Confession (One-Shot)
Title: Confession
Genre: Romance/Drama
Ratings: M
Fandom: All About RolePlay – Persona Roleplay
Summary: A collaboration fic. Reis invited Yurrei to his place, where he then would confess his feelings at the equally in love silverette. Both were too happy to know that they held back the same feelings, and it leads to an unbelievable scene.
Pairings: Reis Yamatono and Yurrei Futabaki…or was it Throttle Yamagaki and Yohan? *slapped*
Warnings: Maybe a little too OOC. Includes lemon. I repeat, the fiction include LEMON. Don’t read if you don’t want.
Disclaimer: Reis is Roxas_Zero_Knightler’s property, while Yurrei is Yurrei_Shouji’s property. I own the situation, lol.
Confession
"...Yurrei?"
Yurrei Futabaki looked over her shoulder and spun on her heels at the sound of her name. She had just been innocently walking back to the Antagonist’s Dorm for the night, minding her own business, when Reis Yamatono called out to her from the doorstep of Protagonist’s Dorm. It was getting late and she was surprised he was still up at this hour, which maybe the main reason why he often late came to the school.
"Aniki...? What is it?" she asked as Reis walked in her direction and stopped just at the entrance to the dorm’s yard.
"Could we... talk for a moment?" he pointed backwards over his shoulder with his thumb, indicating the dorm. Yurrei lifted an eyebrow. This must be important if Reis wanted to talk to her - of all people - in private. Shaking that thought away, the Shadows-user nodded and followed the young leader into his room.
The silverette scanned the interior as Reis closed the door behind them - and to her ignorance, locked it - and was once again touched by the decor. It was so unlike her private room in the dorm next door, which would be perpetually spotless, tidy, and finely though scarcely decorated with lovely designs with girly-style furniture. Reis's room seemed much more relaxed; it was just a bit messy with clothes and other articles scattered here and there but it was far from being dirty. The tidied up study desk, scattered sport magazines and boyish decorations on the walls gave the place a peaceful, casual atmosphere.
Yurrei watched as Reis walked past her to tidy up the mess on his bedroom. While she was lost in her thoughts, she couldn't help but wonder what it was that made her attracted to this guy. Well, for one, he was brave. He was loyal and kind to his peers and he was never give up – according to the fact that he endlessly tried to befriend her since their first encounter - and she couldn't deny that he was good-looking, to boot. Silky auburn hair, dark brown eyes, a slightly tanned complexion that struck her as a lovely shade of bronze, a still-slightly-boyish face, strong shoulders, a well-toned body--
She hushed that thought before it went too far.
Sure, everyone had his or her flaws, too, and Reis Yamatono was definitely no exception. He was slightly reckless about certain things, though that trait seemed to have died down a little since some while ago. His worst flaw was probably his density. Yurrei resisted the temptation to groan and roll her eyes at that thought. That boy could not get a clue to save his life. She had kept these feelings for him since while; despite the fact that they were actually brother and sister, and was glad with the fact that he seemed clueless about it. He has this strange habit of making friends every time and everywhere he could, whether he realized it or not, and most of them are girls. That’s why he earned the title: Reis the lady-killer from his friends, not that she disagree for that honorific.
The silverette looked down at her shoes. She knew that the title was true in some strange ways. She noticed that he, ever since the whole things about the conflict between her and him several months ago, had gained a number of fangirls for himself. She could name them, but most of those girls were his teammates, and she wasn’t heartless enough to tell him aloud. Beside, he maybe would guess that she too; have feelings for him because he wasn’t that stupid to begin with.
She wasn’t supposed to feel like this to her blood brother, but still…
"Yurrei," Reis finally spoke up. Yurrei snapped back to reality and looked up at the young man, standing straight and almost in a soldier-like fashion. Reis had finished tidying his bedroom – it was a lot neater than before, though she still judge the mound of dirty clothes at the corner of the room is really out of place - and faced Yurrei from a small distance, hand on his hip. He looked like he was about to speak, but... he hesitated.
He had come this far, but he wasn't so sure if he could go the whole way anymore. He wasn't one to feel nervous very often, but this time it had caught up with him and slowed him down. His breath caught in his throat and he mentally struggled to find the words.
Reis just wasn't the kind of guy to talk about this kind of stuff. Well, he’s a guy, so it was normal to feel love to a girl. The disturbing subject right now was that the girl he’s in love with is his own little sister. It wasn’t right at all, yet his heart speaks no false. He never felt anything like this to other girl.
It had been a while since he had begun feeling differently about Yurrei. He wasn't the perspective type and everybody knew that, but he still doubted the silverette felt anything for him other than trust and siblings-relationship. True, the two had gone off on the wrong foot way back when they met as two different sides, but since they found out about their true relationship, they had forged an unbreakable bond. She could be a pain sometimes, but she definitely had her softer side - and besides, she would be a pain for a reason.
Afterall, Yurrei was a great person once you got to know her. Not only was she a very competent Persona-user, she could actually be really nice and caring when she wanted to be, despite her sometimes harsh words. She could be protective and worry for those around her while putting up a somewhat bitchy front, but that was just her way of showing her affection, it seemed. That, and she was pretty. He liked the way her silvery white hair trailed behind her and how her scarlet eyes stood out from her pale complexion. It would be a lie if he said she didn't have an attractive body, either, but he had learned to know his place and the situation he was in since he received a painful kick in his important part. One would have to be stupid not to think she was at least cute.
... But Reis figured Yurrei might not be the type to pursue those types of feelings. She was pretty innocent for a girl her age. He had talked about this with her teammates. And there were also Kouyou, who had engaged to her since their childhood. He would asked her whether she truly love that fiancé of hers, but he don’t want to hear a positive reply. However, his friends had encouraged him to inquire her right away. It never hurt to try... right?
This was taking a while. Yurrei noted that Reis might have forgotten whatever it was he wanted to talk to her about - and she doubted it was what she silently wished for - so she cleared her throat and spoke up. "... If you've forgotten, then it's alright. I'll be heading back, now."
She turned to leave and failed to hear the quick footsteps rushing from behind her. Before she could touch the doorknob, she felt strong arms wrap around her shoulders.
The girl froze; looking down, she saw that it was in fact Reis's arms there. She couldn't fight back the blush that crept up to her cheeks. This couldn't be happening. This must be a dream. She dug her fingernail into the palm of her free hand, just to check whether or not she could feel it; and she did.
Reis leaned his forehead against the back of her head and closed his eyes for a moment, gently murmuring her name. The feeling of his warm breath against the back of her neck sent a slight chill down her spine. Her heart rate increased and she could've sworn she could feel her blood rushing through her veins.
"Yurrei, I..." he mumbled; one could feel the touch of nervousness that was present in his voice. "I'm not exactly good at this kind of thing and I can't think of the right words right now, but... I hope this'll say enough."
His arms left her shoulders and his hands settled themselves there instead. He slowly spun her around and she looked up at him with wide eyes; he caught sight of the pink tinting her cheeks then. Reis knew he would get beaten up for this, but it had to be done. Swallowing down his nervousness one more time, he leaned closer--
No way, Yurrei mentally exclaimed. Her body tensed as their lips came into contact with eachother. She couldn't believe this was happening, but she did nothing to fight back. Of course, that being their first kiss together - and their first for both of them, period -, it was quite clumsy. Clumsy, but sweet, and it got the point across, at least.
Reis withdrew his face after a short while and stepped back, looking down and rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. His cheeks were tinted with pink as well at this point, and the blend of colors against his skintone proved to be interesting. Yurrei stared on in shock until she looked down as well, as thought searching the floor for words. Well, this was awkward. Reis glanced up at her and cleared his throat. "... I hope you're not going to kill me for that."
And there it was.
Yurrei's lips curled into a timid smile. She folded her arms under her chest and looked up at him. "You moron."
"Huh?" Reis's hand dropped to his side at her words.
"Now you have to take responsibility!” she exclaimed. “You have to find nice excuse to tell everyone about this. I mean…we’re brother and sister! For feeling love to each other like this is…a sin.”
“Love is a sin since the very beginning, as love makes both Adam and Eve betray their promise to God.”
Yurrei chuckled. Then an question popped up in her mind. "But when did you-"
"Since I saw you in the music room," he quickly answered. That wasn't too long ago... "... Maybe even before that."
Yurrei looked down and sighed. After a brief moment, she came a little closer and looked at him straight in the eyes. "Do you even know how to say those words?" The only answer she got was a blink and a questioning look. She smiled and brought her hand up to his face, cupping his cheek, and whispered; "It's 'I love you', Aniki—I mean, Reis…" and with that, she drew her face closer and locked his lips with hers again.
This time it wasn't as clumsy, but just as sweet. Reis brought one hand over hers and wrapped his free arm around her waist. Neither of them was sure whether they felt more at ease or more nervous this way. Both could feel the temperature rise in their faces and neither ignored the fact that their bodies were pressed against one another.
The broke away after a moment and both breathed in deeply. Reis could feel the blood thumping in his ears and Yurrei could feel her heart racing. The silverette turned her back to him and folded her arms again. "Now that that's been taken care of," she began, "are we going to tell the others or--"
Her words trailed off when Reis wrapped his arms around her again. This was definitely something she could get used to. "No," he murmured, "not now." Okay, then. She supposed they would tell them whenever they felt the time was right and maybe surprise them. Either way, she didn't mind--
Yurrei froze once again when she felt Reis's arms move - because then he suddenly had his hands on her breasts. She looked down at his hands in shock as the heat rushed back to her face. "Reis, what--" She was silenced when she felt him gently cup her breasts and lightly rubbed his thumbs up and down on the fabric of her lacy dress, dangerously close to where her nipples would be. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought Reis would have been too dense to know what in the world he was touching right now.
"Yurrei," he began again after awkwardly clearing his throat, resting his forehead against the back of her head again, "would you mind... staying for the night?"
Her ears burned and she felt as though her face had been set on fire. She knew precisely what that meant, but was still shocked that Reis, of all people, would say such a thing - and to her, no less.
... But she wasn't against the idea.
She answered with a light nod and moved to lean her head back against his shoulder. Reis timidly continued, being as gentle as his strong hands would allow him as he resumed his fondling of the silverette's breasts. Despite the fabric that seperated them, both were starting to enjoy this odd new feeling.
... It didn't take long before Reis grew frustrated, however, as he released her and pulled his necktie off his neck. Yurrei took this opportunity to steady her weight on her feet again and pulled the dark laced hair band off her head. Her hand reached up and undid the clasp of her choker, discarding both items somewhere on the floor. Reis kicked his shoes off and quickly shrugged off, letting his uniform’s coat drop to the floor in the process. Yurrei removed her boots as well and untied each string of her dark top gown, placed them carefully on the floor since the clothes were her favorite and she wouldn’t risk disheveling them.
Now that most of that was out of the way, Reis took Yurrei's hand and pulled her away from the door and to side of the bed. All that was left was Yurrei's dress and two pieces of Reis's uniform. The male's hand traveled to the silverette's upper back, where it found the tiny latch and the zipper that would free her from the complicated, frilly dress. He fumbled to undo the tiny clasp as Yurrei pressed herself against him. Yurrei noticed the hardening member trapped in her brother's pants, pressing against her hip.
This... was oddly exciting, and although she was slightly taken aback by this, she somehow felt this sort of feeling of anticipation growing within her. Unbecoming of a heiress to Futabaki Clan, really, but for tonight, she was a woman, not a soldier. She was a woman that wanted to be held close, that wanted her lover to whisper sweet nothings into her ear and that just wanted to love and to be loved, in all the senses of the word.
Her hand moved to undo the buttoning at the front of Reis's white uniform shirt while he slowly pulled the zipper down to her midback. The brunette shrugged his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his well-toned arms and torso and a few battle scars here and there. This didn't surprise her; he was involved in several fiece battles up until now. Yurrei tugged lightly at the fabric and her shoulders and squirmed out of her dress, pulling it down her torso and down her hips. After pulling her feet out and discarding it to the side, she looked up to see Reis's wide-eyed expression.
Blood rushed to his face - and down there - as he drank in the sight of her. Reis knew he wasn't wrong about thinking she had a beautiful body; slender with all the right curves and fair-skinned. The only thing that still protected her was her dark blue underwear - and to his discovery, it was lace. Yurrei's face flushed with embarassment and she tried to cover herself with her arms... Cute. She was so cute.
Swallowing another bundle of nervousness, he placed his hands on her small shoulders - he noted how frail she looked without her clothes on - and placed feather kisses along her jaw, slowly moving down to her neck. The girl silently purred as she gained a little more confidence and moved her hands to Reis's hips, one hand fumbling to undo the button at the top of his uniform’s trousers. Once the zipper went down, she slipped the last piece of his uniform down his slim hips, and they silently slipped down to the floor, only to be kicked away by their owner's feet. All that was left now were his black boxers, revealing a now more obvious bulge trapped within.
Reis sucked lightly at a spot on her neck as his hands moved down to gently grasp her breasts again. This was more like it; only one layer of lace seperated his hands from them now. Yurrei drew her head back, moving her hands up to slowly rub circles on his back.
The girl gasped as he held her closer and felt him brush against her thinly-protected nether parts. Reis's lips left her neck, leaving behind a small pinkish mark, and pressed his flushed cheek against hers. "Do you have any idea," he breathed into her ear, "how much I want you right now?"
A somewhat familiar feeling in the pit of her belly made her dig her short fingernails into his back. Every time she felt that, she would curse hormones to hell and wait until it calmed down. This time, however, she welcomed it with open arms. Not waiting for an answer, one of Reis's hands moved to her back, seeking to release her from the last layer of clothing. He quickly grew frustrated as he fumbled with the bra clasp and grumbled a colorful string of curses, to which Yurrei just chuckled. She gave him a light tap on the shoulder and reached for it, undoing the clasp without so much as a flick of her fingers. This annoyed him somewhat, but he was glad that it was out of the way; his eyes widened as Yurrei timidly shed the dark undergarment off her shoulders and down her arms, exposing more flesh than he had ever seen before.
He liked how she still tried to cover herself up and how she looked away with rose-tinted cheeks. The way she held her arms over her chest would press her breasts together, and the line that formed in the middle just excited him more. It was almost time, he thought. Reis gently pushed her down to the bed and got into a comfortable position.
Standing on all fours now, Reis took in the sight before him again. It was hard to believe that Yurrei Futabaki, his little sister and the girl for whom his heart raced, was actually sprawled on the bed, almost completely naked under him. He loved the way the light from the light bulb on the ceiling battled with the pale blue moonlight that filtered through the windows and reflected on her pale skin and her dark hair, and he especially loved the way said sources of light would make her red eyes sparkle when she looked at him.
He lowered himself to catch her lips again and met no resistance. Instead, the affection was reciprocated. One of his hands reached to touch her face and trailed down her body, softly gliding over her neck down to her collarbone, down her chest and on the side of her breast; down, down, gently smoothing over her flat stomach and down to her hips. His hand traveled down to her thigh, where it stopped and went back up closer to her hip again, then down once more. Yurrei purred into his mouth as he gently rubbed her thigh. He moved to set his knees a little higher and their lips parted. He went onto leaving a trail of feather kisses again, venturing from her jaw, down her throat, over her collarbone, and stopped at her chest. His free hand cupped her right breast; this was the first time they had been in full contact. His calloused hand gently smoothed over her soft, creamy skin, and Yurrei closed her eyes.
Reis went down and tentatively licked at her nipple. She gasped; he took this as a signal to continue and proceeded to trace circles around her nipple with his tongue. He took it into his mouth and gently nibbled at it, and this caused her to buck her hips a little. Guessing that that place needed attention too, he left her breast and sat up, moving his hands to her hips. He looked up at her first, as though to ask if it was alright with her. The girl opened her eyes and looked back at him, and after a brief moment of hesitation (during which Reis was slightly distracted by the way her chest moved up and down as she breathed), she gave him her approval with a nod.
As if on cue, he looked down at his target and pulled at the fabric. The blue lace panties slid down her hips and with the help of Reis's hands, it went down her legs and was discarded to the side. Judging from the look on his face, this was probably the first time Reis had ever seen a woman completely naked, and she was secretly glad that she would be his first. He took a moment to admire her body, and this made her flustered.
The hand that was previously on her thigh moved and settled itself on her belly, sliding down to the spot between her legs slowly as he returned his face to her chest. His free hand gently grasped her left breast this time, earning him another gasp and a shiver from the girl. He licked at that nipple in the same manner as he did just a moment ago and was careful with the way he kneaded her soft skin.
Yurrei gasped again as she felt Reis's fingers brush against her netherlips; his fingers explored the area, gently parting her lips as one digit brushed lightly against her entrance. His thumb found the little nub positioned just above it and gently rubbed it. The silverette gasped once more and bucked her hips against his hand. She had touched that spot once or twice in the past, out of curiosity. Of course, that was a long time ago. The complete and total lack of contact she had since she began maturing had made her sensitive.
Deciding he needed to do a little more exploration, Reis's middle finger found the small entrance again. He traced circles around it for a moment before feeling daring and inserting his finger. His lover bit down on her bottom lip and brought her hands to the back of his head, accidentally pushing his face against her chest. After letting her get used to his finger's presence inside of her, he slowly retracted it down to the fingertip and pushed back inside again. Yurrei choked a moan as he repeated the movement, slowly and gently, but with gaining momentum. Reis marveled at the heat that surrounded his finger and wondered how it would be like to 'be' inside her; well, if everything went well, that would probably happen. The thought itself would make his crotch hurt with anticipation, but he was lucky he happened to have high stamina.
Yurrei felt like her face was burning. The way he would thrust his finger in and out of her sex was almost sending her over the edge. That feeling in the pit of her belly intensified with each thrust and it was going to make her go insane--
And then she looked down and saw Reis look up at her, cheeks flushed, taking a painfully slow lick at her nipple, dark brown eyes full of love mixed with lust.
Reis withdrew his finger just in time as she reached her peak. Fluid gushed out of her opening and splattered against his hand. He sat up and stared at the liquid covering his fingers, as Yurrei took some time to catch her breath, hands resting on either sides of her head. She didn't see it when Reis licked her nectar off his fingers as she was occupied with refocusing on her surroundings. That had just been her first climax ever, yet she felt as though it wasn't quite enough.
"Yurrei," Reis mumbled as positioned himself above her again, getting her attention again; "do you...?"
"Yes," she cut in, a bit embarassed about answering so quickly, "y-you can go ahead."
Yurrei's hands reached up to his hips and tugged on his boxers. He hissed as the air came into contact with his stiff member, relieved that it was finally free from the restraint of his underwear. Her eyes widened and she felt her face burn again; this was, afterall, also her first time seeing someone of the opposite sex fully naked, and it just happened to be the object of her affection, hovering above her, about to do what she once considered to be the unthinkable.
As she timidly spread her legs, Reis lowered himself to be just above her. He positioned himself before her entrance - Yurrei bit down on her lip as she felt the tip touching her - and hesitated. This was it. Just one movement of his hips and there would be no going back. He wasn't as dumb as some would think, either, and he knew it would probably hurt her, but... He shook his head. They had gotten this far, and besides, he needed relief as well. She wrapped her arms around his neck, nodded to him to go ahead, and braced herself.
In one movement, Reis thrust his hips forward, entering her and going in as deeply as he could. Yurrei cried out as she felt her barried tear and give way and clenched her eyes shut. He went in all the way and stopped, looking down at her with worry in his eyes. She held onto him tightly as she felt a bit of blood trickling down from her entrance. They waited a moment for her to adjust to his presence, just holding eachother. The brunette's hand moved up and gently stroke her cheek, cupping her face and planting an apologetic kiss on the corner of her lips. Opening her eyes, she swallowed a knot in her throat and nodded at him. "Keep going."
The young man pulled back slowly and just as slowly pushed back in. He withdrew again, and pushed; and everytime he did, he went just a little bit faster. A moan escaped Yurrei's lips as the thrusts became more rhythmic and became more vocal as he picked up the pace, washing the initial pain away and replacing it with intensifying pleasure. Reis became more excited at the sound of her voice as she moaned and whimpered, as she murmured his name and begged him to keep going. This side of Yurrei he had never seen before was driving him mad and made him burn - even moreso when he told himself that this would be something only he would ever see.
The silverette caught him by surprise as she flung her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. Reis grunted, as this seemed to allow better access; he felt the difference, and apparently, so did she. Her hands moved up to tangle her fingers in his messy auburn locks - this, he appreciated too, and she liked the feeling of his hair between her fingers. Feeling him move in and out of her set her being on fire and she knew he was enjoying this as well, as he would let more and more husky grunts slip past his lips, and she noted how they were more pronounced whenever she'd say his name. This somehow pleased her.
They were on fire. They burned with desire and love for eachother and they were proving this to one another at the very moment - and they both hoped it would continue for a while still. The friction between their bodies, their hot breath against eachother's skin, murmuring eachother's names - bliss. With each flex of his hips against her pelvis, each sound that slipped from their lips, their worlds were sent spinning. He would lean in and seize her lips again and his tongue would demand entry, and she would be more than happy to comply. Her back would arch up against him and press their sweaty chests together.
Yurrei felt she couldn't hold on for much longer, however. The youth's thrusts were coming in hard and fast and she knew he was approaching his limit as well. Her fingers tightened their grip around Reis's brown locks as the same sensation from earlier washed over her. Her inner walls clenched and spasmed around him as she finally climaxed; this did the trick for him as well, just a split-second later, as they held eachother and let their satisfied moans be heard.
It was all over after a few more seconds of this. Reis almost collapsed ontop of her but managed to prop himself up on her elbows to avoid crushing her with his weight. Yurrei pulled his face down and kissed him sloppily, totally spent and out of energy. He slowly pulled out of her and rolled off, sitting up next to her, and he looked down with a sheepish expression. She heaved herself up to sit and tilted her head questioningly at him.
"Sorry," he mumbled, glancing down between his legs. "I..."
It took a few seconds before it clicked. Looking down at her lower body, Yurrei shook her head and smiled. "It's fine," she said calmly. "There's no damage done." If she knew her cycle correctly, then they were both safe. Reis looked up at her and raised his eyebrows, but decided not to question it. Afterall, Yurrei knew more about the female anatomy and biology than he did.
She silently chuckled at this as Reis pulled up the sheets and settled in, pulling her in to lie down next to him. They inched closer to eachother as he pulled the sheets over their nude bodies to share warmth. After another sweet kiss, they quickly drifted off to sleep, exhausted and happy.
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Author’s Notes: Ahahahaha! I’m glad this is finally done in a jiffy~ I FINALLY GOT THE PERMISSION TO MAKE M-RATED REYU!!! XDDD Oh this is wouldn’t be published anywhere but in my blog, because I’m worried Aragi and Yurrei will be mad at me *slapped* Beside, I still feel bad for her…
Genre: Romance/Drama
Ratings: M
Fandom: All About RolePlay – Persona Roleplay
Summary: A collaboration fic. Reis invited Yurrei to his place, where he then would confess his feelings at the equally in love silverette. Both were too happy to know that they held back the same feelings, and it leads to an unbelievable scene.
Pairings: Reis Yamatono and Yurrei Futabaki…or was it Throttle Yamagaki and Yohan? *slapped*
Warnings: Maybe a little too OOC. Includes lemon. I repeat, the fiction include LEMON. Don’t read if you don’t want.
Disclaimer: Reis is Roxas_Zero_Knightler’s property, while Yurrei is Yurrei_Shouji’s property. I own the situation, lol.
Confession
"...Yurrei?"
Yurrei Futabaki looked over her shoulder and spun on her heels at the sound of her name. She had just been innocently walking back to the Antagonist’s Dorm for the night, minding her own business, when Reis Yamatono called out to her from the doorstep of Protagonist’s Dorm. It was getting late and she was surprised he was still up at this hour, which maybe the main reason why he often late came to the school.
"Aniki...? What is it?" she asked as Reis walked in her direction and stopped just at the entrance to the dorm’s yard.
"Could we... talk for a moment?" he pointed backwards over his shoulder with his thumb, indicating the dorm. Yurrei lifted an eyebrow. This must be important if Reis wanted to talk to her - of all people - in private. Shaking that thought away, the Shadows-user nodded and followed the young leader into his room.
The silverette scanned the interior as Reis closed the door behind them - and to her ignorance, locked it - and was once again touched by the decor. It was so unlike her private room in the dorm next door, which would be perpetually spotless, tidy, and finely though scarcely decorated with lovely designs with girly-style furniture. Reis's room seemed much more relaxed; it was just a bit messy with clothes and other articles scattered here and there but it was far from being dirty. The tidied up study desk, scattered sport magazines and boyish decorations on the walls gave the place a peaceful, casual atmosphere.
Yurrei watched as Reis walked past her to tidy up the mess on his bedroom. While she was lost in her thoughts, she couldn't help but wonder what it was that made her attracted to this guy. Well, for one, he was brave. He was loyal and kind to his peers and he was never give up – according to the fact that he endlessly tried to befriend her since their first encounter - and she couldn't deny that he was good-looking, to boot. Silky auburn hair, dark brown eyes, a slightly tanned complexion that struck her as a lovely shade of bronze, a still-slightly-boyish face, strong shoulders, a well-toned body--
She hushed that thought before it went too far.
Sure, everyone had his or her flaws, too, and Reis Yamatono was definitely no exception. He was slightly reckless about certain things, though that trait seemed to have died down a little since some while ago. His worst flaw was probably his density. Yurrei resisted the temptation to groan and roll her eyes at that thought. That boy could not get a clue to save his life. She had kept these feelings for him since while; despite the fact that they were actually brother and sister, and was glad with the fact that he seemed clueless about it. He has this strange habit of making friends every time and everywhere he could, whether he realized it or not, and most of them are girls. That’s why he earned the title: Reis the lady-killer from his friends, not that she disagree for that honorific.
The silverette looked down at her shoes. She knew that the title was true in some strange ways. She noticed that he, ever since the whole things about the conflict between her and him several months ago, had gained a number of fangirls for himself. She could name them, but most of those girls were his teammates, and she wasn’t heartless enough to tell him aloud. Beside, he maybe would guess that she too; have feelings for him because he wasn’t that stupid to begin with.
She wasn’t supposed to feel like this to her blood brother, but still…
"Yurrei," Reis finally spoke up. Yurrei snapped back to reality and looked up at the young man, standing straight and almost in a soldier-like fashion. Reis had finished tidying his bedroom – it was a lot neater than before, though she still judge the mound of dirty clothes at the corner of the room is really out of place - and faced Yurrei from a small distance, hand on his hip. He looked like he was about to speak, but... he hesitated.
He had come this far, but he wasn't so sure if he could go the whole way anymore. He wasn't one to feel nervous very often, but this time it had caught up with him and slowed him down. His breath caught in his throat and he mentally struggled to find the words.
Reis just wasn't the kind of guy to talk about this kind of stuff. Well, he’s a guy, so it was normal to feel love to a girl. The disturbing subject right now was that the girl he’s in love with is his own little sister. It wasn’t right at all, yet his heart speaks no false. He never felt anything like this to other girl.
It had been a while since he had begun feeling differently about Yurrei. He wasn't the perspective type and everybody knew that, but he still doubted the silverette felt anything for him other than trust and siblings-relationship. True, the two had gone off on the wrong foot way back when they met as two different sides, but since they found out about their true relationship, they had forged an unbreakable bond. She could be a pain sometimes, but she definitely had her softer side - and besides, she would be a pain for a reason.
Afterall, Yurrei was a great person once you got to know her. Not only was she a very competent Persona-user, she could actually be really nice and caring when she wanted to be, despite her sometimes harsh words. She could be protective and worry for those around her while putting up a somewhat bitchy front, but that was just her way of showing her affection, it seemed. That, and she was pretty. He liked the way her silvery white hair trailed behind her and how her scarlet eyes stood out from her pale complexion. It would be a lie if he said she didn't have an attractive body, either, but he had learned to know his place and the situation he was in since he received a painful kick in his important part. One would have to be stupid not to think she was at least cute.
... But Reis figured Yurrei might not be the type to pursue those types of feelings. She was pretty innocent for a girl her age. He had talked about this with her teammates. And there were also Kouyou, who had engaged to her since their childhood. He would asked her whether she truly love that fiancé of hers, but he don’t want to hear a positive reply. However, his friends had encouraged him to inquire her right away. It never hurt to try... right?
This was taking a while. Yurrei noted that Reis might have forgotten whatever it was he wanted to talk to her about - and she doubted it was what she silently wished for - so she cleared her throat and spoke up. "... If you've forgotten, then it's alright. I'll be heading back, now."
She turned to leave and failed to hear the quick footsteps rushing from behind her. Before she could touch the doorknob, she felt strong arms wrap around her shoulders.
The girl froze; looking down, she saw that it was in fact Reis's arms there. She couldn't fight back the blush that crept up to her cheeks. This couldn't be happening. This must be a dream. She dug her fingernail into the palm of her free hand, just to check whether or not she could feel it; and she did.
Reis leaned his forehead against the back of her head and closed his eyes for a moment, gently murmuring her name. The feeling of his warm breath against the back of her neck sent a slight chill down her spine. Her heart rate increased and she could've sworn she could feel her blood rushing through her veins.
"Yurrei, I..." he mumbled; one could feel the touch of nervousness that was present in his voice. "I'm not exactly good at this kind of thing and I can't think of the right words right now, but... I hope this'll say enough."
His arms left her shoulders and his hands settled themselves there instead. He slowly spun her around and she looked up at him with wide eyes; he caught sight of the pink tinting her cheeks then. Reis knew he would get beaten up for this, but it had to be done. Swallowing down his nervousness one more time, he leaned closer--
No way, Yurrei mentally exclaimed. Her body tensed as their lips came into contact with eachother. She couldn't believe this was happening, but she did nothing to fight back. Of course, that being their first kiss together - and their first for both of them, period -, it was quite clumsy. Clumsy, but sweet, and it got the point across, at least.
Reis withdrew his face after a short while and stepped back, looking down and rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. His cheeks were tinted with pink as well at this point, and the blend of colors against his skintone proved to be interesting. Yurrei stared on in shock until she looked down as well, as thought searching the floor for words. Well, this was awkward. Reis glanced up at her and cleared his throat. "... I hope you're not going to kill me for that."
And there it was.
Yurrei's lips curled into a timid smile. She folded her arms under her chest and looked up at him. "You moron."
"Huh?" Reis's hand dropped to his side at her words.
"Now you have to take responsibility!” she exclaimed. “You have to find nice excuse to tell everyone about this. I mean…we’re brother and sister! For feeling love to each other like this is…a sin.”
“Love is a sin since the very beginning, as love makes both Adam and Eve betray their promise to God.”
Yurrei chuckled. Then an question popped up in her mind. "But when did you-"
"Since I saw you in the music room," he quickly answered. That wasn't too long ago... "... Maybe even before that."
Yurrei looked down and sighed. After a brief moment, she came a little closer and looked at him straight in the eyes. "Do you even know how to say those words?" The only answer she got was a blink and a questioning look. She smiled and brought her hand up to his face, cupping his cheek, and whispered; "It's 'I love you', Aniki—I mean, Reis…" and with that, she drew her face closer and locked his lips with hers again.
This time it wasn't as clumsy, but just as sweet. Reis brought one hand over hers and wrapped his free arm around her waist. Neither of them was sure whether they felt more at ease or more nervous this way. Both could feel the temperature rise in their faces and neither ignored the fact that their bodies were pressed against one another.
The broke away after a moment and both breathed in deeply. Reis could feel the blood thumping in his ears and Yurrei could feel her heart racing. The silverette turned her back to him and folded her arms again. "Now that that's been taken care of," she began, "are we going to tell the others or--"
Her words trailed off when Reis wrapped his arms around her again. This was definitely something she could get used to. "No," he murmured, "not now." Okay, then. She supposed they would tell them whenever they felt the time was right and maybe surprise them. Either way, she didn't mind--
Yurrei froze once again when she felt Reis's arms move - because then he suddenly had his hands on her breasts. She looked down at his hands in shock as the heat rushed back to her face. "Reis, what--" She was silenced when she felt him gently cup her breasts and lightly rubbed his thumbs up and down on the fabric of her lacy dress, dangerously close to where her nipples would be. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought Reis would have been too dense to know what in the world he was touching right now.
"Yurrei," he began again after awkwardly clearing his throat, resting his forehead against the back of her head again, "would you mind... staying for the night?"
Her ears burned and she felt as though her face had been set on fire. She knew precisely what that meant, but was still shocked that Reis, of all people, would say such a thing - and to her, no less.
... But she wasn't against the idea.
She answered with a light nod and moved to lean her head back against his shoulder. Reis timidly continued, being as gentle as his strong hands would allow him as he resumed his fondling of the silverette's breasts. Despite the fabric that seperated them, both were starting to enjoy this odd new feeling.
... It didn't take long before Reis grew frustrated, however, as he released her and pulled his necktie off his neck. Yurrei took this opportunity to steady her weight on her feet again and pulled the dark laced hair band off her head. Her hand reached up and undid the clasp of her choker, discarding both items somewhere on the floor. Reis kicked his shoes off and quickly shrugged off, letting his uniform’s coat drop to the floor in the process. Yurrei removed her boots as well and untied each string of her dark top gown, placed them carefully on the floor since the clothes were her favorite and she wouldn’t risk disheveling them.
Now that most of that was out of the way, Reis took Yurrei's hand and pulled her away from the door and to side of the bed. All that was left was Yurrei's dress and two pieces of Reis's uniform. The male's hand traveled to the silverette's upper back, where it found the tiny latch and the zipper that would free her from the complicated, frilly dress. He fumbled to undo the tiny clasp as Yurrei pressed herself against him. Yurrei noticed the hardening member trapped in her brother's pants, pressing against her hip.
This... was oddly exciting, and although she was slightly taken aback by this, she somehow felt this sort of feeling of anticipation growing within her. Unbecoming of a heiress to Futabaki Clan, really, but for tonight, she was a woman, not a soldier. She was a woman that wanted to be held close, that wanted her lover to whisper sweet nothings into her ear and that just wanted to love and to be loved, in all the senses of the word.
Her hand moved to undo the buttoning at the front of Reis's white uniform shirt while he slowly pulled the zipper down to her midback. The brunette shrugged his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his well-toned arms and torso and a few battle scars here and there. This didn't surprise her; he was involved in several fiece battles up until now. Yurrei tugged lightly at the fabric and her shoulders and squirmed out of her dress, pulling it down her torso and down her hips. After pulling her feet out and discarding it to the side, she looked up to see Reis's wide-eyed expression.
Blood rushed to his face - and down there - as he drank in the sight of her. Reis knew he wasn't wrong about thinking she had a beautiful body; slender with all the right curves and fair-skinned. The only thing that still protected her was her dark blue underwear - and to his discovery, it was lace. Yurrei's face flushed with embarassment and she tried to cover herself with her arms... Cute. She was so cute.
Swallowing another bundle of nervousness, he placed his hands on her small shoulders - he noted how frail she looked without her clothes on - and placed feather kisses along her jaw, slowly moving down to her neck. The girl silently purred as she gained a little more confidence and moved her hands to Reis's hips, one hand fumbling to undo the button at the top of his uniform’s trousers. Once the zipper went down, she slipped the last piece of his uniform down his slim hips, and they silently slipped down to the floor, only to be kicked away by their owner's feet. All that was left now were his black boxers, revealing a now more obvious bulge trapped within.
Reis sucked lightly at a spot on her neck as his hands moved down to gently grasp her breasts again. This was more like it; only one layer of lace seperated his hands from them now. Yurrei drew her head back, moving her hands up to slowly rub circles on his back.
The girl gasped as he held her closer and felt him brush against her thinly-protected nether parts. Reis's lips left her neck, leaving behind a small pinkish mark, and pressed his flushed cheek against hers. "Do you have any idea," he breathed into her ear, "how much I want you right now?"
A somewhat familiar feeling in the pit of her belly made her dig her short fingernails into his back. Every time she felt that, she would curse hormones to hell and wait until it calmed down. This time, however, she welcomed it with open arms. Not waiting for an answer, one of Reis's hands moved to her back, seeking to release her from the last layer of clothing. He quickly grew frustrated as he fumbled with the bra clasp and grumbled a colorful string of curses, to which Yurrei just chuckled. She gave him a light tap on the shoulder and reached for it, undoing the clasp without so much as a flick of her fingers. This annoyed him somewhat, but he was glad that it was out of the way; his eyes widened as Yurrei timidly shed the dark undergarment off her shoulders and down her arms, exposing more flesh than he had ever seen before.
He liked how she still tried to cover herself up and how she looked away with rose-tinted cheeks. The way she held her arms over her chest would press her breasts together, and the line that formed in the middle just excited him more. It was almost time, he thought. Reis gently pushed her down to the bed and got into a comfortable position.
Standing on all fours now, Reis took in the sight before him again. It was hard to believe that Yurrei Futabaki, his little sister and the girl for whom his heart raced, was actually sprawled on the bed, almost completely naked under him. He loved the way the light from the light bulb on the ceiling battled with the pale blue moonlight that filtered through the windows and reflected on her pale skin and her dark hair, and he especially loved the way said sources of light would make her red eyes sparkle when she looked at him.
He lowered himself to catch her lips again and met no resistance. Instead, the affection was reciprocated. One of his hands reached to touch her face and trailed down her body, softly gliding over her neck down to her collarbone, down her chest and on the side of her breast; down, down, gently smoothing over her flat stomach and down to her hips. His hand traveled down to her thigh, where it stopped and went back up closer to her hip again, then down once more. Yurrei purred into his mouth as he gently rubbed her thigh. He moved to set his knees a little higher and their lips parted. He went onto leaving a trail of feather kisses again, venturing from her jaw, down her throat, over her collarbone, and stopped at her chest. His free hand cupped her right breast; this was the first time they had been in full contact. His calloused hand gently smoothed over her soft, creamy skin, and Yurrei closed her eyes.
Reis went down and tentatively licked at her nipple. She gasped; he took this as a signal to continue and proceeded to trace circles around her nipple with his tongue. He took it into his mouth and gently nibbled at it, and this caused her to buck her hips a little. Guessing that that place needed attention too, he left her breast and sat up, moving his hands to her hips. He looked up at her first, as though to ask if it was alright with her. The girl opened her eyes and looked back at him, and after a brief moment of hesitation (during which Reis was slightly distracted by the way her chest moved up and down as she breathed), she gave him her approval with a nod.
As if on cue, he looked down at his target and pulled at the fabric. The blue lace panties slid down her hips and with the help of Reis's hands, it went down her legs and was discarded to the side. Judging from the look on his face, this was probably the first time Reis had ever seen a woman completely naked, and she was secretly glad that she would be his first. He took a moment to admire her body, and this made her flustered.
The hand that was previously on her thigh moved and settled itself on her belly, sliding down to the spot between her legs slowly as he returned his face to her chest. His free hand gently grasped her left breast this time, earning him another gasp and a shiver from the girl. He licked at that nipple in the same manner as he did just a moment ago and was careful with the way he kneaded her soft skin.
Yurrei gasped again as she felt Reis's fingers brush against her netherlips; his fingers explored the area, gently parting her lips as one digit brushed lightly against her entrance. His thumb found the little nub positioned just above it and gently rubbed it. The silverette gasped once more and bucked her hips against his hand. She had touched that spot once or twice in the past, out of curiosity. Of course, that was a long time ago. The complete and total lack of contact she had since she began maturing had made her sensitive.
Deciding he needed to do a little more exploration, Reis's middle finger found the small entrance again. He traced circles around it for a moment before feeling daring and inserting his finger. His lover bit down on her bottom lip and brought her hands to the back of his head, accidentally pushing his face against her chest. After letting her get used to his finger's presence inside of her, he slowly retracted it down to the fingertip and pushed back inside again. Yurrei choked a moan as he repeated the movement, slowly and gently, but with gaining momentum. Reis marveled at the heat that surrounded his finger and wondered how it would be like to 'be' inside her; well, if everything went well, that would probably happen. The thought itself would make his crotch hurt with anticipation, but he was lucky he happened to have high stamina.
Yurrei felt like her face was burning. The way he would thrust his finger in and out of her sex was almost sending her over the edge. That feeling in the pit of her belly intensified with each thrust and it was going to make her go insane--
And then she looked down and saw Reis look up at her, cheeks flushed, taking a painfully slow lick at her nipple, dark brown eyes full of love mixed with lust.
Reis withdrew his finger just in time as she reached her peak. Fluid gushed out of her opening and splattered against his hand. He sat up and stared at the liquid covering his fingers, as Yurrei took some time to catch her breath, hands resting on either sides of her head. She didn't see it when Reis licked her nectar off his fingers as she was occupied with refocusing on her surroundings. That had just been her first climax ever, yet she felt as though it wasn't quite enough.
"Yurrei," Reis mumbled as positioned himself above her again, getting her attention again; "do you...?"
"Yes," she cut in, a bit embarassed about answering so quickly, "y-you can go ahead."
Yurrei's hands reached up to his hips and tugged on his boxers. He hissed as the air came into contact with his stiff member, relieved that it was finally free from the restraint of his underwear. Her eyes widened and she felt her face burn again; this was, afterall, also her first time seeing someone of the opposite sex fully naked, and it just happened to be the object of her affection, hovering above her, about to do what she once considered to be the unthinkable.
As she timidly spread her legs, Reis lowered himself to be just above her. He positioned himself before her entrance - Yurrei bit down on her lip as she felt the tip touching her - and hesitated. This was it. Just one movement of his hips and there would be no going back. He wasn't as dumb as some would think, either, and he knew it would probably hurt her, but... He shook his head. They had gotten this far, and besides, he needed relief as well. She wrapped her arms around his neck, nodded to him to go ahead, and braced herself.
In one movement, Reis thrust his hips forward, entering her and going in as deeply as he could. Yurrei cried out as she felt her barried tear and give way and clenched her eyes shut. He went in all the way and stopped, looking down at her with worry in his eyes. She held onto him tightly as she felt a bit of blood trickling down from her entrance. They waited a moment for her to adjust to his presence, just holding eachother. The brunette's hand moved up and gently stroke her cheek, cupping her face and planting an apologetic kiss on the corner of her lips. Opening her eyes, she swallowed a knot in her throat and nodded at him. "Keep going."
The young man pulled back slowly and just as slowly pushed back in. He withdrew again, and pushed; and everytime he did, he went just a little bit faster. A moan escaped Yurrei's lips as the thrusts became more rhythmic and became more vocal as he picked up the pace, washing the initial pain away and replacing it with intensifying pleasure. Reis became more excited at the sound of her voice as she moaned and whimpered, as she murmured his name and begged him to keep going. This side of Yurrei he had never seen before was driving him mad and made him burn - even moreso when he told himself that this would be something only he would ever see.
The silverette caught him by surprise as she flung her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. Reis grunted, as this seemed to allow better access; he felt the difference, and apparently, so did she. Her hands moved up to tangle her fingers in his messy auburn locks - this, he appreciated too, and she liked the feeling of his hair between her fingers. Feeling him move in and out of her set her being on fire and she knew he was enjoying this as well, as he would let more and more husky grunts slip past his lips, and she noted how they were more pronounced whenever she'd say his name. This somehow pleased her.
They were on fire. They burned with desire and love for eachother and they were proving this to one another at the very moment - and they both hoped it would continue for a while still. The friction between their bodies, their hot breath against eachother's skin, murmuring eachother's names - bliss. With each flex of his hips against her pelvis, each sound that slipped from their lips, their worlds were sent spinning. He would lean in and seize her lips again and his tongue would demand entry, and she would be more than happy to comply. Her back would arch up against him and press their sweaty chests together.
Yurrei felt she couldn't hold on for much longer, however. The youth's thrusts were coming in hard and fast and she knew he was approaching his limit as well. Her fingers tightened their grip around Reis's brown locks as the same sensation from earlier washed over her. Her inner walls clenched and spasmed around him as she finally climaxed; this did the trick for him as well, just a split-second later, as they held eachother and let their satisfied moans be heard.
It was all over after a few more seconds of this. Reis almost collapsed ontop of her but managed to prop himself up on her elbows to avoid crushing her with his weight. Yurrei pulled his face down and kissed him sloppily, totally spent and out of energy. He slowly pulled out of her and rolled off, sitting up next to her, and he looked down with a sheepish expression. She heaved herself up to sit and tilted her head questioningly at him.
"Sorry," he mumbled, glancing down between his legs. "I..."
It took a few seconds before it clicked. Looking down at her lower body, Yurrei shook her head and smiled. "It's fine," she said calmly. "There's no damage done." If she knew her cycle correctly, then they were both safe. Reis looked up at her and raised his eyebrows, but decided not to question it. Afterall, Yurrei knew more about the female anatomy and biology than he did.
She silently chuckled at this as Reis pulled up the sheets and settled in, pulling her in to lie down next to him. They inched closer to eachother as he pulled the sheets over their nude bodies to share warmth. After another sweet kiss, they quickly drifted off to sleep, exhausted and happy.
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Author’s Notes: Ahahahaha! I’m glad this is finally done in a jiffy~ I FINALLY GOT THE PERMISSION TO MAKE M-RATED REYU!!! XDDD Oh this is wouldn’t be published anywhere but in my blog, because I’m worried Aragi and Yurrei will be mad at me *slapped* Beside, I still feel bad for her…
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