In the stillness of the night, cousins find solace in each other's arms, their bodies drawn together like magnets. He slides into her, filling her up, as she wraps her legs around him, pulling him deeper. Their sweat-slicked bodies move in sync, the rhythm of their fucking punctuated by the soft thud of the headboard against the wall. They come together, their bodies tensing, before collapsing into a tangled mess of sheets and limbs, their secret safe in the darkness.