Fiona the Snake

In the dark room you pull your shirt off then slip under the covers yourself. Fiona scoots over to press herself into you, her magnificent breasts pushing into your bare chest as she snuggles up. She snuggles up best she can with her hand bound behind her back and her ankles tied together that is. Putting one arm around her you pull her in and she nuzzles in tight.

"Mmmm." She coos happily.

"You sure you're comfortable?" You ask, worried about her being all tied up like she was.

"I'm perfect just like this." She sighs. "Just perfect."

You reach over and grab the remote for the television and flick it on. The screen lights the room with a pale illumination and the nattering noise of 24 hour news fills the room. You instantly begin surfing through channels. Depressing politics and current events were the last things you wanted to watch right now.

"What are we watchin?" Fiona asks brightly. The weeping scared girl from just half an hour ago seemed like a distant memory.

You look down at her. She smiles back up. "I don't know. Um...you're in a good mood all of a sudden."

She nods. "Mmm hmm."

You were confused. After all she had just been through you had expected a long night of weeping and heart to heart conversation. "El was pretty rough on you."

She nods again. "Yeah. Yeah. She was something, wasn't she?"

What the hell? "Something? She was horrible!"

Fiona lets out a long breath. "Yeah. Horrible. And I deserved it. Every bit of it." She rests her head down on your shoulder. "I've waited so long for her to hit me back. To hurt me back. To show some...anger, indignation, anything."

"Fiona, the things she said..."

"Were mostly true. Mostly well deserved. She had every right to say those things. I've waited years for her ****." Fiona's grin widens. "Don't you see Jesse? That woman we saw, that is a part of her. Somewhere deep inside those feelings were there already. She...she's not perfect after all." Fiona looks back up into your eyes. "She's flawed, just like us. Just like us Jesse. I feel like...I feel like I can really talk to her now. Ya know? Does that make sense? I love that girl so much right now."

Wow. That was certainly a unique way of looking at things. Fiona really was an odd bird. Though, in fairness, she was a Bailey.

"She almost had you cut yourself."

Fiona nods. "I would have done it. Even without the virus. If El had asked. I would have bore those scars for her. A permanent symbol of my sins." There is a long moment of silence. "I would die for you two. I would die for you." Not only could you tell that confession was not a lie, it sounded like the most honest thing ever to leave her lips.

"Oh geez." You hug her tight and kiss her head. "Let's not talk about dying, okay? We all want you alive."

She pops up suddenly and unexpectedly kisses your lips. "I know. I know you love me, even if I don't deserve it. You're the best."

You shake your head in disbelief. This family of yours was so damn insane.

You give her a heartfelt look. "Well...I'm glad you're feeling better."

"Sooo much better." Fiona sighs. "I feel...I feel...good." There was a look of calm on her sunny smiling face. You wonder the last time your older sister truly felt good. The ordeal of this night seemed to be a catharsis. She had survived it to see the light on the other side.

You share a quiet moment of connection before you return your attention to the tv. You honestly weren't sure what to make of all that, you were just glad to see her happy again. After all that had happened you were bone tired, Fiona must be even more exhausted. Time to just shut off the old brain, watch some mindless drivel, and drift off to sleep. "Let's see if we can find something to watch. Take our mind off things."

Fiona held tight to your side you flick through the channels. You would watch for a few seconds then click to the next and then the next. Beside you Fiona shifts and moves, you assume just to get comfortable. You can easily feel her soft breasts and rock hard peener pushing into your side. She doesn't stop moving however. She just keeps shifting and adjusting and pushing and rubbing against you.

'He he he he he!" She lets out a burst of giggles. "I've never been tied up before. He he he."

"You seem to be enjoying yourself."

"Yeah." She titters. "Cause I'm with you. My sexy lovin brother lookin after me. I've never felt so safe."

Wriggle, squirm, shift. You try to hold her still but she was having none of it. "Okay, calm down now Fiona."

She nuzzles her nose against your neck. "Mmmm, you smell good." She kisses it and gives it a quick suck.

"He he he, stop. That tickles." You say with a grin.

Fidget, squirm, slither. She is rubbing her tits back and forth against you now, and it sure doesn't seem like an accident.

You chuckle. "Would you quit moving around, I'm trying to watch this." You motion toward the screen. You had finally found something to watch.

"He he he. He he he." Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle. Without warning she slips her head under the blankets and continues to squirm and wriggle and writhe against you.

"You're playful." You say. "Come back up Fiona. No more fooling around tonight. I already feel pretty bad about the first time."

"He he he he he." She shimmies her upper body up on top of you. You cock an curious eyebrow. She wasn't as obedient as she had been earlier.

"Fiona, come on now."

"I'm like a little wiggling worm." As she wiggles without the aid of arms or legs you feel her make an unmistakably thrusting motion into you, her micro-stiffy pokes into your belly. "Or a slithering snake! A ssssssnake."

Chomp!

"Ow!" You yelp more from surprise than actual pain. She just bit you! Just above the nipple.

Lifting the covers you peer down to your sister's gleeful playful face radiating up at you. Her eyes were alight with naughty mischief. You could see...just barely...a little of the old fire in her again.

She gives your upper stomach a long lick and then a long pinching nibble between her smiling front teeth. Then another long flicking lick.

Your stomach shudders from the tickling lick and you cannot help but laugh. "Ha ha ha! Stop it."

"Sssssss." Chomp! "I'm a sssnake!"

"Ow!" You flinch. "Ha ha ha! Oh my god Fiona. We are not doing this. Quit being so silly. You're acting like a child. Stop it. Ha ha ha!"

"He he he." She opens her lips and gives you a wet sucking kiss just on the underside of your right pec. She squirms even more up onto you, now most of her body resting on yours. "Mmmmmm." She kisses your body again, then again, then....Chomp!

"Oooch! You are going to be trouble I see." You say with a jovial sternness.

She shakes her head as she wriggles lower and lower, kissing your tummy along the way. "Nuh uh brother. No trouble. I'm all tied up. I'm at your mercy. What trouble could I possible get up to? Ssssssss." Chomp!

What trouble indeed.