A morning after decision

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Chapter 8

All my bones ache, my hips feel like there are nails stuck in them and my shoulders are as stiff as the relations between North and South Korea. I have rarely slept so well in my life.

And there is Rose, naked, fetal position and all, hands on her chin, eyes closed and breathing quietly. Her shoulders are sticking out from the covers and her hair is in her face, all messy and sexy.

Unbelievable. I slept with my sister and...

I don't deny it. It was good. Very good.

And I want more. Much more. I want Mom. I want Tammy and Jasmine. And I want Rose.

But first I want to brush Rose's hair out of her face, tenderly. Her face looks so peaceful when she doesn't have to fight. Do I look like that too? Or do I look confident of victory? More like broken from the best night of my life.

My sister's soft moaning makes me pay attention to her as my fingers touch her hair.

"Good morning," I whisper and repeat as Rose wakes up. Sleepily, she opens her eyes, blinks and looks at me. The first thing she should see after this night is a satisfied Finn. Then she opens her eyes.

"No." Oh shit. She shakes her head. "No." She sits up. The blanket falls off her body and exposes her soft pink nipples. "No. No. No. No. No. Fuck No."

"Rose... everything's okay, I..." But her hands are already clenching into fists as she hits me. It doesn't hurt, not much, she's too tired, too shaken... and there's no aggression in her actions. "Calm down." But she doesn't want to listen and gets up. I almost have to laugh, it's really a funny situation to see my naked sister stand up, lose her balance and hit the wall with her shoulder. I follow her and hold her tight... and she lets me take her in my arms.

"What did we do?" she asks shocked into my embrace, returning the gesture at the same time.

"We had sex," I admit. "Unplanned and..."

"Fuck!" It looks like she wants to headbutt me, but she just shakes violently. "Fuck you came inside me." I really should have bought the Pregnancy Control Perk. "Fuck my brother came inside me." Rose starts pacing the room and I can't help but stare at her bare ass. So bouncy and tasty. And her hips, her back... I see her vagina wink at me between her thighs. "Hey! Fuckface!" She's so cute when she's angry, but before she can hit me again, I raise my hands in a calming gesture... to no avail. Rose reaches out to slap me. I deserve this, pseudo-**** and all. But maybe she's just embarrassed.

A good way to wake up. A slap in the face. I can recommend it to anyone.

And Rose likes it so much that she wants to do it again right away. I react quickly, grab her arm and pull our bodies together.

"I can feel you shaking," I say in her ear. I'm bigger, stronger than her, but she lets my arms wrap around her and my cock press against her stomach. Of course I'm hard. With that ass... And those eyes...

"Fuck you! Yesterday..."

"I liked yesterday's shaking better," I grin. I have the MCD. No reason to be afraid of her mood swings anymore. No reason to be sad about her distance anymore. "You were happy then." Rose says nothing.

Rose snuggles up to me.

To be honest, I don't know if she deserves it. I mean, years of negligence can't be wiped away in a passionate night of sibling sex.

But at the same time... I like holding her firm body in my arms.

"That must never happen again," she whispers quietly, barely audibly, as if she hopes I won't hear her. But I pay attention to what my sister says. We are a team. Now. Because of me. I feel her hands on my bare chest. "That will never happen again."

"If you say so." Rose moves even further away from me. Now is not a good time to tell her that it definitely will happen again, but... "Not that I don't respect you, Rose," I say carefully. "But tell me when I was with you, it didn't seem like you didn't enjoy it yesterday." Again I have to react quickly when she raises her dainty girly fist and gently grab her wrist. "Didn't you say you needed it? That I should give it to you?" I grin. Hey, sex with a girl like Rose, adopted sister or not, is really invigorating. Even more so than a slap in the face in the morning.

"Finn shut up for once in your goddamn miserable life you lousy loser fuck," Rose curses, but doesn't step any further away from me. "We're siblings."

"Do I have to play the adoption card now?"

"That's not..." Rose screams and puts her hand over her mouth. "That's not what I meant," she hisses through her fingers, her big eyes fixated on me. "You know that... We're both... It's just not..." It's so sweet to see her trying to find a reason. She's had to fight against me her whole life and suddenly, even though she actually wants to, she feels this desire to stick with me, to form a team. And the sex... I take her in my arms again. At first she resists, but then gives up and lets her big brother comfort her.

"I understand you," I say reassuringly. "And I understand where you're coming from."

"Yes?" she asks, uncertain. Is she hoping I'll persuade her now? At -48? I don't take the risk and prefer to stroke her disheveled hair.

"Maybe not completely," I grin. "But I respect you."

"You shouldn't."

And she's right. I shouldn't respect her. Because of what she did, what she held back from me. Because of her past. But does that affect our future?

"Shut up," I chuckle. "Does it always have to be so complicated with you?" No answer. She hugs me tighter. "Now we'll wash you first, then we'll go to the pharmacy and get the morning-after pill, okay?" A nod. Damn, she's sweet. "We're Team Rose. Bro. Okay?"

"Okay," she whispers. "Thanks, bro."

Rose Lynchwood. +2 (PS -46)

I stand in front of the pharmacy of our mall, a little forlorn, waiting for my little sister. She wanted to go alone and somehow I can understand her. She doesn't see me as her boyfriend yet and... What am I thinking? Boyfriend? I shake my head. Now that I'm absolutely sure that the MCD is working, it's high time I figure out what I'm going to do from now on.

I don't really lead the best life and it's not just my family that's the reason for that. Whether it's my fault or cosmic fate is irrelevant here, but neither school nor my job are places of joy and wonder for me and no attempt on my part to improve the situation has worked.

I wonder if the rich crazy inventor of the MCD saw that too? Was it his plan to test me? Or... reward me? I mean, I think I'm a pretty nice guy, considering how I feel about Rose. But then again, I also know, just like she does, that everyone in life is accountable for their actions. Maybe Rose knows that even better than I do.

I look at her as she stands there, lost like a little child and with a defiant look on her face, trying not to attract attention and I can't help but smile. Poor Rose. The perks...

"Oh!" I mutter and pull out my phone/the MCD. I quickly look at the list of perks. 600 tokens. I could buy Pregnancy Control. I should buy Pregnancy Control. But I've decided to save up for 800 tokens and I'm going to do that. And besides, Rose said that sex with her would never happen again...

"Oh!" I say again when I see her profile flashing. I click on it. Another update or...

Congratulations! You've brought a subject down to -50 with persuasion, tricks and energy!

Note: Most subjects start to realize that something is happening to them from this score on. How they react depends on their personality and the perks you've activated.

Now the game changes.

The game? So that's how the rich guy sees it? That doesn't surprise me.

From a progress score of -50, the user has to choose one of two specialized paths that contain a (usually) sexual component that binds the subject directly (or indirectly) to the user.

Okay. So all the worries about whether I wanted to have sex with Rose and Mom didn't matter anyway. Well, maybe it was good for my character development.

As usual, the behavior will become more established as the PS progresses.

Note: Some perks (including those already applied) are specifically tailored to the subject's path and may therefore differ slightly from the experience of other subjects.

Note: Once a specialized path has been chosen, it cannot be undone.

Choose wisely!

Rose Lynchwood / Best Bro “Right behind you bro!”

- As the subject progresses, they will see the user as their best friend and soul mate and will build a deep and intense bond with them. The need for a close and intense friendship between the subject and the user will continue to grow, as will the need to have their back and to be helpful and important.

Choices

I’m sorry bro for what I’ve done

- The subject will be driven by the desire to make amends for past wrongs. The feelings of guilt remain and as the PS increases, the willingness to obey the user does too.

Now I know why

- The subject is driven by the desire to improve the here and now and the user’s future. They have feelings of guilt, but these can be reduced with the help of the user. As the PS increases, the feeling of belonging to the user increases, as does the willingness to do things for them that the subject previously found unpleasant.

“Okay…” I take a deep breath. “Okay…” Slowly exhale again. "Okay."

So it's about my future with Rose. Shit, can the MCD read minds? Or the rich, mysterious guy? Or am I just that predictable? I can now decide whether the guilt she obviously has for me should drive her... where exactly? Apparently to a point where she would do anything for me to make up for the mistakes of the past. What does that mean? Eternal guilt? I think it's more like eternal dependence.

That sounds... I think that sounds quite... okay. Rose said it herself. She's done more bad things than I have. And I've suffered more. And to be completely honest, yes, it sounds tempting that she'll be dependent on me, on my kind words, on me forgiving her and giving her the opportunity, over and over again, to apologize to me. A life of remorse, yes, but it would certainly feel good to finally be guilt-free.

Or the other way? The MCD doesn't change the past, but it does change the present and future. Is it better to focus on that? Together with Rose? It sounds friendlier, anyway. We will grow closer together, as brother and sister. Brother and sister who will have sex together. Because we want to? At least we wanted to yesterday and if I help Rose further along her path, she will certainly not have much objection.

And in the end? As it says here, and as I interpret it, Rose will be mine one way or another. Either out of guilt or because she wants it that way. And the further I advance her PS, the more she will do for me without protesting or denying.

I look at her again. She has her back to me, but then turns her head. I smile at her and she rolls her eyes and flips me the bird. But there is also a smile, small and shy, as the cashier at the pharmacy hands her the bag with the morning-after pill.

No matter what I do, Rose will be mine. Whether she wants it or not. So the app was right. There is no turning back.

Control or friendship.

https://strawpoll.com/kogjR7XLNg6

I should choose wisely.

Message from the author: God, you wouldn't believe how nervous I am right now. Firstly, I hope you enjoy the decision and that I have managed to give my characters a worthy journey with this and with your participation, which you will be happy to accompany them on. This decision will come from now on for every subject at PS -50 and you will always have the opportunity to vote. Sometimes it will be about sexual things, sometimes about the specialization of kink or completely different things. If you have any questions, I will of course answer them, as well as taking (and being thankful about) suggestions and wishes for the other specialized paths of the subjects. (Please do this in the spoiler chapter on the paths so that everyone is happy. Thanks). Secondly, I hope (even more so) that I have managed not to influence your decision with my writing. I basically have two moods. Good boy and bad boy and, shit, I'm pretty sure you can see what mood I was in with Rose. And fuck, somehow I hope that your mood and my mood are the same here and that the poll was unnecessary and Rose gets the path I want for her. Fuck! But fuck, this is your story, the reader's story, and you decide and I follow. I'm happy to do that and no matter what the poll looks like, I'll do my best to give my readers the experience they want and deserve. Shit, my hands are shaking...