Silly Slime Sister

This part of the story carries on from The Family Grows at the end of Lucian's story thread.

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It is the Wednesday after Lucian and I’s aborted trip to Ohio and I am driving his SUV back to the manor with the whole back of the vehicle full of houseplants I had just purchased from a local greenhouse. My Incubus little brother sits cross-legged in the passenger seat with our purple slime sister Trixie in a blob like shape down in the foot well in front of him to stay out of sight of any normies. Since I had to pick up the plants I volunteered to pick them from the high school today. Having had to quit my classes last week left me with plenty of time, though after the big purchase today my funds were already running low.

Trixie looks up at Lucian who had just reverted to his natural form. “So are you guys gonna do it again tonight?”

I roll my eyes. Since my brother and I had become lovers Trix had been endlessly fascinated by it, begging that we use her toy in anyway we could think of involving it. To the point where she was actually becoming a bit annoying about it. She wanted even more, she wanted to become involved, but I was still feeling really weird about that. Even though her gift to me was quite literally a piece of her and despite the fact that, through it, she had watched me do all sorts of kinky things the idea of getting with Beatrix was a hurdle I just hadn’t had to clear with Lucian. With my adoring little sister, my little buddy, the taboo nature of what we both wanted weighed heavy on me. Having her actually there in the room? I still wasn’t sure. If it happened at all it was going to take me some time to get there.

“I wish.” Lucian says. “I could use a good hard breeding tonight.”

“Breeding?” Trix nearly swoons at the word. “Ohhhh, that sounds so nice.”

“Oh, it is!” Lucian sighs. “As you’ve seen.”

“He he he, yeah! Jake looks like a such good lover.”

“The best.” He winks. God it was still so weird hearing them talk like this. Lucian continues. “But I have an essay I have to get done. With all of the…” He glances my way with a smirk. “…extracurricular activities I’ve been up to lately I’ve fallen behind.”

“Thankfully!” I quip. “I need a break! I’m only human ya know.”

They both giggle, Trixie’s jello mold looking body rippling with her laughter.

My eyes glance up to the rear view mirror to watch the verdant leaves and fronds of the plants sway to the movements of the car. “Besides, I was thinking about sleeping upstairs tonight.”

Trixie and Lucian smile and look at each other then back at me warmly. These two both knew my secret of how I really felt about my twin. Others suspected but only my younger siblings knew for sure. The three of us, four now including Vespera, were the babies of the otherwise much older family and we had a natural inclination to band together. I turn off the highway, through the security gates, and start the way down the long winding drive of the estate. Lucian is leaned forward excited to be home as Trixie sprouts a couple of hands to text with her many school friends. With the final dance of their final school year fast approaching the gossip and buzz among her and her friends had never been higher. Out here in our small town school dances still had an air of excitement and significance around them. With my blessing Lucian had already lined up a date for it but Trix had decided to just go with “the girls” as a group to keep her choice of dance partners as open as possible.

We haven’t even gotten past the tree line to the yard when we see the platinum and gold shape of Sloopy the celestion leaping and prancing with joy from one side of the drive to the other. Lucian’s face lights up with pure joy.

“There she is!” He exclaims. “There’s my girl.”

“Ooo!” Trix stretches her head straight up and twists it 180 degrees to look. “Ha ha ha! Hey Sloops!”

With a chuckle I slow the car down to a stop and let him out. He and the new family pet were like peas in a pod and this reaction to seeing each other had played out every time he returned home. He leans over and gives me a peck to the cheek then hops out of the car and runs to leap into to the fluffy body of the creature who had so nearly ended his life less than a week ago. Watching the slight demon and the huge fearsome celestial beast roll and wrestle together like a pair of giddy goofballs never failed to amuse me. I was happy they got on so well as Luci was going to be paying a steep price to keep her, no college next year and his entire life’s plan derailed by his good deed in saving this beast.

Trixie shifts up into the seat as I drive on. She watches the pair as we go with a huge grin. She had squealed like mad when she found out the pet and had quickly come to love it nearly as much as her brother.

“We should have gotten a pet sooner.” She says.

“I thought that’s what Bronwyn was.” I joke and we share a laugh.

I pull the Cayenne up to the front door and hit the button to open the rear hatch. The pair of us get out and walk around to the back. We each take two pots, one in each arm, and head for the house. The doors swing open on our approach, as usual our Pixie maid Ciara is there to greet us with uncanny timing.

“Young Master, young Mistress.” She curtsies as she flutters in the air in front of us. “May I help you?”

“We’re good.” I wave her off. “We’ve got this.”

“Are you sure Master Jacob?” She says. “I could carry…”

“No, no. We’re fine.” I say. Then, just to give her something to do, I add. “Could you bring us a snack? We’ll be in the West wing attic. Anything will do.”

“Of course.” She bows. “Yes Master Jacob.”

I knew Ciara was quite capable of helping us despite her diminutive size thanks to the telekinesis like power she had to manipulate objects around her but I didn’t want her around.

Trix had picked up on my new prickly attitude toward our faithful servant. “Why have you been so weird around Ciara lately?” She asks as we climb the main stairs in the entry hall. “It’s almost rude.”

In my mind the brief battle between my twin and my father, grandmother, and Ciara plays. I remember the orange-green power shining from our maid’s eyes and the bolts of deadly energy she shot at Vespera with lethal intent, I recall the fierce look of a warrior on the face of someone I had thought was a gentle soul, and I remember how when the shit really hit the fan our loyal Ciara had but one true master. My father. When my enchantment broke everyone in the household had revealed their true selves to me but with Ciara I discovered she wore another mask beneath the illusion and it put me on edge around her.

“Speaking of rude.” Trixie interrupts my thoughts. “Helloooo?”

I smile, realizing I had just ignored her question to me as I became lost in my thoughts. “Sorry.” I say, though still avoid answering. I open the door to the attic and let her go first. She strides slowly up the stairs and sways her purple jelly tush enticingly as she goes with a playful glance back over her shoulder. I roll my eyes and chuckle.

“Come on, come on.” I nudge my shoulder into her butt to urge her forward. “Get going silly.”

“He he he.”

The moment I reach the top of the stairs and see the still black mass of my twin I feel that deep sense of peace that I had around her wash over me anew. I take in a long breath and let it out slowly as I luxuriate in our innate bond. After a moment I shake out of it.

“Just put them in the middle for now.” I say. “We can arrange them once they are all here.”

Trixie nods and puts down the plants she’d been carrying. “You got it boss.”

After a number of trips up and down the stairs we eventually have all of the plants collected in Vespera’s room, just in time for Ciara to have a little picnic set up for us across from Vespera’s inert form. I had tidied the room up a bit but not too much. I made sure to leave the spiders and webs and any other creepy crawly I came across. My sister seemed to love living things and so I wanted to make this room as alive as possible for when she woke, this was why I purchased all of the plants. I stand back and look at the space.

“Hmmm, maybe those big ones along the walls and the smaller ones in front. What do you think Trix?”

“That’s a good idea.” She says brightly. “You’re so smart Jake.”

I laugh. “I don’t know about that.”

We set about setting out the plants. I am practically tripping over my little sister the whole time. She is constantly bumping into me and touching me and asking me questions. I knew she was messing with me and I loved it. Eventually I grab her and pick her up off the ground, she giggles and wriggles in my arms. I am about to hit her with an all out old fashioned tickle attack…until I recall what Lucian had told me. “Her whole body is an erogenous zone!” He had said. “You might as well be tickling her clit.” Instead I plunk her down again and waggle a teasing finger her way.

“Would you quit being a pest.” I scold in jest. “You are being so silly.”

A brief flash of disappointment crosses her cute face as she realizes the tickles weren’t coming, but in the blink of an eye her cherubic smile is back. “He he he. Sorry big brother.”