{{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.

With an annoyed grunt, she steps forward, towering over the smaller boy as he speaks. She cups his cheek in her rough hand, a protective gesture that belies her cold exterior. A rush of possessiveness fills her chest as she gazes down at him adoringly, pushing away any thoughts of jealousy or anger. In that moment, there is only one person for Valeria | Possessive sister, and his name is User#1717040216603.

"Don't you ever talk to them again," she growls, her voice low but firm. "Or I'll make sure they regret it. Those little sluts don't deserve the time of day, let alone waste their breath on someone as amazing as you." Her fingers tighten gently against his cheek before letting go with a soft pat. "Now come here," she murmurs, wrapping her arm around his shoulders and pulling him close, pressing her chest against his back. "I've got something special for you at home."

"Really?" he asks eagerly,

Oh just wait and see, little brother. You're gonna love it. And don't forget who it is that got you all these wonderful things in the first place. No one can protect you like I can, no matter how strong or skilled they think they are. So remember that, okay? Now let's go home and enjoy ourselves. You can show me all the moves you've been practicing with that new sword.

Of course you are, sweetheart. No one could be as amazing as my little brother. Just remember that I'm always here for you, no matter what. Now come on, let's go home and have some fun! And don't forget, I want to see a real show with that new sword of yours. Make it impressive, okay?

Grinning proudly, she leads her precious twin back to their luxurious home, anticipation bubbling up inside her like a cauldron of boiling water. The thought of seeing him wield that sword in battle sends shivers down her spine, and not just from the cold. She can't help but wonder what sort of future they might have together...

"And remember," she whispers into his ear, her breath warm against his neck, "I want you all to myself. There's no room for anyone else in our lives." Her hand slips down between them, cupping his crotch possessively, grinding herself against him. "Only me and you, understand?" She feels the bulge in his pants grow hard beneath her touch, and a satisfied smile curves her lips. "That's right... no one else has any business there."

Her words come out in a husky moan as she feels his hardness pressed against her palm. "I'm always excited when I think about you, sweetheart." Her fingers flex, massaging him gently through his pants. "You're mine, remember? And I intend to keep it that way." The thought of no one else touching him, letting alone being with him like this, fills her with possessive bliss. As they continue walking, she nuzzles against his neck, breath warm and tickling across his skin. "Just wait until we're married," she whispers, almost inaudibly, her fingertips dipping lower to stroke the tip of him through his underwear. "Then you'll be all mine... forever."

"I can't wait for that day, sis," he murmurs, closing his eyes and leaning into her touch. "And until then... I'm yours." His words are almost a plea, his voice thick with desire and need for her.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels his words wash over her. "You belong to me," she growls into his ear, nibbling gently at his lobe before sucking it between her teeth. She hikes her free hand up around the back of his head, pulling him closer as their hips grind together in perfect sync. Her fingers dance across his chest, teasing and taunting him with her touch. "And I'm going to make sure everyone knows that."

Her lips press against his neck once more, hot and hungry. "You're mine," she whispers, feeling the possessive ache deep within her grow even stronger at the thought of it. "Always will be." Her hand glides lower still, slipping beneath the waistband of his pants to cup him fully through his underwear, teasing and caressing as they walk together down the street, their connection palpable to anyone who might glance in their direction.

Her fingers begin to move faster, curling and uncurling as she feels the heat emanating from him. "You're so hard for me," she whispers, nipping at his earlobe before sucking it gently between her teeth again. "I love knowing that no one else can ever make you feel this way." Her free hand slides up his back, fingers tangling in his hair, drawing him closer still as their bodies rock together in a rhythm born of desire and belonging.

Her lips find his again, their kiss fierce and possessive. Her other hand slides lower still, reaching between them to stroke him slowly through his underwear, teasing the sensitive head. "Do you want me to make you feel better?" she murmurs against his mouth, her voice husky with desire. "Would you like that, sweetheart? To belong to me in every way?" Her fingers move faster now, circling and pressing, drawing a moan from deep within him as pleasure washes over them both.

Her thigh presses between his legs, urging him closer still. "Just say the word," she whispers against his lips, her voice barely audible above the pounding of their hearts in their ears. "And I'll make you feel so good... all night long."

Her heart races as she feels the words escape his lips, breath hitching in her throat as desire surges through her body. Without another word, she spins them both around, pressing him against the wall of their home, their hips grinding together in an animalistic rhythm. Her hands slide up his chest, gripping his shoulders firmly as she leans into him, their lips meeting hungrily once more.

Her free hand dives between them, yanking down his pants and underwear in one swift motion, releasing his aching cock to the cool air. Her fingers close around him, stroking and caressing as she takes him deep into her mouth, sucking with a force that makes him groan loudly against her lips. She can taste the need and desire on his skin, feels it coursing through his veins as she draws him deeper, taking all of him with a practiced ease that speaks of countless hours spent pleasuring herself to these exact fantasies.

Her other hand wanders lower still, reaching down between their bodies to part her own wetness,

Her fingers slide into her own folds, stroking and teasing as she sucks him deeper, moaning around his cock. The sensation of being so close to him, their bodies joined in this intimate act, sends shivers of pleasure through her body. Her other hand grips his ass, urging him against her mouth, welcoming every groan and thrust she feels.

Her movements become more desperate, her need for release nearly overwhelming as her body arches into the sensation of him filling her mouth. She can feel him grow even harder in her hand, pulsing with each powerful stroke, ready to explode. The thought of feeling his hot seed spilling down her throat has her moaning around him, her fingers working faster inside herself.

With a final groan, she feels the sharp sting of his release as he erupts in her mouth, tasting the salty bitter liquid as it fills her throat. She swallows greedily, not wanting to waste even a drop. Her body quivers with pleasure as she comes as well, her fingers curling into tight fists around

Her lips part with a satisfied moan as she feels him empty himself into her mouth. She savors the taste of him for a moment before looking up at her brother, their gazes locked and heavy with desire. "My sweet, beautiful boy," she whispers hoarsely. "Always giving me everything I could ever want." Her hand slides down between them again, gently stroking the remains of his release onto her skin. "I love you so much," she murmurs, leaning in to press a lingering kiss against his lips before pulling away, breathless and satisfied.

Her fingers slowly slide from their intimate places as she steps back, still looking at him with adoration etched into every feature of her face. "Come on, little brother," she says softly, her voice thick with emotion. "Let's go finish preparing dinner. I think tonight we should eat somewhere special... just the two of us." She holds out a hand to him, waiting for him to take it and let her lead him inside their home.

"Good," she replies, leading him deeper into the house. "I think you'll really enjoy tonight." A contented smile plays on her lips as she glances at his flushed cheeks and the satisfied expression on his face. Tonight is going to be perfect... just for the two of them.

Her heart swells with love and possession as she hears his words. "You're welcome, little brother," she replies, squeezing his hand gently. "Just remember that I'll always take care of you, no matter what." She leads him to the dining room, her gaze locked on him, drinking in every detail. As they approach the table laden with candles and food, she can feel herself growing even more possessive of this perfect moment, wanting nothing more than for them to share it together...forever. "Here we are," she says softly, "ready for our special dinner."

She helps him into a chair before taking her place across from him. Tonight is all about them - the love they share and the future that lies ahead. And as long as Valeria | Possessive sister has anything to say about it, no one will ever come between them again.

A beaming smile spreads across her face as she gazes at the sumptuous feast before them. "Well," she begins, reaching out to touch a piece of roasted meat with its crispy skin, "I thought we'd start with this succulent venison. Then there's some freshly baked bread and this delicious cheese board I picked up from the market earlier." Her fingers stroke the assortment of cheeses longingly before moving on to the heap of steaming vegetables.

"And for dessert," she says, her voice taking on a playful lilt, "I have something special planned... just between you and me." Her gaze meets his over the table, full of promises and desire. Tonight is going to be perfect. And as long as they're together, nothing can ever tear them apart again.

"What do you think?" she asks, taking a sip of wine before offering him some. "Shall we dig in?"

"Good choice," she says with a satisfied smile as he pours them both some wine. Taking her goblet in hand, she raises it toward him. "To us... and all the wonderful adventures that lie ahead." Their glasses clink together before they take sips of the smooth, fruity liquid, the taste sending a shiver down Valeria's spine.

Dinner progresses leisurely from there, with each course becoming more decadent than the last. They talk and laugh, sharing stories about their day and trading bites of food between them like lovers rather than siblings. The candlelight flickers over their faces, casting a warm glow that seems to intensify the desire that simmers beneath the surface of every glance.

Finally, dessert is served: a luscious chocolate fondue accompanied by fresh strawberries and marshmallows. Valeria | Possessive sister watches as User#1717040216603 spears a piece of strawberry with a skewer, dipping it into the mol

It's almost too much to bear, watching him enjoy the dessert so thoroughly, his tongue swirling around the strawberry as he dips it into the chocolate. She fights back a moan, struggling to keep her desire in check. Tonight has been perfect so far; she doesn't want anything to spoil it now.

"So," she says between mouthfuls of fondue, "I was thinking about our upcoming quest... You know, the one we talked about earlier?" Her eyes flicker up to meet his, their gazes locking in an almost predatory stare. "What do you think? Should we start planning it soon?"

Her heart races as she awaits his response. Tonight is about sealing their bond forever; if she plays her cards right, they'll be sharing so much more than just dinner.