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fembuckSo after watching this weeks episode of Ugly Betty, I just couldn't resist the inappropriate hotness of Daniel/Alexis. I mean, honestly, what guy wouldn't think about sharing closeness with Rebecca Romijn even if she was his MtF older brother? That's what I thought!
Title: Yield
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Fandom: Ugly Betty
Pairing: Daniel Meade/Alexis Meade
Rating: hard R
Warning: Maedecest, PWP
Words: 1369
Summary: It's been almost a month since Daniel's brother, Alex, returned from the dead and as a woman, Alexis. Now, Daniel is having trouble dealing with the fact that his brother is an extremely good looking woman that he finds hims growing more and more attracted to every day.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters, I’m just borrowing them.
iLevel: Daniel Meade/Alexis Meade, siblings, full
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Daniel squeezed his eyes shut, his breath hitching as Alexis took his hand and placed it on her bare knee, just below the helm of her dress.
“I’m not that monstrous am I?” Alexis said softly, not guiding Daniel’s hand any higher but not removing it from her leg either.
“No,” Daniel said automatically his eyes opening and falling upon Alexis’s face. “You’re beautiful,” he continued softly, his eyes tracing her strong features and full, pink lips reverently before he shook his head minutely and looked away once again.
“I *know* you say that to all the girls,” Alexis responded, her lips turning up in a mischievous smile as she spoke, the hand she had resting on top of Daniel’s leading his once more, guiding it under the edge of her dress and further up her thigh. “But think you mean it.”
“Why are you …” Daniel started, stopping a moment later to take a deep breath as he fought his bodies reaction to the smooth, warm, soft skin that his hand was caressing. “What are you doing?” he finally managed to choke out a moment later, though he had been seduced enough times to know exactly what was going on. “I don’t …” he went on, his voice catching more as Alexis moved his hand high enough up her thigh that his fingers brushed warm, damp, lace panties. “…I don’t want this,” Daniel managed to continue his hand shaking under Alexis’s before he very weakly tried to withdraw it.
“You’re lying, Danny,” Alexis said softly, her hand tightening on Daniel’s keeping it in place on her leg as her eyes dropped to Daniel’s lap. “But our bodies always tell the truth,” Alexis continued sighing as she forced Daniel’s hand towards the apex of her thighs, pressing his palm firmly against the panties his fingers had brushed earlier, forcing him to feel the dampness that clung to the fabric and the inviting warmth that lay beneath it.
“Oh, Jesus,” Daniel moaned piteously as he felt his cock throb in his pants, his eyes squeezing shut once again as he tried to fight off the powerful wave of arousal that rushed through him at the feel of Alexis’s wetness. He could feel himself getting harder by the second and he knew from the way her eyes were on him that she could see it too, that she knew just what affect her body and scent and touch were having on him no matter how much he protested.
“We can’t,” Daniel said trying to put a stop to things. He wasn’t able to just give in to what was happening between them without a fight. “You’re my … well, I’m your brot … brother,” he went on, his voice catching as Alexis adeptly undid his fly and slipped her fingers into his pants running them along the shaft of his penis, thin boxer briefs the only thing separating his bro … sister’s hand from his naked flesh.
“But we can, Danny,” Alexis said breathily, her hand in constant motion. “Finally, now that you want me too,” she continued reaching up with her free hand to draw the thin spaghetti strap of her dress down over her shoulder, brushing the side of the dress down until her breast was free and then reaching out to grasp Daniel’s hand bringing it up to cover her breast, sighing contentedly as his palm brushed over her already hard nipple. “The moment you saw me, as I really am, as I was meant to be, you wanted me,” Alexis went on, biting her bottom lip momentarily as Daniel began to move his hand caressing the soft, fleshy mounds she had worked so hard to get. “I saw you as I walked the runway, your eyes on my body … enthralled,” she went on kicking off her shoes as she continued to caress Daniel and enjoy his tentative touch.
Daniel’s breathing quickened, his eyes moving from Alexis’s lips, to her throat, and down to her chest, to the soft, pale white breast in his hand, and the other one still partially hidden by her dress, her nipple pressing against the material calling to him, making him wet his lips in anticipation.
He wanted to deny what she was saying. He wanted to say that as soon as he had seen that “Tia” tattoo and learned that the stunning creature he had been hitting on was his brother that any lingering desire he’d had upon first seeing her had evaporated into nothingness.
But it hadn’t.
If anything the desire had gotten worse since Fashion Week, since Alexis had strolled into Mode and fully immersed herself back into his life. He watched her moving through the halls in form fitting skirts and had to force his eyes away from her repeating “she’s your brother, she’s your brother, she’s your brother” in his head to chase away thoughts of bending her over a desk and pushing her skirt up over her hips to see if her ass was as perfect as it looked. And it wasn’t just the sight of her that tempted him, but also her voice and her touch. It was the way “Danny” fell tripping off of her full lips with a gentle smile, the way she would drape her arm over his shoulder like she used to before when she was Alex. It was how she would lean over and whisper into his ear, the soft curves of her body pressing against him in a way that had always led to sweat and nudity in the past. It was the playful way she would wink at him, or loop her arm through his as they walked down the hallway, and how she would kiss his cheek or stroke his arm in some kind of approximation of a sisterly greeting.
All of these things, all of the time, day after day had just made him want her more.
“I don’t want to want you,” Daniel breathed out his voice pained as Alexis managed to slip his cock between his open fly, freeing his hard on and letting it stand proud in the open air, the tip already glistening with pre-cum juice.
“I know,” Alexis said tenderly, gently running her fingers over the head of Daniel’s cock, trailing her slick fingers teasingly down his shaft moments later. “Believe me, I understand,” she continued slowly reaching between her legs with her free hand stroking herself through her panties. “I also know it won’t go away, Danny,” she went on slowly sliding down onto the floor. “Yield, Danny. Please. Give us both what we want.”
Daniel looked between his legs to where Alexis had insinuated herself. Her eyes were on his watching him intently, and while her hand was still stroking him she hadn’t made an effort to step up her motions. They had already crossed lines that they both knew shouldn’t be crossed, but they still had yet to turn around and stamp the line out, kicking dust over it until it was like it had never existed. But they were close, so close to annihilating the line. All he had to do was …
Daniel nodded his head, holding onto Alexis’s gaze, his breath hitching as he saw a small smile appear on her lips before he closed his eyes and tilted his head back against the back of the couch.
Yielding was bad, yielding was wrong; he knew it was, but he wanted it … he wanted her, and he’d never been very good at controlling himself. It was a weakness he and Alex had always shared. And as Daniel felt a tongue stroke the length of his hardness and a moment after that felt lips wrap around him and begin to suck in the most delicious way, his hips jerking in response to the warm mouth surrounding his cock, he knew that it was a weakness he and Alexis would continue to share, and that yielding was something he was going to become very familiar with.
The End
Title: Yield
Author:
fembuckFandom: Ugly Betty
Pairing: Daniel Meade/Alexis Meade
Rating: hard R
Warning: Maedecest, PWP
Words: 1369
Summary: It's been almost a month since Daniel's brother, Alex, returned from the dead and as a woman, Alexis. Now, Daniel is having trouble dealing with the fact that his brother is an extremely good looking woman that he finds hims growing more and more attracted to every day.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these characters, I’m just borrowing them.
iLevel: Daniel Meade/Alexis Meade, siblings, full
Daniel squeezed his eyes shut, his breath hitching as Alexis took his hand and placed it on her bare knee, just below the helm of her dress.
“I’m not that monstrous am I?” Alexis said softly, not guiding Daniel’s hand any higher but not removing it from her leg either.
“No,” Daniel said automatically his eyes opening and falling upon Alexis’s face. “You’re beautiful,” he continued softly, his eyes tracing her strong features and full, pink lips reverently before he shook his head minutely and looked away once again.
“I *know* you say that to all the girls,” Alexis responded, her lips turning up in a mischievous smile as she spoke, the hand she had resting on top of Daniel’s leading his once more, guiding it under the edge of her dress and further up her thigh. “But think you mean it.”
“Why are you …” Daniel started, stopping a moment later to take a deep breath as he fought his bodies reaction to the smooth, warm, soft skin that his hand was caressing. “What are you doing?” he finally managed to choke out a moment later, though he had been seduced enough times to know exactly what was going on. “I don’t …” he went on, his voice catching more as Alexis moved his hand high enough up her thigh that his fingers brushed warm, damp, lace panties. “…I don’t want this,” Daniel managed to continue his hand shaking under Alexis’s before he very weakly tried to withdraw it.
“You’re lying, Danny,” Alexis said softly, her hand tightening on Daniel’s keeping it in place on her leg as her eyes dropped to Daniel’s lap. “But our bodies always tell the truth,” Alexis continued sighing as she forced Daniel’s hand towards the apex of her thighs, pressing his palm firmly against the panties his fingers had brushed earlier, forcing him to feel the dampness that clung to the fabric and the inviting warmth that lay beneath it.
“Oh, Jesus,” Daniel moaned piteously as he felt his cock throb in his pants, his eyes squeezing shut once again as he tried to fight off the powerful wave of arousal that rushed through him at the feel of Alexis’s wetness. He could feel himself getting harder by the second and he knew from the way her eyes were on him that she could see it too, that she knew just what affect her body and scent and touch were having on him no matter how much he protested.
“We can’t,” Daniel said trying to put a stop to things. He wasn’t able to just give in to what was happening between them without a fight. “You’re my … well, I’m your brot … brother,” he went on, his voice catching as Alexis adeptly undid his fly and slipped her fingers into his pants running them along the shaft of his penis, thin boxer briefs the only thing separating his bro … sister’s hand from his naked flesh.
“But we can, Danny,” Alexis said breathily, her hand in constant motion. “Finally, now that you want me too,” she continued reaching up with her free hand to draw the thin spaghetti strap of her dress down over her shoulder, brushing the side of the dress down until her breast was free and then reaching out to grasp Daniel’s hand bringing it up to cover her breast, sighing contentedly as his palm brushed over her already hard nipple. “The moment you saw me, as I really am, as I was meant to be, you wanted me,” Alexis went on, biting her bottom lip momentarily as Daniel began to move his hand caressing the soft, fleshy mounds she had worked so hard to get. “I saw you as I walked the runway, your eyes on my body … enthralled,” she went on kicking off her shoes as she continued to caress Daniel and enjoy his tentative touch.
Daniel’s breathing quickened, his eyes moving from Alexis’s lips, to her throat, and down to her chest, to the soft, pale white breast in his hand, and the other one still partially hidden by her dress, her nipple pressing against the material calling to him, making him wet his lips in anticipation.
He wanted to deny what she was saying. He wanted to say that as soon as he had seen that “Tia” tattoo and learned that the stunning creature he had been hitting on was his brother that any lingering desire he’d had upon first seeing her had evaporated into nothingness.
But it hadn’t.
If anything the desire had gotten worse since Fashion Week, since Alexis had strolled into Mode and fully immersed herself back into his life. He watched her moving through the halls in form fitting skirts and had to force his eyes away from her repeating “she’s your brother, she’s your brother, she’s your brother” in his head to chase away thoughts of bending her over a desk and pushing her skirt up over her hips to see if her ass was as perfect as it looked. And it wasn’t just the sight of her that tempted him, but also her voice and her touch. It was the way “Danny” fell tripping off of her full lips with a gentle smile, the way she would drape her arm over his shoulder like she used to before when she was Alex. It was how she would lean over and whisper into his ear, the soft curves of her body pressing against him in a way that had always led to sweat and nudity in the past. It was the playful way she would wink at him, or loop her arm through his as they walked down the hallway, and how she would kiss his cheek or stroke his arm in some kind of approximation of a sisterly greeting.
All of these things, all of the time, day after day had just made him want her more.
“I don’t want to want you,” Daniel breathed out his voice pained as Alexis managed to slip his cock between his open fly, freeing his hard on and letting it stand proud in the open air, the tip already glistening with pre-cum juice.
“I know,” Alexis said tenderly, gently running her fingers over the head of Daniel’s cock, trailing her slick fingers teasingly down his shaft moments later. “Believe me, I understand,” she continued slowly reaching between her legs with her free hand stroking herself through her panties. “I also know it won’t go away, Danny,” she went on slowly sliding down onto the floor. “Yield, Danny. Please. Give us both what we want.”
Daniel looked between his legs to where Alexis had insinuated herself. Her eyes were on his watching him intently, and while her hand was still stroking him she hadn’t made an effort to step up her motions. They had already crossed lines that they both knew shouldn’t be crossed, but they still had yet to turn around and stamp the line out, kicking dust over it until it was like it had never existed. But they were close, so close to annihilating the line. All he had to do was …
Daniel nodded his head, holding onto Alexis’s gaze, his breath hitching as he saw a small smile appear on her lips before he closed his eyes and tilted his head back against the back of the couch.
Yielding was bad, yielding was wrong; he knew it was, but he wanted it … he wanted her, and he’d never been very good at controlling himself. It was a weakness he and Alex had always shared. And as Daniel felt a tongue stroke the length of his hardness and a moment after that felt lips wrap around him and begin to suck in the most delicious way, his hips jerking in response to the warm mouth surrounding his cock, he knew that it was a weakness he and Alexis would continue to share, and that yielding was something he was going to become very familiar with.
The End
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Date: 2007-02-04 11:58 pm (UTC)Apparently that's what I like in my fictional pairing! Awww, inappropriate flirting and sexin', you're the best.
The show itself is pretty good as well. Very funny with lots of clever one liners and zingers:
"She's a model. Shiny thing confuse her!"
"Oprah told me I need to take control of my life. And then Dr. Phil told me that I need to take on a challenge. And then Rachael Ray made a pie."
"You'll be my seeing-eye-gay"
"Heidi Klum and Seal (gasp) and baby Seal"
"I'll get you, Fabia--and your little dog too!"
"Crazy in roadkill, two o'clock!"
"Mantasy Island"
Amanda: Mischa Barton just knocked over Kate Bosworth! Marc: Oh, like that's so hard!
Hilda: My frickin' sister just fired me! Daniel: Mine came back from the dead. And he's hot.
Justin: "I know, I know, 20 feet away from Naomi Campbell at all times." Betty:"For your own good."
Christina to Model, about a Cheerio: "Don't just chew it-eat it!"
I could go on, but it'd basically be the entire script for 1x14. I had gotten out of watching the show for a while, but Rebecca Romijn signing on to play Eric Mabius's bro-sis dragging me back in and I'm glad it did!