YO! If you're reading Chapter 2, that means you're just as sick and twisted as I am, and I welcome you to Creepsville. It's lovely to have you.

And we're off!

I sat in one of the auxiliary student council rooms, and as head of the athletic committee, it was unspokenly my office. It was my safest space in school, away from adoring fans or otherwise. I had a corner that Ryuuko took as her own, and my desk drawer held teas, medicines, tissues, band aids, a spare uniform for both Ryuuko and I, lotions, and detention slips.

I was currently breathing deeply and sipping a cup of tea, getting lost in my own head. I knew my Divas were concerned about me, but I didn't want to explain myself. No amount of tea could fix this.

I had taken my little sister's virginity. I had dreamed of it for a long time, had fantasized and visualized it until I was panting and desperate for any kind of release. And I never even imagined it would be so amazing. It was like I had suffered a vivid delusion. One where Ryuuko loved me like I loved her. One where she lusted after me in equal measure.

But no, she was right: It was wrong. I was wrong. And I was not one to admit when I was wrong. My musings were deep, and I realized that school had started a while ago. It was wrong of me to corrupt Ryuuko so, just because I wanted to.

I was broken out of my trance by the jaunty tune of my cell phone, and I briefly recalled that Ryuuko had been the perpetrator of such an out of character ringtone.

"Hello?" I answered mildly. What I called mild, many would most likely have called 'darkly'. My sister's panicked voice greeted me, and I instantly sat up in alarm.

"Satsuki?!"

"Ryuuko? What's the matter? What's happened?"

"Where are you?"

"My office. The right-most room of the student council area."

"'kay."

"Ryuuko, are you alright? Do you need me to send Ira?"

"No! Fuck, no. Don't send anyone! Just stay there okay?" I pressed the phone to my ear and heard swearing and the rush of wind. "I need your help, just stay there."

"Okay, Ryuuko. I'm here."

"'kay."

And then the line clicked, and I sat back in my chair, thoughts whirling. I was sure Ryuuko was fine, but still, I was nervous for my troublesome sister. And for our upcoming interaction. I hadn't allowed Ryuuko to open the topic of our afternoon together. It had only been two days, but Ryuuko hadn't dropped the issue. She would pester me until I somehow changed the topic or left the room entirely. She was so obstinate.

But I didn't have the heart, or the courage, more likely, to tell my sister I lusted after her. I didn't have the right. But she was so beautiful, and I had resisted so much.

The door flew open and I tried not to startle. Ryuuko appeared, her hair as wild as always, and she shut and locked the door behind her. My concern lessened as my confusion rose. She seemed to be fine. A fever, maybe? Her face was bright red.

"I have a boner." Her face was flaming, and her steel vocals ground out in mortification. I reeled back, letting my surprise show on my face.

"I'm sorry to hear that." I said eventually, letting my face relax. My eyes unconsciously lowered to where Ryuuko was clutching a notebook in front of her crotch. Ironically, I observed that one of her friends must have taken it at one point, as a crude sketch of a penis was on the cover.

"Satsuki, I've had a hard on for two hours." My sister whined, and I furrowed my eyebrows. "And I left my belt at home, so I can't even tuck it up, and I have gym next period!"

Ryuuko was frantic, and my frown deepened.

"Ryuuko, not having a belt is breaking the school dress code."

"Satsuki!" She yelled.

"I'm sure you're embarrassed, Ryuuko, but I don't know what you want me to do about it." I replied, a low, hot feeling in my stomach telling me exactly what my sister wanted me to do about it. 'Help her' she had said on the phone.

Ryuuko growled, running her free hand over her face.

"I want you to get the fuck over whatever guilt trip you're currently taking as a fucking vacation, and help. Me."

"You want your sister to help you with the fact that you have a raging hard on?"

"It doesn't matter that you're my sister!"

I stood up abruptly, finding the end of my rope. "Of course it matters! You said it yourself – it's wrong, Ryuuko! I refuse to be selfish enough to corrupt you!"

"Fuck you, Satsuki!" my sister roared at me, her fists clenched. "I've wanted you too, okay! It's so goddamn egotistical of you to think you're the one to blame, you know that?"

I listened, slightly stunned.

"The goddamn fucking reason I can't do it myself is because I only get off to thoughts of you! And so you're going to fucking help me with this, because you're my sister and I know you want me just as bad!"

I stared into Ryuuko's raging, oceanic eyes. The same ones I had. My jaw worked, grinding my teeth, and I was so tired of fighting how badly I wanted to kiss her. Ryuuko was here, asking, and I felt my heart win as my will failed.

I crossed to my glaring sister and practically snarled at her. I really didn't enjoy losing, but I kissed her anyway. My sister was surprised and her entire body relaxed because of it. I lost my scowl and closed my eyes, pulling her into me. Ryuuko's lips were softer than one would expect, and simply addictive.

Eventually, I heard her drop her notebook and twine her fingers in my hair. I chuckled against her mouth as something hard poked me in the leg. Ryuuko released a strained huff and I leaned my forehead against hers. She opened her eyes to look at me vulnerably, and I couldn't help but kiss her again.

"We'll talk about it more when we return home." I told her seriously. "But for now, yes, I'll help you."

Ryuuko smiled brilliantly, relief spilling over her features, and I vaguely wondered if she had just come. I was certain she hadn't, but I still watched her closely.

"Did you just…"

"No!"

I smirked. "Come on." I lead her back to the chair I had been sitting at, and took my place in it easily. I looked to her unsure face expectantly, and waved her over. "Sit facing me." I instructed. I wanted to see my sister's face as she came. It had been on my mind for two entire days.

Ryuuko shuffled strangely, then seemed to upset herself at her indecision. I smirked at her self-talk, and she straddled my legs comfortably, her hands resting on my shoulders. She grinned down at me, and leaned in for a kiss.

I gave it without hesitation. Ryuuko was a surprisingly good kisser. While we busied ourselves with a play of dominance, I grasped her slim hips and played with the waist of her uniform pants, untucking her shirt gently. She shivered on top of me, and I smiled against her lips.

"Ne, Satsuki." she whined pitifully, bucking her hips lightly. "I'm already close, okay? Don't tease."

I laughed, bringing her head down for another kiss just because she was adorable.

"Okay, Imouto. I won't tease." She smiled against me and her lips wavered as I unbuttoned her pants and lowered her zipper. I glanced down to see her boxers tented and I smirked.

"Ryuuko, shift a little." I asked her, and she wiggled cooperatively enough for me to get her boxers and pants underneath her cute ass. I petted her hardness through her boxers, and she bit my lip in punishment. I pulled away from her and she set her head on mine.

I kept pulling her boxer front down, and they finally slipped off her throbbing cock, her erection bouncing back up and twitching in time with the rush of her blood. I wrapped a hand around her 6 inches and gently pulled. Her dick was velvet soft, but still hard as granite, and I thumbed over the head of her spongy tissue. Ryuuko's moaned growl pulled from her chest.

I reached over and extracted the hand lotion I kept and released Ryuuko's heavy dick to squirt some into my hand. I smoothed it over my sister's throbbing cock and she moaned, a smile flickering over her face. Ryuuko had a very nice looking penis, especially erect.

Now that I was able to study it without shame, I felt myself growing hard. It was perfectly straight, and not at all veiny. Though her size qualified on the higher end of average, my sister made up for it in her girth. Roughly, she was the circumference of a heavy cucumber. The strangest urge came over me to kiss that lovely, circumcised head, but it really wasn't the time.

"Nee-san," Ryuuko said, grinning as I worked over her dick with skill, "Are you hard?"

"It's possible." I reply shortly. I don't like to do things by half, and I was focused.

"It's poking me in the ass, Sats."

I hummed and smirked at her wickedly, "That's not a bad idea, Imouto." The smile slid off her face and I chuckled wonderfully. Ryuuko was just so cute. The blush on her cheeks proved it. But that also could have been because her sister was currently giving her a handjob.

I refocused on her, and tested what she liked. Base to tip, I stroked and changed pressure, twisting my wrist and sometimes keeping it locked. Her penis was jumping in my hand, and her thighs flexed over me as she squirmed in luxury.

Observing enough, I decided she was ready to cum from the way she was biting her lip. With my clean hand, I quickly snatched a tissue from the box on my desk, and prepared myself to catch Ryuuko's semen.

I sped up slightly, and admired how her testicles were small and perfectly symmetrical. Ryuuko gave a whine and grit her teeth, arching into my hand. Thankfully, I was ready with the Kleenex, or I would have needed to clean much more than just her dick.

"Ohhh," Ryuuko moaned from where she had slumped against me, "Oh, God, thank you so much. That feels so much better, Nee-san." I felt her kiss under my ear and I squirmed lightly. It was a ticklish spot.

Wrong reaction. My sister laughed and nuzzled the spot with her lips and tongue, and the pressure in my pants increased. Feeling the strain, Ryuuko leaned back and grinned. I rolled my eyes at her, raising an eyebrow.

"Well?" I demanded. Ryuuko cocked her head, and I smirked. "You owe your sister some attention, don't you?"

Her eyes widened and glanced down, licking her lips nervously. "Satsuki, are you serious?"

I nodded, leaning back in the chair and peering at her. "I haven't come in almost three days, and you have a responsibility to finish what you started, little sister."

She bit her lips, this time in nervousness, and I took her hand, kissing it gently. Her eyes looked at mine, searching. I flicked a suggestive glance at my crotch, and she snorted, climbing off of my lap. She rearranged her now-soft dick back in her pants and tucked her shirt in.

I opened my legs wider, and she blew air through her nose, narrowing her eyes at my hidden erection like it had personally offended her. I leaned a few fingers on my temple, waiting.

In one heavy motion, Ryuuko crouched on her knees, and the vision put even more pressure in my penis. My sister was on her knees, her fingers working at my belt buckle, a fiery kind of determination behind her eyes. Every fiber in my body immediately went on high alert.

Ryuuko peeled my pants away, and I was bulged against my underwear. She gave a sort of smirk at the clear outline of my penis, and I tightened my jaw as she extended a hand to stroke my length through the fabric.

I suppressed a sigh as her fingers grew bolder, my dick hardening with each pass of her hand. I was frowning in controlled concentration, and I grit out in warning, "Ryuuko."

"Yeah, yeah," she pandered, finally reaching to my hips, "Up," she commanded, and I didn't move. She glanced at my face, and I raised an eyebrow before she rolled her eyes, "Please?" she tossed out.

I nodded and raised my hips, letting her tug my pants and underwear down, and I quickly caught my erection before it slapped against my uniform jacket and spotted the pristine black with precum.

"Please be careful," I murmured, and Ryuuko's face flamed as she leaned toward my length, her courage fading. She nodded and replaced her smaller hand with mine, pumping my shaft softly. Ryuuko leaned forward and hesitated slightly. I could feel her shallow breath on my sensitive head, and my erection strained in her hand. My heart softened.

"Imouto, it's alright." I said quietly in the stillness, carding a hand through her wild and soft hair, "Just relax. Mind your teeth and breathe through your nose."

My sister's hesitant look cleared and she nodded, leaning all the way over, opening her mouth and taking a tentative lap at my hot, trickling head. I felt it like an electric shock, vibrating down the length of my dick, to the base of my spine. She repeated the lick, and seemed to gain confidence and speed, her tongue flattening and twisting around the sensitive tissue.

I kept a hand in her hair, but didn't push. The extended feeling of her head moving over my dick was exhilarating. Suddenly, she shifted, and the head of my cock was covered in a warm, wet sensation as she took me in her mouth, Ryuuko's tongue still swiping the sensitive underside.

A moan accidentally slipped out from between my teeth, and Ryuuko hummed. The vibration curled my stomach and shivered up my spine. My sister pulled off my dick, and looked up at me while she pumped, a smile curling her mouth.

She looked genuinely happy, and I felt my eyes crinkle in amusement and affection.

"Nee-san," she managed, an accomplished gleam in her eyes, "You taste fucking great."

My dick throbbed, and my hand twitched in her hair, those feather-soft locks slipping through my fingers. That was the exact last thing I had expected her to say. But shame on me for underestimating my little sister. I smiled, reaching my other hand to stroke her cheekbone fondly.

"I'm glad you've found a new hobby." I smirked, "Keep going, and you'll taste something else."

Ryuuko's eyes sort of widened, like she had forgotten about my orgasm, but they then darkened, and she placed a hand on my thigh. Her lips parted, and she leaned to envelope my cock once more.

I struggled not to push her head down my length impatiently, but I loved my sister much too much to hurt her. There was something wonderful about the slow, learning pace Ryuuko set that was incredibly sweet. A prideful part of my heart swelled, knowing that I was my sister's first everything.

She carefully bobbed a bit lower, taking more of me into her wet mouth, her saliva dripping down my cock, and she pulled off every now and again to lick my underside. She went so far as to keep jerking my dick and suck one of my testicles into her mouth, kissing and licking the base.

A low humming had started in my chest, and my eyes were locked on Ryuuko's methodical work. Every now and again, her eyes would flicker up to meet mine, a dark look that peered through the fringe of her bangs, and it sent my dick throbbing even more so.

I bit my lip, and Ryuuko's eyes lit.

"Imouto," I groaned lightly, the pressure in my penis building hotly. She opened her jaw widely and took as much length as possible into the warm recesses of her mouth and started to bob gently.

I gave a strained huff of air, shivering. The spongy tissue at the head of my penis hit the back of my sister's throat and the lights in the room sharpened in front of my eyes as she gagged, her throat constricting around my dick. I fisted her hair and my thighs flexed, the feeling tight and blissful.

"Imouto." I growled deeply, and her blue eyes flickered to me, my cock still in her mouth, "I'm going to come."

Ryuuko pulled to the top of my penis, only the head in her mouth, and my hands locked in her hair. She cradled my balls gently in one hand and pumped my lengthly shaft with the other in careful rhythm.

"Oh." I groaned, "Ryuuko." I was close, so close. This was it. I bit my lip.

My sister kept her eyes on me, and suckled softly on the head. The increase in pressure created a vacuum, and it was everything my body needed. I tried to keep control of myself and not rip her hair out, but my arms flexed, and my shoulders arched back into my seat, my whole body tensing.

My abs tightened uncontrollably, and the arch rolled through my body until it released itself through my erection, cum jetting out and into my sister's hot mouth. I shivered and tensed as I spurted in searing streams, watching as Ryuuko's eyes widened in shock and alarm.

I finished in a few drawn-out moments, and she leaned away from my dick, a strain of cum leaving a trail from the tip of my cock to her lips. Her tongue darted out to clear it, and I saw the shining whiteness of creamy cum in her mouth.

Instantly, I was leaning forward, shifting my hands to hold my sister's jaw, feeling her musculature. My eyes narrowed slightly and her gaze was locked on me.

"Swallow it." I demanded softly, "Come on, Imouto, for Nee-san. Swallow."

Ryuuko's throat flexed under my hands as she drank obediently, and I watched closely as her facial features twisted in surprise. I felt her swallow against my hands once more as she worked to clear my semen from her tongue. Her deep-sea eyes were slightly vulnerable, and I knew this was a role-defining moment for us.

I leaned even further forward, shifting my weight in the chair, and kissed my sister deeply. She hesitated for a split second before kissing me back, and I didn't wince as my own salty taste presented itself on her tongue. I languidly kissed her into relaxation, and she eventually sat on her heels, letting me comb my fingers through her hair.

Trying my best, I told her everything was fine in the passes of my tongue over hers. In soft sucks on her bottom lip, that she was wonderful. Pressure changes that said I loved her. I felt her hand lightly stroke my thigh, and I gave another pleasant kiss before letting her go.

She stood and I re-arranged myself to be presentable as her familiar iron backbone regrew in her posture. A tentatively arrogant look entered her eye, and I sent her a look.

"Come on, Ryuuko." I walked to the door and she followed wordlessly. "Get to class. When we get home, you're going to explain to me exactly how and why you're so good at that." My tone was stern, but Ryuuko blushed and smiled rakishly.

She suddenly turned her gaze to the side, her expression pained, and I raised an eyebrow.

"Nee-san." She edged out, suddenly diffident, scratching her nose.

Her face turned back to me, rocked slightly on her toes, and I understood, entertained. Removing my hand from the door's lock, I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her body flush with mine. I declined my head and my sister leaned up, bringing our lips together in a gentle, caring kiss.

I let her satisfy whatever emotion was currently occupying her mind with my lips. I had a sneaking suspicion she was trying to regain some semblance of dominance, and I didn't try to correct her.

A chime sounded over our heads, and I shooed her to class with the authority that I was aware she hated. She went with a fantastic eye roll, and I re-shut my door. My first two periods had been free, but now I, myself, had class. I gathered my things and headed to my advanced placement English lecture.

Three of my four best friends shared the class with me, and they each sent me variations of concerned looks. I simply nodded to placate them, and sat fluidly, waiting for my lecture to begin. Already having accomplished the homework for the following lesson, I allowed my mind to run its own monologue, something I rarely indulged in.

Ryuuko had performed oral sex for me. On me. My little sister, down on her knees, her head bobbing in my lap, gagging on my erect penis-

I shut my eyes and blinked back open rapidly. That was an entirely too inappropriate picture to have in class. Somehow, it felt wrong to even think of it in a public sphere. The image was private, as are the preceding and following scenes.

The following scene of Ryuuko's startled expression, and my subsequent soothing to her. At the time, it had been instinctual. Given time to mull it over, I knew why my sister had needed the reassurance. Ryuuko was nothing if not proud, something she and I shared. She kept her head held high, and apologized to no one for it. No one except perhaps me.

So when she gave up that pride, and quite literally lowered her head to please me, I hadn't, for a moment, wanted for her to think the act made her subservient to me. In all reality, it was true to a degree, I am her older sister, but not to the extent any crack of insecurity might lead her to believe.

Afterward, my arrogantly self-sufficient little sister had been almost… docile. Subdued, in a way. I supposed a stomach full of semen will do that. It had been her first time being so intimate in that way, and I felt my thoracic cavity heat as I wondered if I did right by Ryuuko. If I had reacted properly, if I had been gentle enough. She trusted me, and I would die before I betrayed my little sister's trust.

Though she hasn't been little for a very long time.

I roused my conscious and focused on the lesson. These musings would have to wait for after school, when it was only Ryuuko and I. Then, I would ensure everything was in its rightful place.

Assuring what the school had started to call my 'Devas', I placated my friends. They had merely worried about my quiet for the past two days, but Ryuuko had come to me, and my conscious was clean once more. Eventually, they settled, Nonon being the last.

I attended a student council meeting after school, and reported on any updates I took responsibility for. An hour of deliberation passed, and I paid the utmost attention before the meeting was adjourned.

The vice president stopped me from leaving to once again try to discuss something asinine with me, a cover for his real motive of trying to ask me out, and a well placed growl from my friends Ira and Uzu sent him on his way. I had no patience for fools like he. It was a disgusting display of leadership, and I noted not for the first time that my office will never display such clumsy authority.

Stopping by my office with my friends in tow, Ryuuko quickly looked up from her books and packed her things. My eyes tracked her movements while Uzu and Hokka argued behind me. My fingers twitched as she drew near us.

For an inexplicable reason, I craved badly to touch my sister in some tangible form of greeting. Ryuuko's eyes swept over mine, and I wanted to reach out and bring her into a kiss, physically manifesting my adoration for the way she grinned at me. She took her place behind my friends and switched to glaring at Nonon, who stared defiantly back.

"Kiryuuin." Nonon noted.

"Jakuzure." Ryuuko replied in distain.

"Delinquent."

"Troll doll."

"Thief."

"Kiss ass."

"Pissant."

"Enough." I cut, and all of my Devas quieted, "We are still on school grounds, Nonon. You are better, and held to a higher standard than the average student. You disappoint what we represent when you are seen having childish squabbles in the hallways like some common angst-filled teenager. That goes for all of us."

"I'm sorry, Satsuki-sama."

"I apologize as well, Lady Satsuki." Ira intoned, "I should have stopped them."

I waved a hand, "It is forgiven. We are all responsible for the collective's image."

We continued walking, a subdued conversation bouncing between my friends when I reached my car, and my Devas told me goodbye. Uzu was the only one to bid Ryuuko the same, and my eyes caught his too-friendly smile. I would deal with that later.

I got behind the wheel and started the Audi TTS, the wonderful purr warming my heart. Ryuuko ducked in and buckled her seatbelt, looking out the window quietly. I peered at her quizzically, but didn't push.

With the silence to inadequately distract my mind, my thumb tapped the shifter in a mindless staccato. I noticed movement to my right and Ryuuko suddenly moved to cover my hand with hers, stifling the sound. I shot her a look, and noticed her ears were slightly red.

The why came a moment later, when her fingers found the spaces between mine. The sound of the car's 292 horsepower engine was nothing compared to the hot fluttering that entered my chest. Without a word, I removed my hand from the stick and quickly re-captured Ryuuko's smaller, slightly rougher, hand in an alternate grip. My eyes didn't stray from the road as I laced our fingers together, extending my arm just the slightest bit to rest our joined hands in my sister's lap. The cab was incredibly compact, and it wasn't a stretch at all.

Pulling to a stop light, I glanced at Ryuuko, who returned my look with her comfortable smirking expression. I allowed a fraction of a smile.

"How was gym?" I teased, my voice softer than anyone at school had ever heard, Devas included.

Ryuuko snorted. "Thankfully, a lot less hard than I thought it was going to be."

I laughed shortly, and the light turned green. My sister stroked the back of my hand with her thumb and started to explain the apparently moronic gym partner she had the misfortune of being paired with.

We turned into our house's driveway, and I was frowning.

"What did you say his name was?"

"Tate Yuuichi." She responded, letting my hand go and exiting the vehicle when the garage had successfully shut. "Which really sucks because I'm pretty sure he has a girlfriend. Or maybe they're just talking."

"I've heard of him." I comment, following her into the house, "I believe he's in the kendo club."

Ryuuko sent me a playful, challenging look. "You're not gonna have him taken out or something, are you?"

I lifted an eyebrow, "He molested my little sister. I'm going to have him and his family murdered. His girlfriend may live."

She giggled and shrugged, tossing her school bag on the kitchen counter and folding her hands behind her head as she walked to the fridge, "I think 'molested' is a strong word, Sats. He just tried to accidentally kiss me or some shit. Tch. Idiot. Like it was some shoujo anime."

I frowned, crossing to where she stood, and shut the fridge door forcefully. She spun, and found herself face to face with me, looking up into my eyes. My hand was still on the door, and I brought my other one up to her face, brushing my thumb over her lips.

"Today," I whispered, gently parting the delicate petals, "You kissed me and swallowed my cum. Tate Yuuichi gets no part of that."

Ryuuko's eyes went cloudy, and the next thing I knew, her tongue was in my mouth, and she had jumped, my arms instinctively catching her. We kissed heatedly, passionately, and she tore away from me to breathe heavily.

Her forehead set on mine and we reentered the kiss, slower than before. Languidly. Her legs were wrapped around me, and I walked with slow steps to the living room, pushing her back through the swinging door.

"Ryuuko." I murmured between kisses. She unlocked her legs from around me and slid down my front to her feet. "Imouto, we should talk."

"Yeah." She agreed, nodding. She broke away from me and sat on the couch, taking her blue uniform jacket off and throwing it over the back. I sat a polite distance away, and undid the top button of mine.

My sister sat, and her thoughts were practically visible, they were flying so quickly. I pursed my lips. There was a high probability this conversation would be uncomfortable, but I had learned to stop underestimating Ryuuko. My sister had a recurring habit of –

"I want you to use a condom!" She blurted out, sitting on her hands.

- Surprising me.

"Pardon?" I asked, eyeing her flushed, angry face.

"When we fuck," my sister elaborated in short bursts. "I want you to wear a condom. I know it sucks. But even, ya know. A low chance. Is too much. I just don't wanna get pregnant, okay?"

I paused, processing. "So you want to continue this?"

"Of course." Ryuuko said, like I was some kind of dimwit.

"Okay." I responded, then thought of her words. I pictured it, and frowned. But nodded. "A condom is probably for the best."

I tried not to pout in front of Ryuuko. The first time I had entered her had been with a condom, but I had taken it off almost immediately. The difference in feeling was staggering. It was the disparity between performing brain surgery with latex gloves, as opposed to oven mitts.

My sister laughed at me openly, and I looked away. Her eyes had softened in what clearly told me she thought my grimace was cute. She scooted across the couch, extending her legs over my lap, and laid a small kiss on my turned cheek.

I felt another bloom of heat across my nose and swiveled my head forward so she could access my lips. My eyes slid shut, and she smiled against my mouth. I leaned away and sighed.

"Yes, a condom." I agreed, and decided to let my nose wrinkle, "But I don't have to like it."

Ryuuko laughed, and I smiled at her. She gently head butted my shoulder, bringing her arms up to wrap around me. I cleared my throat, bringing a hand up to count off, while I supported her back with my other.

"So." I began calmly, "Masturbation, mutual masturbation, vaginal sex, oral sex." I lifted an eyebrow, "How do you feel about anal sex, Imouto?"

Ryuuko shifted in my arms, and she tilted her head, "I- I mean, I've never really thought of it. I mean, there's that whole prostate thing, which I guess would feel good. I dunno." She sounded genuinely confused, and I was relieved not to find any fear behind the words.

I laid a kiss to her forehead and delighted in my ability to do so. "Well, think about it?"

My sister nodded, considering. To be truthful, I was curious about the sensation, but the logistics didn't excite me. It didn't seem incredibly sanitary, and I wasn't eager to hurt Ryuuko to satisfy a wondering whim.

"Ne, Satsuki." my sister called my attention and I granted it, focusing on her curious face, "Can we do what we did today? But like, a lot?"

"You want to go down on me a lot?"

Ryuuko barked a laugh, and I grinned.

"Well, I mean, kinda?" She struggled for words and hid her face in my shoulder disguised as another head butt. She emerged and glared at me lightly, "I mean, when one of us gets a hard on in school. Can we, ya know, help each other out?"

I tipped my head and frowned, "Ryuuko, having sex on school grounds –"

"We already did it!" My sister complained, scowling.

"It was an emergency." I brooked, sending her a significant look, and she stared back challengingly.

"That's exactly what I'm talking about!"

I clenched my jaw and breathed deeply, "I… I suppose, Ryuuko. But only if it is an emergency. If you're just horny, keep it in your pants until we get home."

"Whoo hoo!" Ryuuko cheered, fist raised. I rolled my eyes. Mentally, I was calculating all the safe areas to ravage my little sister in during school hours when she undoubtedly abused my good grace.

"Sats, what about Dad?"

I raised an eyebrow, "I don't think so, Ryuuko." I said softly, looking away from her frowning face, "I don't want him to think he tried his best, and I turned out like her anyway."

Ryuuko had gripped my chin in her fingers and turned my face back to hers in an instant, her eyes burning.

"No." She thundered, as serious as I'd ever seen her. "Satsuki, don't even go there. You know there's no comparison. Tell me you know that."

I nodded evenly, my mind resting, "I do. But it was a thought I had."

My sister glared at me carefully, then nodded, dismissive, "Well… Good." She shifted her weight and yanked on my shoulders until I followed her into lying on the couch. She spooned against me and I kissed the crown of her hair.

"I'm glad you're not freaking out anymore." She muttered after a moment, and I smiled lightly.

"Me too."

She tossed restlessly and turned to face me, a hard glint in her eye. I brushed the bangs out her face and asked her what she was thinking.

"What time did I blow you?" she asked, and I considered.

"9 or 10."

"And what time is dinner?"

"Whenever I see fit to make it."

"…right. So. Maybe we could fuck before?"

My penis found that question very interesting, and I let it show in the excited gleam in my eyes. Ryuuko smiled, wiggling forward to eskimo kiss my nose adorably. She reached down and started rubbing me through my pants.

"Ryuuko, if you do that, I'm going to get hard." I cautioned, and my sister laughed wickedly.

"That's the idea." She taunted. I smiled, accepting her challenge. Then, a thought occurred to me and I gripped her moving wrist, stopping the erotic motion. Irritated, I pushed off of my sister and slid to my feet, stalking away from Ryuuko.

"Hey!" She shouted after me, "Where are you going?"

I stopped my retreat and whirled back around to glare darkly at my younger sister. Gathering all of my dignity and mixing it in a vast ocean of disgust, I growled out,

"To get a condom."

Ryuuko laughed and laughed and laughed.

Guys, I'm currently writing another futa chapter for my other fic, and this one. That's a lot of balls in the air for a lesbian, ifyouknowwhatimean.

With Love,

Konstantine