"Darling? Are you waking up?" You could hear a familiar voice coming from in front of you. Your vision was hazy and your mind completely blank. You didn't remember laying down for a nap, yet here you were slowly regaining consciousness. As your eyes began to readjust, you were soon met by the face of your older sister, Camilla. She hovered above you with her usually delighted expression that she always wore when she saw you. Her long, purple hair caressed your cheeks as she peered down into your eyes. "Camilla..?"

"Mhm! I didn't know if you'd ever wake up! I've got to be more careful next time.." What did she mean by that? She probably wasn't paying attention while the two of you were paired up in battle, and allowed you to be knocked out. "What happened?" You sat up in bed, only to be greeted by chains restricting your wrists and neck. "Camilla?" You begin to frantically tug at your restraints, much to Camilla's delight. "Oh, Dante, your efforts to escape are futile. Just relax, okay?" Camilla reached her hand out to cup your cheek as she stared down into your eyes with her own purple ones. "I just wanted to make sure you didn't move and hurt yourself while you were sleeping. And also that you didn't try to leave while I spoke to you."

While she spoke to you? She could have just waited until you woke up. Why did she have to chain you up? "Camilla, I'm your brother. You know I'll listen to you when you want to talk. I always do. Let me out of these chains, and we can discuss whatever you wish." Camilla tilted her head and smiled down at you lovingly as she began to stroke caress your cheek with her soft, gentle hand. "I'm afraid I can't do that, dear brother. You see, I know that this topic might kindle a couple of.. 'negative' emotions, and I just needed to make sure that you'll hear me out before I let you go." It was only just now that you realized your position here. You on your back with your arms restrained above your head, and Camilla straddling your hips. This was too much of an awkward position to be having idle conversation, but alas, you knew that Camilla would not be so willing to give into your requests just yet. "Fine. What is it?"

"You need to break up with Charlotte."

"Pardon?"

Divorce your wife? How could she ask something like that of you? You loved Charlotte too much to just up and leave without reason. "Leave her. It's clear to everyone that Charlotte doesn't belong with you. She doesn't know you like I do. She can never know you as well as I do. I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you, and I refuse to just stand by and watch you run off with some girl that you've only just met. Can't you see that it's I who truly cares for you?" She began to trail her hand from your face and down your torso, gliding her fingers along your toned body as she spoke in a calmer tone. "Charlotte can never make you as happy as I can. I know everything about you. I know how to take care of you. Haven't I always?"

Your face was completely flushed. You had no idea what to say or how to feel. Your older sister was confessing her love for you, after you had just married your wife a few days ago. "Camilla, I understand that you're upset, but I can't just leave my wife. I love her and she loves m-"

"She doesn't love you like I do! And she never will! I will not allow her take you away from me!"

"Charlotte isn't taking me away from you!"

"I know she isn't. I'll make sure of that. I will not allow her or ANYONE to take my love away from me. You belong with me, Dante. We belong together. And we WILL be together. You'll enjoy every waking moment with me. I promise to make you happy and keep you happy. I will do absolutely anything for my darling little brother." Camilla removed her hands from your chest and sat up to remove her armor, revealing her nude body to you. You instinctively averted your eyes and turned your head away from her. You had never seen her this way before, and it was improper. Especially considering the fact that you were just married. "Camilla, enough of this! Release me this instant! I've heard what you have to say, and I wish to hear no mo-" You were cut off mid-sentence by the soft, warm lips of your seductress. She glided her tongue along your lips before pulling away to plant one more soft, gentle kiss on your lips. "Stay with me."

You tugged at the chains that bound your wrists, but to no avail. You could feel Camilla unbuttoning your shirt and grinding down against your crotch, which made it even more difficult to deny her. You felt your pants tightening as a moan began to form in your throat, and escaped your lips when you felt Camilla's hand palming at your cock through your pants. "C-Camilla, I've had quite enough of this."

"It certainly doesn't seem that way." You peeked your eyes open to stare up at the beautiful woman on top of you, her bare chest completely exposed to you now, as was the rest of her. She was absolutely gorgeous, and you wanted nothing more to ravish her right this second. No! You're a married man! What would Charlotte say if she saw the two of you like this? She'd leave you! You absolutely could not allow this to continue any further. But Camilla was so tempting. The way she moved her hands along her body, how soft her lips look, the way her tits swayed with each of movement. She was delectable. "I will entertain you no further. Release me." Camilla chuckled to herself and rolled her hips in circles on top of you, earning her a few loud groans of approval and pleasure. "It seems to me that you want me even more than I want you. Is this true, little brother?"

You don't answer. You can't answer. You refuse to give her the satisfaction of knowing that she has made you weak for her. Instead you turn your head away and remain silent, showing absolutely no signs of how you truly feel. But Camilla already knew how you felt. She could see it in your heaving chest and your writhing hips and your reddened cheeks. You wanted her, and she wanted to hear you say it. Camilla's sinful hands began to tug at your zipper, allowing your cock to spring free, completely hardened and dripping with precum. "Tell me you want me. I just need to hear you say it. Say you love me more than her." Camilla's slender fingers wrapped around your cock and began stroking you off slowly, twisting her hands in a way for added pleasure. She enjoyed hearing your desperate attempts to silence your moans and watching the way your body twisted in agony for her. "I-I want you.. Camilla,"

"Do you love me?"

"Yes."

"More than Charlotte?"

"Camilla, I cannot answer that."

"Tell me you love me more than her."

You gasped when you felt Camilla's warm, wet pussy circling your tip. She felt amazing, and you weren't even inside of her yet. "Y-Yes.. Fine, yes, I do. A-Are you happy now? I love you more than I love Charlotte, and I'm sorry I hurt you by marrying her instead of you. I didn't think you would care." In an instant, Camilla lowered herself onto your cock, taking you fully inside of her pussy as she stared down into your eyes while you moaned and cursed under your breath. "That's all I needed to hear. That wasn't so bad, was it? Mmm.." Camilla began to ride you at a slow pace, her eyes fluttering shut while her cheeks turned bright pink. The sight was lovely. Her tits bouncing slightly with each thrust, her hips circling on your cock, her face completely covered with lust. Though you did love Charlotte, nothing she could do could ever compare to how Camilla looked right now. "F-Fuck, Camilla.. Please.."

Taking the hint, Camille chuckled and picked up the pace, bucking her hips faster and harder on top of you as she began to moan out your name, "D-Dante, yes.. Yes, you feel so amazing.. Tell me you love me. Tell me how much you want me, Dante."

"I want you, Camilla. I want you more than anything, and I love you! I love you so much, fuck, you're so good!" You began to buck your hips fervently, thrusting up into Camilla's slick pussy, and increasing the pleasure for her. She gasped and leaned back to rest her hands on the mattress between your legs, and bucked her hips even harder than before. She looked so seductive and hot in this position and moaning your name like this. "I'm gonna cum.. Camilla, fuck!"

"Cum inside me, Dante! Keep fucking me, I'm gonna cum for you!" Camilla cried out loudly as she finally tightened on your cock, her cum dripping down your shaft as she rode out her orgasm with you following soon after, shooting your cum deep inside her warm pussy. "Camilla…"

You were out of breath. Out of words. Camilla sat up and leaned forward to unlock the shackles on your wrists, to which you responded with a warm embrace. Your arms snaked around her waist and pulled her close to you as you pressed your lips against hers for a passionate kiss. "I.. Think I'm going to have to break it to Charlotte. Can you ever forgive me for lying to myself for so long?" Camilla only smiled and threaded her fingers through your hair. "I knew you loved me more."

"I hope you don't think you can just fuck me into doing whatever you want."

"Looks that way."