#kingdoncest

As the weight of his sister on his lap and around his body grounds him, Frank breaks out of his freeze and wraps his arms around her, deeply inhaling her familiar scent.

They don't talk, but their hands move across each other instinctively, each of them rubbing their palms down each other's sides and backs in slow, soothing motions.

As they touch each other, Mel adopts a slow and steady breathing pattern, wordlessly inviting her brother to breathe with her. Expanding outwards, holding, then slowly releasing, and repeating. Over and over, until their breaths are fully synced and their bodies move together as one.

On the 10th or so exhale, Frank's hands slide up his sister's back as he nuzzles into her shoulder. He presses a kiss to her clavicle. "Thanks, Mellie bean."

His sister nods against his temple. "Of course." Her fingers begin to massage at his scalp in tender, familiar strokes. "Do you need anything?"

Frank hums thoughtfully as he moves his head against her hands, tilting this way and that. Then he cups her cheeks as he pulls back to look at her, smiling softly.

"Just you." He nudges his nose against hers.

Her eyes crinkle as she nudges back. "You've got me."

Frank adopts a skeptical expression and looks down at where she's sitting atop him. "Mmm, I'm pretty sure you've got me."

Mel looks confused, then she follows his gaze down to their laps.

"Oh! Right, sorr-"

Frank grabs her hips as she tries to move off of him. "Hmm. That's weird," he says with false confusion, "Looks like you're stuck."

Frank ducks his chin, trying to catch his sister's eyes and clue her in on the joke. His heart tightens when she beams conspiratorially back up at him.

"Hm. Looks like I am." She half shrugs as she settles back down on his lap, slinging her arms around his neck. "I guess that means you're trapped, then."

Frank's smile tries to slip through as he nods solemnly. "I guess I am."

Mel's smile fades back to concern as she brushes a few fallen strands back into his hair.

"You sure don't need anything?" she asks, "Water? Or maybe a snack?"

"Hmm." Frank thinks for moment as he slides his hands up the warmth of his sister's thighs. Then, he tries to keep his face neutral as an idea strikes.

"Well, that depends," he says casually, "Is the warden giving out kisses today?"

Mel's brow creases. "The… warden?"

Frank looks at her pointedly, eyes flicking drown their laps.

"Oh." Mel presses her lips together, fighting a losing battle with her smile. "Oh, um. Hmm," she tries to echo his thoughtful hum, "Y'know, I, uh. I don't think wardens are supposed to kiss prisoners, actually. Seems like some sort of ethical — or, well, at the very least legal-"

Frank squeezes her waist. "Not even their big brothers?" He raises his brows.

Mel's smile nearly wins. "Well, I suppose," she tries carefully, "I could make an exception. Though of course nepotism would be another-"

"For my good behavior?" Frank interrupts. He slides his hands up to her rib cage, pulling her closer. One hand continues upwards, trailing up her neck until it cradles her jaw.

Mel's eyes close as she hums shakily. "Uh, y-yep. Mhm." She nods, swallowing. "Good… behavior."

"uh... b-becca?" mel stammers.

becca pulls off of their brother with a smile. "oh, hi mel!"

"um, y-yeah." mel waves awkwardly. "hi?"

as becca dives back down, mel refocuses her worried smile from her twin to frank.

frank smiles back and raises his brows expectantly. "what's up?"

"um..." mel shakes her head as she tries not to stare at the movement in his lap. "no, nothing's– well. it's just–"

mel's eyes flick down to her sister's mouth moving around her brother, taking him in so easily and enthusiatically even though it took mel weeks to be able to do that without gagging.

"it's just, uh– h-how long have you..." she trails off, but gestures between them.

"oh, we just got started." frank smiles and pats the cushion beside him. "you coming?"

"uh, yeah. no. well– maybe?" mel shakes her head. "actually, I'm just going to–" she points back around the corner she came around then quickly turns and disappears behind it.

mel leans back against the wall, breathing heavy as panic overwhelms her. when did they introduce becca to this? why hadn't they told her? why hadn't becca told her? she was her twin, her best friend. they were supposed to share everything and—

"hey."

mel jumps and turns to see her brother standing behind her.

frank smiles warily, then glances back at the couch before stepping further around the corner and resting his hands on mel's hips.

"you okay?" he asks with a tilt of his head.

"what? oh, yeah, no, I'm–" mel shakes her head. "everything's good."

frank eyes her skeptically. "okay, good."

"uh... hey?"

they both turn to see dennis wandering down the hall, eyeing his siblings warily.

"is everything... good?" he asks.

"yeah, we're all good here." frank smiles, then gestures towards the living room. "could you just, uh, go take care of becca?"

dennis looks between his siblings, clearly trying to figure out what's wrong, but nods. "uh, yeah, sure." before he goes, he leans in to kiss each of their cheeks.

mel smiles tightly when he does and frank kisses his cheek in return.

"thanks, man," frank says as he pats his brother's shoulder.

dennis nods and turns for the living room, then frank and mel are alone in the hall again.

mel tries to avoid frank's eyes by watching his mouth while he chews at his lip, then her vision is blocked when leans in and presses a soft kiss to her cheek.

he watches her carefully as he pulls back. "you want me to come snuggle with you in your room?"

"mm?" mel asks while her brain struggles to process his question in the blur of emotions flying around. "oh, um. no, no." she shakes her head. "i don't want to take you from– y'know."

from becca. from everything she can apparently give you so easily that i can't, she doesn't say.

frank shrugs. "dennis has it covered."

mel doesn't look at him as she nods, but looks up when he squeezes her waist.

her brother smiles and jerks his head down the hall. "c'mon."

mel's eyes follow him for a moment as he steps away, then his hand catches on hers and she lets herself be tugged down the hall after him.

when they arrive in her room, mel sits on her bed, toying with her fingers and squeezing them between her thighs. frank smiles as he watches her, then strips off his shirt and lies down behind his sister on her bed.

"c'mere," he says softly as he guides her down in front of him.

she lets herself be led down to the bed and then scooted back snuggly into the curve of her brother's body. he pulls her hair to the side then presses a kiss the back of her neck before his arms wrap around her.

"okay," he murmurs against his sister's skin. "deep breath in..."

frank's chest expands behind her. mel takes a shaky breath in.

"...and out."

mel blows out her breath and sinks further back against her brother.

they take a few more breaths like this, letting their bodies move together as they lay curled in her bed. finally, frank presses a kiss to her shoulder and nuzzles the shell of her ear.

"feeling better?"

"mhm." mel nods.

"wanna talk about it?"

mel thinks for a moment, then shakes her head.

"okay." frank squeezes her side, then splays his hand across her stomach. "would some cuddling help?"

mel thinks, then nods.

"okay." frank kisses her shoulder again, then glides his hands up and down her body, one sliding under her shirt and the other slipping below her waistband.

"uh, actually–"

frank pulls his hands away as mel turns aroud in his arms.

she smiles nervously at him. "could I, um..." she glances down between them.

frank raises his eyebrows. "you sure?"

mel nods, but doesn't look at him. "mhm, yep."

frank presses his lips together as he tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "you know you guys are different, right?" he says, "and you don't have to like the same things?"

mel swallows a big gulp of air as she nods, then blows it out shakily. "uh. yeah, no. I know that."

"okay." frank nods. "good." he reaches up to cup his sister's face in his hands. "because i don't want you to do anything you don't like, even if i like it, okay?"

mel's lip quivers. "i know, it's just–" she searches around in her mind, trying to find the reason she's feeling so small. "i just... didn't know, and now i do," she says finally with a shrug.

just then, the burst of giggles from the living room carries down the hall and they both jump and look towards the door.

mel winces.

"hey," frank says quickly.

mel glances up. her brother smiles.

"let's not think about that, okay?" he brushes his thumb over her cheek. "just you and me."

mel half smiles and nods. "okay."

he nods back. "okay."