Heavenly Highways

I know she is joking, but I pause for a moment. I check the clock. It's late. The nootropic will wear off soon. Kelly saunters over to me as I think, the smell of strawberries drawing me from my thoughts. "Kelly, " I mutter, lookup towards her again. My sister, divine and full of desire, standing before me in sheer cloth that only serves to entice and drive me wild.

"Dom," she answers, her voice low.

"As much as it pains me to say it... and as much as I want to lift you off of your feet and break your body against mine, I... can we just hang out? We haven't done that much, I feel."

Kellys predatory grin breaks into a knowing smile, and she cocks a hip out. "So you'll hump me in my grandma panties, but I put on this sexy outfit and suddenly you just want to be friends? You're a weird one, bro, but sure. What do you want to do?"

I drag her onto the bed and sit down next to her, our backs leaning against the headboard. "I want to know you. Really know you. I mean, I feel like we've gotten so much closer over the past few weeks. But there is so much about you that I don't know. Will you help me to learn?"

Kelly looks at me for a moment, a tear welling in her eye. "Fuck you, dude. Fuck you for being like this now. Where have you been the past eighteen years?"

"I don't know," I murmur, looking down. My vision is filling with her creamy skin and sheer cloth and I look back up at my sister to avoid another raging erection and a ruined moment. "But I'm here now."

Kelly sighs, then rests her head against my shoulder and gently traces shapes on my forearm with her hand. My fingers naturally fall onto her thigh and rest there, casually. "What do you want to talk about?"

I struggle to think. What do I want to talk about? Why am I not bending her over right now, devouring her? My mind surges with unbridled thoughts of ownership and bondage, making her mine, and destroying anything that comes between us. "Ugh," I mutter, shaking my head.

"A few months ago this would have disgusted me, you know," she begins. "I was happy with Dan, despite the minor abuses I suffered even then, and at best, repulsed by you. I hated you. For leeching off of Mom. Ashley out there, working so hard to keep us afloat. While you just sat there. Doing nothing."

I nod along with her words. She isn't wrong, by any means.

"That Dom, the one from months ago... he still disgusts me. But you're not him anymore. Not the person you were then, and I expect the person I wake up to tomorrow won't be the one I'm with now."

"Very David Hume of you, Kelly," I mutter.

"Who's that?" Her fingers stop in their path along my arm as she tilts her head up towards me.

"Nevermind, dear."

Kelly chuckles. Her fingertips begin their journey again. "Okay. Anyway, I feel like I just woke up one morning and suddenly you're different and someone I admire and someone I want to spend time with and make proud. It's kind of magical, almost."

"It is, isn't it."

"Colette doesn't get it, though. I tried to talk to her about it and she just looked at me funny. But it seems like she is coming around, lately. Maybe she sees it too. Hey, do you want to see something cool?"

"Sure." I look down at Kelly, who has a smug grin plastered on her face. "What is it?"

"I've been practicing a lot at cheer practice to be able to do a full split. Took me almost two years to get there, but I finally did it. Check this out." Without pausing, Kelly hops off of the bed, lands on her feet, and immediately drops into a full split. I look at her in wonder, mesmerized by the muscles popping off and settling around her near-nude bubble butt. She rolls back a few inches to reveal her mound and lips, greedily swallowing the pink sheer thong she wears.

She giggles, then stands back up again. "What'd you think?" She crosses her legs and sways back and forth in front of me, feigning innocence.

"If I were a lesser man, I'd think you're just trying to seduce me. Very impressive, though. But check this out!" Grinning, I hop from the bed and stand beside her, then drop into a near-full split of my own. As I settle at the bottom of my flexibility, I realize that I am at eye level with her mound and only a few inches away. Her lips are smooth and supple, easily visible through the sheer thong. I gulp. The scent of strawberries grows strong again.

"Dude, you can do a split too? What the fuck?" Kelly jokes, then pushes me over onto my butt with her knee. "That's so unfair."

Well, yoga has helped some. But I have the nootropic to thank more than anything else, I think. I just shrug at Kelly, who still stands over me. "Oh, I know! Let's play a game." She extends a hand to help me up, and we settle back onto the bed.

"What game?" I ask.

"Two truths and a lie. It's simple. We take turns saying two truths and a lie. The other person has to guess which is true and which is a lie."

I grin at Kelly. "That's perfect! You want to go first?"

She slides across from me on the bed and crosses her legs so that she is facing me. I try to maintain eye contact, but I find my eyes already wandering over her pale body. She does nothing to stop me. "Duh. I suggested the game. Okay, let's go. Two truths and a lie... Alright. Here are mine: I don't know how to tie shoelaces, I am a virgin, and I like classic rock."

I think about her options for a moment. "Dude, there is no way you don't know how to tie your shoelaces. Lie."

"Wrong! I, in fact, am completely unable to tie shoelaces. Mom pre-ties them for me. I hate classic rock."

I look at my sister, astounded. She giggles and pushes her breasts together between her arms, as she stretches her wrists. "Seriously?" I ask.

Kelly shrugs. "What can I say? I am more of a Taylor Swift girl."

"You really should learn how to tie your shoes."

Kelly gulps, suddenly blushing. "Um, maybe. Your turn."

"Okay... two truths and a lie. I can benchpress you, I am also a virgin, and I love you."

Kelly scrunches her face in amusement, then gives me a sly look. "You're not a virgin."

"Wrong, I can't benchpress you." I chuckle as she slaps my thigh.

"Dude, I am not fat!" She rises onto her shins and looks down at me, then smacks me on the shoulder. "Take it back!"

I reach around her hips and grab a handful of her round butt. "No, but you have a perfectly fat ass." I let the supple flesh drop and then gently smack it with my fingers, and she gasps.

Kelly quickly settles back into a sitting position, the dark spot suddenly forming between her legs not lost on me. "Thanks," she murmurs. Her cerulean eyes look up to meet mine and she grins again. "My turn. I won't take it easy on you this time."

I roll my eyes at my melodramatic sister. "We're playing two truths and a lie. What are you really gonna do? Truth me to ****?"

"Maybe." She looks around the room, thinking. Finally, she plants an elbow against her knee and rests her chin on her palm. Her eyes bore into me, all seriousness and no play. "Here. I actually don't like cheerleading, I kissed a girl one time, and Dan has a super small dick."

I think for a moment, dragging it out. Kelly waits, patiently. "Well, knowing Dan, I'm sure he has a super small dick. There's no way you don't like cheerleading. You didn't kiss a girl, did you?"

She giggles. "I kissed Colette. We just wanted to get the first one out of the way. I think she liked it more than I did, though..." She trails off, lost in memory. "Anyways. No, I don't actually like cheerleading."

"What?!" I ask, confused. "How? You do it every day!"

Kelly shrugs. "I like to work out. It's a good way to stay fit. But I don't actually like the sport itself. Everyone is a pick-me girl and fake. Too sexualized. I liked it when I started, but not anymore."

"Then why do you still do it?"

Kelly perches her lips, thinking. "I dunno. What else would I do?"

"Uh, stop?"

Her eyebrows flicker. "Huh. Eh, whatever. I'm almost done with it."

"I'm surprised... I never thought you didn't love it." I gently pat her thigh and caress it. "I'm glad we're playing this."

"Yeah, whatever. Your turn." Her words are dismissive, but she takes my hand in hers and gives it a gentle squeeze.

As I start to speak, Kelly leans away from me, planting her palms behind her for support. Her pale skin and blonde hair seem to invite me to her, but I stick to the game. "Okay. I want to be the man of this house. I want to take care of Mom and Ashley just like I am trying to take care of you. And I will do whatever it takes to do that."

My heart thumps in my chest, wondering if Kelly would understand the intent behind my words. To my surprise, she immediately arches her eyebrows and narrows her eyes. "None of those are lies." Her voice is low and accusing.

"No, they're not."

"And that means..." She leans forward, her face getting close to mine. "You want to be the man of the house?"

"The only one."

"To take care of us?"

"Every one of you."

"The way you take care of me."

"Maybe with slight variations," I chuckle.

Kelly eyes grow hard, and her cheeks flush. "You don't want just me, do you? I thought you only wanted me." Her chest flushes pink to match her cheeks, nearing the color of her sheer underwear, and my heart sinks. She isn't ready for this. I fucked--.

"You'll still protect me?" she asks, demurely. Her voice grows soft as I nod along to her questions, suddenly coming out in rapidfire. "And love me? And support me?"

"And anything else you need me to be," I answer.

"Dom," she mutters. A soft sigh. "I... understand. I know I should feel more strongly against this, but I just... don't. I feel like... if it was anyone else, outside of our family, I would hate you for it. But its Mom. And Ashley. They're part of me and you. I don't want them to miss out on what I am feeling. I don't know if they'll understand and agree, but I do. We're all part of each over. Ugh, I'm not making sense."

"No, Kelly, I understand. I know it's a hard concept to get with." I gently stroke her thigh to comfort her. "And it's not something that will happen without everyone's express consent. But, like you, it only feels natural to me. Primal, almost. Like we're a pack and I must be at the helm of it."

"Dude, don't go twilight on me," Kelly mutters, rolling her eyes. "So what, you want to bounce between us like a marble in a pinball machine and get your rocks off?" I see an ire growing within her, despite her earlier words. I grip her thigh, my fingers sinking into her porcelain skin.

"No, dear, not at all. Well, maybe. Actually, I guess so. Damn, that sounds bad. Look, I just want to be here for each of you equally. And... ugh, also Esmere and Colette, too, if they want it. They're a part of our family. I can't help it; I don't know why."

Kelly sits quietly for a minute, her lips perched in thought. "Fine. I understand. But I'm not doing any weird shit."

I chuckle at my younger sister, amused at where her mind immediately went. "Uh, I didn't ask you to." Feeling the nootropic finally leaving my mind, I decide it's time to shut down the conversation for now. "Why don't we sleep on it? We can always talk more about it tomorrow after you've had some time to think."

Kelly huffs and nods, then joins me in laying down on the mattress, finally. We slip under the covers and nestle against each other to spoon. "I really thought you'd fuck me tonight," she mutters, facing away from me. "Instead, I find out you're trying to fuck my mom and sister instead. So weird. Why can't I just have a normal **** brother that wants to fuck only me."

I struggle to contain my laughter at Kelly. "When I saw you in that, I thought I would too. You look absolutely stunning." My cock bumps against her ass, then naturally settles against her thigh. She gently pats it with her hand, sending a surge of energy throughout me that I fight off in favor of sleep. "Would you have let me?"

"I don't know what's wrong with me," Kelly whispers, burying her head into my pillow. "I would have. I would even now if you asked. Ughh, I'd do whatever you asked. The thought of it makes my legs quiver."

I bring my lips to her ear and plant a soft, wet kiss on it. "Yeah, that's just your daddy issues speaking up. Big, strong man in your life suddenly showing you interest. You want to make him proud and have his attention," I whisper, as my hand sneaks around her ribcage and grabs onto her breast. "Don't worry, baby girl, I won't fuck you tonight." I teasingly drag my cock up her thigh until it nestles between her round butt cheeks and slowly push it between them. "Maybe tomorrow, though. I need to sleep. Now kiss Daddy goodnight."

"Fuck you," Kelly murmurs, but she rolls over nonetheless and gives me a wet, passionate kiss. "But I think I just came a little."

"You're hopeless," I say, and give her a lighter kiss on the forehead. "Goodnight, Kelly."

"Goodnight, Dom," she murmurs, as she rolls back over, my hand still on her breast and my cock still nestled into the soft crevice of her ass.