8 Chapter 08 – Home

Later that night I sat in a big armchair in my room right next to the window, while Wanda was seated right between my legs. Leaning back against my chest and quietly enjoying herself, as my hands wandered gently over her body.

It was a quiet and intimate moment.

After we had arrived back at the apartment, we had directly gone back to bed, practically ripping each others clothes off. It had been intense and raw.

Exhausted, but wonderfully satisfied, we had rested in bed for a while longer. I had started to read one of the programming books I had bought, while Wanda had taken a short nap huddled up right next to me.

After she had woken up, she had prepared some food for us, while I had been hyper-focused on the book.

Using my Superspeed to accelerate my thoughts for extended periods of time was rather difficult and required great focus. But I had managed to do so with a few minor difficulties, while reading the book, enabling me to finish the whole book before dinner.

My actions had come at the cost of a massive headache.

Still nothing that couldn't be cured by some cuddling time with Wanda, which led to us sitting in my armchair together.

"We will have to leave, won't we?", suddenly Wanda asked with a quiet whisper.

I had seen her fiddle with her phone earlier, which meant she had probably read some of the messages she had received. It seemed like they had left quite an impact on her.

"Do you want to hide what we have between us?", I asked back calmly.

"Never.", she replied immediately, while gripping my hand tightly.

"Then yes, we will have to leave. Relationships between siblings, like ours, are forbidden by law in Sokovia. Which means if we stay here, we can never openly be together without being prosecuted. And judging by the amount of messages we both received, a lot of people already know about us. All it takes, is one of these people to make a call to the police and we both could be sent to jail.", I informed her.

Wanda didn't reply, she just took my arms and wrapped them around her torso, snuggling up to me even more, as if trying to melt into me.

"Sigh... I know you love this country. It's the only place that still connects us with our parents, I know that... But this isn't my home, Wanda. My home lies with you. I don't care wh-", my last words were cut off, as Wanda had turned her head and sealed my mouth shut with hers.

Her right hand laying on the side of my face, gently drawing me in. A few long moments later, when we broke off our kiss, Wanda stated with rosy cheeks and heat in her eyes.

"You're right. This isn't our home anymore, not since that bomb destroyed it. And certainly not now, where it wants to force us to hide our relationship. My home lies with you, no matter where we go."

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[Two Months Later]

As Wanda awoke safely nestled in her brother's arms, she couldn't help but recall that night two months ago and not just because of the incredible sex they had had that night, which they did.

Even now she could feel the slight tingling sensation in her core, when she remembered how Pietro had pleasured her with his mouth that night, before joining their bodies in the most fulfilling way.

No, she remembered it because of how much has happened since that day.

They had packed up their most essential things right the next day and just took the next train that left the country. A week of travel with a short stay in Germany, they had arrived in Belgium with a visa.

The visa had been the reason for their short stay in Germany, as they had to visit the embassy and had made a rushed application for one.

Still, the short stay in Frankfurt had been very nice and surprising. Pietro had shown to know how to speak both perfect German and English. He had explained that his visions had been like added memories, where he had known how to speak these languages.

They had stayed in a incredibly luxurious hotel and went for long walks through the city, though Pietro had taken a few hours each day to read his books and work on something on his laptop.

It had been at that time that she had decided to improve her English skills too and had bought a latop, so she could use different softwares to study. And while these hours they had spent working quietly side-by-side had been wonderful, she still found the times were their passion had boiled over the most memorable.

The blissful moments were they had been joined together on such an intimate and basic level, were simple unmatched. Most of the time it had been her that had tried to tempt him into losing control and simply ravish her. With Wanda loving the way his crystal eyes burned with desire and love, when he did exactly that.

The most success she had had with her seduction was when she wore nothing but a slip and one of his hoodies, he had practically pounced on her everytime she did that.

Since then, that had been her go-to outfit when it was just the two of them. And oddly enough Pietro absolutely detested make-up, which had caused her throw out basically everything, but her lipsticks, nailpolish and creams.

But there also had been a lot of moments, where Pietro had taken the initiative. For example, when instead of breakfeast he had devoured her on the dining table in their suite.

Arriving in Brussels, capital of Belgium, they had looked for some place to stay permanently.

Belgium had been their ultimate destination mostly because they had no law that prevented them from being together and even getting married in the future, something she very much wanted.

Ultimately they had bought a studio in a quiet neighbourhood somewhere on the outskirts. The ground floor was dedicated as a place to train and workout, while the second floor was their living space.

It had only taken a week to finalize the paperwork and for them to move in.

Shopping for furniture had been the most fun part of that whole business for her, especially since her brother had insisted on testing the quality of the bigger pieces of furniture by making her reach an orgasm on all of them. She had certainly taken a liking to the furnishings in that short frame of time.

After a bit of refurbishment, the training space had been set up and Pietro had trained incredibly hard ever since.

Watching him workout, shirtless and glistening with sweat, had become her favourite past time. Of course she regularly joined him in exercising, but his workout-plan was simply in a completely different league.

Still, as Wanda laid there in bed enjoying the morning sun shining through french glass doors, which led to a small balcony, she couldn't help but marvel at how their life had changed in only a few short weeks.

From a poor pair of orphaned siblings to lovers that lived in their very own home. And it was a home, as they were together.

Suddenly Wanda felt Pietro move right next to her, bending over her a bit and pressing his chest into her.

"How about we get up and start our day, sleepyhead?", he whispered into her ear, before playfully biting her earlobe and moving down her neck, kissing and licking her skin. Sending a tingling sensation right to her core.

She didn't even try to surpress the low moan rising from her throat, because of his actions, as she answered back in a low tone.

"I am not feeling to good, I think I should rest some more."

Of course she lied and she knew that he knew that too, but this was part of their little morning routine. And his answer a moment later let her heart jump in anticipation, just like it always did.

"Maybe I should examine you thorougly to make sure that it's nothing serious.", Pietro said without stopping to let his tongue and lips dance over her bare back.

"Maybe – mmhh-, you should.", Wanda answered back breathlessly and moaning in delight.

What followed was an hour of absolute bliss for the both of them.