Because I’m supposed to be dead by now~ Also, posting this for someone else!

Her soft purrs were simply too alluring. I felt like a deranged man as I kept myself atop her sleeping form. She laid sound on her comfy bed, unknowing of my stealthy boldness. I immediately swallowed my breath after unknowingly letting out a tinge of my warm breath onto her soft cheeks. She stirred a little, but remained in a slumber. She mustn’t get awakened, she mustn’t know I’m here, she mustn’t be hinted about my objective.

I examined her still features: her ever-adorable face, her slender frame. Her hair smelled of roses. She looked more enticing as she only wore a short silky evening gown underneath the comforter over her petite body. Her lips were gaped apart, inviting me to inch closer and lavish on the taste of her mouth.

Feeling unable to hold myself any longer I slowly slid the thick sheet to reveal her enticing features in front of my eyes. I enjoyed running my fingers all over her exposed skin, being pleasured more by her every single moan. I kissed her forehead, the her cheeks—

“O-Onii-chan?”

I pulled head aback at her sudden arousal from sleep. Still half-dazed, yet bewildered that her onii-chan’s on top of her in the middle of the night, touching her all over and kissing her, she stared at me with those sleepy eyes.

“Maria, please forgive Onii-chan…”

Sooner or later she’ll realize my uncanny goal. Nobody’s going to know. We just have to keep quiet. I have to keep her quiet.

“Uuuhh…”

I snatched a kiss from her soft lips before she could let out another sound. Her lips were trembling. I see tears form on the sides of her eyes, but I was simply distracted with the sweet taste of her mouth. She tried to push me off her, but I easily got a grab of fragile young wrists and braced them back onto the soft bed with my hands. I licked her lips before she opened her mouth again to accept my forwardness. I massaged her tongue with mine. Licking the sides of her mouth startled her. She sobbed between her breaths as she tried to catch them. She’s aware that I want to do lewd things to her. Her mother’s just at the next room. She didn’t make a sound, she’s keeping herself from making a sound.

She looked at me with teary eyes. I’ve been violating Maria. I bent down again to kiss her flushed cheek, then trailed down to her next, then her collar, staying there.

Licking and kissing her collar aroused her. She cupped her mouth, keeping quiet. She’s still quietly sobbing under her hands. Being heard is a bad thing. Finding her dress distracting, I quickly unbuttoned her sleeveless silk gown. I ran my hands onto her petite slender body—her underdeveloped breasts were firm, her slim frame was delicious to touch. Her husky moans kept quiet within her convulsive weeping excited me; the fact that I’m shamelessly doing this to her while everyone else is peacefully asleep excited me. It’s a voyeuristic game in the midst of a silent night.

Fondling her small breasts delighted me. She’s terribly shaking, I can feel her unsteady breathing. She wants to scream. She’s keeping herself from making a sound. I suckled on her now erect rosy nipples, pinching them as I went. Her legs were shaking under the sheets, unable to keep up with such new sensations. I kissed her lips again, trying to console her sobbing. Being heard would be bad. I reached down the sheets to massage her young legs, incredibly soft and smooth. As I tasted her mouth, an immediate need made itself through me. I pulled the sheets off her to reveal her pure white panties. I instantly reached between her legs to feel her wet delicates, rubbing its soft sides with one finger.

“O-Onii-chan, please stop…”

She whispered her sobs, tears forming in her eyes. I started working around her soft slit with two fingers, spreading them slowly as I nibbled on her earlobe with hungry lips. Her delicate body’s completely under my submission. She’s under my submission. She must really hate me now. I reached under her panties, teasing and rubbing her underdeveloped clitoris, and slowly made my way inside her delicates. She immediately let out a faint scream beneath her trembling hands, feeling the sensation of of fingers sliding in and out her wet vagina. She reached out to grab tightly at my sleeve with both hands, trying to endure the intense rush of pain and pleasure. The feel of the moment was fantastic. I felt selfish. I picked up speed. Her husky moans went faster. Face beat red; it took much of her will-power to keep herself from getting any louder. Feeling herself going nearer to her limit, she tried to slower my pace, closing her legs—but I still pushed on.

“Onii-chan—No more. I can’t anymore… Uuuhh~!”

She could no longer hold back. Her snatch tightened as she reached her peak. Legs shaking, her entire body stiffened as she grew numb from the orgasm. Her heart raced as she tried to catch her breath, recovering from the spasms of pleasure. Her juices flowing from her moist slit messed up the sheets. She’s sobbing and panting, after the feeling of her first orgasm, still afraid and confused at the same time. I didn’t give her the time to rest yet. Still filled with lust, I hungrily lapped at the juices that soaked her folds, making sure to cover all the spots including her smooth thighs. I tasted her inner folds, flicking my tongue to make her jolt and wince from the sudden surge of sensation. She’s still quietly crying as I ravaged her nether regions. It wasn’t long before she succumbed to her second orgasm, but I still went on, spreading her legs to stroke more into her. Her sweet juices splattered to me as her body trembled with more vaginal spasms.

I wanted more of her. I felt needy. I could no longer hold back. She held on to me, both arms around my neck as I inserted my member into her. Slow, so she could still take it. I apologized again, before starting to pump into her. She’s as tighter than I imagined. I couldn’t push the whole thing into her. Her light body, slender and delicate, I can’t get enough of. I went faster. Her cute moans and sobs went faster. I’m at my climax. She neared her limit.

Feeling her track tighten she embraced me as hard as she could. We both released inside her, our juices spurting and overflowing onto the sheets. She’s not sobbing anymore, looking at me. Only at me.

She kissed me for the first time that night. It felt good and it felt bad. My moment with her was but a dream, or a miracle.

She whispered to my ear.

“I love you Onii-chan. That’s why I forgive you.”

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I tucked her back to bed after changing her clothes. She forgave me, and I was drunk with guilt. More guilt than I could take. I kissed her goodnight and turned off the light. I need to rest. I need to think.

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The next day, he was found in his room, covered in a pool of crimson, gun in hand. Suicide, the police concluded.

We found her in the next room.

Singing in a corner.

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Rakuen: Ah f*ck he really did it! I guess you don’t know who’s the culprit yet… Go ahead. Guess. *whistles*