Two in One

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Chapter 2

Nora was the last one at the party for your little sister. You had to send the guests home early but you don't mind, still you feel sorry for Mackie, you know she is not well and you try to make it as easy as possible for her. One last time you look at the sky.

I haven't seen such a storm in a long time, you think to yourself, then you go inside.

It takes a while to clean up the living room and the kitchen. Your parents left you alone for a date night and you don't want them to come back to a battlefield.

You're about to get a rag from the kitchen when there's a flash of light that makes you squint. When you open your eyes again, it's almost as if you see a shadow scurrying up the wall to the stairs, then the deafening thunder hits.

"Mackie!" you call upstairs and start moving. You knock on her door but hear no cries of fear. She usually comes running to cuddle with you during storms. Still, you are worried.

Carefully you open the door and peek into the dark room. On her bed you see the blanket under which your dear sister is lying. She does not move.

How could she not have noticed?

But all the better. You close the door again and go downstairs.

After an hour you go to bed. The house is clean and tidy and you are tired and looking forward to sleep. Not even the storm raging outside can change your tiredness.

You lie down in bed, your room is next to your sister's, but everything is still quiet there. Finally you look out the window into the storm and the heavy rain. Nora has already written that she is safe at home and that everything is quiet at her place, just a few miles away. Kamiley, your neighbor, show her lights in the next house, indicating she too has arrived after this wrecked party and she too has send you a comforting message. And Mackie has not shown her self either. Calmly you close your eyes.

But you wake up soon. You've been dreaming of bad things, but can only hazily remember swirling shadows and urgent words. You roll over in bed.

Then you open your eyes.

The door to your room is open and the little backlight from the hallway reveals a figure in the doorway. Quickly, you sit up.

"Who..." You rub your eyes. "Mackie?"

Your little sister stands motionless in the doorway, her arms hanging down her body and the battered shirt she got from you lying askew over her shoulders.

"I can't sleep brother," you hear her voice. She sounds so different. "Can I... sleep with you?"

"Sure thing," you say and sit up, swinging your legs out of bed and beckoning the girl over.

Her movements are so different but maybe she's just tired.

And then everything changes as your little sister steps in front of you.

"What..."

Her arms rest on your shoulders and her face comes close to you. It's dark in the room and her disheveled hair falls in her face but you recognize her devilish grin.

"Mackie..." Then her head snaps forward. You dodge backward as your sister tries to kiss you. "Mackie don't do that."

"I'm so lonely brother," she says, taking the opportunity to swing on your lap. "Please kiss me and make me feel better." Her voice is so seductive, her movements so graceful yet demanding. Her body presses against you and you feel her small breasts press against your chest through your old shirt. You have held her so often, given her comfort and closeness when she needed it. But this is different.

"Mackie no!" you cry desperately, grabbing her. Your sister laughs dirty as if the power struggle amuses her. Then her voice turns all innocent.

"What's wrong with you Finn? I'm your sister. Don't you want me?"

"N..." You can't answer. You've rarely denied Mackie a wish, and in your head... and heart, you want to obey her this time, too. "No!" You grip her tighter and keep her at a distance. Her expression looks confused.

"What are you doing?" she asks, frowning, blinking. Then her head jerks back and her eyes fix on you again. "Finn! Help me!"

"What the..."

"I don't want this. There's something wrong. I... I want to feel you inside me." Her voice changes mid-sentence and there's that devilish smile again.

"Mackie! What's wrong?" This time your sister gets angry. She struggles against your grip.

"Let go of me you peasant! Let go of me and stick your cock in my tight teeny cunt! Fuck me and... help me, Finn! Don't let me... Put your cock in my wet hole and make me a baby you horny stud!"

You shake Mackie who is getting angrier and angrier in your grip and rubs her lap against yours as if she wants to start a fire. Your cock twitches in your pants but you have learned to deal with that over time. Then her gaze changes.

"Finn help me," your sister begs again. "I don't want you to. Not really. Not like this. Please don't hurt me. Please..." You press her against you, hug her, very close to her. Then she starts to struggle again. "Why don't you obey and fuck me you fucking stupid peasant! Obey me!"

You wince as a pain runs through your shoulder. Mackie bit you as hard as she could and you feel a searing pain travel through your shoulder, down your back down your spine and up to your neck and head.

"No!" Then suddenly Mackie wants to break free. "Finn help me! Don't let it do this!"

"Mackie what's wrong!" you yell at her. She looks at you, tears on her face.

"I don't know" she sobs, her lips white after the bite. "I'm so sorry. Finn, I'm sorry." She begins to breathe in a panic.

"I'll call a doctor" you decide, trying to rise.

"No!" your sister shrieks, clawing at your shirt in a panic. "Don't leave me alone with it. Please... Fuck me already you lousy nobody and make yourself useful. I don't want... this. Finn stay with me. Hold me."

You literally fall over her and drag her into your arms in a **** gesture. Together you lie in your messy bed as the summer storm whips across your house and lightning flashes through the charged air.

"I'm here Mackie," you whisper into her hot ear as she clings to you at times, squirms under you at others, and tries to slip her fragile hands under your waistband. "I'm here. I'm not leaving."

"Please Finn...fuck me...stay with me...stick it up my ass...hold me tight..."

It takes an eternity for Mackie to say no more and a weariness overcomes you both as the summer storm outside the window slowly loses strength. Arm in arm you fall asleep together.