Fiona out of her comfort zone

Your mother breaks out some wine and the group of you continue to talk. Peg asks you to skip the wine due to your procedure the next day and you agree. It seems no time at all before you hear the door open. You spring up and rush to the door, El follows close behind.

Fiona is there taking off her shoes with a big pizza box in her hand. She looked tired from her long day but she smiles at you as she sees you. Elsie takes the pizza and heads to the kitchen to apportion it out. The moment the box is out of her hands you embrace her in a long hard hug. She stiffens a moment at the sudden embrace but soon relaxes and hugs you back. Holding you to her and patting your back. Nuzzling into her long soft neck you whisper to her. "I love you so much. You shouldn't have done what you did but...thank you."

She kisses your forehead. "I will always protect you Jesse." You knew for a fact she could never keep that promise but it was nice to hear anyways. As you part you notice her grab her neck and bend it to the side. She really looks worn out from the long day she'd had. You help her off with her jacket and she goes to greet Peg and your mother.

The next hour is spent eating pizza and letting Fiona in on all of the things you had been discussing. She is stunned to find out your mother might have a bun in the oven, she looks at you in disbelief and just shakes her head. After that she takes the cascade of news in stride. She is happy for you concerning your upcoming procedure and she is fairly neutral on Aunt Peg moving in. As long as she's given her space she doesn't really care who lives there.

After being together most of the day and with all of the emotions that had flowed your mother and aunt begin looking at each other and touching each other in different more suggestive ways. The wine also played its part. None of you are surprised when they excuse themselves for the night and head up stairs together. You, El, and Fiona just smile to one another knowingly.

"They are adorable." Elsie sighs. "It will be nice to have Peg around." You all agree.

Craning her sore neck to the side once more Fiona finally says. "I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed." She chuckles. "Hope those two aren't too loud."

You take her hand. "Wait. Let me work on that neck first." Spreading your legs you pat the section of couch in front of you. Fiona looks at you suspiciously for a moment and hesitates before finally nodding. The coffee table is moved and she sits in front of you on the floor, you wrap your feet around her lean midsection. Bringing your hands to her long lean neck you begin to rub. You can feel the tension in her muscles as you begin your massage. She lets out a breath as she relishes the feeling of your kneading hands.

Elsie takes a moment then decides to join in. She comes around the coffee table and sits on the floor at Fiona's feet. Leaning her back against the table she stretches her legs out in front of her and brings her sister's feet up onto her thighs. Fiona is caught off guard but just goes with it. Fiona had already taken off her socks some time ago, her feet were bare and her painted toenails shined in the lamp light. El takes one foot and begins rubbing it. She looks up at her sister and smiles. You feel a bit more tension drain from Fiona's body.

This must have been strange for your big sister. She was always a bit distant and standoffish, even among family. Her prickly demeanor generally kept you all at bay. During sex she was always in control, belittling someone, or simply fucking their brains out. You are not sure the last time your sister actually got to enjoy a soft loving touch. You could feel the conflict in her body, she was loving the sensations but not entirely comfortable that she wasn't in control. She was outside her comfort zone to be sure.

You continue to work her tight shoulders and neck, Elsie working on her tired feet. She simply cannot help herself but to begin to relax and just soak in the simple sensual pleasure of a good massage. She begins to loosen and melt back against you.

Reaching up you unclasp the hair clip she had holding her long golden locks up out of her face. She goes to reach to stop you but you say. "Shhh." Unfurling her hair you begin running your fingers through it, her honey blonde mane cascades down her neck and shoulders.

El smiles at her. "You're so pretty with your hair down."

"Um...thanks." Fiona says uneasily.

You add. "She's always so pretty. And so strong and so smart."

This was really starting to put her on guard once more. "Guys...stop..."

You kiss the top of her head and move your hands out to the sides of her shoulders and continue your massage. "You're so beautiful Fiona." You whisper.

El also moves her kneading fingers, moving from her sister's one foot to the other. El has a wide eyed honest expression on her fresh pretty face. "You are Fiona, so very beautiful. It's hard living in your shadow. You are a lot to live up to."

You add. "We both love you so much."

"You...you don't have to say this stuff. Please stop..." You could feel the tension rising in her once more. "It's not true..."

"We mean it Fiona." Elsie says softly. "We love you big sister."

"Stop. How can you say that? Especially you El? After what...I did..." Fiona was starting to get upset, you could feel it in her body. You reach up and start running your fingers through her long blonde hair once more, giving her a scalp massage as well as just stroking and making her feel good. You even lightly rub along the edge of her ear and her velvety earlobe.

"Shhh..." You say again in a soft warm tone. "It's okay. It's okay." You stroke her and soothe her and try to assuage her unease. El does the same, running her hands softly over the tops of her feet and along her shins. "We love you Fiona." You both say in a hushed whisper. Both of you are pouring your heart into making Fiona feel loved and comfortable and at ease. Letting her know she was safe to just let her guard down for once.

Fiona sits, seemingly unsure of how to react.

El eventually returns her attention to Fiona's foot, really kneading it deep and firm, and just keeps massaging it with a little smile on her face. It takes some time but your big sister relaxes once more to your combined tender attentions. She lets out a long contented breath and you feel her whole body slacken and truly relax. She was giving herself over to her sisters, it was the sort of trust you doubt she would or could show anyone else in the whole world. Once more you return to her shoulders and even press your fingers toward the front, getting her upper chest muscles.

"This shirt and bra is getting in the way." You whisper softly.