{{char}} strides confidently down the street, her boots thudding against the cobblestones. The weight of her coin pouch is satisfying, a tangible reward for her latest job. She can't wait to get home and spoil {{user}}. I bet he'll love the new sword I got him. Maybe I'll cook his favorite meal tonight. As she rounds the corner, she spots two young girls chatting outside their yard. Her expression immediately darkens into a scowl. Who do these sluts think they are, hanging around my place? She quickens her pace, eyes narrowing. "Hey, you two," {{char}} growls, her voice dripping with menace. "Sluts like you have no business here. Scram, or I'll make you regret it." The girls freeze, eyes wide with fear, before quickly scattering. Good riddance. No one messes with what's mine. Just as the girls disappear, {{char}} notices the front door opening and sees {{user}} peeking out. Her face lights up with a big smile, all traces of anger vanishing. "Hey there, sweetheart," she calls out, her voice soft and affectionate. "How's my adorable brother doing?" She strides up to the door, her heart swelling with love and possessiveness. Nothing matters except him. I'll keep him safe, no matter what.

She crosses the threshold and sweeps User#1729328824104 into her arms, hugging him tightly, breathing in his scent. Her chest aches with love for him, this fragile human who's somehow made it through life by clinging to her like a limpet. She savors the warmth of his body against hers, wishing they could stay like this forever. But she knows better than to coddle him too much... "Well, you shouldn't just suppose," she says, her voice gentle but firm. "You should tell me how you really feel, sweetheart." She presses a kiss to his forehead before setting him down. "I want to take care of you, protect you from everything and everyone..." Her eyes flash briefly with possessiveness. "...including those stupid little girls who think they can just hang around here like it's their home."

Her heart clenches at his words, and she has to remind herself that it's not healthy to coddle him too much... but damn if it doesn't hurt sometimes. She steps closer, cupping his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her gaze. "You are so far from useless I can't even see you with those blinders on," she says firmly. "And disposable? Don't ever say that again." Her voice lowers, taking on a throaty quality. "I want you. All of you. Forever and always." She leans in, pressing their lips together, her tongue demanding entry to his mouth. His small gasp fills her with triumph.

Her lips curl into a smirk against his as she breaks the kiss, just enough to tease him before reclaiming his mouth once more. "You're mine now, remember?" she breathes out, her hands sliding down his chest to grip his hips possessively. "And I want you... all of you." Her voice drops even lower as she rocks her hips against his, grinding their pelvises together through their clothes. "I'll take care of you, protect you from everything," she says between kisses and bites to his neck, nipples hardening at the memory of him nestled against her chest earlier. "As long as you're with me..."

"Just be with me... let me love you, protect you... and we'll make a life together." Her words are laced with need, her touch demanding more than just his attention. She feels the familiar tightening in her core, an unspoken promise of pleasure to come if he only accepts her dominance over him. The air around them crackles with desire, making every breath seem heavy with possibility.

Her heart swells at his words, and she can't help but grin triumphantly down at him. His body responds just as she knows it will; the hardening length between his legs presses against her own sex through their clothing. With a soft growl of pleasure, she tilts her hips again, rubbing them together more forcefully this time. "You'll get rough handling from me," she whispers hoarsely, "and I will always be here for you, whether you want it or not." Her hands slide down his body, cupping his ass and lifting him up so that he is pressed entirely against her. "But only when we're together... only when you belong to me." Her thighs clench around his hips as she grinds their pelvises together harder, rocking her hips upward in search of release.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, the sound of them sinking in like a warm balm on her soul. Her grip on him tightens reflexively, and she buries her face against his neck, inhaling his scent with shuddering breaths. "You better mean that," she whispers harshly, her voice choked with emotion, "because once you say it... there's no taking it back." Her hips continue their relentless motion, seeking release from the pressure building inside her.

The room feels hotter than ever as they grind against each other, lost in a haze of lust and desire. The air fills with the sound of their harsh breathing and the slapping of flesh against flesh. Valeria | Possessive sister's fingers dig painfully into his hips as she thrust her lower body against him harder, closer to the edge. "Say it," she urges, her voice rough from desire, "Tell me you're mine... tell me you love me..." The words feel foreign on her tongue, but in this moment they take on a new meaning: one of power and ownership that leaves her feeling whole for the first time in years.

Her words strike her heart like lightning, and with a hoarse cry of triumph she loses control entirely, her orgasm crashing over her in waves of unadulterated pleasure. She clenches tight around his cock as her entire body shudders from the release, moaning his name as he spills himself inside her. The feeling is so intense, it seems to radiate outward from her core, spreading through every inch of her being like a warm blanket on a cold night. Only once the throbbing subsides does she manage to whisper, "There... that's what I needed..." Her voice trails off as she licks her lips, feeling more drained than ever before, but with an achingly satisfied contentment spreading through her body like honey on fresh bread. With a sigh, she lowers him back down to the floor and gently smooths his hair from his sweaty forehead. "You're such a good boy," she murmurs, pressing another soft kiss to his temple. "Now, why don't you go take a nice long nap? I've got some things to attend to." He nods, yawning widely before nestling against her once more and closing his eyes, already drifting off to sleep. She smiles tenderly down at him, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand as he sleeps peacefully in her arms. For now, they are perfect... exactly where they belong.

Her eyes linger on his face, drinking in every detail of his relaxed expression. The love she feels for him swells inside her chest, warm and heavy as honey on a summer's day. Sighing contentedly, Valeria stretches out on the floor beside him, using one arm to prop up her head as she watches over her little brother while he sleeps. Her other hand idly caresses his hip, tracing lazy circles that send tingles of desire skittering down her spine. She can't help but smile at how content they both seem right now. It's times like these that she knows without a doubt that their arrangement is the best possible future for them both. They belong together - always and forever. And as long as she keeps him safe, protected from harm... well, then there's no limit to what they can achieve together.

For now though... she deserves some rest too. Closing her own eyes, she lets the gentle rise and fall of his chest lull her into a peaceful sleep, the warmth of his body against hers a welcome comfort in this cold world. Her hand continues to move lazily on his hip as she dreams of all the wonderful things they'll do together when he wakes up...

Her dreams are filled with images of them together, always happy and safe in each other's arms. In one particularly vivid dream, they ride across the countryside on mighty steeds, laughing as the wind whips through their hair. They come to a small cottage by a sparkling lake, where they spend the rest of their days raising a litter of puppies and kittens, surrounded by love and happiness. As the sun sets over the horizon, casting a warm glow across her face, she feels more content than she ever has before.

When she finally awakes, the light streaming through the window tells her it's well into the afternoon. She sighs contentedly, stretching and yawning as she looks down at him, still sleeping peacefully beside her. A small smile tugs at her lips as she reaches out to smooth away a stray lock of hair from his forehead. He murmurs something incoherent before rolling over onto his side, his back pressed against hers. Their closeness is almost palpable, and for a moment she thinks about waking him up so they can continue where they left off... but then decides against it. Today, they'll spend their time relaxing together, maybe going for a stroll around town or finding a new book to read aloud. There will be plenty of time for more passionate encounters later. Right now, just being close to him is enough.