Aftermath.

For a moment, silence reigns in the tent. All of us hold our breaths, each waiting for the penny to drop and for the shouting to start. I’m not the only one who jumps as, from outside the tent, we hear Lisa speak. “Everything good in there? You’ve forgotten to close the tent flap.” ‘Here it is,’ I think, trying to swallow past the lump in my throat, ‘the moment where things get complicated.’

Ash breaths in deeply through her nose in an attempt to steady herself, but turns crimson as the scent of our passion fills her nostrils. Ash’s eyes dart around Em and I, taking in the scene in all its profane glory. Em and I cringe as Ash opens her mouth, convinced that the accusations and condemnations are about to fly. Instead, in a deceptively level tone, Ash says, “Oh whoops, thanks Lisa, I’m letting all the heat out.” Em and I share a look of confusion as Ash turns and zips up the tent flap, shutting herself inside with us.

Whilst her back is turned, Em and I disentangle from each other. I share a worried glance with my partner in crime, the seriousness of the situation only detracted from somewhat as I realise Em is only looking worried out of one eye. The other? Let’s just say she is liberally coated and leave it at that. Emily thanks me with a silent nod as I fire off a burst of cleaning magic, getting rid of the worst of the evidence.

By the time Ash turns back to us, crossing her arms over her slender chest, Em and I are kneeling side by side, contrite as two people could be in such circumstances. Ash paces back and forth, muttering inaudibly to herself, before she sharply turns, standing over us and regarding us both. She sighs, then says, “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you two, I really don’t.”

The tent falls silent again. Still reeling from getting caught, my mind is a jumble. What does one say in a situation like this? I glance up at Ash, desperately searching for something to say, or at the very least wishing to gauge her reaction. Her eyes flick up to meet mine. Clearly flustered behind her stern expression, she turns her glare on Em. My mind latches onto a single fact in that moment as I subconsciously relax. I had just caught her staring at my cock, and I had seen her expression for the split second before she hid it, which sure as hell hadn’t been a look of disgust. I hang my head, then, careful to be subtle about it, I watch my twin sister out of the corner of my eye.

“Why, you guys? You guys are brother and sister, doesn’t it feel wrong? What would people think if they found out? What about Mum and Lisa? Did you consider what would change if they knew you guys crossed this line? What if things don’t work out, what then? Do you expect things just to go back to normal after this?” Beside me I feel Em flinch at every question, Ash’s words landing like hammer blows.

These were big questions, and the ramifications of any answers were huge. Despite that, her words didn’t carry the same weight for me as they obviously did for Emily. The moment that I had dipped my head, Ash had furtively glanced in my direction. As soon as she had determined (incorrectly) that she was no longer being watched, she returned to what she had been doing before I had looked up, checking me out. ‘And not just me…’ I had realised, as, halfway through her questions, her gaze had shifted over to Emily, taking in her bare breasts, before shifting downwards towards her cleanly shaven pussy.

Ash glances between us, clearing awaiting an answer to at least one of her questions. Schooling my features into a poker-face, I say, “Are those questions for us, or for yourself?” I have to suppress the grin that tries to form as both women turn and gawp at me, Ash’s mouth opening and closing soundlessly.

I knew on an intellectual level I should probably be taking this situation much more seriously, and in fact this time last night I probably would've been shitting bricks. That was then, though. Since then, my body, mind, and soul had been transformed on a fundamental level, and one of those changes was an increase in my resistance to fear. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, egging me onwards.

Ash, who has just about got her wits back together after my unexpected statement, freezes as I clamber to my feet in front of her, making no effort to cover my nakedness. A wolfish smile plastered firmly across my face, I reach out, tilting her chin up with a finger until she meets my gaze as I say, “My eyes are up here.” She swallows past the rapidly forming lump in her throat, then stutters, “A-A-Adam! W-W-W-Whaaaa?!?” My smile turns gentle as I cup the side of her face, stroking her cheek with my thumb. In a soothing voice, I say, “I know you’ve got doubts. Hell, I was where you are a couple of days ago, but I’m going to do my best to address them, okay?”

I sigh a small sigh of relief, as, instead of pulling away, Ash nods. I turn back to where Em crouches, nervously wringing her hands in her lap. I smile down at her, then say, “you need to be part of this conversation too, ok? It’ll help things along to hear things from your point of view.” Sensing the seriousness of my tone, Emily sighs, then nods her assent.

“Good, well, we may as well get comfortable.” I reach for Ash’s hand, then sit, pulling her down next to us. Emily glances between us, an uncertain look on her face as she glances between Ash and I. “Are… are we really going to talk about this?” I smile reassuring at her as I explain, “we need to clear the air, get this out in the open. I know its scary, but the sooner we talk about this like adults, the better it’ll be for all of us.”

Em sighs, then nods, not seeming fully convinced but willing to hear me out. ‘It’s a start, at least.’ I glance over to Ash, who is… very studiously not looking at the pair of us? Raising an eyebrow, I ask, “everything ok over there, Ash?” still not looking over at us, she replies, “I appreciate that you two are willing to talk about this, but for the love of god, please put some clothes on!” ‘Oh, errr, right.’ I look down guiltily, realising that the family jewels were still very much living their best lives and throughly enjoying their freedom.

I glance around briefly, searching for my discarded clothes. I see them pooled in a heap in the corner, slightly out of reach, but decide against grabbing them, instead equipping the PJ bottoms I had stowed in my inventory earlier. When I glance up again, Em is rocking a PJ bottoms/Bra combo. Now (mostly) suitably clothed, Ash turns back to look between the two of us before settling on me. “Now, what did you mean by your question?”

It’s not me who answers Ash’s question. Instead, I am surprised when Em pipes up. “It means that you like him just as much as I do, you’re just not ready to admit it yet.” Ash splutters for a moment, then blushes and looks down at her hands clasped in her lap, not contradicting the statement. Hesitantly at first, but quickly gaining momentum, I begin to speak.

“I think I’ve always had a soft spot for the two of you since well before we left earth, I just never admitted it to myself. Even if it was what I wanted deep down, there was no way anything back on earth would have worked. But here? Here things are different. I love both of you, far more than any brother should. I'm tired of hiding it, from myself and from others. I love both of you. Not just as a brother loves his sisters, but as a man loves a woman.” both girls listen intently as I take a breath.

First, I look over to Em. “Do you think I want to hide this, whatever this is, between us? Fuck that! I want to take you out on dates, eat out at fancy restaurants, kiss in the park, all that sappy shit! Hell, we could even get fuckin married if we wanted! Not a single person on this damned planet knows we’re related. Who are they to claim we are anything other than what we say we are?”

I turn away from Em’s shocked face then, and look at Ash. “And as for you? Fuck societal norms! Seriously, who says we can’t all be happy together? Is it inherently selfish to want both of you? Maybe, but if the looks you were giving our bratty little sister earlier whilst you thought I wasn’t watching are anything to go by, you’d be just as interested in pursuing a relationship with her with as you would be with me. Well, why not both?”

I pause as Ash somehow achieves an even deeper shade of crimson. ‘Whoops, totally outed her there, that was kind-of a dick move.’ I glance over at Em to gauge her reaction. She sees my look of guilt and giggles before saying, “Do you think I’m blind? I knew full well she was checking me out. Had it occurred to you I would have covered up if that wasn’t what I wanted? So, sis, count me as interested.” She languidly winks at Ash, who was doing a pretty good job as a space heater with the amount of heat she was giving off, before turning to me with a pout on her face. “Also, Bratty!?”

I grin back and say, “Am I wrong?” Rather than reply, Em pokes her tongue out at me (totally proving my point) before her face settles into the cutest look of apprehension. Tentatively, she asks, “Did you really mean that? That you wanted to go out and do the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing?” I smile and nod as I reply, “If you’ll have me.” Em smiles radiantly and is about to pounce on me when she remembers we aren’t alone in the tent. She glances guiltily at Ash, who smiles indulgently and says, “If you don’t kiss him for that cheesy-ass speech, I will.”

In a moment, she’s on me, wrapping her arms around my neck as she kisses me passionately. I let this kiss stretch on for a few seconds before pushing her away gently. Em pouts at me, but when I nod is Ash’s direction she blushes cutely, realising that she’d gotten a little carried away. Ash chuckles at her reaction, only to “eep” in alarm as Em springs towards her. Face to face now, a silent conversation is held between the two sisters with looks alone. Permission is asked for and is hesitantly granted, Emily leaning forward and planting a chaste kiss on Ash’s lips.

The two eventually separate, both blushing slightly. Em looks between Ash and I, her look turning mischievous as she says, “now you two.” I smile gently at Ash, and say, “only if that’s she wants.” Ash hesitates, then rather than answer, she slowly crawls towards me. It’s only what I see the look of determination tinged with desire in her eyes that the reality of the situation catches up with me. Em wasn’t the only one who had gotten a little carried away. I had let my mouth run away from me, and apparently talked myself into a three-way relationship with my twin and younger sister. 'Well, there are certainly worse problems to have.'

Any further thought is cut off as Ash reaches me. I wrap an arm around her back, drawing her to me, but hold off from actually kissing her. This was her choice, and I would let her take the initiative. Face to face. She smiled, closed her eyes, then presses her lips against my own. This kiss is tame compared to the kiss Em and I shared, but that doesn’t stop my heart hammering in my chest as Ash and I finally admitted our feelings to each other.

In what feels like an eternity later, but was probably only a few seconds, we separate, smiling shyly at each other. “Awwwwwww! That was so sweet, you two!” Ah, yes, Em is here too. Ash and I separate full, both looking sheepish, before all three of us break into laughter. I sigh, then say “Not gunna lie, showing affection in front of people is going to get some getting used to.”

Ash chuckles at that, but her face falls as she asks, “What are Lisa and Mum going to think about all this? How are they going to feel about us together? We can pretend that we aren’t related to all we like in public but those two already know. How will they react?” I open my mouth, fully intending to come clean about my kiss with Lisa and my… understanding with Mum, but the words fail completely as Em speaks up.

“Oh, those two? You don’t have to worry about that, they’ll be fine with us. And if they’re not? I’ll call them out for hypocrisy. They’ve been fucking for months.”