A brother-sister "talk"

Rila clung to his once-injured arm as they ascended the staircase. The flesh had knit together so completely that the only sign he’d ever been injured was a minor leftover ache, less painful that it would be if he’d so much as slept on it wrong.

He was far more aware of another sensation, however. As his sister clung to him, she hugged his arm into her chest, smooshing it between her big, soft breasts. Her plump mammaries were wrapped protectively around his arm.

Does she even realize where my arm is? Does she care?

Rila herself was giddy as a schoolgirl. Ever since she’d found out he’d had a class, she’d had a permanent smile on her face. Her bright blue eyes glowed whenever she gazed in his direction. Her mouth opened and shut as she thought of a question to ask him, but remembered he’d only talk once they returned to his room.

I’ve forgotten what this was like. She was always so curious and passionate about the things she didn’t understand, and she always came to her older brother for answers. At the time I’d found it annoying, but now… now I realize how much I’ve been missing it. Missing my sister. I doubt we’ll be going back to the way things were then. So much has changed since then, and I…

He glanced at her. She was beautiful. She’d grown into a woman far more fully than he ever anticipated. He tried to stamp down on the feelings that warred within him ever since he’d hypnotized her, but he couldn’t. It was so easy, to take what he wanted. She’d never been so easy to manipulate.

I shouldn’t be doing this. She’s my sister.

“Why’ve we stopped? Your room’s over there. Don’t tell me you’re thinking about welching out on me!”

He sighed and nodded.

“No. No, I’m not. It’s just… nevermind. Let’s go.”

He disentangled himself from her and walked down the hallway, opening the door to his room. No one had encountered them on their way upstairs, thankfully. If anyone saw Rila disappear into his room, they’d probably just assume they were talking like they had so many times in the past.

Rila gave him a curious look as she followed him into his room. It was a sparsely-decorated place with dark wooden furnishings and a wide postal bed that sat at the other end of the room. Two dimly-lit manatorches ignited, sensing movement. Rila smirked at him and locked the door.

“There. Now no one can disturb us and you can finally tell me what in the name of the gods happened tonight.”

She had a predatory gleam in her eyes, but there was something else there, too. A hint of uncharacteristic apprehension and uncertainty.

She’s normally so confident and before today I might not have noticed. The Hypnosis really did have an effect on her. She’s probably wondering what she can do to make me trust her and afraid of doing something to scare me off.

Julian sat on his bed and motioned Rila to do the same.

“Alright. So what do you want to know, sis?”

The blonde smiled and walked towards him. He kept his eyes on her face, but the way her breasts swayed and jiggled as she walked made it very challenging. He knew she must have many suitors looking to start a relationship with her, but she’d never had a boyfriend to his knowledge.

She really is like a miniature version of Mom. Their personalities couldn’t be more different, but her body and face are almost exactly like Mom’s.

She sat down next to him. Their faces were inches apart, but strangely enough Rila didn’t seem too uncomfortable with that.

“So what’s your class? Is it a magical class? Oh, Velri’s going to be so mad if you have magic!”

Julian rolled his eyes. Of course she would ask the one question he wasn’t ready to answer. Thankfully he had a way to at least delay answering it for a little while.

Okay. I’m not sure I want to risk telling her I’m a Psion yet. I could probably use the trigger to keep her from telling anyone, but I don’t want to give her the idea that she’s only acting this way because I messed with her mind. It could ruin everything. I need to go to the library and come up with some lie to tell her until I have enough control over her to not worry about her reaction anymore.

“Actually, I think you should hold off on that question for now, Rila. Don’t worry about it for a few days. I’ll tell you when I’m ready. You can wait. Trust me.”

Rila’s eyes grew unfocused for a moment. Her lips drooped open.

She shook her head.

“I… alright, Julian. You’ll tell me your class when you’re ready. I can wait,” she said.

Wow. Holy gods, it actually worked. I wonder how far I can push her.

He gazed at her body for a moment. A small smile formed on his face.

“Actually, before we get into any questions, I need you to take off your robe real quick. It’ll make me much more comfortable about answering your questions. You want me to be comfortable, Rila and it’s absolutely fine for you to be undressed in my room. Trust me.”

She stared at him for a long moment. Julian swallowed nervously, waiting to see how his younger sister would react.

“You’re right. I… I want you to be comfortable and it’s fine to be undressed in your room,” Rila muttered.

Julian gaped.

No way. No fucking way.

She stood, clasping the side of her robe. She undid something there and pealed it sideways. The white robe cascaded off of her body like waterfall, revealing her big breasts which were only constrained by a white bra. A pair of white cotton panties hid her pussy from view.

He stared at her open-mouthed for a long moment, tracing the curves of his sister’s voluptuous body.

“H-hey! My eyes are up here!”

Rila crossed her arms and began tapping her foot on the floor. Her face was flushed cherry-red.

“I’m sorry, Rila. I was just getting really comfortable, you know? And you don’t mind if my eyes wander. It’s totally okay for that to happen here in my room. Trust me.”

The blonde girl swallowed and nodded. “It’s okay if your eyes wander.”

She sat back down next to him, closer than she was before. If he moved his arm even slightly he’d brush up against her soft skin. He stared down at her huge breasts. Her eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t react otherwise.

“So why don’t you tell me more about what happened tonight?” she said, composing herself.

His eyes flicked down to her breasts. They were so big and close. Rila had never dressed in her bra and panties around him before so it was amazing seeing them up close. He wanted to reach out and touch them.

“Julian!”

She shoved him.

“Hey, I thought it was okay if my eyes wandered a little!”

His sister glared at him.

“It is, but that’s not why I’m mad. Gods, you’re so annoying. I asked you to tell me more about what happened to you tonight and you just stared ahead blankly like some Tenlani undead. Maybe I should get dressed again so you don’t get too comfortable.”

Julian chuckled.

“I don’t think that’ll be necessary. Obviously I can’t look at you without losing focus, so you think it’s better if I just touch you then. You’d prefer that, actually, and you it's more than okay for me to touch you anywhere. Trust me.”

Rila licked her lips. Her mouth drooped open slightly.

“I’d prefer it if you touched me, Julian…” she whispered softly. She blinked, her eyes regaining their usual liveliness. “Now spill. Tell me everything that happened tonight.

Tentatively, he touched her shoulder. Her bare skin was so soft and warm. He lowered his hand slightly, tracing the skin just beneath her neck. Rila didn’t react.

“Well you know I was arrested at a classless protest, right?”

“Mhm.”

“You’ll never guess who did the arresting.”

Rila scooted closer to him. Her bra-clad left breast nudged his arm. He touched the top of it with his hand, pressing it against his arm.

“Who?” she whispered.

“Clevis Revenar. He shot me with a mana arrow and knocked me out. I woke up in a cell.”

Rila clenched her fists and narrowed her eyes angrily.

“That bastard! I know you two hate each other, but to use a class ability on someone without a class? He could have killed you!”

“Wait a minute. You actually believe me?” his eyes widened slightly.

She punched him.

“Ow. You just healed that arm, remember!”

Rila snorted.

“Don’t be such a big baby. I can just make it better again. See?”

Her hands glowed white and pleasant tingling warmth danced through his arm.

Julian gasped.

“Sis, that feels so good.”

Rila rolled her eyes.

“I didn’t even do any damage. I just hope it’s not enough motivation to go out and get hurt again. You have to be careful, big brother. Bastards like Clevis don’t care who they hurt. Did you know he tried asking me out once? The absolute gall of him. As if I’d ever date someone who hates my own brother.”

So Clevis went after Rila, not just Brynn? I hate that asshole so much. I need to make him pay somehow. Him and his bitch mother.

Julian frowned.

"Just before Clevis shot me, he said he asked Brynn out and that she said yes. Is that true?"

Rila quirked an eyebrow.

"I doubt it. It's no secret that elf has been in love with Brynn since forever. She never paid him much attention after he started bullying you, but if she did say yes to him I'd punch her myself."

Julian laughed.

“You’re a good sister, Rila.”

The blonde blushed.

“I-I am?” her eyes widened, as if she couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. She shook her head. “Well, of course I am. I healed you after you did something incredibly stupid, remember?”

Julian shrugged.

“Yeah, in hindsight maybe I shouldn’t have gone to the dungeons all alone. But you and the rest of the family never went out of your way to make me feel welcome here. How was I supposed to know any of you would help me?”

Rila looked away. She stayed silent for a long moment. Julian took the opportunity to explore her breasts, squeezing them through her bra. They were incredibly soft. He loved touching them. He wondered if it would be possible to have Rila visit him like this every night.

She faced him again. Her eyes shimmered slightly.

“I’m sorry, Julian. For everything. It’s just so hard to doing anything against Velri. She hates you, you know. If I stood up for you, she’d bully me instead. I know that’s not a good excuse, but it’s all I’ve got. I’m... I haven’t been a good sister for you. I've been a coward. You have no reason to trust me. That’s why I want to know everything that happened to you tonight. I want to be prepared in case something like that happens again. Clevis is never hurting you again on my watch.”

“You make it sound like you want to spend a lot more time with me.”

“I do,” Rila nodded.

Julian leaned toward her and kissed her forehead.

“I’d like that, too.”

Rila beamed at him. She reached an arm up to wipe the tears that had spilled down her cheeks.

“Hm. You should really tell me what class you are soon. We need to get ready for our initiation quest.”

‘Our’ initiation quest?

“So you want me to tag along as one of your quest members next week?”

He lowered his other hand down her back until it reached where her ass met his bed. He dug his hand underneath, grabbing a handful of her juicy bubble butt.

“Mhm. I feel like there’s no better way for me to get you to finally trust me than for us to go questing together. And I want to be there when you show the world that you're so much more than they ever gave you credit for. Uh, I won’t let anything happen to you if you’re worried you'll get hurt.”

Julian snorted.

“I think you know by now that sort of thing doesn’t faze me.”

Rila giggled.

“That’s right, you’re an idiot. And that reminds me. Who was the woman you got arrested for that Velri was bitching about? She must have been very beautiful,” she said, ignoring the fact that he was openly groping her breasts and ass.

Julian quirked an eyebrow, thinking about Izel. She was probably still in her cell, all alone until the Enforcers released her in the morning. He wasn’t entirely sure what to think of her. On one hand, she was obviously a part of whatever classless resistance movement had sparked the protests. On the other, she seemed so much more than that. She didn’t have the fear he’d seen so often in the eyes of those he’d once been like. Did she have a class? Somehow that wouldn’t surprise him considering her apparent lack of fear when the Enforcers had threatened her. It could have been bravado, but Julian didn’t think Izel was stupid enough to risk the ire of the Enforcers if she wasn’t able to defend herself.

I think I'll take her up her invitation to go visit her tomorrow. I want to know more about her and what's going on in this city.

A pair of hands gripped his shoulders and shook him.

“Julian, you’re drifting off again!”

“Hey, relax!” he grabbed his sister’s arms and pulled them off of him.

His sister huffed and pouted adorably. She crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them upward.

“Sorry, sis. I can’t help myself sometimes. So, the woman I was with last night. Her name's Izel and get this: she's from Tenlan."

Rila’s eyes widened.

“She’s Tenlani? I hear their women wear very little clothing. It's one of their customs down there. Don’t be fooled by it, big brother. She probably just wants to use her feminine wiles to ensnare you and use you as a human sacrifice or turn you into an undead servant."

Julian put his fist under his chin.

“Hm. Now that I think about it, she did invite me to go visit an old abandoned crypt where we'd be completely alone for miles around. Are you saying I shouldn’t go?”

She punched him in the arm for that.

“Idiot. I swear you boys always think with your little head instead of your brain,” she gave him a furtive glance. “Um, you weren’t being serious about the whole crypt thing, right?”

“No. But she was beautiful and she wore almost nothing. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her and she didn’t seem to mind. If anything, she encouraged it."

Rila blushed and looked away.

“You need to be more careful, Julian. I – we worry about you, you know?” she mumbled so quietly he almost didn’t hear her.

He put a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes met his. Before today, he’d never have considered doing what he was about to, but Rila’s healing spell down in the dungeons had convinced him.

“If you worry so much about me, maybe you should be my dedicated healer. Follow me around everywhere and back me up whenever I need you.”

She frowned at him.

“Me? Your dedicated healer? I’m definitely a higher level than you, so it’d be you who was serving as my dedicated… whatever you are.”

Julian snorted.

“Oh come on, Rila. Think about it. You were there for me in the dungeon. You fixed my arm. You want me to come along for your initiation quest and you don’t want anyone to hurt me again. There’s nothing wrong with you being my dedicated healer. Trust me.”

Rila’s mouth drooped open again. A string of saliva dribbled from her mouth and fell between her breasts.

Fuck.

“You’re right, Julian. There’s nothing wrong with me being your healer. I’ll follow you wherever you want as long as you’ll have me.”

“Hm. You’re such a good little sister,” he murmured. He pinched her rear.

Rila gasped.

“Mmmm…”

“Good sisters give their brothers nice long kisses on the lips whenever they want. There’s nothing wrong with you kissing me, Rila. In fact, you love it every second you're kissing me. We just need to keep it secret between us. Trust me.”

“Oh. That's..."

<You love the idea of kissing your brother. Ask him if he wants a kiss.>

Rila gazed at him for a long moment, her eyes half-lidded. When she spoke, her voice was low, barely a whisper.

“Do you want a kiss, big brother?”

Julian nodded.

Rila leaned towards him.

Her lips met his in a flare of passion and heat. They made out for what seemed like an eternity. His hands roved all over her body as they kissed. He deepened it, probing at her lips with his tongue. She opened them, allowing him access to her mouth. Her tongue tangled fervently with his. She moaned throatily.

"Mm." They broke the kiss and stared into each other's eyes.

"That was so wrong," Rila muttered. "But why did it feel so good? So right? None of the other boys ever made me feel this way."

Julian shrugged.

"I don't know, but I can tell you one thing. I'm not thinking about Izel right now."

Rila laughed shakily. Her big breasts jiggled enticingly.

"Idiot."

She kissed him again.

Julian Imerdan (lv. 5 Psion)

HP: 115/115

ST: 98/102

WP: 264/441

Skills...

<One Skill Point Available>

Attributes…

Effects…

Julian's Skills

[Manipulation] Suggestion (cost: 20 WP): The user can telepathically implant a suggestion in the mind of a target to influence an action, thought, or behavior of theirs. The target must be sapient. There is a chance that it might fail depending on the state of the target mind. The more simple and less unusual the suggestion, the easier it is to implant.

[Manipulation] Hypnosis (cost: 30 WP): The user lulls the target into a light hypnotic trance. While hypnotized, the target will be more open to Suggestion and suggestions, and more likely to divulge information they would not otherwise. Requires the use of a pendant or other foci to draw the target’s gaze. Can be interrupted by any sudden or intense stimuli. Duration: ten minutes.

[Affliction] Mind Jab (cost: 15 WP): The user projects a weak bolt of psionic energy that attacks the mind of an opponent, causing crippling mental pain that lasts for a few seconds. Affects any living creature with a brain.

[Connection] Detect Mind (cost: 2 WP/s): The user can detect the minds of sentient organic beings within ten feet.

[Innate] Focus (cost: free): The user enters a state of emotional detachment, allowing the user to ignore pain and resist negative mental effects. Increases WP regeneration by 20% while active. Only usable during combat.