Chapter 2 - Rainbow Wincest Story (W.I.P.)

>Dash told you to sit on her bed for a few minutes while she dug her stuff from her closet.
>Her closet was filled to the brim with trinkets, trophies, and otherwise.
>Although subtle, the white silken robe she wore highlighted every cut of her masterfully built body.
>She was undoubtedly one of the most beautiful girls you ever had the privilege to lay eyes upon.
>Someday, you hoped, you would find someone like her.
>Nobody would ever be exactly like Dash, but at least you knew what you found attractive.
> “Found it!”
>You jumped slightly at the sudden noise.
>She tossed two gargantuan duffel bags straight at your feet.
>One good whiff sent your head spinning.
>The rancid stench stung your nose with every breath.
”Dear God, Dash, what died in those?”
>She kicked the bags with her toe, fumbling them around.
> “Nothing died in it!”
>She playfully punched you in the shoulder.
> “I just never got around to cleaning them.”
>She sat next to you on the bed, wrapping her arm around your neck, pulling you close.
>Chuckling, you starting pushing her back slightly.
> “It’s really cool we can finally get out of here and maybe spend some time together, just like the old times.”
”I know! I can’t wait for it!”
>Remembering the past between the both of you brought a smile to your face.
>Ever since you were a child, Dash stuck her neck out for you, and in return, you did the same.
>You both spent countless hours exploring the forest and hills surrounding your old home.
>She was a natural born athlete; destined for glory and greatness.
>Moreover, the endless hours sprinting next to her testified to the fact.
>Dash was impossibly fast, and still was to this day.
>Regardless, the two of you always found joy in danger – the adventure.
>Once, you both found an ancient burial site while exploring.
>It was unlike anything you had seen before: as if, thousands of years of collective imagination had condensed into a single entity.
>According to Dash, the place was probably an underground citadel from a long lost empire.
>Nothing was unexplored; each hall and room meticulously searched for plunder – the sake of adventure!
>Eventually, the both of you discovered what you assumed was the inner sanctum.
>A peculiar object pierced the heart of the room – a monolith surrounded by four pedestals, each with an individual runic tablet upon its face.
>Your backpack was already quite heavy, but Dash insisted and charged forward.
>You followed her.
>Each tablet inscribed a particular runic symbol, individual in its own right.
>Dash took two, as did you.
>As if by script, the entire room shook apart.
>You and Dash barely managed to escape alive that day.
>The entrance to the ruin shook itself apart, collapsing
>Archeologists would have a field day if they discovered that ruin – too bad you got there first.
>Nearly perishing to the crumbling city behind you, Dash wanted to rest for a few minutes – get her bearings in order.
>After several minutes of suffering through an uphill jog, you found a place to rest.
>The view was astonishing; forest and hills stretched as far as the eye could see.
>Hues of orange and red brushed across the sky, accompanied by an aurora of illuminated clouds.
>Dash scooted next to you, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.
>A perfect moment overshadowing the peril encountered moments before.
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>Her voice flowed just as smooth in your mind as it did back then.
> “Anon?”
”Yeah?”
> She paused for precisely three seconds, squeezing you tight.
> “That was quite an adventure, huh?”
>You cackled with laughter at the obviousness of the question.
>Her smile flashed in the corner of your eye.
”Yeah, it was really awesome, Dash!”
>She ran her fingers through your short hair as her breath licked the length of your neck.
>After a few moments of silence, you turned to face her gaze.
>It was of yearning for something you could not quite understand.
>A suppression of emotion cast into a single gaze.
”Dash? Why are you staring at me like –“
>in an instant, her lips conjoined to yours, breaking your speech.
>Despite the lingering taste of sweat, the delicate ambrosia of her lips lured you closer.
>You wrapped your arms around her petite body, tightening the hold.
>What felt like hours rolled by, and Dash eventually broke the kiss.
>You finally opened your eyes, revealing her blush-ridden face.
> “We should probably head back.”
>You never spoke of that incident to anyone.
>It was a closely guarded secret between you and Dash.
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>Life changed after that.
>From the moment you returned home, a peculiar aura hovered around you and Dash.
>Spending time with her held more significance, and you treasured each moment.
>Days lingered onward, and you spent more time with her.
>Until, of course, the anticipated news came clamoring into your ears.
>Your mother had finally managed to score a job in the big city – a dream come true.
>She was so excited; as was your father, but you knew what moving meant.
>And so, your hours of adventuring through the forest ended, passing away with the winds of change.
>The new city was hard to adjust to at first, but you managed somehow.
>You think the tablets were somewhere up in the attic.
>Your relationship with Dash gradually drifted away once you moved.
>Dash’s athleticism gained tremendous reputation far quicker than you ever anticipated.
>The spirit that once held you both together faded, leaving you to your own labors.
>Although you still managed to stay close over the years, the constant flow of your lives battled that connection.
>Perhaps a vacation would set everything straight again.
>You missed the tight connection with her.
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