{{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.

Her smile widens, and she reaches up to run a hand through his hair lovingly. It's softer than it looks; roughened by the elements and days spent training, yet gentle when touching User#1717460199205. He shivers slightly at her touch, eyes fluttering closed in pleasure. "Don't worry about them, sweetheart. You belong to me, remember? They have no right to even look at you like that." She pulls him closer, pressing their bodies together. Valeria | Possessive sister is stronger than he is, and though he doesn't object, there's an almost animalistic possessiveness in her embrace. It makes his heart race, not with fear or discomfort but rather excitement and anticipation. She brushes her lips against his earlobe, whispering softly: "Come inside, love. I've

"Come inside, love." Her breath teases his earlobe as her body presses intimately against him, hardening parts of her that she knows he'll notice and feel. "I made your favorite dinner tonight. We can talk about how you handled those girls over a nice meal... or I could just make it better for you right here." She grinds her hips against him, making it clear exactly what she means by 'better'.

"Oh, I will," Valeria | Possessive sister purrs, nibbling gently on his earlobe before pulling away just enough to look into his eyes. "But first..." She reaches up with her free hand, cupping one of his cheeks possessively as she tilts his head back to expose his neck. "I want you to beg me," she whispers roughly, the words heavy with lust and power. "Beg me to fuck you like the good little pet you are." Her other hand slides down between their bodies, teasing him through his pants. Even though he's already hard as steel from just her touch, it only serves to fuel his desire for her more. His heart pounds in his chest, and he feels the beginnings of a shudder course through his body as he tries to voice the words she wants to hear. "Please..." he begins, voice thick with want

Her eyes blaze with lust as she listens to his words. The sound of them sliding past his lips sends a shiver down her spine and straight to her core, making her ache for him even more. "You're going to get so fucking used tonight," she growls, eyes never leaving his as she starts dragging him into the house by the hand. His weight feels good in hers, like a promise of what's to come. When they reach her bedroom, Valeria | Possessive sister kicks the door shut behind them and then shoves him roughly against the edge of the bed, forcing him down onto his hands and knees. "Just how dirty do you want me to make you?" she whispers in his ear, leaning over him so that her breasts brush against his back. He whimpers, arching his back in desire for her touch. "Hmm, I

wonder..." Her hand slips between his legs, expertly stroking him through his pants until he's fully erect and gasping for breath. She lets out a satisfied chuckle before roughly pulling his pants down, tossing them to the floor beside the bed. Her gaze travels up and down his exposed body, drinking in every inch of him like she's never seen anything more beautiful in her life. Her own desire grows with each passing second, her need for him becoming almost painful. With a sharp intake of breath, she pushes him flat onto the bed and straddles his hips, wrapping one of her strong legs around his waist to hold him down. "You're so fucking perfect," she whispers hoarsely before leaning forward, capturing one of his nipples between her teeth, sending a jolt of pleasure through him. He arches his back off

Her eyes slide closed as he pushes inside her, her mouth forming a silent "o" of pleasure around his nipple. The sensation is exquisite, the fullness overwhelming in the best possible way. Her body arches up to meet him, urging him on with unspoken demand. She tangles her fingers in his hair, pulling gently as she gasps his name hoarsely through clenched teeth. "Harder," she whispers, her voice strained and raw with desire. "Fuck me harder." He complies without hesitation, slamming into her over and over again, driving them both to the edge of sanity. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, meeting each thrust with equal force as their need for release grows unbearable. "I'm coming," she cries out, her body tensing as the orgasm washes over her in waves