All in the Family | By : KureneiKit Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 4200 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Rathalaiea sat in her office her lips thin as she stared at her desk. Things were changing in her home and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it. The object on her desk had started this reflection on the state of affairs in her home. Rathalaiea was a very tall and slender Quel’dorei. Long bright red hair pulled back in a stately bun, dressed sharply in fine robes that accented her figure and severe stern looking eyes. She was beautiful as all elves are, but there was always an air of control about her that gave a menacing feel to those in her presence.
She had gotten this way after centuries of managing the Lor’thadel estate and planning social functions as are appropriate for a Magistrate’s wife. Her husband spent most his time in the city, so it was up to her to keep up family appearances.
So it was today when it became apparent her control over her children may be slipping that she pondered what to do.
Falthen was growing older and so was Anastria. Both seemed attached to each other, perhaps...too attached. All attempts so far to separate them had failed and she had suspicions that other unsavory activities may be going on.
Then there was Lorathien. Coddled by both older siblings he had been sheltered from much of the normal challenges of growing up. That however, she was fine with, for now.
A rapping at the office door interrupted her thoughts and straightening her robes she turned in her chair and called, “Come in.”
Falthen entered the office looking a bit uneasy. She could tell he was hiding something, but what was another story. Falthen was her own self created monster in a way. While a sweet and gentle elf, he had been trained by some of the best to lie and hide his emotions so that other politicians couldn’t use them against him. He had learned how to side step questions and give the vaguest of answers when pressed, and thus he used these tactics on his own Mother when he was avoiding trouble.
Giving her eldest a soft smile she gestured to the chair in front of the elaborate desk.
“Falthen, my dearest take a seat. Mother just has some questions for you.”
Giving her a guarded nod he sat and stared just past her out the window behind her, not meeting her gaze. The desk and office itself had many ornate and rare things all signs of the families wealth. Like most Quel’dorei, status and position were an important thing to their family and it was apparent in most everything they did.
“Falthen, the maids found something interesting in your room. Is there something you need to tell me?” He sat up even straighter and looked to a bookshelf as he shook his head. “Well. Then do you care to explain how your sisters underwear was in your room?”
Falthen inwardly groaned as his mother held up the underwear Anastria had been wearing last night. He hadn’t noticed as he had been so tired this morning from lack of sleep, but looking back he did remember her just sliding her nightgown over that sensual body of hers and it was long enough the lack of underwear hadn’t mattered then.
It did now.
“I have no idea how it got there...” He said in a quiet voice controlling the panic that welled in him. His eyes dared to make contact with his mothers and he searched her face for any sign of knowledge. Did she know? Did she have any idea what transpired last night?
His mother started another question but the door burst open and Anastria burst through blonde hair everywhere. Bowing to her mother and then Falthen she smiled broadly. “Hello Mother.”
“...Ana, I didn’t call you here.” Their mother looked as shocked as Falthen did at her sudden appearance.
“I know I know, but I heard about what you found and I wanted to confess I did sneak in wanting to snuggle with Fal.”
Rathalaiea raised a brow and said nothing.
“I snuck in early this morning and planned to snuggle as I was feeling lonely but he was already gone to do business today, so I instead was fussing with his clothes. Trying them on you know? Must of forgotten some of mine when I heard the maid come up the hall.”
“I see.” The doubt was apparent in her voice but she sighed. “I will buy this story this time Ana, as that isn’t unusual for your rowdy behavior, but any more shenanigans like this and I will ship you to southern Eversong to your Aunt faster than a mana wyrm can fly.”
Ana smiled and bowing inched out the door, not before giving Falthen an odd look he found hard to read.
“You are dimissed Fal, go back to your lessons. I have this weekends ball to co-ordinate with the Dawnsinger’s and they are being quite fussy on entertainment.” With that she began via magic to pull up various papers and vellums up as she read and drew up documents his presence no longer needed. He gave a sigh of relief and left glad to have escaped.
Hours after dinner Falthen wandered the garden. He knew his siblings had already been chased down and put to bed but he had the luxury of a few hours alone every night since he was the eldest. Tonight that time was spent with him contemplating the events of the night before.
Part of him was horrified at what had happened, that he had given in so easily and taken his sister. Another part of him was aroused just at the thought of her body and he had to stifle such thoughts. Would another night like that happen again? If so how long would they meet like that...eventually they would be caught and shamed if they didn’t stop it. But could he just forget it?
Arousal stirred in his loins and he huffed as he tried to focus on other things. The ball, his date in two nights from now, his sister naked her breasts filling his hands...
Sighing he walked to a quiet spot of the garden under a large willow tree with gold and red leaves. In the darkness with only magical lanterns floating near the paths it was a private if not eerie place that he would not be disturbed.
Sitting down he undid his leather pants and let his half erect member spring free and began to idly stroke it. Lids drooping over his eyes he imagined her soft skin against his once more and how supple and firm her breasts were. He imagined her small delicate hands around his manhood teasing and stroking as he began to pleasure himself.
“Oh Ana...” His words wafted into the night air.
Moaning he began to stroke his shaft faster gripping himself firmly. He could see her puckered lips moist and waiting to swallow his member, sucking on it until his release. Thought after thought about his sister pleasuring him came to his mind until finally he cried out sending a stream of cum through the air to splash on the grass below him.
Panting and somewhat ashamed he cleaned up quickly and returned to the manor. He was in such a hurry he didn’t notice the small blue ball of light that seemed to be watching him.
Entering his room he locked the door, not wanting another night like the previous. He needed to stop Ana’s behavior and prevent the temptation from being present in his life until he had the willpower to ignore her. It would be the right thing to do.
Turning toward his bed he froze at the sight before him.
“Er...Hello Mother.” He looked her over confused as his eyes wandered the fairly revealing outfit she had on. Given what he had just done he felt his cheeks flush.
“Hello Fal. I came to give you a visit and some lessons before your date, and to have a talk.”
“Alright...” Still confused he stood in the middle of his room waiting for her to continue.
“Did you think I didn’t see the way you looked at each other Fal? Or failed to note how wet her underwear was....or that I didn’t think to scry on you as you moaned your sisters name not even an hour ago in the garden?”
It was all becoming very clear. He should have known he couldn’t hid such odd behavior from his mother. “It-It was an accident, a mistake! I promise. I locked the door when I came in see - I don’t want to bring shame to our family, please just...just...I...” Running out of words in his shame and panic he could feel hot tears welling to his eyes.
“Oh don’t worry about that Fal, I plan to show you what a real woman is like and break you of this crazy obsession with your sister. “
And with the words Fal felt his stomach churn as he realized just what his mother was planning.
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