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Mikan lay back against the pillows, her chest heaving, her body limp and trembling from the force of her first release. The aftershocks of the orgasm rippled through her limbs, leaving her feeling raw, exposed, and incredibly sticky.
"Rito..." she whimpered, her eyes half-closed, lashes wet with tears. "I... I made a mess..."
"It's a beautiful mess," Rito whispered, his voice thick with affection. "Because it came from you."
He gently moved her off his lap, laying her down in the center of the bed. The moonlight filtered through the window, painting her pale skin in silver and shadow. Rito shifted, crawling down the length of her body until he was kneeling between her spread legs.
He didn't dive in immediately. He took his time.
He placed his hands on her knees, slowly parting them wider until she was completely open to him. Mikan flinched, instinctively trying to close her legs, shame warring with the lingering pleasure.
"Don't hide," Rito murmured. He lowered his head and pressed a soft, wet kiss to the inside of her left thigh, just above the knee.
Mikan gasped. "Onii-chan...?"
He kissed his way up. Chu... chu... Wet, hot kisses trailed along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, getting closer and closer to her center. His breath fanned over her, hot and heavy.
"I want to see everything," Rito said honestly, his hands sliding under her thighs to prop them up. "I want to taste you."
He looked at her most intimate spot.
It was perfectly, beautifully smooth. There was no hair to hide her, just a pale, pristine mound that looked incredibly soft and vulnerable. The pink folds were swollen from his earlier ministrations, glistening with her own juices and the remnants of her squirting. It was a sight that made Rito's blood boil, innocent yet undeniably erotic.
"You're so clean," Rito murmured, reaching out to run a thumb over the smooth skin of her mound. "So pretty. Like a doll."
Mikan covered her face with her hands, peeking through her fingers, her face burning. "Don't look so close... it's embarrassing... I'm just... your little sister..."
"You're you, Mikan," Rito corrected, leaning in until his nose brushed against her slick flesh. He inhaled deeply. "And you smell... incredible. Sweet. Like vanilla and... something else. Something just for me."
He couldn't wait any longer.
His tongue swept out, broad, warm, and skilled. He started at the very bottom, at her perineum, and dragged his tongue up the entire length of her smooth slit in one long, slow, devastating stroke.
Schlorrrp.
"Hngh!" Mikan's back arched off the mattress, her toes curling violently. A jolt of electricity shot from her crotch straight to her brain.
"Sweet," Rito mumbled against her wet skin, tasting the nectar she had released. "You taste so sweet, Mikan."
He used his thumbs to gently spread her folds apart, exposing the tiny, sensitive pearl at the top. It was red and throbbing.
He attacked.
He began to lick in earnest. Long, flat strokes that lapped at her clitoris, followed by quick, flickering teasing that made her hips jerk. He used the skills he had absorbed from his "memories"—knowing exactly how much pressure to apply, exactly where the nerves were bundled.
Lick... lick... slurp...
"Onii-chan...!" Mikan cried out, her hands flying down to grip his hair, her fingers tangling in the strands. "Not there... it's too... ahhh! Your tongue... it's...!"
Rito ignored her weak pleas to stop. He knew she didn't mean it. He hummed against her, a low, vibrating growl that traveled through her sensitive flesh and resonated in her womb.
He swirled his tongue around her entrance, then pushed the tip slightly inside, tasting her depths.
Gluck... schlick...
The sound of his mouth working on her filled the quiet room, wet, sloppy, and incredibly obscene. It was the sound of barriers breaking.
Mikan was losing her mind. The sensation of her brother's face buried between her legs, eating her out with such devotion, broke every taboo she had ever known. It felt wrong, and dirty, and better than anything she had ever imagined.
"Rito... Rito... I'm... I'm going crazy...!" she wailed, her hips grinding up against his face, seeking more friction.
"Go crazy," he whispered against her wet folds, looking up at her. His chin was glistening with her fluids, his eyes dark and burning with love. "I've got you. Give me everything, Mikan."
He sucked harder, creating a vacuum seal over her clitoris, drinking her in like she was the only sustenance he needed.
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Mikan was floating in a haze of white-hot pleasure. Rito's mouth on her most sensitive spot, his tongue swirling and lapping at her, was almost too much to handle. She lay spread-eagled on the bed, her fingers tangled in his sweat-dampened hair, whimpering his name over and over.
But Rito wasn't done.
He pulled back slowly. His chin was wet, glistening with her juices, his lips swollen and red. He looked up at her, flushed, messy, and completely undone, with a gaze that was terrifyingly intense.
"I want more," he whispered, his voice rough with honesty. "I want to taste every part of you, Mikan. I want you to know that there isn't a single inch of you I don't love. I want to own all of it."
He shifted his grip, moving his hands from her hips to the backs of her knees.
"Lift your legs," he commanded gently.
Mikan obeyed instinctively, her mind too dazed to resist. Rito lifted her legs high, draping them over his broad shoulders. The position folded her in half, exposing her completely to the moonlight and his hungry eyes.
The pale, smooth skin of her perineum was laid bare, leading down to the tight, forbidden rosebud hidden between her cheeks.
"R-Rito?" Mikan's eyes widened, panic piercing through the haze. "What are you...?"
He didn't answer with words. He leaned forward, burying his face deep between her buttocks. His nose brushed against the sensitive ring of muscle, inhaling the scent of her deepest, most private place.
Mikan gasped, her entire body going rigid. "Onii-chan! No! Not there! That's... that's dirty!"
"Nothing about you is dirty," Rito murmured against her skin, his breath hot and humid on her entrance. "You're perfect. Everywhere. I love this part of you too."
He licked.
Slurp.
It was a long, wet, deliberate stroke right across her anus.
"HYAAA!" Mikan screamed, a sound of pure shock and electrifying pleasure that she couldn't stifle.
The sensation was indescribable. It was taboo. It was wrong. It was something siblings never did. And it felt incredible. His tongue was warm and soft, teasing the tight pleats, pressing against the entrance with a skill that made her toes curl painfully.
He licked again, swirling the flat of his tongue around the rim.
Lick... schlorp...
"No... no... Rito...!" Mikan sobbed, thrashing on the bed, trying to push herself away, but her body betrayed her. Her hips pushed back against his face, seeking more friction, opening herself wider for him.
The sheer psychological weight of it, her big brother, the future King of the Galaxy, the man every girl wanted, licking the shameful part of her body with such reverence shattered her last defenses.
"You taste so good," Rito groaned, diving deeper. He used his fingers to spread her cheeks further apart, burying his nose in her smoothness as he worked his tongue with skilled, rhythmic flicks. "So sweet. I could do this all night."
Lero-lero-lero...
He increased the speed, flicking the sensitive bud while simultaneously reaching up with one hand to fondle her wet, swollen clitoris.
The dual assault overloaded her nervous system.
"I'm... I'm going crazy...!" Mikan wailed, tears streaming down her face. "I can't take it! It's too much! Onii-chan! I love you! I love you!"
Her body convulsed. A second, massive orgasm ripped through her, far more violent than the first. She shook uncontrollably, her legs clamping around his head as she came, crying out his name into the silent house.
"RITOOOO!"
Rito held her there, licking her through the spasms, drinking in her pleasure until she finally went limp, completely and utterly claimed.
He lowered her legs slowly, crawling up the bed to hold her. Mikan was a mess, tears on her cheeks, sweat on her brow, her body twitching with aftershocks. She clung to him, burying her face in his chest.
"You..." she whispered, her voice broken. "You really... accepted everything."
"Everything," Rito confirmed, kissing the top of her head, stroking her damp hair. "You're my sister, Mikan. All of you belongs to me. There is no part of you I don't love."
Mikan looked up. Her eyes were clear now, the fear of abandonment burned away by his love. She didn't ask for more, her body was too overwhelmed, her mind too full of the white-hot intensity of what just happened. She just wanted to exist in this feeling.
"Rito..." she murmured, snuggling deeper into his embrace, closing her eyes. "Just... hold me. Don't let go."
"I won't," Rito promised, wrapping his arms around her, his chin resting on her head. "Sleep, Mikan. I'm right here."
As she drifted off, exhausted and safe, Rito stayed awake, watching the moonlight, knowing that the wall between them had finally crumbled.
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