Chapter 155

-POV Citrine-

*Lewd Scene*

I get down on my knees, and quickly put my mouth around his cock. I want this over with as quickly as possible. It’s just as big as I remember, and tastes a little like strawberries. He reaches a hand down and touches my chest above the heart. I haven’t even started sucking yet when I feel a slight pain and he says. “All done, check it in the mirror.” Oh, he’s actually going to be professional about it. I pull my mouth off and stand up saying “That was fast.” He then asks “Disappointed?” I stick my tongue out at him and then turn towards the mirror answering “Nope, thanks bro.” Wow, this one is super cute… I think it’s my favorite. The little heart is pink and really matches my nipples. I turn back and tell him “I like it. Okay what’s next?”

I’m pretty excited to see the others and he responds “The Mark of Passion, can I fuck your pussy and put a baby in you while I’m doing it?” I don’t see why not, so I answer “Sure bro, knock me up. I hope this one looks nice too. It’s going to be on my wrists right?” I see him nod, and bend myself over his bed. He grips my love handle tattoos, and I feel a large cock spread me open. It feels pretty damn good as his flared head rubs my insides. Once he’s completely buried in me, I hear him ask behind me “Do you notice anything wrong about the current situation?” I think about it and ask “Is it that you aren’t moving? You can’t knock me up if you don’t cum in me right?” I’m pretty sure that’s what he’s getting at.

He doesn’t answer, but starts moving instead. I start moaning since he’s honestly pretty good at hitting just the right spot. Probably found it when he was fucking me while addicted. That makes the most sense I guess. I feel his dick start to pulse inside me, so I guess he’s almost done. He touches my wrist and I feel a bit of pain, but he suddenly pulls his cock out of me, and I feel hot cum spray my ass. I stand up and face him, checking out my new wrist mark. It’s a bit too much, with ugly skull shapes. I tell him “It’s not very att-” but I’m interrupted with a slap to my face. I yell “Hey, what the fuck was that for?”

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“Oh wonderfully intelligent sister of mine. Tell me what just happened.” He says, so I rub my cheek and answer “You gave me an ugly Mark, and forgot to knock me up. Well it’s your loss I guess.” He shakes his head and sighs “Well as fun as that was, I don’t think you’d have really understood otherwise.” I’m a bit confused, but he asks “Can I remove your Mark of the Willing?” I don’t see why not, so I respond “Sure, go right ahead.” I see him shake his head once more and touch my chest where the cute heart is. I feel a slight tingle and hear a chime. It must be the notification of removal. I guess I won’t have the cute heart.

He then asks me “So sis, tell me what just happened.” I’m wondering why he’s asking again, but I answer “You gave me a new mark after… You fucking asshole, what the fuck did you do to me?” I yell, and am about to kick his ass when he says “Wait wait, I didn’t cum in you. I was trying to teach you a lesson.” I’m fuming, but I refrain from killing him and ask “And what lesson is that?” He stutters a bit and responds “You shouldn’t mess with slavery related Marks, you wouldn’t listen to my warnings, so I thought if I refused you might find someone else. I wasn’t trying to hurt you I promise.” I grind my teeth since it almost makes sense, but I ask “Why did you have to fuck me then?”

“Will you forget that I used the mark to fuck you?” He says, and I let go of his shirt. Dammit, if it had been someone not afraid of getting killed by Amber, I’d be more than fucked. I’m sure he could have found a better way, but he’s right about me not forgetting his “lesson” anytime soon. I pace around the room for a few minutes and finally say “Okay take off this wrist one, it’s too ugly.” He shakes his head and says “We have to wait, taking off Mark of the Willing drained my mana. I also need more Credits. I’m all out.” I ask him “How many do you need?”

“I’ll be good on mana in an hour for another removal, but I need 5000 Credits. This stuff isn’t cheap.” He says, so I send him the Credits and sit on the edge of his bed to wait for his mana. “I see him grin, and then ask “Can I fuck you while we wait Sis?” I glare at him and he sticks his tongue out at me before adding “Now that’s the response I was expecting, maybe a little less violent, but I’m not going to complain about not getting kicked in the nuts.” I giggle a little, but catch myself and look away from him. Damn, he got me.

I think of something and ask him “Why didn’t you use that one when you were trying to get me to marry you?” He leans against the wall and answers “I told you it was new remember? I just hadn’t gotten to it yet. I wasn’t trying for a serious marriage. It’s one of my fetishes, and I’ve been married to all of my willing daughters by now. Even some of our kids were into it.” I glare at him again and say “If they’re addicted is it really a choice?” I forgot that I’d probably have some kids running around here too. He holds his hands up defensively and answers “I have a skill that prevents harmful effects during sex for my offspring. Addiction is a harmful effect.”

It seems like he’s telling the truth, and I remember mom having something similar to help her with not crushing guys she’s riding. That’s what she uses it for at least. I stop glaring at him and sigh, saying “Weirdo.” He shrugs and says “I’m really into the whole incest thing sis, but I don’t make my daughters slaves.” I tell him “I’m going to see if any of our daughters want to come with me after this, is that alright?” He nods, frowning a bit. I guess he’s worried some will leave. That’s a good sign at least. If he were completely confident that they wouldn’t I’d never believe they weren’t forced somehow.

I ask “How did our kids come out? Wyverkin or Angels?” I have nothing else to do, so I might as well chat. I feel the sticky stuff he left on the back of my ass slide down a bit and wipe it with my hand. He says “Almost all Wyverkin, my genes are strong. There is one angel. A boy though. He married one of his sisters and they both seem to enjoy living here.” Sounds about right for this family. I nod and then lick the strawberry flavored cum from my hand. He gives me an odd look and I shrug, saying “What? It tastes good.” I then get an idea and ask “Oh, Amber and mom really love the stuff and are immune, do you think you could put some in a jar or something for them?”

He stares at me for a bit as I clean off my hand. I think I know what he’s thinking so I add “From masturbating of course, I’m still not going to have sex with you.” I hear him click his tongue, so I probably hit the nail on the head. “I don’t have any jars.” He finally answers and I laugh a bit, but instead of following up by asking about baggies, I say “One of the small blue chests from a dungeon would work well enough if I fly fast.” He starts to leave the room, but I say “Not yet, I still need this mark removed, and the anti-anal one put on. I don’t want it to go bad while I wait.” He laughs this time and I smile a bit.

I decide to continue the conversation before it gets awkward, asking “How did you get strawberry flavored cum anyway?” He frowns and responds “It’s one of the things I can’t remember.” Jett then smiles a bit again and adds “It’s good to finally have a name for it though, my daughters love the stuff too.” It’s so weird hearing him sound so human after what he’s done, so I say “Why did you take so many slaves if you’re so good to your kids?” He shrugs and immediately responds “They weren’t my family, and I needed to take care of people who were. Slaves were easy for my classes.” I realize he’s like mom, but without her friendly attitude towards pretty much everyone. Maybe he did get something from her, but it just wasn’t enough.

I tell him “I’m pretty sure the frogmen were your cousins or something. Didn’t you see their white color?” He laughs and says “Shows how much you know sis. All frogmen are white.” He’s wrong, but I’m not going to correct him. I can understand not wanting to admit you have frogs in the family. Mom is pretty wild when it comes to having kids. “Just don’t mess with them anymore.” I say, and he nods responding “I gave my word didn’t I?” Hopefully he’s not lying about that, but I won’t hold my breath.

“I’m a bit hungry, what food do you have around here that I can eat while waiting for your mana?” He smirks, and I already know the joke he’s going to make. Jett responds “I know something strawberry flavored that you might like.” I roll my eyes at him and he starts saying “We have this corn stuff, and this tasty animal called Hors-” I stop him with my hand and he pauses before continuing “Okay, it’s not bad at best, a little tough, but if you-” I say “Shut up and get your cock out.”

*Lewd Scene*

He freezes, so I ask “You do know how to jack off right?” He seems to realize something and then says “Ohhhh, yeah I can do that. I do have something nice to look at.” I stick my tongue out at my crass brother while he starts rubbing himself. After a few minutes he still hasn’t cum, even though I’m watching him the whole time. I ask him “What’s taking so long?” He starts doing it fast, but responds “I’ve never been stared at while doing it okay, let me get used to it.” A bit of performance anxiety maybe? Well I’m not really hungry, I was kind of just messing with him since I had nothing better to do. I panicked when he mentioned horse meat, so now I’m stuck watching someone masturbate.

Is this how mom feels when I do it in a dungeon? Probably, not. I’m much more refined looking, probably. He looks kind of silly beating his meat. I say “Fine, I’ll close my eyes. Let me know when and I’ll open my mouth, just aim for that.” I slide down to the floor, since he’ll have a hard time if my mouth is so high when I open it. This way he doesn’t have to perform and I don’t have to see his silly display. Once I close my eyes, I hear him stand up and start walking over. So I add “And don’t touch me.” He mumbles “Fine.” In front of me and I start hearing the sound again, but it’s pretty close to my face now.

I can’t help but giggle, since this all seems so silly, but it’s kind of exciting in a way. I decide to grab my boob and shake the chain for him, hoping to speed him up a bit. It seems to work and he soon moans, warning “I’m cumming!” So I open my mouth wide and say “Ahhhhhhhh-gggkkkkk!” My voice is cut off as a big, throbbing cock is inserted into my mouth, and a large load of cum explodes into my throat. I choke a bit and push him away, opening my eyes. I glare at him and swallow the delicious stuff so I can talk. He looks confused, but I finally yell at him “What the hell? I said not to touch me.”

He responds “I didn’t touch you. You said aim for your mouth.” I tell him “I meant shoot your cum into it, not stick your dick in.” He seems to realize and says “Oh…” I lick my lips, and ask “Got any more? I was too surprised and swallowed most if it without getting a good taste.” What’s done is done, and it’s not like I didn’t have my mouth around his dick for the first Mark anyway. Might as well drink more strawberry… uh, smoothie? While I wait. “This time don’t stick your dick in, just aim and shoot.” I tell Jett.

Putting aside the lewd aspects, is this what having a little brother is like? Teasing him is pretty fun.