Summary/Teaser: Hansel and Gretel, after the fairy tale ends.
Warnings: Nothing beyond kissing stated outright, but there's implication and they are siblings.
Spoilers: The basic plot of the fairy tale.
Notes: Double drabble for Seana Renay's Blacklist Challenge Redux: Incest (blood ties) Only
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: No one owns Hansel and Gretel. I don't claim to have invented them. I'm just playing with them.
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Hansel was the one who thought to leave a trail so they could find their way home, but it took Gretel to defeat the witch and rescue him from his cage. And with the path long gone, it was Gretel who found their way home. He was so used to being the older brother, the one to protect her, the one with the plans. But this time she was the strong one, the clever one. Seeing her push the witch into the oven, he felt like he had never really looked at her before. And he wanted to keep looking.
He has started sleeping in her bed after they get back to their father's house. Gretel guesses that after the cage he is afraid to be alone, especially after dark. She never says anything, though. She kisses away his tears silently, his face hot like the oven. He runs his fingers through her hair, trying not to remember the cage, trying to just feel her softness, breathe her in. They could never stomach sweets after that ordeal, but he kisses her and it's the most delicious thing he has ever known. Their hunger now is for something far beyond food.