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Dec 16, 2010 12:22

She was whimpering. Crying, actually. Quietly, but trails of tears ran down her face before collecting under her chin and dripping into the pink, girlish nighty and the floral comforter she clutched to her chest. Honestly, by the time a girl was fifteen, you would think she wouldn't be scared of storms anymore. But the wrapping branches against her ( Read more... )

series: deadman wonderland

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elekiter December 16 2010, 21:16:13 UTC
Iku was only a couple of years older than Minatsuki. Though at times like this, she felt decades older. She wasn't exactly mature herself, as her fondness for overly flashy clothing and bouts of laziness showed, but at least she didn't get scared over a little thunder and lightning.

Iku sat up in bed with a sigh, squinting her eyes to make out Minatsuki's figure in the door way. "... The lightning isn't that close." She could tell by the time between the noise and the flash. "Even if it was, the worst it can do to us inside is make the power flicker." She paused to let another boom of thunder sound. "Can't you go back to sleep?"

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brothercumface December 17 2010, 04:56:59 UTC
It didn't matter if the lightning snaps were close or anything. Her head shaking was inclination as such belief and she vigorously clutched at her bare arms in an absent sense of comfort. Minatsuki sniffled, peering at her sister through the darkness as if to make sure she wasn't just hearing a voice - a recording perhaps - and that her big sister was there and alright.

"I c - can't sleep, Iku," she moaned quietly. "I'm scared."

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elekiter December 17 2010, 05:05:28 UTC
Iku gave a light sigh and laid back down, rolling over in bed to give Minatsuki room to get in. "... If you're really that scared, then I suppose it won't hurt." Her laziness and logical thinking might be major parts of her personality, but they weren't the only parts. She did legitimately care about her little sister. Even if she seemed immature, almost overly so. Iku never paid it much mind, figuring that was just the way her sister was. In fact, she actively stopped herself from thinking about it too hard.

"Just... please don't mumble in your sleep, Minatsuki."

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brothercumface December 18 2010, 05:46:28 UTC
It would be a horrible thing to over think; the younger girl's behavior was childish, sure, but the ulterior motives that backed her every action were anything but innocent and cute. They were dark, bloody and sexual beyond many girls of her year. While the garishly painted up school girls at the high school giggled about seeing a boys pectoral muscles, Minatsuki sat quietly and made googoo eyes at the teachers.

It was a good school Iku had; not to think about her sister.

Quietly, the brunette tip toed into the room, skillfully avoiding all the floorboards that squeaked before skillfully slipping into bed with her big sister and almost immediately curling up against her side. She whimpered quietly, pouting. And as her sister wished, she tried not to mumble anything - awake or asleep - but found her whole body hitching with silent (or quiet) sobs. And eventually couldn't contain it.

"Iku... I - I... Can you hold me? Like when we were l - little and I thought there were monsters under my bed?"

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elekiter December 18 2010, 06:15:36 UTC
Iku didn't bother turning around as Minatsuki tip toed into bed. She wanted to sleep, eyes already fluttering shut as she thought idly. At first her thoughts drifted to her sister, but those thoughts were cut off almost immediately. She was just a bit immature. She'd seen much more immature girls her age, and at least Minatsuki was polite ( ... )

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brothercumface December 18 2010, 06:55:55 UTC
Minatsuki mumbled something distinctly like 'thank you' as she curled against her sister. Just as she would have back when they were little girls, and mommy and daddy were busy with things other than their daughters when the two were in need of some hugs and comfort. It was a good skill, to self comfort, but one Minatsuki never seemed to have grasped all that solidly.

The only difference now, compared to when they were children was their...breasts.

Minatsuki, in particular, was having a problem with her tits. As a seven year old - a flat chested girl - she had been abled to curl up her legs between her body and her sisters, comfort and curled up like an infant. But now, her legs were nothing but awkward and bent at slightly awkward angled until she came to a decision and raised a leg to wrap - nonchalantly - around the crook of her sisters hip.

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elekiter December 18 2010, 07:07:15 UTC
Iku mumbled back a 'you're welcome', content to tighten the hug and hold her sister against like they had back when they were little, back when Iku was the more easily scared of the two despite being older. She'd matured a lot since then, but Minatsuki... Minatsuki hadn't.

Iku wasn't having similar problems, but there were two large differences. Primarily, she hadn't curled up like that, instead always holding Minatsuki to her chest. Technically this was now a bit awkward due to her physical growth, but it wasn't bothering her. Maybe she hadn't noticed. What she did notice, however, was the way her sister's leg was moving. "... Minatsuki?" She slurred sleepily, eyes opening wide. "What are you doing?"

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brothercumface December 18 2010, 07:16:49 UTC
"...Cuddling?" she offered with a yawn, shifting her head upward and blinking her big brown eyes in the darkness. She was taken aback by the confrontation, and cocked her head just enough so that the movement of her chin against Iku's breast was noticeable, but not painful.

"I...Is it uncomfortable, Iku? I - I'm sorry."

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elekiter December 18 2010, 07:19:48 UTC
The position of Minatsuki's leg combined with the movement against her breath caused a strange feeling in Iku. She stared down at her sister a moment before sighing, shaking her head. Not only was Minatsuki her sister, she was scared. She should be ashamed for thinking of her like that.

"It's fine, Minatsuki. Don't worry." She said comfortingly, stroking her sister's back some more.

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brothercumface December 21 2010, 06:07:27 UTC
This position was comfortable, sweet, almost something that would be shared between two lovers rather than sisters on a cold and stormy night. It was warm, and the feel of her sisters heartbeat was comforting. It was sweet, and it was good to know that - while their parents had log since rejected her from their bed on these sorts of nights - that her sister could still be counted on for comfort and consoling.

...This position was also good because it meant she could easily pull her own body flush against the other females, their breasts, hips, and stomachs aligning perfectly well, like puzzle pieces. And with Minatsuki's leg up on her hip, thrown across her body, this was a very sexual position. And the best, best, best part of it was...

She could pass off the light grinding and pressing together as shifting to get comfortable and pulling them closer together for comfort.

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elekiter December 21 2010, 06:16:27 UTC
Iku was a teenager, with normal teenager reactions to this sort of thing. She could think that reacting like this was disgusting, hate herself every time she felt a dull sense of pleasure at Minatsuki's movement all she wanted, but the fact of the matter was this was having an effect on her.

She did her best to hide the quickening of her breath, the way she pulled Minatsuki closer in a way that was as non-chaste as the position they were in even as she continued stroking her sister's back. Sister. She latched onto that word like a drowning man to a rock, stuck to it like a fly in a web. "... Are you comfortable?" She had to be uncomfortable if she was moving so much, and her sister's comfort came before her own.

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brothercumface December 21 2010, 07:30:34 UTC
"Uh-huh," Minatsuki mumbled quietly, yawning a little before she lifted her chin from her sisters torso and blinking softly up at the older girl before making a contented rumble in the back of her throat, much like animals would.

And then she shifted upward, unwrapping her arms from around Iku's waist and wrapping them around her neck, hugging her sister and allowing her to murmur in her ear;

"Thanks Iku... I love you."

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elekiter December 21 2010, 07:37:06 UTC
Iku sighed a bit, trying to calm her mind. She was her sister, she loved her in a sisterly way, why was she focusing on how much Minatsuki had grown in the past few years?

"Love you too, Minatsuki." She whispered back, continuing to stroke her back and pleading with herself to keep that confined to just her back. That rumble was somehow sexy, and she'd carry that particular thought with her to the grave.

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brothercumface December 21 2010, 18:03:00 UTC
Minatsuki gave her sister a light squeeze, hugging her around the neck tightly, as if that could reassure how much she loved her. The younger girl seemed perfectly content to stay like this for a while, breathing lightly against her skin.

For a moment, she was still except for the breathing, and it almost seemed the little brunette had fallen asleep - splayed across her sister and exhaling a hot breath against the shell of Iku's ear. It wasn't exactly the nicest way to sleep, and would most likely result in a crick in both their necks if they were to stay like this. But luckily, after a good thirty seconds, Minatsuki shifted, bringing herself face to face with the dark haired girl, nose brushing, lips brushing, breath mingling.

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