"Anthy". Her name fell from Akio's lips like water from a pitcher, slow and level. The girl before him was silent but he could smell the fear radiating from her. An explosion of terror with just a hint of shame and even further beneath…dare he say it…desire. He didn't budge from his spot on the couch but merely moved his finger in a beckoning motion. "Come here". When the girl didn't respond in time he grabbed a hold of her waist and pulled her towards him forcing her to let out a rewarding whimper as she landed on his lap. His hands wasted no time slipping beneath the short pleated skirt that barely covered the length of her legs. Akio had never been much a fan of the schools uniform and had it not been for those tantalizing skirts he wouldn't have allowed them there at all.
He moaned into Anthy's shoulder as his fingers found the outline of her lace panties and slipped there way inside. She squirmed in his arms at first as he knew she would but eventually gave into him hanging her head in defeat. He liked it when Anthy fought, something he hadn't realized until after that pink haired students effect on his bride were made known. On past occasions Anthy would have simply laid back and accepted whatever abuse Akio saw fit for her to receive but as of recently there was a determination, no a defiance in her eyes that drove him wild. For Akio this new hunt made the reward that much more satisfying.
When he moved to kiss her Anthy's head turned denying him access and in return he grabbed a hold of her face turning it to meet his. "I'm in no mood for games" he whispered but, it was a lie. Playing games was half the fun. It was a battle of wills and his would always win out. "Now do as I say and kiss your prince". At this Anthy's eyes widened and it was all Akio could do not to laugh. After all these years she still harbored that gullible hope that her "Dios" would come back but the truth was he had died years ago. Akio had buried him along with the rest of his soul so deep that not even his sisters misguided love could find it.
Anthy leaned in slowly almost timidly placing a gentle kiss on Akio's lips but rather than allow her to back away Akio took a handful of her carefully pinned locks pulling her so that her lips remained glued to his. Her hands flew up immediately subconsciously pushing against him as his tongue found entry into her mouth. Anthy squirmed again in Akio's lap which only served to stiffen his growing erection.
The blouse ripped open easily exposing Anthy's inviting cocoa brown breast as Akio pushed her back onto the sofa. The shirt wasn't a problem seeing as how he kept three uniforms in his closet for just such an occasion. She lay there a moment in somewhat of a daze before looking back to him. "I need…Utena will be expecting me back soon". All this Anthy muttered off as Akio continued to undress her as an owner undressed a doll. She shivered when he cupped her breast and whimpered when he squeezed.
Akio knew from experience that Anthy liked it gentle but too bad for her he never cared enough to be so. He ran his hands up the side of her thighs and over past bruises spreading her legs far enough to make Anthy blush. As he moved his hand up to the top of his pants zipper Anthy turned. At this Akio did laugh. She always looked away when he revealed himself to her. "What's the matter dear sister" he mocked. "Afraid to see what we've become". He loved humiliating her, almost as much as he loved possessing her and as long as she continued to deny the evil he had become he would continue to own her, all this Akio thought as he listened to his sister cry out in response to his first thrust into her.