"Yes my love?"

He could barely breathe. She had knocked him cold with her passion. He was so content.

He whispered that comment, gently and softly, trying not to spoil the moment.

"I love you." She just felt like it was important to say. Dawn didn't know if he would stay with her.

He laughed at her comment. Thats when he looked down. His pants were still on. He was suprised, and even a little dissapointed. But he figured it was better this way.

"I love you too...so much", as if sensing her fear he added gently, "and I will never leave you....I promise."

He pressed her face against his cheek again and felt her long locks of flowing hair against his abdomen. It felt like satin. Or perhaps that was the bed...no, it was her hair.

'But I cannot make that promise.' Dawn ignored the thought and kissed him again. No matter what her family thought, Adrian was perfect to her.

Dawn was worried about her family's opinion. He would have asked why it worried her so much had she not kissed him again. But he reconsidered the question. He knew, family's opinions were important of course.

He kissed her again, and his love, mixed with hormones took him over. She rolled them both over, until she was above him, bearing down on him with her full weight. He could feel a surge of heat to his groin.

'No...control it...', he thought. He refused to scare her.

She was so perfect though. The apple smooth skin, the beautiful eyes, the perfect face, personaility...body...
His hand rubbed across her lower abdomen, near the small of her back. He flet her skin. He realized his hand was under her shirt. He couldn't help it...

Dawn smiled at his touch. She kissed him deeper, and forgot her family.

Things spiralled downhill from there. She hadn't objected, and he felt the heat and blood surging into his loins. He couldn't stop it.

Next thing he knew, his shoes were on the floor, in a pile mixed with both his clothes and hers.

It had begun, and there was no way to stop it now.

Dawn was perfectly eccstatic now. Complete...

Jacobi winced at Dawn's emotion. She was so... happy. It disturbed him.

They kept going. Occasionally he would hear moans from Dawn, but it was silent the majority of the time. She was amazingly well controlled. He wondered if she'd ever had sex before him?

It was awkward, but beautiful...he could feel her troubles melting away, just as his own did. He was now, certainly, the happiest man on earth.

'I've managed to fall in love...and she loves me in return...she REALLY loves me...'

He felt a surge in his lower abdomen, he didn't know what it was, but it was without a doubt the most severely intesne feeling of pleasure he'd ever experienced in his life.

Jacobi tried not to scream at how happy she was.

He felt an urge to stop. He slowed down, and stopped entirley, but he remained still. Dawn was breathing heavily, she was exhuated.

He felt like he could do it again...but a certain part of his body disagreed. Without moving his lower body, they rolled over on their side, and stared at each other for a long time, both glistening with sweat, both with smiles beyond explination on their faces.

'I love you...so much...' he said to her in her mind. He figured he'd just proved it.

'You already know I love you.' Dawn could stay here forever. Or at least until someone came looking for them...

Jacobi laid his head against the wall. That disgusting girl was actually his sister...

He was still in her mind, and he felt Jacobi...for a brief moment he was terrified. Did he know who she'd done it with? What would happen if he found out it was her.

Then he started laughing. All of his life, all the mental pain and suffering Jacobi had put Adrian through, he had always wanted to get him back, in a personal manner.

He figured him falling in love with his sister, essentially making out for almost an hour, and finally having sex, all of which she had no objection to, was more than enough. He knew everything, but Adrian didn't know if he knew it was him. He started thinking about what he'd just done, and thats when he removed himself from dawn, both mentally...and...physically, and rolled over to face the ceiling. The satin sheets felt wonderful on his skin, and the slow fan overhead cooled his body and felt good on his...little buddy...as he had heard it refered to so many times.

Oddly, he couldn't help but glance at it. It seemed disgusting, but he wasn't dissapointed. He sure was glad he didn't have the body of a thirteen year old pre-teen anymore, if only for the useful...tools...it provided.

Thats when he glanced back over at Dawn, and got lost in her again.

Dawn had misty eyes. Her... and... Adrian... She just smiled. Her brother was in her head, but she didn't care.

Adrian looked back up at the ceiling. He began wondering what Donald would say, or Edward...or the werewolf...Algus was it?

Then he felt Jacobi's mind, and he decided to have a little fun. It was cruel, but he deserved it. Besides, they were both old enough to have sex, so it wasn't illeagal.

He entered Jacobi's mind and just started laughing. He sent the same feeling he'd had, the one that surged through his loins, into Jacobi's mind. He was furious, but Adrian could teel he felt as if he could do nothing. Adrian reconsidered how rude he'd just been. What would Dawn think of him for that...surley she felt it too.

He saw her shudder when the memory passed through her. Was it really that good?

"Sorry...got outta hand..."