The Orihara Family's Incest [part 2/?]
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September 29 2016, 03:12:21 UTC
The intensity of the visuals, the odd jerking way the figures moved was so foreign and yet Mairu understood the meaning as if sex were a native tongue she’d simply forgotten the words to until that moment.
Transfixed was the only word to describe her state for the next thirty minutes. Only when the screen eventually went blank did awareness of her surroundings come back to her.
She looked back at Izaya, but he lay as dead asleep as before. The blue light gently played across his beaten face. Mairu stared at him nearly unseeing, images of sex behind her eyes. She leaned against the bed, testing her luck, hoping that Izaya would wake up to be in this momentous moment with her.
He didn’t, of course. That was just like Iza-nii, always disappointing and unavailable. As she replayed the DVD, she laid her head against the bed, so close to his, and cherished his presence along with the warm feeling in her chest.
**
Showing Kururi what she’d seen was of the utmost importance.
After Izaya left for school, the twins snuck back into the house. But the DVD was nowhere to be found!
“Stupid Iza-nii, “ Mairu pouted. “Why did he take it away?”
“He noticed you?” Kururi asked.
“No way, he was konked out like a dead person,” Mairu said. “He probably wants to sell it to somebody. It was really amazing! The best thing ever!”
“More?” Kururi asked.
“You think there are more DVDs like that?” It hadn’t dawned on Mairu that there might be more DVDs with the same or similar content. That seemed way too good to be true. Anyway, they’d combed through Izaya’s DVDs before and there was nothing like that, so even if there were other magical DVDs, there were none in the house. So they had to suspend their search.
After school, which they went to only because there was nothing else to do, Mairu impatiently waited for Izaya to come home. The twins never knew when he was going to come home, so they were in the custom of making dinner for themselves. Neither was a chef prodigy, so tonight like most nights, it was leftover curry. They’d already cleaned the dishes by the time they heard a key in the front door lock.
When Izaya limped in the door, Mairu and Kururi rushed him in the hall.
“Iza-nii, buy me a DVD like you had last night!” Mairu shouted.
Izaya blanched, his already drained features turning powder white.
“Kururi needs to see the naked ladies!” Mairu insisted. “Pleeeeeeease!”
“Oh my, my sisters are precocious,” Izaya finally sighed, as he took off his shoes. The twins looked at him with pleading eyes.
“You know, Mairu and Kururi, pornography doesn’t just come on DVDs,” Izaya chided, his earlier embarrassment replaced with typical condescension.
Mairu’s heart leapt. “There’s a word for it?!” That was so awesome. “Pornography!”
“Yes, pornography,” Izaya explained. “The human act of procreation captured in media for entertainment and erotic purposes.”
“Erotic,” Kururi echoed.
“As I said, it’s not just on DVDs,” Izaya continued as he went into the kitchen. He ignored the curry and microwaved a single croquette. He must have been ravenous from his injuries; the twins rarely saw him eat. “Pornography is produced in many forms for a variety of consumption styles. There are DVDs, online video clips, prose books, image collections, magazines, manga-and most of it is available at the convenience store.”
Mairu was practically sweating with excitement, and pressed up against her brother as he sat down at their table to divide up his croquette with his chopsticks.
“Iza-nii, buy me pornography! C’mon!”
Annoyed, Izaya tried to shake her off. But Kururi joined in, tugging at his sleeve. They were persistent enough that he dug into his wallet and produced a 1000 yen note. The girls shut up as he presented it.
“Go buy whatever porn you like,” he smirked. “They’ll sell it to you. They’ll never believe you’re getting it for yourself.”
Transfixed was the only word to describe her state for the next thirty minutes. Only when the screen eventually went blank did awareness of her surroundings come back to her.
She looked back at Izaya, but he lay as dead asleep as before. The blue light gently played across his beaten face. Mairu stared at him nearly unseeing, images of sex behind her eyes. She leaned against the bed, testing her luck, hoping that Izaya would wake up to be in this momentous moment with her.
He didn’t, of course. That was just like Iza-nii, always disappointing and unavailable. As she replayed the DVD, she laid her head against the bed, so close to his, and cherished his presence along with the warm feeling in her chest.
**
Showing Kururi what she’d seen was of the utmost importance.
After Izaya left for school, the twins snuck back into the house. But the DVD was nowhere to be found!
“Stupid Iza-nii, “ Mairu pouted. “Why did he take it away?”
“He noticed you?” Kururi asked.
“No way, he was konked out like a dead person,” Mairu said. “He probably wants to sell it to somebody. It was really amazing! The best thing ever!”
“More?” Kururi asked.
“You think there are more DVDs like that?” It hadn’t dawned on Mairu that there might be more DVDs with the same or similar content. That seemed way too good to be true. Anyway, they’d combed through Izaya’s DVDs before and there was nothing like that, so even if there were other magical DVDs, there were none in the house. So they had to suspend their search.
After school, which they went to only because there was nothing else to do, Mairu impatiently waited for Izaya to come home. The twins never knew when he was going to come home, so they were in the custom of making dinner for themselves. Neither was a chef prodigy, so tonight like most nights, it was leftover curry. They’d already cleaned the dishes by the time they heard a key in the front door lock.
When Izaya limped in the door, Mairu and Kururi rushed him in the hall.
“Iza-nii, buy me a DVD like you had last night!” Mairu shouted.
Izaya blanched, his already drained features turning powder white.
“Kururi needs to see the naked ladies!” Mairu insisted. “Pleeeeeeease!”
“Oh my, my sisters are precocious,” Izaya finally sighed, as he took off his shoes. The twins looked at him with pleading eyes.
“You know, Mairu and Kururi, pornography doesn’t just come on DVDs,” Izaya chided, his earlier embarrassment replaced with typical condescension.
Mairu’s heart leapt. “There’s a word for it?!” That was so awesome. “Pornography!”
“Yes, pornography,” Izaya explained. “The human act of procreation captured in media for entertainment and erotic purposes.”
“Erotic,” Kururi echoed.
“As I said, it’s not just on DVDs,” Izaya continued as he went into the kitchen. He ignored the curry and microwaved a single croquette. He must have been ravenous from his injuries; the twins rarely saw him eat. “Pornography is produced in many forms for a variety of consumption styles. There are DVDs, online video clips, prose books, image collections, magazines, manga-and most of it is available at the convenience store.”
Mairu was practically sweating with excitement, and pressed up against her brother as he sat down at their table to divide up his croquette with his chopsticks.
“Iza-nii, buy me pornography! C’mon!”
Annoyed, Izaya tried to shake her off. But Kururi joined in, tugging at his sleeve. They were persistent enough that he dug into his wallet and produced a 1000 yen note. The girls shut up as he presented it.
“Go buy whatever porn you like,” he smirked. “They’ll sell it to you. They’ll never believe you’re getting it for yourself.”
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Those girls are really something xD
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