my big brother and i have been stuck on this unknown island for just over two years. we adjusted quickly, weâre both resourceful, the camping trips we took when we were younger really helped. we had a little hut set up, it wasnât cute or cozy but it was shelter, we each had our own room. we learnt how to cook with the plants growing on the island, we learnt how to fish, everything. this life was normal for us now and it may sound stupid but i was happy i got to spend every waking hour with my favourite brother. one night, my brother is making us soup for dinner while i sit and watch. finally, itâs ready and we eat up quickly, it tastes so good. âwhat plant did you use for this?â. i ask, curious. our parents were both botanists and loved to teach us stuff about plants. âoh, i used this flower i found on the other side of the islandâ. i furrow my eyebrows. âflower? what flower?â he shrugs âi donât know, it was white with purple spotsâ. my heart drops and my eyes go wide, i stand up frantically. âno no noâ he stands up after me, confused âwhat? whats wrong?â. i run my hands through my hair, my heart racing âthats an aphrodisiac you idiot!â he doesnât follow âit kills you if you donât have sex.â he goes red and i roll my eyes. real mature. âyou just killed us bothâ i mumble as i walk outside. i sit on the grassy beach and look out at the water, trying desperately to enjoy my last moments. a few minutes later, my brother comes out, he almost looks miserable, i know he feels really guilty. he sits next to me, i look up at him. âitâs okay. we were always gonna die anyways.â i huff. he frowns and stays silent. after a while i feel my skin start to heat up, especially my core. the flower is starting to take effect, meaning we have less than an hour left. i look over at my brother and i can tell heâs feeling it too, his face is pink and heâs not-so-subtly covering his crotch. i look back out at the water with a sigh. suddenly, my brother speaks up âyâknow⊠we donât have to dieâ i barely hear him, heâs so quiet, my eyes go wide and i look over at him âwhat?â âi mean, desperate times call for desperate measures, right?â he looks embarrassed. âwould you rather die or have sex?â he says, sounding desperate. he really doesnât wanna die. finally, i agree. âokay. weâll do itâ
this is my first time posting anything like this so iâm sorry itâs kinda shit!! i just thought of it randomly and quickly wrote it down, i didnât edit it or anything, i just really liked the idea. also i have more if you want them to actually fuck!!