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In pursuit of Rie’s singing and vtubing career, most of the running of her kingdom was delegated to her older brother, and he accepted this responsibility for her sake. Rie is grateful to her brother, but she also feels him growing ever more distant as he got swamped in work. Tonight, she will make him understand her feelings - no matter how he resists.
Rie lies on her brother’s bed and sees a silhouette standing in the doorway. He hesitates before stepping in.
“Sister, what are you doing here?”
“Well, I’ve been asking to see you everyday, but the Chancellor always says you’re busy.”
He hangs his jacket over his chair, still cautiously keeping Rie in the corner of his eye.
“Yes, I have been quite busy as of late. There are endless councils needing my attention everyday.”
Rie jolts out of bed.
“And that’s why I’m here! I wanted to relieve you of your fatigue!”
She pounces on his back and squeezes her arms around his chest in a tight hug. She can feel the warmth radiating through the thin fabric of his shirt; his breaths stretching and contracting her arms; his rough and callous hands, a sign of the stress and labor he went through.
“I think you’ve already melted away all my exhaustion.”
Rie looks up at him with a coy smile.
“What about a light massage to help you relax a bit more, onii-chan?”
Despite a dark premonition, the nostalgic “onii-chan” pierces him and loosens him into a smile again.
“It’s been a while since I heard you call me that. I guess that shows how long it’s been since we last got to talk to each other.”
Rie hops back to the bed, dragging him with her. She grabs the lotion she had prepared from under the pillow and she unbuttons his shirt in haste. One by one, the buttons expose his skin to the cool air. Her fingers trace his firm chests, then his chiseled stomach, down to the shallow hole of his bellybutton. At this moment, she feels a desire to surrender to this hole and let herself fall into his embrace, melting into one as his flesh envelopes her whole. She squirts a pool of cold lotion on her hand, then grinds her hands together, the rubbing friction causing lewd sounds to ooze out between her hands. She swings her leg over his in one swift motion, sitting on his meaty lap that tighten at the unexpected guest.
“Sister?”
Rie ignores him and reaches out to his shoulders. “Mmmm…” he moans helplessly. He couldn’t fight back the release of his stiff muscles. He involuntarily raises his head and closes his eyes. Rie slithers her hands down to his chest and the lotion’s lubricating squelches grow louder. The slimy connection between her palm and his skin starts radiating his musky scent that overpowers his cologne and the lotion. The captivating scents twist together in a violent yet perfect union and waltzes into her nose. She leans closer to his heating body, the frills of her night gown tickling his chest. “Sister…” he groans, not much of a protest, but a defeated acceptance of things to come. She can see the flush in his cheeks, and his breaths hit her neck stronger and faster.
“You’ve been working so hard to ensure the easiest life for me. Now let me work hard, just this once, to push away some of that pain.”
Her hands silently unbuckles his belt and slides his zipper down.
“Wait… we can’t do this.” He whispers between his breaths. His eyes squint open, struggling to hold back against crossing the dangerous line. But Rie pulls the stretched fabric of his pants over the line to reveal his cock. Like a fireplace, it spreads scorching heat onto her hands and the dizzying smell grows stronger. She begins to carefully stroke it up and down, watching his reaction. It has been going well so far, but despite her meticulous preparation, it is her first time doing something like this. His shoulders drop and he lets out a whimper. Hearing it assures her and her hands grow bolder. The moans grow more frequent in turn, and it satisfies her more and more.
“How does it feel,” Rie prods “onii-chan?”
He suddenly grips her waist and flings her onto the bed. His breaths are still shaky, but his whimpers stop and he pins her arms down.
“I’ll show you how it feels.”
He gently nuzzles his nose along her collarbone and licks the top of her chest. His lips deliver passionate and long kisses to her shoulder, her neck, and the dip below her ears. He pulls on the lace of her night gown and drags his tongue down her chest, pulling the gown with it until reaching the peak and flicking past it. The flick forces a small noise out of her throat.
“Sorry, did that hurt?”
She gently shakes her head. His smile returns and he continues down her body.
Wow I’ve been writing this for over an hour All the dogshit Indonesian fanfics keep getting through my filter by using English titles and they made me pent up. Sorry I had to unleash this on you. Phase Connect
