What are big brothers for

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters are property of respectable J. K. Rowling.
(I\'m just messing around with them.)
Warning: incest ahead!
Note: text between slashes indicates thoughts, dreams or daydreaming

What are big brothers for


Chapter eight


\"Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don\'t just say
And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind a d a different view
And nothing else matters\"

Metallica (Nothing else matters)

*****

The grayness of the early morning found them both asleep. Then Ginny moved and opened her stinging eyes. Among all early morning sounds she listened to the even breathing. Bill was still here, holding her and dozing. She was curled in his arms, her pullover rolled up her hips as did his T-shirt pull up his abdomen, their skins radiating with the same warmth and their limbs cozy tangled. Her head ached a bit when she lifted her gaze and hesitantly glanced up at Bill\'s face. Ginny admired the stillness in him - there was steady heartbeat beneath her touch, even breath coming from between his slightly parted lips.

Ginny liked to watch Bill as he slept - his dark eyelashes, the curve of his lips, she liked his high cheekbones and well defined jaw. That\'s how a guy is supposed to look, Ginny sighed before she mentally slapped herself.

His muscular, tanned arms were wrapped around her lower back in possessively manner that made Ginny feel good and safe. No one could hurt her while Bill was here.
Bill\'s long hair were cascading down her pillow, few locks hanging on his face.

Ginny was still observing her older brother, her bright eyes outlining every inch of his larger frame. He grunted in his sleep and switched to find a more comfortable position yet his arms never left Ginny. He pulled her up his body and her bare leg slipped between his thighs, rubbing on his most intimate parts. Bill moaned in sleep, while Ginny stiffed not knowing what to do - he was probably dreaming about Fleur or something.

Ginny fought the temptation whispering in her ears. No, she will resist. But maybe, just maybe she can touch Bill to see if he will wake up any time soon. Ginny arched and put her weight on her elbow. She climbed up Bill\'s body and lowered her hand to gently stroke his hair. Bill tossed but didn\'t wake. Then Ginny ran her fingers gently up his tanned chests, scrapping lightly around his flat nipples. She didn\'t know why she was doing this but couldn\'t resist.

Bill moaned and his sudden arousal popped in Ginny\'s thigh. When she felt his pulsing shaft through the thin fabric of his pants she experienced hot and damp feeling between her legs that shocked her. the sensation was so intense that Ginny held her breath.

What if he woke up and saw her coming on him? He would personally escort her to the St. Mungo\'s to have her head checked on the biases of severe and acute brain damage. Ginny was restless, she couldn\'t go back to sleep, not after this, her body felt trapped and demanded release from her.

Would it hurt doing it with Bill? A brief thought occurred in Ginny\'s head and she wanted to withdraw to the other side of her bed. In vain. Bill\'s hands were still firmly locked around her, refusing to let her go. But her body was responding to his warm touch, wanting more of him.

/Would Bill hurt her like that guy did? No, of course no, Bill would be gentler, make it slow and cozy for her... but in the end he would pierce her just like that man did.
Would Bill also be so large? And thick, filling her painfully, stretching and thrusting.../ Ginny closed her eyes and bit hard on her lower lip to shove her wild thoughts away.

/Whore! Thinking in such detestable terms of your older brother, of your own flesh and blood! You have no shame. You are filthy, not worthy of your good brother! Nor of your family. Slut. How can you have such sick mind?/

/Get away from here!!/

To be near Bill, touching him was hell, driving her crazy therefore Ginny carefully pulled away from him, trying hard not to disturb him. As his arm fell away from her, she sat up, alerted for any movement from him. He remained still, and she slide from the warm bed and crawled away.
Ginny opened the door and went to the bathroom. She needed \'Billfree\' place to put her shattered mind in order.

*****

/Slut! You crave for your own brother! You\'re sick! Why are you here and alive to stain your family? Do you think he could return you your perverted feelings? Dream on, little whore./

Ginny felt tears stinging in her eyes as her conscience lectured her, accusing her of the immorality. But in spite of all the guilt she felt, Ginny remained honest to herself and admitted that she had been drawn to Bill for a long time.
When she was younger, before her puberty so to speak, she adored him like little girls adore someone older and wiser. Not her other older brothers - just Bill.

Then there was Harry Potter.
Her first big crush. She worshipped him like a muggle girl fancies a movie star or rock singer. Ginny hardly ever spoke to Harry until last year. Harry was a great guy, she felt a bit of jealousy when he went to Yule Ball with another girl but not enough to cause her any serious suffer.

Then there was Michael. Plain, arrogant jerk, Ginny smiled sadly. She liked him for a while, yes, but love him? Never.

And Dean? Poor, good, nice, old Dean. She cared for him, felt sorry for him. He had to share his dorm and compete with the Boy Who Lived and a Weasley - a prefect and a Keeper, but Dean was a great guy. /The guy you cheated on! The guy you should love and cherish./

And finally him - the man with no face. It was better this way. She didn\'t love him, nor care for him that was sure but as strange as it might sound, she needed him at that time. Or better - her body needed him. And all along she had been pretending that he was Bill - until he left. Bill would *never ever* left her like that, naked and vulnerable in the middle of the Malfoy\'s nest.

What if it was Malfoy that fucked her? Only he would know the secret chambers and stuff like that.
/No way, he wouldn\'t be that tender as her lover was some of the time. Never./
He had passion in him, passion for her. Malfoy had passion only for torturing and killing and humiliating. It wasn\'t any of the Malfoys, Ginny knew that as a fact.
/It was better not knowing who he really was. That way I can pretend it was Bill./

/Yes, how adult! Go on and fool yourself, slut. Do you really believe that Bill, your older brother, would play along with your perverted little game \'Fuck your bro\' or what? Stop lying to yourself, you are pathetic! Do you honestly think that Bill would ever look at you in *that* way? If you weren\'t his sister he would never notice you. Just consider his last girlfriend - she wasn\'t just beautiful, she was bloody gorgeous! And you... you might not be the ugliest freckled creature around here but you certainly are the most sluttish. And Bill has high moral standards being an Auror and a true Weasley. Well, see my point?/

Ginny realized she had been blindfolding herself in a futile attempt to postpone her crash with the harsh truth. She loved Bill and respected him above all others. He cared for her, but could he like her after what she did? Would he turn away from her in disgust if she told him the truth? Or would he pity her (that would be even worse)?

*****

Ginny entered the bathroom and her eyes stopped at the razorblade on the upper shelf by the mirror. It was an old one, but Weasley\'s men preferred this to odd muggle\'s electric wonders (except for Mr Weasley for a short time but then the charmed electric razor was chasing him around the house until Mrs Weasley killed it with a pan and that was the great come-back of the old razor).

Ginny looked at herself in the mirror. She didn\'t look any different from yesterday, before the burden fell on her shoulders. The same face, the same hair, the same room. but she was different - tattered and tarnished for good. Now she could understand the phrase - there\'s no way back. There wasn\'t.
/One slash on the wrist will save you - no one will ever know. They will mourn over you, their sweet little girl. No one should know the truth. One cut, one simple line./ Silken voice whispered in the deepest corner of her soul.

Ginny stepped on her toes and hardly managed to grab the razor and pulled it down. The steel shone in her palm, its grayness in contrast with her pale skin. Ginny rolled her sleeve up her elbow and watched her wrist like it belonged to someone else.
She held the razor with her right hand and stretched her left arm. Then she placed the top of the razor near the skin and searched carefully for her most visible vein.
Three faint blue lines ran up her wrist yet Ginny didn\'t know which one to slash first. Or to cut open just one in a long, vertical cut? Hard decision. She wanted one clear cut, she produced enough mess therefore she wanted to leave neatly and quickly.
Maybe she should take that Anatomy class after all, a dreamy smile curled her pale lips.

*****

The bed smelt of Ginny, vanilla and honey, inhaled Bill deeply while he was still nicely tucked in dreamless sleep. But there was cooling empty space by his side where she used to lie that woke him up - he blinked and half opened his eyes. It was very early, the faint gray light had just changed the darkness into twilight.
/But where\'s Ginny?/ Bill got this cold and tense feeling in his guts that made him suddenly wide awake so he left the bed immediately and went down the corridor.

\"Ginny!\" Bill called softly, he was still dizzy from the abrupt wakening. No answer. His heart begun to race. He wondered if she was in the kitchen looking for sleep potion (again).

Bill decided to go downstairs when something made him turn and look in the bathroom. His blood froze and his heart missed few beats when he saw Ginny standing by the sink with razor in her hand in the moment when she sliced through the soft pale skin of her wrist.

Bill was with her in a second, pulled the razor from her hand so hastily that he cut his fingers. Never minding the blood on his own hand he clenched his fingers around her cut to stop the bleeding. Bill was holding Ginny with one hand while he was roaming through the drawers with his other hand to find something for her wrist.

When Bill found and wrapped some kind of cotton scarf around her wrists he finally looked down in Ginny\'s face that was blank like the face of a man in a trance or hypnoses. Her eyes were wide open but not responding to the surroundings.

As soon as his fear subdued a stronger sensation arose in his chests - pure rage and anger. He grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

*****

\"Don\'t you ever go and scare me like that!\" hissed Bill at Ginny and roughly grabbed her arm. Ginny saw mist before her eyes disappearing and noticed Bill\'s glares directed at her. His eyes were shining in absolute rage that made her shudder.

\"How. Can. You. Be. So. Stupid.\" He started to shake her like a boy would shake his toy.

\"Never ever try something like this again,\" Bill\'s breaths were quick and shallow. His heart was beating like mad. \"Give me your word!\" he demanded further from the silent statue in his arms.

Ginny was still in shock, too confused to say anything or to understand the current situation.

\"Say it!\" Bill commanded her frantically. \"Promise!\"

Ginny was staring at him, her sense telling her that something inside her will break forever. She blinked as she had just woken up from the dreams.

\"I can\'t Bill. I\'m sorry, but only the blood can wash the stain away,\" shed hid him in small voice of a obsessed child. \"I want to be pure again, I want to be worth of...\" Ginny\'s voice died away.

\"Ginny, love, you are not impure. If there ever was a good thing in this fucked up world, it is you,\" Bill\'s voice was rough, his heart was twisting inside his chest. He caught her chin and turned her head to his. She dropped her eyes and he stroked her cheek with one slender finger. There was a long silence before Ginny made a decision. /Now or r! Hr! He has to know, he has right to know!/

\"You know nothing of me, Bill,\" she said cruelly, taking quick look of him and then she turned away. \"I\'m not an innocent, sweet little sister you thought you know. I\'m a trash,...\"

\"Ginny, stop torturing yourself! You are not bad, I\'m the one that carries all the blame. I\'m weak Ginny, you don\'t know how weak I am. Ginny, looked at me!\" Bill forced her head up again and locked their gazes. His eyes seemed haunted like hers.
/No way, not Bill. He wants to prove me wrong - he would tattered himself in order to make me feel better about myself. No way, I\'m not a kid anymore./

\"Stop being so fucking noble, Bill! It make me feel even worse about myself. You\'re perfect, I\'m a mistake, a stain on our family, spoiled blood, and there\'s nothing you can do,\" Ginny threw her bitterness in his fair face.

A suffer was clearly visible in his lines, his lips grimacing as it hit him. It was his fault, all his fault.

/Here you go, brother dear. You want the truth - right in your face. See if you like it! if you still think that I\'m worth of your blood/ an evil, desperate smile twisted Ginny\'s pale face.

\"Go on, despise me,\" she hissed, trembling like a leaf, waiting (and wanting) for his disgust.

\"Ginny, stop torturing yourself and me - you\'re, you\'re killing me!\" said Bill and leaned his sweaty forehead on her cooler one. Ginny jerked away and glared at him.

\"How can you stand my touch? Hate me - listen to what I did - I let a completeangeanger fuck me at Malfoy\'s party. Yes, I let him took my virginity! I let him fuck me twice! And you know what? I was thinking of you all the time he was fucking me! I wished it was you although it hurt so much. Hate me!\" Ginny yelled at Bill, tears of frustration and pain running down her cheeks, her small fists hitting his chest.

Bill\'s soul tore in two - first he loosened his grip in complete shock before he recollected himself then he tighten his arms around her almost cracking her fragile bones.

\"Ginny,\" a voice ripped from the bottom of his heart. \"I\'m sorry, I should...\" He abruptly stopped his talking and crashed his lips on hers. He plundered Ginny\'s moist mouth with his tongue, in hungry kiss. The only thing that would comfort her in this moment. Not the words, but the deeds.

*****

Ginny struggled and bit his lip - Bill withdrew and looked at her.

\"I need no pity,\" Ginny stated, her face paler than ever.

\"Does it feel like a pity to you?\" asked Bill and his gaze, darkened in lust, pierced through her.

\"I need you Ginny. I need you more badly than you need me,\" he simply said.

Ginny looked at him in disbelief when he captured her mouth again and this time she let her body go to sweet surrender. They were captured in a heat, their tongues entwined in a frantic struggle, Bill\'s hands ran down Ginny\'s body, cupping her buttock and lifted her in his arms. Ginny closed her arms around his neck, pulling herself even closer to him. Bill maneuvered their staggering to his room, which was closer to the bathroom. He closed the door with a kick and they fell on his bed.

*****

Then Bill raised and made Ginny straddle herself on his lap and laid her bare legs on each side of his body. She curled her hands around Bill\'s strong neck, her fingers tangled in his long hair. Bill circled her slim waist with both arms and pulled her closer, pressing their bodies together. As he kissed her, Bill pushed his tongue further, slipping in between Ginny\'s soft lips and savagely swept it inside her warm mouth, hungrily sucking the sweet honeyed taste of Ginny. His hands moved under her pullover, running up and down her bare back, mapping her soft skin.

Ginny shuddered, moaned in his mouth and tightened her hands around his neck. Their bodies pressed even closer and they both felt as heat rushed through their bodies, setting them on fire.

\"I cannot, you are so...,\" Bill broke their kiss and murmured.

\"Bill. Please, I need you. Bill.\" Ginny whispered and urged him to strip his shirt. Bill threw his shirt away when Ginny raised her hands helping Bill to take her pullover off. Bill dipped his head to her sensitive neck and she tilted her head giving him more access to her neck. Bill\'s tongue licked across her collar-bone when his hand brushed down her warm body. He slipped his hand behind her panties and found her moist and ready. His middle finger massaged her nub of flash that caused her arching and moaning.

\"Bill,\" Ginny sighed as he closed his teeth around her hardened nipple and sucked. \"Bill, be inside me, please.\" He instinctively pushed his middle finger down her tight channel, her inner muscles clamping around his finger. Bill pulled it out, adding the second finger and stretching her more. Her core was dripping with juices, adjusting to his fingers and convulsing around his two fingers w his his thumb kept massaging her swollen clit.

\"I need to feel you whole,\" Ginny pleaded him, her breathing labored.

\"Ginny, I can\'t,\" he gasped. \"Don\'t want to hurt you.\"

\"Bill,\" tears of frustration appeared in her eyes and she kept riding his fingers. She was gasping and coming to her peak. Ginny cried and arched as she came. Bill withdrew his fingers

Bill couldn\'t control his actions any more; he arched and pulled his pants down in one swift move before he placed Ginny above his hardness and she slowly rubbed on it, eager for another go. Her nipples hardened and tremors went through her body. Then she sneaked her small hand down her body and wrapped her fingers around his throbbing erection and started to stroke him. Bill felt his cock swelled with even bigger desire and he pulled Ginny closer and licked her lips. His shaft felt smooth and hard against her belly, and the feel of it made her groan. That was what she needed. Thick and big hardness. Bill didn\'t want to come too soon so he tore Ginny\'s fingers from his shaft and guided his erection to her wet entrance.

The familiar smell of her brother stirred her even more and she reached up to wrap her arms around his neck. Bill proped himself on the pillow and Ginny licked his lips, quick flicks of her tongue against his, and she rubbed against him like a kitten.

\"Bill, please,\" Ginny spread her slim legs even wider, her swollen numb surrounded by moisture layers of silken flesh waiting for him. He pinched her hot clit when he saw tears of frustration running down her cheeks.


Therefore Bill cupped her ass and Ginny arched a bit that his pulsing shaft slipped in her wanting core. Bill was half buried in her silken depths when she wriggled her hips. Bill grabbed her hips and with a smooth and savage thrust he impaled her, her muscles clamped around his shaft and he started to ride her hard. Their hips gritted with every thrust he made, his back was killing him but Bill soon forgot about the pain that gave up its place in favor of pure satisfaction and bliss that made him want to howl. The pleasure was so intense, he felt he could easely explode of heat.

\"Ginny,\" Bill murmured, moving his hips up to give her hard thrusts. His hand was resting on her lower back when his other hand found her nub again and his fingers rubbed it gently until she arched helplessly into his touch. Her tiny whispering plea only made him touch her more, his skillful fingers bringing her to the peak again and again as he continued to thrust at an easy pace into her hot and slick body. As Ginny gasped and trembled, Bill dipped his head and ran his tongue across her creamy breast before his mouth captured hers, and he kissed her carnally.
Ginny was lost to the sensations. She felt her body adjusting to his thick lenght, accepting his hard fucking that would leave bruises on her soft skin, yet she was craving for more. She wanted harder and deeper till they both would be spent. If that made her filthy she didn\'t want to be pure again.

Ginny locked her legs around Bill\'s waist and opened an even deeper access to him, she clutched to his chests and moaned in pleasure. Raising his knees, he leaned her back against them, and, whimpering in need, she continued riding her brother.
Bill thrusted himself deep into her hot, wet core, causing her to gasp in pleasure as he filled her with his hard length. He groaned as he slid into her tight, silky channel; he was afraid that he might not stop fucking her till he collapsed in complete exhaustion.

Bill pulled out of her almost completely, torturing them both, before he buried himself in her again and again, pumping hard with each individual thrust. Ginny begun to rock slowly on him, her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed as his shaft pulsed deep inside her.

She threw her head back, bitting her lips to muffle a scream as he plunged into her once more. Of hif his hands cuped her breast and stroke it gently, while the other massaged her clit as he continued to fuck her hard.

“Harder!” Ginny suddenly gasped, but was instantly silenced as Bill plundered her mouth, sucking on her hot and moist tongue.

Ginny\'s second orgasm was building slowly as she rode Bill, rocking her hips against his, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. Her back was arched, her eyes closed, her face bathed in sweat. Bill watched her, his hands on her hips, guiding her moves and pressing her body down on his.
He wanted to see Ginny\'s flushed face when she came. He knew that she felt fucking him was wrong and made her a sick person, but now she didn\'t care. Nor did he.

Ginny was so addictive - Bill refused to think if he could ever fuck another feamale because Ginny was his perfect match. So tight and hot, so soft and wet...
Bill groaned aloud, and he arched his back, driving up into her. With a tiny cry, Ginny shattered around him, her body pumping wildly, her muscles spasming. As the orgasm rolled through her, she collapsed on Bill\'s chest, panting against his neck, their bodies stuck together with sweat, his seed filling her.

\"I love you Bill,\" Ginny whispered..

*****

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Author\'s note :

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Thanks for reviews!
anonymous - thanks for dropping by often
Anon - thanks for encouragment
Lidra - thanks for praising my fic, here\'s more
FluffyVampire - thanks, pure Bill and Ginny chap. hope you like it
BellaDonna - heh heh, I know that Lucius calling himself *daddy* sounds odd, but he just insisted on that word in my mind and who am I to deny him any wish? (I suspect that he had a pretty bad childhood)

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plus - since I\'m addicted to feedback - would you like to see more Lucius/Bill action or you prefer another Bill/Ginny chap? (I\'m actually working on the sequel where the three of them meet but can change things \'cause I\'m not satisfied with the whole chap)

so, what should be in the next chap?

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