"The First Five Times", Tony/Effy, NC-17
I love it when fics come out of nowhere. This just kind of came to me. Usually I plan them out in my head for days.
Title: The First Five Times
Author: likecharity
Pairing: Tony/Effy
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest
Summary: The first five times Tony and Effy slept together.
A/N: Based on the song ‘The First Five Times’ by Stars, lyrics here. (I always use songmeanings.net for lyrics, haha, I don't know why - less popups I guess.)
First
Their first time isn’t just their first time together, it’s their first time full stop. Their Mum and Dad are out late at some dinner party or other, and Tony’s been left to ‘babysit’. He nicks a bottle of vodka from the kitchen and he and Effy go and sit outside because it’s summer and it’s still light out. They have to drag the dining room chairs out on the back lawn due to a lack of garden furniture, which looks ridiculous but it does the job. They start out drinking the vodka from wine glasses but before long they’re drinking from the bottle, passing it back and forth between them. Tony’s impressed that his little sister can drink the vodka straight - it took him years to be able to do that - and he’s pleased to discover that the more she drinks, the more she speaks.
They talk about when they were little - the time when Effy was seven and she persuaded Tony to try on her school dress and Dad walked in and went mental, and much more recent time when Effy walked in on Tony wanking. Effy’s the one who reminds Tony of the time when they were kids and they licked each other’s tongues just to see what it felt like. Her words are slurred and sleepy, but she’s bright and animated and plays back the childhood memories in crystal clear detail as though they happened yesterday. When they run out of vodka, Tony has to break into his own stash of alcohol, and they share some horrific aniseed stuff that Sid bought him ages ago when he went to Germany. Effy spits out her first mouthful in disgust, and Tony calls her a wimp and jabs his fingers in her sides. She shrieks, grabbing him by the waist and tackling him to the ground. They wrestle on the lawn as the daylight begins to fade and the midges start flitting around them, and Tony doesn’t want to initiate the kiss but he has no problem letting Effy lift her head up off the grass and press her lips against his.
It begins to rain around this point. Spits at first - a cool, light summer rain sprinkling over them as they kiss and touch feverishly and wordlessly on the grass. Before long it’s pouring, and they grab the plastic sheeting their Mum used to use for camping, and throw it over the chairs as a makeshift tent. It doesn’t occur to them to go inside, and that’s where it happens, underneath the plastic sheeting in the back garden in the rain. Effy’s skirt is hitched up around her waist, her knickers pulled down to her ankles, and Tony just yanks his trousers and boxers down to his knees. His hands slip under her shirt and hers travel all over his body, and when Tony first pushes into her it’s not as awkward as they expect, though Effy lets out a little moan of pain. Tony gasps out “Sorry,” and she wraps her arms around him, and when she drunkenly whispers “Big brother…” they only giggle together and sink back into another kiss. Effy’s damp and dirty feet press into the grass, her toes curling as she comes, and Tony chants her name.
Second
The second time is at a party of Michelle’s, and Effy comes along because their Mum and Dad won’t let Tony leave her alone in the house. It’s a compromise of sorts. His friends are civil to Effy, but not particularly friendly, and Tony figures they think she’s rude. He tries to explain why she doesn’t speak much, but gives up when he realises even he’s not certain of the reason. Michelle is not quite Tony’s girlfriend yet, and he takes great pleasure in seeing the confusion on her face when he doesn’t spend time with her, choosing instead to talk to Effy or help her to more drinks or show her where the bathroom is. But soon Michelle’s the one paying attention to Effy - she offers her some of the spliff she’s rolling, lends her a top, lets her pick the music on the CD player. Tony’s not sure if he wants them spending time together, but he doesn’t know which girl to drag away. He leaves them to it, reluctantly, and finds himself wishing he could spend more time with his sister. He gets his chance later on in the night when Chris suggests playing some form of hide ‘n’ seek, and Effy is one of the people chosen to hide. Tony heads straight for the cupboard under the stairs, because when they were little and played hide ‘n’ seek at Gramma’s house, that’s where she hid every single time.
Sure enough he sees her there when he slips inside and tugs on the cord hanging by the door, flooding the little room in a flickering yellow light. She pulls him towards her and they fall down together on the bare mattress in the corner, lips frantically meeting and moving and her fishnet-clad legs wrapping around his hips. He says, half-heartedly, “Effy, we can’t,” and she doesn’t say a thing. He kisses her anyway, unable to stop himself. Effy struggles out of her tights and knickers and finds the condom in Tony’s wallet. She sees he’s hard already when she releases his cock, and she grins at him. He’s not as drunk as he was the first time and everything seems clearer, and therefore stranger. She guides him between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock against her slick cunt, and he thinks of Michelle upstairs and finds he doesn’t feel guilty. A voice somewhere inside his head hisses you’re fucking your sister but he hushes it, pressing his face into her neck and smelling home.
She whispers some poetry to him as they fuck, delicately curling her fingers around his head and running them through his hair. He doesn’t know it - doesn’t know if maybe it’s her own - but he listens, thrusting into her, feeling her clench around him. He wonders if when he does this with Michelle, it’ll be any different. He can’t imagine it being any better. When he comes they dress again quickly, hurrying out, but it appears nobody has even noticed their absence. Chris wants Effy to smoke some more weed with them, and as she disappears out into the garden, Tony finds himself worrying about her in an unsettlingly familiar big-brother way. Michelle turns up at his side, links her hand in his and leads him upstairs, and while she doesn’t know it, gives him something to compare his sister to. He thinks of Effy the whole time, watching her standing with the guys on the street through Michelle’s window. She laughs and passes the joint around, and Michelle asks if he wants to do this again.
Third
The third time is a long time after the second. Tony tells Effy about Michelle and recieves a slap in the face for it. She refuses to even acknowledge his existance for several weeks, and he finds it odd that this is so painful and obvious, when she barely speaks to him usually anyway. She begins to skip school, and sneak out of the house at night, and Tony asks her what will it take to make you forgive me? And that’s how he ends up covering for her day after day, night after night. They develop a careful, precise routine, in which he slips on one of her socks and climbs into her bed every night she’s out, just in case Mum and Dad should check on her. He washes the clothes she wears on these nights out, so that Mum and Dad don’t see. He distracts his parents in the morning so that she can creep back into her room and dress for school, when she’s stayed out all night. And slowly, slowly, he is forgiven.
The third time is horrific, the third time is intense. The third time would legally be considered rape. The third time is in an abandoned house in a part of town neither of them knows, and Effy is unconscious and Tony is trying to save her life. Josh drags Effy towards the door of the room, and she lays there, slumped like a ragdoll against the frame. Josh wanks him off as he kneels before her, ‘getting him ready’, and he talks about the boy Spencer and how he’s fucked her before. It makes Tony want to throw up. He doesn’t know how he’d act if he’d never had sex with Effy before, but the idea of doing it now makes him sick enough to appear innocent. Josh turns on all the bright lights in the room so Tony has to close his eyes not to see her beautiful, immobile face, and sparks lurch and dance sickeningly behind his lids. Josh wants Spencer to watch, he calls him ‘Effy’s man’, and Tony doesn’t know if he’ll ever recover.
People pass the doorway, off their heads on dozens of drugs, and their whoops and cheers ring in Tony’s ears. By Josh’s request, he comes into Spencer’s hands, and his mind says freakshow and he calls himself a hypocrite. In seconds he’s pulling up his boxers, scooping Effy into his hands and fleeing from the room. The hallways are dark and the rooms glow in alien, rainbow colours. He strokes Effy’s hair and whispers nonsense to her, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. She’s safe in the end, lying black and blue on a hospital bed, and when she wakes he doesn’t know if she knows. He doesn’t know if he should tell her and chooses to erase the night from his memory, but it’s easier said than done. She kisses him with cold chapped lips, and thanks him with her bright and grateful eyes, and he makes up a story to tell her and anybody else who asks. From that night on, he decides, the story is the truth. He almost had to do it, but Josh took pity on him and let them go. When he tells her this, Effy frowns in concentration and asks “But you would have done it, yeah? To save my life?” and for once, it’s Tony who is rendered speechless.
Fourth
The fourth time is on the living room sofa when she comes back from her first day at the new school. She storms into the house, slamming the door behind her, and finds Tony in the living room. She bursts into floods of tears immediately and though he gets no reason why, he guesses the two are connected and promises he’ll beat up every wanker who says a single mean thing to her. She stops crying, and with leftover tears and mascara down her cheeks, kisses him passionately. Their parents aren’t back for a while and neither of them can bear to move, so they have sex there on the sofa while the TV plays reruns of That 70’s Show at them, utterly ignored. Her school uniform is tossed onto the carpet - tie, pristine white blouse, pleated skirt, little black ankle-socks and flat buckle shoes. Bright pink knickers and a striped bra are added to the pile, and Tony’s clothes are soon to follow. Naked, Effy stands to draw the curtains, and then they are tangled up together on the sofa, thrusting and pushing, Effy making little incoherent whimpers in Tony’s ear.
Her hair comes loose from her plait, and Tony stares at her, mesmerised. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her cheeks are flushed pink, and Tony thinks maybe finding your sister so incredibly beautiful probably makes you vain in some way. He doesn’t care; he knows he’s vain anyway. He smiles at her even though she can’t see him. Her nails gently scratch his back as he chokes out that he’s close, and then he’s there and there’s the sound of a car pulling up outside.
They throw on whatever clothes they can reach at lightning speed, and Effy, half-dressed, pulls the curtains back open again. “That’s that,” Tony says as they hear footsteps up the front path. “We’ve agreed to give each other everything.” Effy turns and smiles, a little bemused, at him, as she smoothes down her fraying plait. Tony tucks a stray hair behind the shell of her ear. Keys jangle and turn outside the window. The front door creaks and shuts. Their Mum calls their names, enters the room, kisses them both on the head and then leaves the room again, completely oblivious. Tony turns back to his sister and whispers “Just one more thing?” She grins widely, mouths ‘anything’. He grins back, says, “Let’s keep doing that forever.”
Fifth
The fifth time is in Effy’s bedroom just before they leave to look for Sid. Tony goes into her bedroom to ask if she’s ready, and she is standing there naked by the bed. He tells her, “We’ve got to go help Sid,” but there’s no real question there, so he pulls his top over his head and unzips his jeans and joins her on the bed. She sucks him first, and he can tell she’s never done it before because her teeth sort of scrape a little bit and it’s clumsy. Even so, she’s so enthusiastic and she looks up at him with her eyes narrowed and seductive that he has to stop her before he comes too soon.
She runs both hands across his chest and then, legs wide open, lowers herself down onto his cock, tossing her head back further and moaning louder the deeper it goes. She rides him, and Tony watches her in awe, thinking she has complete control of me as he watches her breasts bounce in the rhythm, covered in a sheen of sweat. “I’ll never leave you Effy,” he breathes, steadying his hands on her churning hips. “Never, never.”
She cries out loud as they come together, and curls up next to him. Tony runs his hands through his hair, all thoughts of Sid having totally vanished from his mind. Effy turns onto her side and leans upon her elbow. “Tony, I think this-” she begins, then stops herself and instead leans in to kiss him. He grabs her wrist, perhaps a little too tightly, and she moves back in surprise. “I know, I know, I know,” he says. “I feel the same as you.”
Title: The First Five Times
Author: likecharity
Pairing: Tony/Effy
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest
Summary: The first five times Tony and Effy slept together.
A/N: Based on the song ‘The First Five Times’ by Stars, lyrics here. (I always use songmeanings.net for lyrics, haha, I don't know why - less popups I guess.)
First
Their first time isn’t just their first time together, it’s their first time full stop. Their Mum and Dad are out late at some dinner party or other, and Tony’s been left to ‘babysit’. He nicks a bottle of vodka from the kitchen and he and Effy go and sit outside because it’s summer and it’s still light out. They have to drag the dining room chairs out on the back lawn due to a lack of garden furniture, which looks ridiculous but it does the job. They start out drinking the vodka from wine glasses but before long they’re drinking from the bottle, passing it back and forth between them. Tony’s impressed that his little sister can drink the vodka straight - it took him years to be able to do that - and he’s pleased to discover that the more she drinks, the more she speaks.
They talk about when they were little - the time when Effy was seven and she persuaded Tony to try on her school dress and Dad walked in and went mental, and much more recent time when Effy walked in on Tony wanking. Effy’s the one who reminds Tony of the time when they were kids and they licked each other’s tongues just to see what it felt like. Her words are slurred and sleepy, but she’s bright and animated and plays back the childhood memories in crystal clear detail as though they happened yesterday. When they run out of vodka, Tony has to break into his own stash of alcohol, and they share some horrific aniseed stuff that Sid bought him ages ago when he went to Germany. Effy spits out her first mouthful in disgust, and Tony calls her a wimp and jabs his fingers in her sides. She shrieks, grabbing him by the waist and tackling him to the ground. They wrestle on the lawn as the daylight begins to fade and the midges start flitting around them, and Tony doesn’t want to initiate the kiss but he has no problem letting Effy lift her head up off the grass and press her lips against his.
It begins to rain around this point. Spits at first - a cool, light summer rain sprinkling over them as they kiss and touch feverishly and wordlessly on the grass. Before long it’s pouring, and they grab the plastic sheeting their Mum used to use for camping, and throw it over the chairs as a makeshift tent. It doesn’t occur to them to go inside, and that’s where it happens, underneath the plastic sheeting in the back garden in the rain. Effy’s skirt is hitched up around her waist, her knickers pulled down to her ankles, and Tony just yanks his trousers and boxers down to his knees. His hands slip under her shirt and hers travel all over his body, and when Tony first pushes into her it’s not as awkward as they expect, though Effy lets out a little moan of pain. Tony gasps out “Sorry,” and she wraps her arms around him, and when she drunkenly whispers “Big brother…” they only giggle together and sink back into another kiss. Effy’s damp and dirty feet press into the grass, her toes curling as she comes, and Tony chants her name.
Second
The second time is at a party of Michelle’s, and Effy comes along because their Mum and Dad won’t let Tony leave her alone in the house. It’s a compromise of sorts. His friends are civil to Effy, but not particularly friendly, and Tony figures they think she’s rude. He tries to explain why she doesn’t speak much, but gives up when he realises even he’s not certain of the reason. Michelle is not quite Tony’s girlfriend yet, and he takes great pleasure in seeing the confusion on her face when he doesn’t spend time with her, choosing instead to talk to Effy or help her to more drinks or show her where the bathroom is. But soon Michelle’s the one paying attention to Effy - she offers her some of the spliff she’s rolling, lends her a top, lets her pick the music on the CD player. Tony’s not sure if he wants them spending time together, but he doesn’t know which girl to drag away. He leaves them to it, reluctantly, and finds himself wishing he could spend more time with his sister. He gets his chance later on in the night when Chris suggests playing some form of hide ‘n’ seek, and Effy is one of the people chosen to hide. Tony heads straight for the cupboard under the stairs, because when they were little and played hide ‘n’ seek at Gramma’s house, that’s where she hid every single time.
Sure enough he sees her there when he slips inside and tugs on the cord hanging by the door, flooding the little room in a flickering yellow light. She pulls him towards her and they fall down together on the bare mattress in the corner, lips frantically meeting and moving and her fishnet-clad legs wrapping around his hips. He says, half-heartedly, “Effy, we can’t,” and she doesn’t say a thing. He kisses her anyway, unable to stop himself. Effy struggles out of her tights and knickers and finds the condom in Tony’s wallet. She sees he’s hard already when she releases his cock, and she grins at him. He’s not as drunk as he was the first time and everything seems clearer, and therefore stranger. She guides him between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock against her slick cunt, and he thinks of Michelle upstairs and finds he doesn’t feel guilty. A voice somewhere inside his head hisses you’re fucking your sister but he hushes it, pressing his face into her neck and smelling home.
She whispers some poetry to him as they fuck, delicately curling her fingers around his head and running them through his hair. He doesn’t know it - doesn’t know if maybe it’s her own - but he listens, thrusting into her, feeling her clench around him. He wonders if when he does this with Michelle, it’ll be any different. He can’t imagine it being any better. When he comes they dress again quickly, hurrying out, but it appears nobody has even noticed their absence. Chris wants Effy to smoke some more weed with them, and as she disappears out into the garden, Tony finds himself worrying about her in an unsettlingly familiar big-brother way. Michelle turns up at his side, links her hand in his and leads him upstairs, and while she doesn’t know it, gives him something to compare his sister to. He thinks of Effy the whole time, watching her standing with the guys on the street through Michelle’s window. She laughs and passes the joint around, and Michelle asks if he wants to do this again.
Third
The third time is a long time after the second. Tony tells Effy about Michelle and recieves a slap in the face for it. She refuses to even acknowledge his existance for several weeks, and he finds it odd that this is so painful and obvious, when she barely speaks to him usually anyway. She begins to skip school, and sneak out of the house at night, and Tony asks her what will it take to make you forgive me? And that’s how he ends up covering for her day after day, night after night. They develop a careful, precise routine, in which he slips on one of her socks and climbs into her bed every night she’s out, just in case Mum and Dad should check on her. He washes the clothes she wears on these nights out, so that Mum and Dad don’t see. He distracts his parents in the morning so that she can creep back into her room and dress for school, when she’s stayed out all night. And slowly, slowly, he is forgiven.
The third time is horrific, the third time is intense. The third time would legally be considered rape. The third time is in an abandoned house in a part of town neither of them knows, and Effy is unconscious and Tony is trying to save her life. Josh drags Effy towards the door of the room, and she lays there, slumped like a ragdoll against the frame. Josh wanks him off as he kneels before her, ‘getting him ready’, and he talks about the boy Spencer and how he’s fucked her before. It makes Tony want to throw up. He doesn’t know how he’d act if he’d never had sex with Effy before, but the idea of doing it now makes him sick enough to appear innocent. Josh turns on all the bright lights in the room so Tony has to close his eyes not to see her beautiful, immobile face, and sparks lurch and dance sickeningly behind his lids. Josh wants Spencer to watch, he calls him ‘Effy’s man’, and Tony doesn’t know if he’ll ever recover.
People pass the doorway, off their heads on dozens of drugs, and their whoops and cheers ring in Tony’s ears. By Josh’s request, he comes into Spencer’s hands, and his mind says freakshow and he calls himself a hypocrite. In seconds he’s pulling up his boxers, scooping Effy into his hands and fleeing from the room. The hallways are dark and the rooms glow in alien, rainbow colours. He strokes Effy’s hair and whispers nonsense to her, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. She’s safe in the end, lying black and blue on a hospital bed, and when she wakes he doesn’t know if she knows. He doesn’t know if he should tell her and chooses to erase the night from his memory, but it’s easier said than done. She kisses him with cold chapped lips, and thanks him with her bright and grateful eyes, and he makes up a story to tell her and anybody else who asks. From that night on, he decides, the story is the truth. He almost had to do it, but Josh took pity on him and let them go. When he tells her this, Effy frowns in concentration and asks “But you would have done it, yeah? To save my life?” and for once, it’s Tony who is rendered speechless.
Fourth
The fourth time is on the living room sofa when she comes back from her first day at the new school. She storms into the house, slamming the door behind her, and finds Tony in the living room. She bursts into floods of tears immediately and though he gets no reason why, he guesses the two are connected and promises he’ll beat up every wanker who says a single mean thing to her. She stops crying, and with leftover tears and mascara down her cheeks, kisses him passionately. Their parents aren’t back for a while and neither of them can bear to move, so they have sex there on the sofa while the TV plays reruns of That 70’s Show at them, utterly ignored. Her school uniform is tossed onto the carpet - tie, pristine white blouse, pleated skirt, little black ankle-socks and flat buckle shoes. Bright pink knickers and a striped bra are added to the pile, and Tony’s clothes are soon to follow. Naked, Effy stands to draw the curtains, and then they are tangled up together on the sofa, thrusting and pushing, Effy making little incoherent whimpers in Tony’s ear.
Her hair comes loose from her plait, and Tony stares at her, mesmerised. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her cheeks are flushed pink, and Tony thinks maybe finding your sister so incredibly beautiful probably makes you vain in some way. He doesn’t care; he knows he’s vain anyway. He smiles at her even though she can’t see him. Her nails gently scratch his back as he chokes out that he’s close, and then he’s there and there’s the sound of a car pulling up outside.
They throw on whatever clothes they can reach at lightning speed, and Effy, half-dressed, pulls the curtains back open again. “That’s that,” Tony says as they hear footsteps up the front path. “We’ve agreed to give each other everything.” Effy turns and smiles, a little bemused, at him, as she smoothes down her fraying plait. Tony tucks a stray hair behind the shell of her ear. Keys jangle and turn outside the window. The front door creaks and shuts. Their Mum calls their names, enters the room, kisses them both on the head and then leaves the room again, completely oblivious. Tony turns back to his sister and whispers “Just one more thing?” She grins widely, mouths ‘anything’. He grins back, says, “Let’s keep doing that forever.”
Fifth
The fifth time is in Effy’s bedroom just before they leave to look for Sid. Tony goes into her bedroom to ask if she’s ready, and she is standing there naked by the bed. He tells her, “We’ve got to go help Sid,” but there’s no real question there, so he pulls his top over his head and unzips his jeans and joins her on the bed. She sucks him first, and he can tell she’s never done it before because her teeth sort of scrape a little bit and it’s clumsy. Even so, she’s so enthusiastic and she looks up at him with her eyes narrowed and seductive that he has to stop her before he comes too soon.
She runs both hands across his chest and then, legs wide open, lowers herself down onto his cock, tossing her head back further and moaning louder the deeper it goes. She rides him, and Tony watches her in awe, thinking she has complete control of me as he watches her breasts bounce in the rhythm, covered in a sheen of sweat. “I’ll never leave you Effy,” he breathes, steadying his hands on her churning hips. “Never, never.”
She cries out loud as they come together, and curls up next to him. Tony runs his hands through his hair, all thoughts of Sid having totally vanished from his mind. Effy turns onto her side and leans upon her elbow. “Tony, I think this-” she begins, then stops herself and instead leans in to kiss him. He grabs her wrist, perhaps a little too tightly, and she moves back in surprise. “I know, I know, I know,” he says. “I feel the same as you.”