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More than a day had passed since the day Komui and Lenalee broke the threshold of the forbidden. Not once did either of them stir and if they did, the sight of the other still deep in slumber was enough to coax them back to sleep. Surprisingly enough, the hotel seemed to take mercy on them this time. Maybe because they had consented to the way this

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"Y-Yes it has.." She said quietly as she glanced away once more, enjoying the feel of his hand along hers. "I'm sure the food hasn't helped either."

Clearing her throat, Lenalee glanced back up at him with a worried expression. "I'm sorry, it was suppose to be just- a nice time but- it seemed like it got ruined didn't it?"

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Komui shook his head at that. "You didn't ruin anything, Lenalee. I wasn't naive enough to not expect this kind of scenario. Though I admit...letting us get to the room at least would have been appreciated" Komui gave a light chuckle, trying to lift the mood that now settled heavily over their shoulders.

Komui leaned in gently and pressed his lips to her forehead. She felt so cool and soothing to his lips that he felt the need to do that more, to feel, to taste, to touch.

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A deeper blush stained her cheeks when he kissed her forehead. His lips felt warm and intoxicating with the desire to feel more. Shyly, she wrapped her arms around his midsection and hugged him tightly to her. If they were going to be somewhat, forced in to doing this sort of thing with one another again, she at least wanted to somehow assure him that no matter what happened, she still loved him.

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He returned the hug even though it did nothing to help his condition. Then again he was certain nothing would except to indulge that new intimate bond he had with Lenalee now. He could feel her small frame, molding to his body as they hugged.

He slowly tilted her head up so she would face him. "Remember. No matter what, I love you Lenalee" As soon as he said that, Komui kissed her. Deep right from the start as he did not restrain himself anymore.

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At his words, she nodded with a soft smile. She untangled her arms from him and softly cupped his face with a hand, pulling him closer to her when he kissed her deeply and so intimately right off the bat. It was pretty much a lost cause to try and hold back her own desire any longer when the threads of rationality had snapped.

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Komui slowly lead Lenalee to one of the walls pressing hear back against is as he deepened the kiss hungrily. He couldn't help but press his body against Lenalee's. One of his hands went for the bag in her other hand. He took it from Lenalee and dropped it in one of the corners. It would just get in the way. That and he wanted to feel both of her arms around him if they were going to do this here.

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She helped him toss the bag aside, pressing herself up against the wall of the elevator while tugging him closer to her. A soft moan escaped when he caged her against the wall and she realized how much she missed him pressing so intimately to her.

Tilting her head, Lenalee deepened the kiss to her brother, moaning against while her arms moved up to wrap around his neck, even if she had to go up on her tip toes to do such.

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Her imagination couldn't compare to the real thing either. The kisses along her neck made her whimper softly with her hands coming down to help him unbutton his shirt. Once the material fell open, her hands roamed along his bare skin, loving the feel of his muscles.

When the feeling of feeling need became higher, she moved her hands back to the thin straps of her dress and pushed them down off of her shoulders and the material off of her chest and breasts.

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The bra she at least let fall off of her to the floor, keeping her dress around her midsection just in case the elevator had started up again.

She shuddered when he started sucking on her lobe, her breath hitching as she pressed herself flush back to the wall, whimpering out soft moans with his name laced. We legs felt weak and even with all the memories flooding from their previous encounters, she was feeling all the more sensitive. "Ah..Komui." Came the gentle moan as her hands gripped to the material of his shirt that hung open.

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"Lenalee....I can't stop" Komui murmured against her skin before he brought his hand up and gave her right breast a firm squeeze, relishing the feel of the orb in his hand once more. She was searing to the touch yet infectious and addicting. Addicted. That's what he was becoming.

His other hand slowly travelled lower until it reached her thigh and then moved up to grasp her bottom teasingly. Everywhere he touched it felt good to grasp and squeeze. Even though this was his blood sister, he couldn't deny how good it felt.

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Another faint moan escaped when he grasped her breast and squeezed, she shuddered with a gentle whimper and shook her head. "P-Please don't stop, Komui.." She begged quietly to her brother.

Shyly, her hands travel to his pants where she fumbles with them, unbuttoning and unzipping before cupping up against him through his clothing, desperate for his touches. "I can't..stop either."

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