Chris wakes up with a long yawn.
It’s Saturday morning, his favorite day of the week. No school, and Isabelle is working. His only mont of complete freedom.
He drags himself out of bed and heads to the kitchen to make breakfast.
But he stops as soon as he enters the living room.
Mia is sitting on the couch, legs crossed and eyes closed, as if ditating.
But it’s not her pose that catches his attention, nor the glowing Tear of Azkarith.
Mia is wearing only a loose T-shirt she uses as pajamas and her panties, nothing else.
No shorts, no socks, and most of all no bra under the shirt.
He notices from the small bulges of her nipples pressing against the fabric.
He pretends not to notice and keeps walking, not even greeting her so he doesn’t disturb her. She seems completely focused.
"Good morning, Chris."
Mia’s voice catches him off guard just as he’s about to leave the living room.
"Good morning, Mia... what are you doing?"
"Exercises Isabelle gave . She wants to spend as much ti as possible with the Tear of Azkarith active, so my body gets used to all that energy flowing through it."
"I see... well, try not to set the house on fire."
"Idiot, I’m just drawing on that power and letting it flow through . I’m not using it inside the house. Though when you say stupid things like that, it makes want to reduce you to ashes."
Chris is stunned by her cold tone, but he quickly rembers that these mood swings are normal when the Tear of Azkarith’s energy flows through her, so he doesn’t think much of it.
He’s about to leave the living room when...
"Where are you going in such a hurry, brother?"
"Breakfast. Have you eaten yet, or do you want to make you sothing?"
"That can wait — we’ll have breakfast together later. Why don’t we chat first? It’s been a while since you talked to your beloved sister."
"S-Sure... what do you want to talk about?"
Mia pats the couch.
"It’s rude to talk from a distance. Co on, sit next to ."
Under normal circumstances, if Mia were herself, Chris wouldn’t hesitate to indulge her. But in this state, he’s genuinely terrified of her.
Seeing his hesitation, Mia curls her finger, beckoning him.
"Co on, dear brother... I don’t bite."
Her grin isn’t very reassuring, but Chris gathers his courage and sits next to her.
He’s a bundle of nerves.
Isabelle told him it’s just a side effect of the excess energy flowing through her when she uses that power.
And yet Chris can’t help but see her as if she were possessed by so evil entity that could turn him to ashes with a single glance.
"T-Tell , Mia... I’m listening."
In response, she brushes his thigh.
A fleeting caress, yet enough to awaken his body.
Mia smirks.
"I knew it. I turn you on, don’t I, brother?"
He’s completely stunned.
That’s not really Mia! I can’t get carried away — she’d never say sothing like that! Even if she’s not herself right now, I have to stay calm, or she’ll make pay for it later!
"It-It’s just the usual morning erection all guys have."
"Yeah, the sa one you had that evening when Isabelle punished us and made us kiss, right?"
Chris grows more and more uncomfortable, managing only to mumble sothing incomprehensible.
"Don’t be shy. I got really turned on too, feeling your tongue in my mouth, though I would’ve preferred it elsewhere. I was really disappointed when Isabelle said ti was up."
As she says this, Mia caresses his chest and face, moving closer to him.
"M-Mia, I don’t think this is a good idea—"
But she doesn’t give him ti to finish and silences him with a kiss.
She throws herself on top of him, straddling him, chest against chest, rubbing herself against his growing erection beneath his light pajama shorts.
I never thought I’d think this, but... I need to get Mia off before it’s too late!
Chris tries to push her off, but she grabs his wrists and pins them to the back of the couch. He’s completely helpless as Mia’s tongue moves wildly in his mouth.
He struggles to break free, but Mia’s strength is overwhelming thanks to the Tear of Azkarith flowing through her.
"Co on, Chris. It’s — your dear sister. I still rember that ti like it was yesterday... when you called my na while you were jerking off in the bathroom. You asked to suck you, and you even ca on my feet. It felt so damn good, your warm sen sliding between my toes... But now you don’t have to imagine it anymore. Just ask, and I’ll suck you as many tis as you want..."
Mia lowers Chris’s shorts, keeping his wrists pinned to the couch with one hand. Then she pulls down his boxers too, freeing his erection in full hardness.
Chris’s mind resists taking advantage of Mia in this state, but his body doesn’t agree.
"...or maybe a blowjob isn’t enough for you? Maybe you want to take my virginity? I’ve saved it just for you, my brother. Only my own fingers have ever touched my little pussy while I played with myself, listening to you moan."
Mia slips off her panties, and the sight of her smooth sex makes Chris’s already fragile self-control falter.
"My brother... I want you as much as you want . So stop wasting ti and let your huge cock fill completely... I want to feel your heat exploding inside my womb again and again. Make yours once and for all..."
Those words, heavy with lust, shatter Chris’s will. By now, his desire for her has overtaken his fear of what will happen when the Tear of Azkarith fades.
Mia releases his wrists once she feels he’s no longer resisting. Now he leans forward and kisses her. He lifts her shirt, freeing her full breasts.
He squeezes them roughly, impatient, making her moan as Mia lifts her hips, ready to drop onto his erection.
But... slam!
Mia falls backward and hits the floor, unconscious, under Chris’s stunned gaze.
Damn! Don’t tell ... her body gave out right at the worst mont?! Shit... could I be any more unlucky?! Not only did I fail to do anything, but when she wakes up she’ll be pissed at too! Life is really unfair...
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