The late afternoon sun beat down on the Yuuki household, turning the second floor into a sauna. The air conditioner in Rito's room was trying its best, but the humidity, and Rito's own intense focus, was winning.
Rito sat hunched over his desk, a G-pen gripped tightly in his ink-stained fingers.
He was shirtless.
He hadn't meant to be indecent. It was just so hot. His T-shirt was thrown on the bed, and sweat was trickling down his back, tracing the deep grooves of the muscles he had developed over the last few months.
Scritch-scratch-scritch.
He was working on the Saiyan Saga for Dragon Ball Z. He was so focused on fixing the pacing of the fights that he had completely lost track of time.
"Haaah..."
Rito exhaled, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead with his arm. He accidentally smeared a bit of ink on his cheek.
He leaned back, his chair creaking. He looked down at himself and flinched.
He was wearing loose grey sweatpants, and because of the heat, he wasn't wearing anything underneath. The fabric draped over his lap, but it couldn't hide the outline of the 9-inch mini-king. It was currently soft, resting heavily against his thigh, but the sheer size of it was still... embarrassing.
'I really hope Mikan doesn't come in right now,' Rito thought, his face heating up just thinking about it. 'Despite everything we did. She'd still call me a pervert or exhibitionist for working like this.'
He checked the clock. 3:45 PM.
'Okay, safe. She has a committee meeting until 5:00. Lala and Run are at Mikado-sensei's clinic for that bio-scan. Haruna is at cram school.'
He was home alone.
"I need water." he croaked, his throat dry.
He stood up, feeling the sticky heat of the room. He walked out into the hallway, grateful for the slightly cooler air downstairs. He padded down the steps, his bare feet quiet on the wood.
He reached the kitchen, poured a glass of cold barley tea, and drank it quickly. The cold liquid helped, but he was still a sweaty, messy state.
Ding-Dong.
The doorbell rang.
Rito jumped, nearly dropping the glass. "Who is it?"
He looked down at his bare chest, his sweaty skin, and his very visible bulge.
'I can't answer the door like this… I need a shirt.'
He scrambled toward the stairs to run back to his room, but his foot caught on the edge of the rug.
"Woah!"
He stumbled, crashing shoulder-first into the wall.
Thud.
Ding-Dong. Ding-Dong.
"Coming!" Rito yelled, his voice cracking. He realized he didn't have time to run upstairs and come back. Whoever it was might leave. What if it was a delivery for Mikan? She'd be mad if he missed it.
'Okay, calm down, Rito. Just... hide behind the door and peek your head out. It's probably just the mailman.'
He smoothed his hair down (making it messier) and wiped the sweat from his chest with his hands and walked to the entryway.
He unlocked the door and cracked it open just a sliver.
"Yes?"
The afternoon sun flooded the entryway.
Standing on the porch were Sachie and Mami.
They were wearing their usual cute outfit with oversized backpacks on their shoulders. They looked up, blinking at the sliver of Rito's face.
"O-Onii-san?" Sachie asked.
Rito froze. "S-Sachie-chan? Mami-chan?"
He instinctively opened the door wider in surprise. It was a mistake.
The door swung fully open, revealing Rito in all his sweaty, shirtless glory.
The sunlight hit him. His skin glistened with sweat. The ink smudge on his cheek gave him a chaotic, rugged look. His chest heaved from his stumble earlier, his abs flexing with every breath. And the grey sweatpants hung low on his hips, the fabric clinging dangerously to his left thigh.
The girls stared.
A wave of pheromones, musk, ink, and raw heat, hit them.
"H-Hi!" Rito squeaked, instantly crossing his arms over his bare chest to hide his nipples, his face turning tomato red. "I... uh... I was working! It's hot! I didn't know you were coming!"
Sachie's mouth fell open. Her eyes darted from his flushed face to his abs, then down to the heavy outline in his pants.
Mami dropped her backpack.
Thud.
"He's... glistening," Mami whispered, her face erupting in a blush.
Rito saw where they were looking. He tried to twist his hips away, but that just made the fabric pull tighter.
"D-Did you need Mikan?" Rito stammered, looking for an escape. "She's... she's not home yet! You should probably come back la—"
"We know!" Sachie shouted suddenly, her voice high-pitched. She took a step forward, her eyes burning with a scary intensity. "We know she's not home! We came to see you!"
"Me?" Rito blinked, confused and flustered.
"We came to finish our research!" Mami blurted out, stepping over her bag. "We... we need to verify the data!"
Rito felt a jolt of heat in his stomach. Research. He knew exactly what that meant. He remembered the sleepover. He remembered their mouths.
His "Honest Body" reacted instantly.
Twitch.
Beneath the grey fabric, the sleeping dragon woke up. It swelled, thickening right in front of their eyes.
"Eep!" Rito yelped, doubling over slightly to hide it. "W-Wait! Don't look!"
Sachie and Mami didn't look away. They stepped into the genkan.
"It remembers us," Sachie whispered, closing the door behind them.
Rito backed up until his back hit the wall. He was trapped. He was shirtless. And he was getting hard in front of his sister's friends.
"P-Please," Rito begged, his voice shaking. "I'm... I'm really sweaty right now..."
"We don't mind," Mami said, walking toward him with hungry eyes.
"Wait, let's go to the living room at least!" Rito panicked, trying to herd them away from the narrow hallway where he felt cornered.
He stumbled backward into the living room. The girls followed him like ducklings, predatory ducklings.
"Here," Rito said, frantically gesturing to the cushions. "Sit! I'll get juice! You like juice, right?"
He turned to run to the kitchen, but Sachie was faster. She launched herself.
"Onii-san!"
She tackled him. Her small arms wrapped around his waist from behind, her face burying itself in his sweaty back.
"Oof!" Rito stumbled, stopping in his tracks. "S-Sachie-chan?!"
"You smell so good!" Sachie mumbled into his skin, inhaling deeply. "Like ink and... man smell!"
"I smell like sweat!" Rito protested, his face burning. "It's gross! Let go!"
"It's not gross!" Mami cried out. She attacked from the front.
She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her face directly into his bare abs. Her nose brushed against his navel.
"It's salty..." Mami whispered, her breath hot on his stomach.
Rito stood frozen, pinned between two elementary schoolers. He held his hands up in the surrender pose, terrified of touching them inappropriately, but his body was betraying him completely.
With Mami pressing against his front, his dick had nowhere to go. It was fully erect now, trapped between his stomach and Mami's chest.
"Ugh..." Rito groaned, his knees shaking. "Mami-chan... please... that's..."
"It's so hard," Mami noted, her voice trembling. She rubbed her cheek against his stomach. "Onii-san... you really are excited, aren't you?"
Rito looked down at her. He wanted to deny it. He wanted to say "No, this is just biology!"
But he, he didn't want to make excuses like the canon.
"I..." Rito swallowed hard, his eyes swimming with embarrassment. "I can't help it! You girls... you're hugging me... and I remember... what happened before..."
He covered his face with one hand, peeking through his fingers.
"I'm a pervert, okay?! I'm happy you're hugging me! But it's embarrassing!"
Sachie pulled her face away from his back. She grinned. "See? He likes it! He's totally turned on!"
She reached around his side. Her small hand fumbled for the waistband of his sweatpants.
"Durability check!" Sachie announced.
"W-Wait!" Rito yelped. He tried to grab her hand, but he was afraid of hurting her.
Her fingers slipped under the elastic. She found the base of his shaft. She squeezed.
"Hngh!" Rito's head fell back, his legs turning to jelly. "Sachie... don't... squeeze..."
"It's so hot," Sachie whispered, awestruck. "It's throbbing."
Mami looked up at him, her eyes wide and glassy. "Onii-san... can we see it again? Just for a second?"
"No!" Rito cried, blushing so hard his ears hurt. "Mikan will kill me! And... and if I show you... I might not be able to stop!"
"We don't want you to stop," Mami said softly.
She reached down, her hand brushing over the bulge in his pants.
Rito was hyperventilating. He was outnumbered. He was weak to their cuteness, and, he was moments away from giving in.
…
The living room was a chaotic tangle. Rito was trying to gently pry Sachie's hand out of his pants while trying to keep Mami from rubbing her face on his crotch.
"Girls, please!" Rito pleaded, sweat dripping down his nose. "I need to... I need to calm down!"
"No calming down!" Sachie argued, wiggling her fingers against his skin. "We need a Seal! We need to be wives too!"
"Wives?!" Rito choked. "You're kids!"
"Mikan is a kid too and she has one!" Mami countered, hugging his leg.
Rito lost his balance. He tripped over Mami's foot.
"Woah!"
Gravity took over.
Rito fell backward onto the rug. Sachie and Mami went down with him.
Thump.
It was a disaster pile. Rito was on his back. Sachie was straddling his chest. Mami had landed squarely on his crotch, her skirt hiking up.
"Owww..." Rito groaned, opening his eyes.
He looked up. He saw Sachie's face inches from his own. He looked down. He saw Mami sitting on his erection.
Click.
The sound of the front door unlocking cut through the room like a gunshot.
"I'm home~"
Mikan's voice floated down the hall. Calm and Cheerful.
Rito's blood turned to ice.
"M-Mikan!" he whispered frantically. "Get off! Get off!"
"We're stuck!" Sachie hissed, panic in her eyes.
Footsteps approached. The living room door slid open.
Yuuki Mikan stood there, her school bag slung over one shoulder. She looked fresh, cool, and completely composed.
She took in the scene instantly.
She saw her brother shirtless on the floor, sweat drying on his skin, looking guilty and aroused. She saw Sachie straddling his chest and Mami cuddling his crotch.
The air in the room dropped ten degrees.
Rito braced himself. He closed his eyes. 'Here it comes. I am again in a mess with her friends; she's definitely going to yell.'
"I'm sorry!" Rito blurted out. "They just... they fell... and I..."
But Mikan didn't yell.
She stared at them. She looked at Sachie's desperate grip on Rito's shoulders. and at Mami's hand on Rito's penis.
Then, she sighed.
It wasn't a sigh of anger. It was the sigh of a veteran teacher dealing with unruly toddlers.
Mikan walked into the room, stepping casually over Mami's backpack. She dropped her own bag on the sofa.
She looked down at them, a smug, superior smile curling her lips. She placed a hand on her stomach, right over the Seal.
"I leave you alone for one hour," Mikan said, shaking her head, her voice dripping with condescension.
"And you're already begging for him? You two really are hopeless."
Sachie and Mami blinked, terrified. "M-Mikan-chan?"
Mikan crouched down. She didn't pull them off. Instead, she reached out and poked Rito's exposed erection, right through Mami's fingers.
Rito jumped. "Mikan!"
"He's excited," Mikan observed coolly, looking Rito in the eye. Rito looked away, blushing furiously.
"Get off him," Mikan commanded, her voice firm. "He's not a toy you can just grab whenever you want."
Sachie and Mami scrambled off Rito, sitting in seiza on the floor, heads bowed.
Mikan stood up. She looked down at Rito, who was still lying there, flushed, exposed, and breathing hard. She smiled at him, a possessive, "Exclusive Sister" smile.
"If you want to play with my onii-chan..." Mikan said, turning back to her friends.
"You have to ask for permission first."
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