Alex does his best to find out

Alex hurries to put away all his new clothes. He stops when he reaches the two doors, one to His room, the other to Emily's the one she told he he'd be living in now. He looked behind him and saw Emily looking deep in thought as she took a seat in the couch. He felt a pang of hurt at being unable to fix what he had broken, or even know what it was. He put the bags down in his room and, hoping that Emily would feel better if she didn't see him for a bit he got to work collecting all his old boy clothes.

As he took out the baggy clothes boyish clothes he felt a smile. The idea of actually wearing them now was funny to him, hell the memories of him wearing them was funny. None of them really showed off his girlishness. They didn't show off his slight body, barely any of them showed his ass, and none of them were even approaching cute. No wonder Emily only wanted him after seeing him show his girly side.

Thoughts of Emily pulled him out of the momentary respite of humour. He finished cleaning up and get all the old clothes in a pile ready to be removed. He then started to clean up the room. Hopefully he would be in here tonight and they could use the place for something else.

When he finished the place looked much neater. The clothes were ready to be taken away, the bed had been tidied up and the sheets replace, incase Emily banished him here, and the floor was no long contaminated with boy's underwear and socks.

He shyly stuck his head out of his room and looked for Emily. She was still on the couch but he saw the TV was on. He wanted to go check on her but could work up the courage to do so. He felt his hand close around the marker in his pocket. He still didn't want to risk writing something on him that would change who he was. But what if Emily didn't want him anymore.

With that in his mind he took out the marker and thought about both what to write and what intention to give it. he settled on 'BRAVE' limiting his intention to asking Emily what he did wrong. He wrote it on his forearm, should be easy enough to rub away without her seeing.

He felt an immediate change. His back straightened and his anxieties vanished. He left his room and walked over to her. "What did I do wrong?" He asked it so plainly even to his ears it surprised him. Thankfully his intentions were finished and mark lost its influence. He rubbed his forearm in his other hand behind his back to wipe away the mark, no point tempting... magic he suppose, he never really settled on a term.

"What?" Emily looked distracted and didn't seemed to have really heard him. He regretted wiping off the mark, he hadn't really considered that she might not have heard him. He felt his shoulders pull together and his arms wrap around himself. She looked at him and her face immediately softened. "Oh its just... nevermind, it's nothing." She lifted up her arm and moved her legs, making a spot for him to curl up into.

He did so happily. Being close to her again was like lifting a weight off his chest. When she wrapped an arm protectively around him he felt even better. He nuzzled into her side and let out a content sigh. Emily seemed tense and he looked up at her. "Did I do something wrong?" He still needed to know, he had to make sure never to do it again.

"Do you want to be my little sister because you like me or because you're a sub?" Her tone had a nervous edge to it and that made him worried.

"W-what do you mean?"

"I mean are you going to be like this," Her arm around him pulled tighter and he let out a soft moan at the dominated feeling it gave him. "to everyone if they dom you a little?"

Alex did answer not sure what to say. Honestly as he thought about the last two days, pretty much everyone who showed dominance towards him made him feel attracted to them.

After he was silent for a bit Emily kept talking. "The woman in the sex shop said you were and that it meant you'd never really be my little sis, you'd be who was the most dominates little sis."

Alex felt her arm around him loosen and he panicked. He did the only thing he could think of to stop her from leaving him. He took out the marker. He didn't want to tell her everything about it. Honestly he was just worried she wouldn't believe him and throw him out for being crazy.

"How about this, you can write that I'm your little sis wherever you want on me. That way I'll always be yours." He put the marker in her hand. She looked at it with a confused expression. "Please it's the only way to make sure I'll be you little sis." He moved to kneel on the floor in front of her and look up at her with is best puppy dog eyes.

She still looked unsure but seemed as eager as him to reinforce their relationship. She looked at the marker and seemed to disregard all the writing on it. Taking off the cap and looked down at Alex in her kneeling position and waved the marker around a little, thinking off the best place to write.

She smiled as an idea former. "Strip." Alex's clothes were off almost as soon as the command was out of her mouth. He went back to kneeling on top of the disregarded clothing as she moved the marker towards his forehead. She held it just a little from his skin then began to move down. He kept his eyes on hers as the marker moved down his face, over his nose and past his lips. She put her other hand on his shoulder and pushed him backwards. He laid down on his back with the marker poised over his neck. He didn't even question where she was going to write, he was her little sis and this would make it right.

He hand past over his stomach and he felt it push down a little above his public bone. He couldn't see what she wrote but felt it the two words. Once she was finished he felt a sudden shift.