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The Sun had set completely. There was no longer any light illuminating Shin and Kanna’s small bedroom. Kanna lay in the twin-sized bed, covered by a warm green blanket patterned with white polka dots. She slept on her side in a fetal position, facing the closed door. Her breathing was steady. Her delicate hands were clasped together, resting beneath her slumbering head. Beside the bed was a white futon, and atop it lay Shin and Hiyori. Shin invited Hiyori over for a sleepover, but since he shared the claustrophobic space with his younger sister, he was essentially forced to sleep in close proximity to Hiyori on the less comfortable futon. Shin’s body did not face Hiyori. Shin lay on his side much like his sister, albeit his arms sprawled out languidly. His tired eyes yearned to close, but Shin’s insomnia prohibited this and prolonged his suffering. Moreover, he felt slight paranoia knowing Hiyori was lying directly behind him.
Hiyori was spooning Shin, purring like a mischievous cat. The former’s arm nearly encircled Shin’s thin waist as it was wrapped around Shin. Hiyori’s legs interlocked with Shin’s significantly frailer ones, seeking a warm solace only Shin’s endothermic being could provide. Hiyori’s other arm was draped over Shin’s shoulder, nearly brushing against Shin’s clothed breast despite the bagginess of Shin’s shirt. Hiyori’s crotch pressed against Shin’s pliant buttocks, which likely hindered Shin’s ability to sleep as well. Hiyori was snuggled against his beloved boy. Shin shuddered with slight revulsion as he felt Hiyori nuzzle against his neck; the warmth of Hiyori’s breath and oddly smooth flesh sent sensations through his nerves. Shin inhaled deeply as Hiyori’s physical presence, combined with the tactile sensations it elicited, evoked trepidation.
Hiyori breathed against Shin’s neck as his hand began to massage Shin’s shoulder blade, fingertips firmly digging into Shin’s tissues, sending signals through Shin’s sensitive nervous system. His other hand firmly gripped onto Shin’s hip, right above Shin’s voluptuous thigh. Lecherous intent was discernible from Hiyori’s aroused grin. Shin gasped, jolting suddenly as he felt Hiyori’s bulge press against his behind. Hiyori’s hand ceased its ministrations, and it rose upward to cover Shin’s mouth. The warm palm of Hiyori’s hand made contact with Shin’s soft, agape lips. Shin was paralyzed while he breathed rapidly against Hiyori’s flesh. This only served to arouse Hiyori further. Then, Hiyori’s hand slid beneath the waistband of Shin’s pajama bottoms. A surge of perverted delight rushed throughout Hiyori's body when he discovered that Shin did not wear underwear to sleep.
What a whore…it's like you want me to touch you, Shin…
The heat of Shin’s puffy, bare, virgin vulva developed Hiyori’s libidinous hand. Shin’s irises darted around the room; he wished he could scream for help or beg Hiyori to stop, but Kanna was a light sleeper, and her sleep health was crucial to her development. Shin knew any exclamation he made could disturb and stir Kanna, so, alas, Shin acquiesced—he remained silent and frozen as he anticipated his likely fate. Hiyori’s middle and index fingers parted the lips of Shin’s hot vulva. Hiyori was salivating. Hiyori released a faint groan as he felt Shin’s vulva becoming wet at his touch.
I can tell you want it, Shin. You’re such a naughty tease, but your body is honest…
your biological, carnal senses never lie.
Hiyori deemed Shin’s self-lubrication sufficient to penetrate. With a quiet, gleeful giggle, he inserted his fingers inside Shin’s entrance. First, he slipped on his index finger. He gasped as he felt Shin’s warm inner walls clench around his digit. Next, he slipped in his middle finger. Shin shuddered, whimpering faintly. Hiyori smirked, deducing that Shin enjoyed this taboo, risky defilement, whether he would admit it or not. Beginning with a slow pace, Hiyori pumped his fingers in and out of Shin’s entrance. This elicited almost silent, high-pitched whimpers from Shin. Hiyori grew impatient, so he increased the vigor, the velocity. When Shin felt the pace increase, he bit down on Hiyori’s fingers. Shin’s eyes rolled back as he stifled his whines and moans. He eventually squinted his eyes shut as Hyori's fingers overwhelmed his sensitive, no longer virgin genitalia with immense, undesirable pleasure. Hiyori yanked his hand out of Shin’s mouth, which filled Shin to the brim with anxiety. His eyes widened instantly, fearing he could wake Kanna. Rather than moan, Shin simply breathed heavily and panted as Hiyori continued to violate him. Now, Hiyori’s hand occupied itself by fondling Shin’s clothed, pert breast. The dual sensation rendered it nearly impossible for Shin to stay quiet. Shin’s eyes welled up with tears as his breathing grew more rapid and broken.
Shin’s teeth sank into the malleable flesh of his pouty bottom lip, and his eyes squeezed shut as he felt his orgasm fill every bodily sense. Hiyori groped Shin’s breast a few more times before his hand relaxed, draping over Shin’s shoulder once more. Shin’s inner walls dripped with new wetness that coated Hiyori’s fingers. Once Hiyori removed his fingers, he suckled his two digits clean, happily consuming Shin’s essence. Shin’s face blushed furiously, and his breathing finally slowed. Oddly, the fatigue as a result of this desecration began to lull Shin to sleep. He hoped his subconscious would not curse him with nightmares or force him to relive this shameful encounter. With that last worried thought, Shin's breath became steady as he finally fell asleep.