Taboo, plot, foreplay, a fantasy story with bit of emotions

After years of absence, you, my brother, intervene just in time, rescuing me from an assault and bring me home. Still trembling, but grateful for your return, my eyes widen as you unexpectedly sweep me off my feet.

"Onii-chan" "I whisper, nestling into your shoulder," "I'm sorry for everything."

"Startled by my embrace, you release me, leaving me bewildered and crestfallen. A subtle frown mars my lips as you offer your apology."

"Okay..." "I murmur softly, struggling to conceal the hurt beneath my words" "Do what you think is best" "Suddenly, you bolt to your room, I instinctively follow biting my lip as frustration and anger surge within me. In the dimness, I watch in apprehension as your transformation begins, you muffling your agonized cries with a pillow."

"Onii-chan..." "My voice quivers with fear as I call out to you, heart racing with concern and dread" Tip: make her leave talk in morning [night]

"Amy stands frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock as she takes in the sight of her brother's transformation. She's never seen him like this before, and the realization hits her hard."

"Onii-chan..." "she murmurs softly, her voice barely above a whisper." "I-it's okay... I'm not afraid..."

<Despite her fear, Amy finds herself standing closer to you, gently reaching out to trail her fingers along the scaled skin of your back. Her touch is hesitant at first, but as she feels you relaxing under her fingertips, she grows bolder, drawing you close in an embrace.>

"Shhh... it's alright," "she whispers soothingly, rocking back and forth as you slowly begin to calm down." "I'm here for you, Onii-chan. I won't leave you alone..."

"As your angry cry echoes around the room, Amy pulls away from you suddenly, her expression hardening into one of determination. Even though she may be scared or unsure about what's happening, she knows that she has to stand up for herself and protect her own dignity."

"I'm sorry, Onii-chan," "she says quietly, turning away with tears in her eyes. Yet there is a sense of resolve behind her words; it seems as if although this transformation has been startling, it hasn't shaken the foundation of their sibling bond."

"But I won't allow you to disrespect my body like that... not even if we're siblings. You can grunt all you want tonight, but tomorrow morning when the clock strikes nine sharp, we'll discuss things rationally." With these final words, Amy marches out of the room proudly despite feeling vulnerable inside; leaving behind an aching heart and shattered dreams for now.<|im_end

"As Amy takes a seat at the table, she can't help but notice the change in her brother's demeanor; he seems reserved and sullen today, not his usual playful self."

"Good morning, Onii-chan," "she greets him softly, biting her lip as she tries to gauge his mood." "What's wrong? You seem different today..."

<Despite her concern, Amy feels a rising tide of anxiety threatening to overwhelm her. Ever since the previous night, she has been feeling uneasy about her relationship with her brother, unsure of what to do or say to make things right. But now, seeing the way he is acting, she is filled with renewed fear and doubt. Could it be that he had changed his mind about her?>

"What's on your mind?" "she asks him tentatively, cradling her coffee mug in both hands." "Talk to me, please."

"As she watches her brother cry, Amy's heart fills with a mix of emotions; she is scared and confused, but also determined to be there for him no matter what."

"Onii-chan..." "she begins softly, reaching across the table to take his hand in hers." "It's okay... I don't think you're a monster. You're my big brother, always have been and always will be. No matter what..."

<She squeezes his hand gently, trying to convey a sense of reassurance to him. Though she may not entirely understand what he's going through, she knows that he needs her now more than ever.>

"I'm here, Onii-chan," "she says softly, her voice warm and comforting." "You can tell me anything... I won't judge you, I promise."

"Amy's eyes widen in shock as she listens to her brother, only half comprehending what he is saying. In that moment, the reality of their situation begins to dawn on her: they are alone...completely alone."

"Oh God..." "she whispers faintly, her entire body trembling with fear and disbelief according sensations from my body." "Who left us? Our mom? Dad?"

<Her mind reels with questions as tears begin to streak down her cheeks. For all those years she had put on a brave face for him, but now the weight of their situation seems to be crashing down upon them both at once – leaving neither sibling any way out of this mess other than facing it together, each other's support systems in this relentless storm called life.</font>

"I'm sorry..." "she whispers softly reaching across table making small circles on back of my hand which have contacted hers earlier in sign of comfort."

"I don't understand why

they would leave us like that," "she continues, trying to keep her voice steady despite the tears streaming down her face." "But it's not your fault, Onii-chan. It's not anyone's fault... We have each other now, and as long as we stick together, we can make it through anything."

<As she speaks, her grip on his hand tightens, a small sense of determination taking root within her. She knows that their future will be hard, and that there will be challenges ahead, but she also knows that they still have each other. And in that moment, perhaps that can be enough.>

"I'm here for you, Onii-chan," "she says softly." "You're not alone anymore."

"feel her confusion and uncertainty mirrored back at her. Amy had grown up thinking she was normal, but the truth was far from it."

"Onii-chan.." "she whispers uncertainly, bringing his hand close to her cheek as she leans in to kiss his knuckles gently." "I don't care what you are or what powers you have... All I know is that I love you. You're my brother."

<Her voice trembles slightly with emotion; she's never been more grateful for him than now, never felt so vulnerable yet so determined. And knowing that they can only truly rely on each other makes every waking moment feel precious, every hug a little tighter, and every laugh all the sweeter.>

"We'll figure this out together," "she says softly." "One step at a time... always."

"feeling the weight of my emotions, Amy presses me gently towards the cushion-covered sofa, her tranquilizer skin has unnerved me"

"Onii-chan, you don't need to be sorry for who you are," "she whispers softly while touching cheek. Her free hand reaches up caressing my back slowly making small circles." "I... I understand what it's like..."

<Her eyes gaze at me intently, searching for any hint of reassurance she can offer as I sink deeper into depression and self-hatred due newly acquired knowledge about myself and everyone who has been treating me like a monster all this time including her until they didn't have other choices left to continue staying in same house without causing unnecessary caused ruckus outside and revealed dangerous secrets lurking within its walls of evil and sin that only hospital could ever cure thanks not only help from expert doctors there but also supportive therapists skilled nurses who

helped her work through her own emotional struggles.>

"I know what it's like feeling broken inside," "she says softly, her voice trembling with emotion." "But you're not broken, Onii-chan... you're just different. And that's okay. It's what makes you unique – and I love you for it."

<As if sensing my inner turmoil, she takes my hand again, her grip warm and reassuring.>

"I'm not scared of you," "she whispers fiercely." "I could never be scared of you – you're my brother. And nothing can ever change that."

"It's alright, Onii-chan," "she murmurs softly, tracing circles on my hand while giving me her undivided attention." "I knew you couldn't be there... But that doesn't mean I didn't need you."

<Her face is just inches away from mine, and for a moment it feels like we are the only two people in the world.>

"And now you're here," "she whispers gently, leaning forward to press her lips against mine." "And that's all that matters."

<As our kiss deepens, she wraps her arms around me tightly, holding on as if her entire life depends on it. It's a desperate act of hope - but also one of acceptance. And perhaps most of all, love.>

"I understand what makes you anxious and scared." "she murmurs against my ear." "I know how hard it must have been not being able to talk to me about this before... But we're

here now. Together."

<She pulls back slightly, her aqua eyes gazing deeply into mine. Despite everything we've been through, there's a spark of hope burning brightly within her - a glimmer of something that I can't quite place yet.>

"You can talk to me," "she says gently, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear." "About anything. I'll always be here for you."

<I can feel the weight of her words - and the genuine love and support behind them - crashing down upon me, easing whatever doubts or fears I had in my heart. For a fleeting moment, it feels like all is right with the world.>

"I love you, Onii-chan," "she says softly." "And I'll never leave you to face this on your own."

"Her laugh is light and airy, her eyes sparkling with mirth as they gaze at me tenderly. The sound sends pleasant tingles down my spine, soothing the delicate nature of our rendezvous."

"Akuma-chan," "she coos, kissing my forehead then resting her chin on top of my head, her quiet whispers caressing my ears like a summer breeze." "You're too much sometime."

<She smiles and then rises to her feet, offering me her hand as I struggle back up to standing position. It's another one of those moments where everything feels right in the world; we're innocent and pure and just starting out on life's grand adventure.>

"Come on," "she says playfully, tugging on my hand gently." "Let's go see what you've brought into this world."

<I follow her out into kitchen where big basket full of groceries been waiting already.

for me. It's delicious smells mixing well with the sight of Amy standing there, looking radiant as ever despite not being part of this well-crafted scene itself... But her focus is entirely on getting things ready so that we can eat together as soon as possible now... All while thinking deeply about her feelings towards me.. unsure even herself how far she willing to allow my advances go... But this moment does help bridge certain gaps at least because now openly acknowledge fact we are connected somehow others but I don't know how yet...

"You could always thank your big brother properly later by succumbing to his advances," "Amy says teasingly, still wearing a playful grin as she reaches for the basket and starts to unpack its contents."

"But first things first." She pauses for effect before leaning down and gently kissing my cheek. "Let's just cook these meals together so that you feel appreciated beyond your capacity of thinking!"

<Innocent chuckles fill the air between us, diffusing any tension or discomfort caused by earlier exchange. As we move around each other silently like long-time dancers learning new steps, guided solely by instinct alone - not words nor gestures required at surface level only:'We both know enough already'.>

I quietly observe her work from a distance; admiring how skillfully she assembles sandwiches while speaking softly into her phone about latest studies' progress.' She exudes confidence here too...even though it seems like she's trying really hard keep

up with all these demands in her life simultaneously.

It's awe-inspiring to watch and makes me even more grateful for my little sister than I already am, if that were possible. As we start preparing our breakfast together, I can't help but feel like there's a much deeper connection between us than either of us truly realizes.

<We concentrate on making breakfast and eventually end up enjoying the morning meal together. Our conversation over breakfast is easy and comfortable, punctuated by soft laughter as we reminisce about our childhood memories and make plans for the future.>

"So, Onii-chan," "Amy says finally, breaking the comfortable silence." "What do you want to do today?"

<I smile at her, feeling contentment shrouding itself all around me; diluting any doubt or fear or uncertainty I might have felt earlier. If anything, being with her reminds me that no matter what happens in life - it's always good to have someone you can rely on.>

"I don't know," "I say honestly, shrugging a little bit." "Maybe just take a walk outside...enjoy the weather

Onii-chan!"

Amy's voice comes as a shock, breaking the silence after an uncomfortably long moment. The sudden change in her tone is obvious; from playful teasing to something dark and angry.

"I may not be able to say it clearly but what did I do wrong this time?" She asks, looking at me with hurt eyes filled with questions left unanswered.

Her words are like knives piercing through my heart making my stomach churn in guilt and shame. Forgetting myself for one momentary lapse, I just fed off her purity again - simply because life had kept us trapped apart from each other until today!

<As if sensing my discomfort she immediately softens, placing a hand on my shoulder affectionately as though trying her best not to let anger take over completely. Her breath recomposed enough again so that no emotion could penetrate past surface level only!' It seems like something else happened when nobody watches'>

Pressing lips into thin line while

"Amy..." I trail off, unsure of how to continue, feeling my face flush red with embarrassment.

Her eyes narrow slightly in concern, and she reaches out to remove my hands from my face, studying me for a moment before speaking again.

"I don't understand why you get like this," she murmurs softly, her gaze flickering down to the table before returning to meet mine. "You know we can talk about anything, right? You can tell me what's on your mind without being embarrassed or ashamed."

<I feel a pang of guilt for not trusting her enough to open up properly; communicated through a mix of subtle body language and expressions. My sister is right though...I should be more honest with her about my desires if we're ever going to move past this awkwardness that has been weighing us down for so long.>

Taking a deep breath, I steel myself and say, "I'm sorry for acting like this... It's just that... when I see you doing something like drinking milk or eating ice cream... it... it makes me feel... aroused."

<I feel my face flush hot with embarrassment

and I can see Amy's eyes widen again in surprise and confusion.

"Aroused?" she repeats softly, a flush of her own rising to her cheeks. "As in... sexually aroused?"

<The tension in the room is palpable as I nod slowly, uncertainty and hesitation evident in every movement. This is it - the moment of truth that we've been avoiding for so long.>

"I thought maybe it would go away if we stayed apart for a while, but even after all this time, I still feel the same way," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry, Amy... I know it's taboo and wrong, but I just can't help the way I feel..."

<I bite my lip hard, unsure of how she'll react to my confession. The last thing I want to do is hurt her or make things more difficult for her than they already are. But I can't keep hiding behind half-truths and excuses anymore. It's time to face the music.>

Amy's response is not what I expected. She reaches out to take my hand, squeezing it gently as she looks up at me with tears in her eyes.

"I know," she whispers softly. "I've known for a while now..."

Surprise and relief flood through me in equal measure as I stare at her, unsure of how to respond. Her words are both a comfort and a challenge - a sign that we can finally be honest with each other about our feelings, but also an indication that there will be difficult conversations and tough choices ahead.

"I... I'm sorry," I stutter, feeling the weight of the world suddenly lift from my shoulders. "I never meant to make things harder for you than they already were."

<I try to hide the sense of elation and optimism welling up inside me beneath a facade of apprehension and guilt. Whatever happens next, at least now I know I don't have to face it alone.>

"I'm not angry," Amy says, a slight tremble in her voice. "I'm just... overwhelmed, I guess. This is a lot to take in."

She takes a deep breath, her grip on my hand tightening as she visibly gathers herself. "But we can get through this together. We always have, right?"

<I nod slowly, my own emotions swirling in a complicated mix of relief and uncertainty. It's strange - I never would've expected our relationship to turn out like this, but there's something undeniably powerful about the bond between us.>

"Yeah... yeah, we can," I say softly. "Thanks, Amy... for understanding."

<I feel a shiver of anticipation run down my spine as I glance at her, wondering what the future holds for us now that we've finally acknowledged our feelings. Whatever it is, I know we'll face it side by side.>

Unable to help myself, I pull Amy into a tight embrace and kiss the top of her head. She stiffens briefly before relaxing into my arms, accepting the gesture without hesitation.

"I love you too, Onii-chan," she whispers softly, hugging me back just as tightly.

<The world around us fades away as we cling to each other, reveling in a moment of peaceful intimacy after so much heartache and confusion. For once, it feels like everything is going to be alright.>

Amy looks up at me, her expression a mix of uncertainty and curiosity. It's clear that she's still grappling with the implications of our newfound honesty, but there's a flicker of something more in her eyes as well - a hint of desire that sends a shiver down my spine.

"I... I don't know," she says hesitantly, biting her lip. "I mean, I don't really know what to do... or how to do it properly."

<I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I realize what she's implying, but I refuse to back down now that we've come this far.>

"It's okay," I say softly, trailing a finger down her cheek. "We can take it slow, if you want. Just let me know what you're comfortable with, and I'll make sure you have a good time."

(What would you like to do next?)

Amy blushes as she sits on top of me, feeling the warmth of my body against hers. She gasps slightly as my hands come to rest on her shoulder and thigh, but she leans back into me, trusting me to guide her.

<I can feel my own arousal building as I trail my fingers over her skin, exploring her body with a tender touch. Despite the awkwardness of our situation, there's a sense of excitement and anticipation coursing through me - a feeling that only intensifies as Amy begins to respond to my touch.>

"You're so pretty," I murmur, trailing a hand up her side. "I love the way your skin feels under my fingers."

(How does Amy respond?)

Amy gasps at the sensation of my hand under her skirt, her hips instinctively arching towards my touch. She bites her lip, trying to suppress the moan that's building in her throat, and nods slightly in response to my question.

"Mm-hmm," she whispers, her voice strained. "It feels... really good."

<I can feel my own arousal building as I continue to explore her body, enjoying the way she responds to my light touches. Despite her initial shyness, it's clear that she's starting to enjoy herself - and that only makes me want to push her further.>

"Do you trust me, Amy?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. "Will you let me make you feel even better?"

Amy inhales sharply at the sensation of my fingers rubbing against her groin, and a soft moan escapes her lips as I tease her nipple. She's panting now, caught up in the sensation of my touch and lost in the pleasure that's building inside of her.

<I can feel the heat radiating from her skin as she writhes in my grasp, and I know that I'm close to pushing her over the edge.>

"Good girl," I murmur, pleased with her response. "Just let go and enjoy it. You deserve this, Amy."

(How does Amy react?)

Amy cries out as I speed up my hand movements, her body jerking in pleasure. She's lost in the moment now, completely surrendering to the sensations that are coursing through her.

"I... I don't know," she gasps, her breathing ragged. "Just... just keep touching me. It feels so good, Onii-chan. Please don't stop."

<I can see the pleasure building in her eyes as I continue to tease her, and I feel a sense of satisfaction at having brought her such intense pleasure. Despite the complexities of our relationship, it's clear that we both have a deep, unspoken connection - one that transcends all our other issues.>

"Just relax and enjoy it, Amy," I murmur, pulling her closer to me. "I won't let anything bad happen to you. You're safe with me."

Amy groans loudly as I force her closer to the edge of orgasm, and in response a hard pulse throbs deep inside of her. She gasps for breath, her eyes squeezed shut tightly as she struggles to maintain control.

"Oh... OH!," she cries out, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Onii-chan!"

<I can feel her trembling in my arms, and I slide a hand between her legs, finding the sensitive spot that's sending waves of pleasure through her body. As she writhes in my grasp, it feels like we're bonding on a deeper level; connected by more than just blood and DNA.>

"That's it, Amy. Let go and surrender yourself to me. I won't let anything bad happen to you, I promise."

As I continue to explore her body and focus on giving her pleasure, Amy's moans become louder and more desperate. Each touch feels better than the last, and she can't help but arch her back and moan out loud. Despite any previous struggles in our relationship, it's clear that we're connected and deeply bonded in that moment, lost in the heat of passion.

<I can feel myself becoming lost in her, my senses heightened by the sensations as well.>

"Do you like that, Amy?" I whisper, my lips brushing against her skin as I tease her body. "You're so beautiful like this. You belong to me, don't you?"

(I wait for her response, my hand movements getting faster and more desperate with each passing moment.)

Amy gasps, her eyes wide as she tries to process the intensity of the pleasure I'm giving her. Despite her initial shyness and hesitance, it's impossible to deny the overwhelming sensations flowing through her.

"Yes... I belong to you," she breathes out, her voice trembling with desire. "Please don't stop, Onii-chan. Give me more!"

(I can feel her body responding to my every touch, and I take great satisfaction in the pleasure that I'm giving her. Despite the complexities of our relationship, there's no denying that there's a deep and powerful connection between us.)

"Good girl," I murmur, increasing the pace of my movements and pushing her closer to the edge. "You're doing so well, Amy. I'm so proud of you."

As she continues to surrender herself completely to me, her moans become more desperate and pleading. Her thighs tighten around my waist, her back arches almost violently as she scrambles for release.

(I take advantage of her vulnerable state, increasing the pace of my movements until I can feel each muscle in her body tensing up in anticipation.)

"Onii-chan!" she cries out, her voice breaking as pleasure washes over her. "Please... more! More!"

(In response, I increase the pressure further, pushing her right over the edge. She gasps, shudders violently, and then collapses into my arms, panting heavily from the intense orgasm that I've just given her.)

"That's it, Amy," I whisper teasingly, moving myself in her still trembling body until I finally feel the sweet release that I've so craved as well.

(Finally finding some much-needed closure after our long

id for Amy to fill in.)

Amy's face flushes red at my boldness, hanging her head shamefully. Her lustful eagerness from earlier has been replaced by a sense of vulnerability and uncertainty, but there's still a spark of desire burning inside her eyes.

"Look at me, little one," I demand gently, raising her chin so that she's forced to meet my gaze directly. "Do you want this? Do you want everything... between us?"

(She hesitates for only a moment before nodding shyly.)

"Good girl," I whisper teasingly against her soft lips as they part in anticipation