In Bloom H.S

Prologue

"Ha-Harry...?"

My voice a bit hoarse as my eyes fluttered open to the sight of my brother.

I felt his hands running up and down my leg. Rubbing ever so lightly on the inside if my pale thighs.

"Shh, Emilia." He shushed me as he continued to assault me.

I know what this is and its not right.

He leaned over and kissed my lips softly as I did nothing to fight him off. I was still in a great deal of shock on what was happening. He is my brother. Blood brother.

I sat there still not responding but thought of how disgusting he was for touching me.

"Kiss me back right fûcking now, Emma or so help me God.." He gritted.

He'd always been aggressive but not with me. We had that regular brotherly sisterly relationship until this moment. In an instant I began kissing him back. His voice was full of threat and I didn't wanna endure it.

He hummed against my lips. His hand that was placed on my stomach trailed down to the band of my white cotton panties finished with a bow.

I don't shave because no ones going down there for a long while, I hope. Well... His strong calloused hand lifted my band and I felt his fingers come in contact with my pubic hairs.

"Harry..Harry, stop it." I whined out, quietly, not trying to get either if us in trouble. Our parent down stairs sleep. "What are you doing?" my eyes welled up.

"Emma, shut your mouth, ok, baby?" He spoke quietly but full of venom. I didn't respond. I just sat and looked at him with a pout.

Again, his large fingers went through my pubic hair, down to my area. I wriggled in his grip but he had me held secure. His finger went to my flaps and he rubbed one upwards.

A gasped erupted from my closed mouth. "Harry, please," I muttered quietly, beggingly as I felt the tears about to spill.

I felt his finger slid into me. Into me. I grabbed onto whatever was in sight that I could dig my nails into. "Fff" I began. He pulled his finger out of me and into his mouth.

I watched as he twirled his tounge around it as I sat, sad and full of disgust. Before I could think, he push his finger back in. "Harry.." I gasped aloud again. "Oh god, Harry" my eyes shut at the odd and disturbing sensation.

He started harshly pushing his hand in and out of me causing me to regrettably enjoy this. I had my bottom lip between my teeth and silent moans came through the gaps that it could.

All I could hear was his heavy breathing, my quiet moans and the sound of his finger meeting my wet heat.

"You like that, little baby?" He mumbled, placing a kiss to my lips. I grabbed the side of his face, holding him to me. I felt him smirk against me. He pushed his finger into me with a great force causing me to gasp into his mouth. "Fûck, my little Emma. Never thought I be pleasing my little sister." I said breathily then chuckled.

Then I realized, this is so gross but it felt so good. He started to shake it one finger inside of me resulting in me jolting up, bumping my teeth against his. My moans were becoming too too loud so he shushed me again. "Be quiet, will you?" he said.

"Oh Harry," I mumbled. "It f-feels so goo-good."

"I know." He spoke with a hiss. Then he switched up and pulled my panties down to my thigh. "Fück, its beautiful." He pulled his boxers down and my eyes widened. No. "Don't worry, Emma, I wont put my cock in my sister."

He stroked his large member before putting his tip to my folds. I tried to scoot back. This isnt what I want now. "Emma." He snapped. "Im not going to do anything, I swear" he whimpered as he was still stroking himself.

He held his member and rubbed his pink, moist tip to me. I let out a small moan as he rubbed it against me, softly. "Baby, Im gonna cûm." He spoke, almost sounding pained. "Im gonna ćum so hard." eyes screwed shut. "Ohh.. Ah.. Sss..fück fûck fück."

Spurts of a white, milky substance came out and onto my folds and he began to run his tip into. Repeating earlier motions, going up and down with it in his hands. "Fûck, ok," he came back to earth, I'm guessing.

When he looked at me his eyes we almost pitch black, his pupils dilated to the point where you could only see a bit of green. "You are to never speak a goddàmn word about this, hear me, Emma?" He said sternly with a finger in my face.

I nodded my head immediately. Why would I dare speak to someone about this? He smiled and said "good" and hopped of my pink sheets.

"Goodnight, Emilia."

A/N: I know its a bit weird. It'll come along. I have a good story line, I promise haha. Give me a chance :) Vote & Comment if you WANT ME TO UPDATE!!!!!!