Mizuhito: On The Cushions

Don't mind them. They're just two 'siblings' cuddling each other. (●ˇ∀ˇ●)

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Mizuhito: "...Are you absolutely sure?"

Feeling her mind trapped in a daze, Yuriko gives him a small nod.

Yuriko: "...I am. I want to be... yours, brother..."

Mizuhito's Adam's apple bobs up and down.

For an instant, Yuriko catches something akin to grief in her brother's eyes, but she can't understand why it's there.

And then, her brother punches her gently down on the bed.

Her world turns; her vision filled with her brother's face and the ceiling behind him.

There is no sight of his usual buoyant and frivolous expression there.

Instead, he looks like he's at his wit's end and in pain. But then there's something about the look on his face that appears menacing as if he's also furious.

Mizuhito cups Yuriko's flushed cheek with his cold palm.

Mizuhito: "I love you, Yuriko..."

His voice cracks at the end, but the words ring terrible sweetly in her ears.

Her eyelids flutter shut on their own as she feels him closing in.

Mizuhito: "Mnn..."

Yuriko: "Ngh-"

Its'a deep and feverish kiss. Mizuto's tongue relentlessly traced the mucous membrane inside Yuriko's mouth, as if trying to carefully trace everything in her mouth.

Heat runs through Yuriko's body like electric currents and her breathing grows uneven.

Yuriko: "Ngh- Ah..."

Mizuhito: "Haah... You're so adorable... So Precious..."

Mizuhito showers her with whispered sweet-nothings in between their kisses.

Mizuhito: "Why are you so beautiful? My little sister... Why..."

While sucking Yuriko's lips madly repeatedly, Mizuto deftly peels off her clothes.

With deft movements, he loosens her kimono sash-- the process isn't supposed to be so well understood by a man-- and Yuriko immediately mourns the loss of the tightness around her chest.

Even the thin undergarment with transparent skin was exposed, and she unintentionally hugged her shoulders with both arms.

Mizuhito: "...Do you want me to stop?"

Yuriko: "No... I'm just embarrassed..."

Mizuhito: "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. I've practically seen every inch of your body, so."

Yuriko: "What!?"

She cries and Mizuhito laughs, looking triumphant.

Mizuhito: "I still remember what you looked like when you were a newborn. So this little monkey is my sister, I thought to myself."

Yuriko: "You must be kidding me... Brother!"

Face red with embarrassment, Yuriko hits her fists against her brother's chest. Her brother laughs, feeling amused at her expense, and apologizes to her.

Mizuhito: "Haha! Well, my paint is- you don't have to shy away from me."

Yuriko: "B-But my body isn't that of a baby's anymore!"

Mizuhito: "Really? I beg to differ... Your skin is just as fair as the day you were born."

Mizuhito says and rests his cheek on Yuriko's bare clavicle.

His shiny long black strand dances on Yuriko's skin before they land there and the sensation takes her breath away.

Yuriko: "B-Brother..."

Mizuhito: "And this sweet floral scent... It hasn't changed one bit.."

Her brother's tickling nose and lips gradually descended.

The undergarments that had barely covered her breasts slipped onto the bed with that casual movement.

Yuriko: "Ah..."

Her brother breathes on her exposed nipples.

Embarrassed, she lost her breath.

Mizuhito: "...They're beautiful. They look like cute red plums."

Yuriko: "N-no... don't look..."

Mizuhito: "Why? I'm the only one here. Don't be shy, show me everything about you."

Yuriko: "B-but... Ah"

The tip of the breast is wrapped in a warm, wet feeling.

Yuriko couldn't believe it for a while, and her head went blank.

Mizuhito: "Hmm... ah... um..." "Your... flower nectar tastes sweet..."

Yuriko: "...Ah..."

Mizuto gently sucked Yuriko's nipples.

He covers them with his lips and slowly traces its outline with the tip of his tongue.

Then, occasionally, he sucked a little harder with a whistling sound, and handled the papilla as if crushing it with the belly of his tongue.

Mizuhito: "Hmm, hmm... huh... hmm..."

Yuriko: "Ah... Ah, Ah..."

Yuriko lifted her hips with an indescribable sensation.

At first, she thought it was like a baby sucking, but this is completely different.

Certainly, it was an indecent act to lead Yuriko to pleasure.

Mizuhito: “Hey… the buds are changing colors, like a blooming flower.”

The movement of Mizuhito who whispered with a smile gradually became bolder.

While gently rubbing Yuriko's breasts, he relentlessly rubs her nipples with the tip of his tongue.

With one finger, he picks, rolls and caresses the other nipple.

She can't help breathing out and letting out a nasty voice.

Yuriko felt frightened when she was easily caught up and wanted to run away.

At this rate, she feels like she's losing herself.

Yuriko: "Oh, brother... ah, ah... n-no..."

Mizuhito: "No...? Doesn't it feel good?"

Yuriko: "N-No…ah... this is scary... I feel strange..."

Mizuhito: "....I know. This is all new to you..."

Staring at Yuriko with hot eyes, he gently embraces her lips.

Mizuhito: "So... entrust everything to me. Accept me..."

Yuriko: "Brother...ah"

Mizuhito: "That's right... you're not scared anymore, are you? I know you better than anyone else..."

He tightens his hold around her and her nose catches the familiar smell of her brother's oil paintings.

Her brother's body doesn't have a particular scent. But for as long as she can remember, he's always smelled like oil paint.

Somewhere along the way, he started smelling like women too. But now, that smell no longer lingers on him.

Yuriko: (Yes... I should remember. My brother has chosen me...)

He has walked away from countless women and their temptations and headed toward where she is.

She is the only person that her brother loves now.

Her brother belongs only to her now.

The realization hits her and affection wells up inside her, overwhelming her shyness in the most magical way. Yuriko reaches out to cling to her brother.

Yuriko: "Yes... I'm not scared. Because you're here with me, brother..."

Mizuhito: "I am. You're such a good girl, Yuriko..."

Mizuto's hot lips stick to Yuriko's lips.

With his tongue entwined, his hand slides down on her skin and strips her of all her clothes.

Yuriko accepted her brother's hand crawling all over her body with a violent palpitation.

Those delicate fingertips that once gently washed her hair are now caressing her naked body that no one has ever touched.

And it was never unpleasant.

On the contrary, she couldn't stop herself from trembling with indescribable comfort as the part her brother's hand touched became hot.

Yuriko: "Aa...Ah...Brother..."

Mizuhito: "Your skin seems to stick to my hands... everywhere I look, it's as cute as sweet candy..."

Yuriko: "Y-You're just saying that... ah..."

With a slip, the hand slides between her inner thigh.

Yuriko took a deep breath.

Her brother's fingers slowly headed for a place that no one had ever touched or, of course, had ever shown.

Involuntarily she swallowed. Her whole body was on fire from her embarrassment.

Mizuto's finger gently caressed there. Her body, already engulfed in polite love and nothingness, was filled with moisture and accepted his finger.

Checking the warm sliminess with his fingertips, Mizuhito suddenly smiled.

The face above her was the most beautiful that Yuriko had seen.

Mizuhito: "...I'm so happy... you seem to have forgiven me..."

Yuriko: "Forgive me..."

Mizuhito: "I'm relieved to know that no one has taken you from me..."

Yuriko: "...Mnn"

Yuriko tightly closed her feverish eyelids, implicitly mentioning that she was wet.

Yuriko: "Please...don't such thing...Brother"

Mizuhito: "Why? I just want to tell you how I feel."

Yuriko: "Please... I'm embarrassed...don't make fun of me..."

She wraps her arms around her brother's neck and brings her red cheeks to his chest.

Then, she felt her brother's small laughing breath.

Mizuhito: "When you say such cute things, it makes me want to bully you even more."

Yuriko: "What...? ah... ah"

Mizuto's fingers began to move lasciviously.

With his finger, he traced the cracks where the nectar was spilling out, and rolled the swelled flower core with the pad of his wet finger.

Yuriko: "Ah...n-no… ah..."

Mizuhito: "...You're so sensitive... Really, how cute are you..."

Yuriko: "Hey, stop it, brother... ngh, ah, ah"

Mizuhito entwined Yuriko with familiar movements.

The honey gradually overflows, and Yuriko's ears are pierced by the embarrassing sound of her nectar.

Yuriko: (What should I do... I'm going crazy...)

Yuriko didn't know that there was such a pleasure.

She felt a tremendous sense of shame that her brother's gentle fingers were dragging such sensations from the depths of her body.

His slender fingers occasionally show movements that seem to burrow inward.

At that moment, even though she felt a slight pain for a moment, even that seemed like a forbidden pleasure, and Yuriko's breathing was disturbed.

Yuriko: "Ah, ah, ah... ah, ah"

Mizuhito: "...You're tightening around my fingers...you're such a spoiled child…”

The sound of wet squeaking grows louder.

Her clitoris that was relentlessly rubbed and rolled completely erected, and just by being stroked like tickling around it, her waist jumps.

With her folds traced, her vaginal mucous membrane occasionally stroked, and persistently groped, Yuriko's lower abdomen overflowed with hot mucus, and she couldn't stop her inner thighs from getting wet.

Her brother's fingers were terrifyingly dexterous. Yuriko now knows this for the first time.

It was her first time doing such an act, and she could only think that it was due to her brother's sleight of hand that she felt so much pleasure with just one fingertip.

Looking down at his sister, who was trembling with pleasure on the bed, Mizuhito let out a small laugh between his quick breaths.

Mizuhito: "...Fufu. You've gotten so wet... my fingers are about to get soggy."

Yuriko: "No, don't say that... ah, ah, ah"

Mizuhito: "...I can't hold it anymore, I'm at my limit... Let me hear your cute voice..."

Yuriko was shocked at her brother's words.

Yuriko doesn't know anything. From the desperate look on her brother's face, she could guess what was going to happen next.

But she didn't have the courage to look down on it. She just clung to her brother and stared into his moist eyes.

Yuriko: "I-I'm fine, brother.”

Mizuhito: "...Are you sure...?"

Mizuto narrowed his eyes sadly with a slightly raised voice.

Yuriko nods.

Yuriko: "Make me yours... brother..."

Mizuhito: "...Alright..."

Mizuhito let out a sigh, and his lower body made a rustling sound.

Then, he opened Yuriko's legs wide.

Without even feeling embarrassed, Mizuhito immediately moved his hips slowly toward the center.

Immediately after feeling a hot lump there— In a shocking instant, it invaded Yuriko's interior.

Yuriko: "Ah..."

Mizuhito: “Ah… ngh…”

Then the pain followed.

It was a forcible pain, as if a foreign object had been forced into a place that shouldn't have entered.

Instinctively, she was in agony trying to escape from the pain, and desperately endured it.

Yuriko involuntarily frowned at her and bit her lip so as not to let her groan in pain.

Because she felt that if she screamed that it hurts here, her brother would stop immediately.

Mizuhito: "Are you okay, Yuriko?"

When she opened her eyes slightly at the worried voice, her brother's distressed face appeared in her field of vision.

For some reason, Yuriko's heart ached at his pain-filled expression.

Yuriko: "Oh, brother... does it hurt...?"

Mizuhito: "No...I'm fine, it's a little tight, but...compared to you, I have no right to complain."

Yuriko: "I'm fine...I'm just happy that I'm doing this with you brother..."

Mizuhito: "Yuriko..."

Mizuto kissed Yuriko's face, who looked like she could not endure it.

While being hugged and kissed by her brother's hot body, the feeling of the parts that were slowly connected to each other began to become ambiguous.

Inside, she sometimes feels her brother's pulse.

Yuriko: (I really have brother inside me...)

Yuriko felt strangely moved. It seemed like a miracle to her that she had accepted a part of her brother's body into her own.

Even though they weren't actually related by blood, it felt like they had a real connection for the first time.

It was like a merging of spirits through physical union.

Mizuhito: "Haa...mnn, ah" "Oh... how cute... I can't let you go... I won't ever let you go..."

Yuriko: "Oh, ah... oh brother..."

Mizuhito: "Haa, ah, so good, I can't take it..., ah, ah"

Mizuhito naturally began to move his hips.

The bed creaked, and Yuriko's body began to shake along with his movements.

The pain was still there. But more than that, Yuriko was dominated by the love of being connected, the joy of being able to feel each other in the deepest place.

Mizuhito: "Ah, ha, ah, fu, ha, ah" "Uh, ah, ah, Yuriko, I don't want to show you to anyone anymore..." "That man named Shiba, Hideo, Majima and Fujita... I don't want to show you to anyone!"

Mizuto continued pouring possessive words into Yuriko's ears as if he was in a fever.

Yuriko got drunk with that sweet bondage.

This pain is proof that she connected brother.

When she thought that, she even felt like she wanted more pain, more intense pain.

Mizuhito: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yuriko...I want to lock you up..." "Promise me... if you must be embraced by a man, let it be me... Promise me that you will be mine only...!

Yuriko: "Ah, ah, brother, ah, ah..."

While shaken by her brother, Yuriko gasped in a dreamy mood.

Yuriko: "I promise... I'll only hold you brother... ah, ah."

Mizuhito: "Ah...!"

Mizuhito groaned and hugged Yuriko tightly.

Mizuhito: "I love you, I love you... I've been in love with you for such a long time... Ah, Yuriko... finally you're mine..."

Yuriko: "Hmm, ah, hi, ah, ah"

Mizuhito: "Ha, oh, oh, feels great, oh"

Mizuhito's movements became more violent.

Pain, heat, and pleasure mixed together made Yuriko burst into tears.

The movement that rubbed the inside with tremendous force seemed to be imprinted with the emotions that her brother had suppressed for many years.

Yuriko doesn't understand anything anymore and desperately clings to her brother's back.

Mizuhito: "Kuh, uh, ha, ha, ah, so tight, ha, ah" "Haa, ah, ah, ah, already, ah, it looks like I'm about to come, ah, ah"

Mizuhito's movements continued to become more violent.

The embarrassing gurgling sound of water echoes, and Yuriko feels as if she is intoxicated with shame and affection for her brother.

Mizuhito: "Haa, haa, ah, ah, I, I can't..." "Ah, ah..., ahhh...!"

Yuriko: "Ngh...!"

At the end, her brother trembled on top of Yuriko.

At that moment, Yuriko was startled by the feeling of something warm splashing on her stomach.

When she looked at her lower abdomen, there was white stuff scattered there.

She finally knew that her brother had reached it.

Even after the big thing came out, Yuriko lost her senses for a while, and it was hot and swollen.

Mizuhito took out a handkerchief from his pocket and quickly wiped the stain on Yuriko's skin.

His movements seemed, after all, very natural and familiar.

Mizuhito: "Haa...ah...Yuriko..."

Yuriko: "...Brother..."

The brothers and sisters stared at each other, kissing each other, and entwined their tongues as if they were drawn together.

As it was, they hugged each other without straightening their disheveled kimono, and hugged each other for a long time on the bed.

Yuriko's heart was filled with the greatest happiness.

She felt that she had made her beautiful brother completely her own.

The world outside the window grows darker.

Although they know Fujita will soon come to call them for dinner, Yuriko and her brother are still unable to leave each other's side.

Before he knew it, Mizuto had spread a cloth under Yuriko's waist to prove her virginity.

As a result, the bed was kept clean, but Yuriko secretly resented her brother for being so thorough.

Her brother's familiar appearance undoubtedly represents the number of female itineraries.

Mizuhito: "In all seriousness, though... I still remember very clearly the days when you were a newborn..."

Mizuhito begins to speak, whispering his word as he endearingly strokes Yuriko's hair with his fingers.

His delicate fingers feel gentle on her scalp, as usual, and Yuriko feels none of those complex emotions. She's simply there, feeling perfectly content and comfortable.

Mizuhito: "Mother and our maids wouldn't let me look after you, obviously, because you were just a tiny baby... But I remember worrying about you, wondering if anyone could actually survive in such a small body." "And then we both grew up. You started following me and wouldn't stop calling me 'brother'... You were such a sweet kid." "The manor was a suffocating place for me to be, but... I realized breathing was easier when you are by my side." "My love for you might have begun to bud then... But it became crystal clear to me after I started washing your hair." "Your glossy black hair was so beautiful and I wanted to touch it... So one day I asked you, on a whim, if I could wash your hair. My feelings of love for you undoubtedly began when I actually started washing your hair." "My head was full of stubborn thoughts of not wanting another man to see your beautiful hair, to wash it, to touch it..."

Her brother's husky and soft voice is a sweet lullaby to Yuriko's ears and she nearly dozes off while listening to him.

But then he stops talking.

The loss of her brother's voice fills the room with silence and Yuriko blinks her eyes open.

There in front of her is her brother, fixing his clear eyes on her in the dim room.

Mizuhito: "I'm sorry, Yuriko...."

Yuriko: "...? Why are you... apologizing?"

Mizuhito: "Because I know the feeling you have for me... It isn't love. At least, not yet.."

Her brother's words stun Yuriko.

What is her brother talking about?

Yuriko isn't sure she's following him, so she holds her tongue.

Mizuhotio studies her expression and, as if he's spurred on by something, quickly opens his mouth to add.

Mizuhito: "I wanted to bind you to me... I didn't want you to love another man, didn't want you to be touched by another man, didn't want you to belong to another man..." "So I took advantage of your confusion and led you to sleep with me... I love you, a lot, and I didn't want to let you go..." "I'm sorry I'm such a coward... But I couldn't bear it anymore. I wanted to have you, I always have— all these years. Every day, I'd deny myself for wanting you... And I... was at my limit."

Yuriko: "Brother..."

Watching Yuriko intently with pain clear in his eyes, Mizuhito looks as if he's just committed a crime.

Her brother's long years of torment. It must have etched a wound on his mind, much deeper than Yuriko can even begin to imagine.

They've slept together, but her brother is still suffering. He thinks he's deceived his little sister into sleeping with him and he wont' stop apologizing to her.

Yuriko: "You know, brother? I'm the coward here..."

Yuriko mutters.

Mizuhito watches her with worried eyes and inclines his head.

Mizuhito: "No, you're not. Why would you say that?"

Yuriko: "I am. I took advantage of your pain and suffering, brother..."

"When I heard that we aren't related by blood or when I heard about your history with that geisha... I know full well that I'm going insane." "I couldn't even bear the thought of letting you go to see someone else... I want you to stay here, inside the manor, with me. And if being a coward is the only way to achieve that goal, I'll gladly turn into one." "You were right, brother... Maybe I can't call this feeling love, but does it matter?" "I was happy that you wanted to have me so badly, brother... I was so happy I could finally make you mine."

Mizuhito: "Yuriko..."

Mizuhito looks at Yuriko with astonishment.

He clearly has never expected to hear those words and Yuriko finds it just a little hard to breathe.

Yuriko: "Brother, you keep telling me I'm cute and you probably think I'm just a pure, lovely little girl, but... but I'm not." "...Do you hate me now? Have I fallen short of your expectations?"

She asks, feeling compelled to make sure— to hang onto her brother.

But Mizuhito's expression changes into the gentlest one he's ever shown her and his lips curve to form a beautiful smile.

Mizuhito: "You don't even need to ask... It's more likely for the earth to turn upside down than for me to come to hate you..."

He says, reaching out to engulf his sister in an affectionate embrace.

~END~