Passion

Chapter 8 (M)

Abominable sunlight attacked your closed eyelids, causing you to wake with a start.

Sweat poured from your body, as you gasped, frantically looking around. Your eyes glanced at the ceiling, looking for the red headed demon. Your hands and skin felt sticky. A hiss escaped your lips as your hips throbbed when you shifted. Your butt and dick peeled off the bed as you rolled over, crusty cum acting as glue between you and the sheets. The black crumpled sheets were painted white as was your abdomen. Remnants of sweet, sticky cum caressed your taste buds. How many times have you woken up like this?

You rose from the bed, ignoring the pills and blue liquid in a cup that sat on the dresser. Your feet padded against the soft carpet to the bathroom, before your reflection in the floor length mirror caused you to freeze. Hickeys prominently littered your neck, chest and hips. A large one sat beneath your navel glowed brightly against your skin. What the fuck did they do to you?

Familiar exhaustion assaulted your senses, your eyes struggling to remain open as you turned on the hot water. You scrubbed and rinsed before opening your mouth and gargling the warm water to cleanse your mouth and the taste of the demon's cum.

Don't think about it. Don't think about it, you chanted to yourself.

A familiar tinge of warmth ran through your body. Biting your lip, you stepped out and ignored it as your body groaned in exhaustion. There was no way your instincts weren't warped beyond fuck by whatever Sion had drugged you with. Your yanked on a pair of underwear and shorts, trying to ignore it.

You chanted this to yourself as you stepped out, drying your hair and face, as the warm tingling overwhelmed you. She could not be nearby. There was no way they would let your sister find you.

Your denial was slashed to pieces as you lowered the towel to a vision of your teary eyed twin. You chuckled to yourself,  rubbing your eyes in shock. You were definitely going insane.

That doubt was eliminated as she ran and pounced on you, strong arms constricting around your head. "Nii-chan!"

You gasped before accepting the warm embrace, circling your arms around her smaller waist, while she rubbed her teary face in your damp hair, taking in your scent. She always did this whenever she needed comfort. You twirled her around as she giggled like a child, before walking backwards to sit on the bed.

Her hands played with your hair for a few moments while you relished in the familiar feeling before speaking.

"Hey, sis," your tired voice mumbled.

"Mmm," she answered contentedly.

You chuckled at her reaction. She was so childish sometimes. Air grew harder to come by as her large breasts pressed against your face as she reached for more of your hair.

"Sis, I can't breathe, your boobs are cutting off my air now,"

"Oh," she said releasing your head. "Sorry,"

"You wanna get down too?" You asked as your arms became numb. She had gotten a little heavier.

"No, I'm actually really comfortable,"

Her hands grasped your cheeks as eyes of the same hue gazed into each other.

"Did they hurt you?" you said together.

"A long story," you both stated simultaneously again.

"I'll go first," she sighed before recounting her past month of activities. "That thing requires near constant sexual activity. It cares about my health but cannot be killed. I've tried everything. I want to leave, being confined is making me go cabin crazy,"