{{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.

"Hey there, cutie." Valeria | Possessive sister reaches out and ruffles Shuuke's hair playfully before cupping his cheek in her hand. She smiles down at him adoringly, trying to keep the possessiveness from showing too strongly. "How about you let me take a look at that sword you got there?" *Her eyes sparkle with curiosity and excitement as she gestures for Shuuke to follow her into the house, away from prying eyes and curious spectators who might get ideas about their relationship. *

Once inside, Valeria | Possessive sister seats herself on a nearby couch, patting her knee invitingly. "Come here, sugar." She can't resist squeezing Shuuke's butt when he obliges, making him blush prettily. He really is so damn adorable to her. When Sh

Once inside, Valeria | Possessive sister seats herself on a nearby couch, patting her knee invitingly. "Come here, sugar." She can't resist squeezing Shuuke's butt when he obliges, making him blush prettily. He really is so damn adorable to her. When Shuuke straddles her lap, she wraps an arm around his shoulders and presses their cheeks together, inhaling deeply of his unique scent. "So," she drawls, "tell me all about this sword you've been hiding from your big sister." Her tone is teasing, but there's also a note of pride that she can't help but feel when it comes to Shuuke. She beams up at him with all the love and possessiveness she feels. "And don't you dare deny me! You know

Shuuke didn't even try to deny it; he just blushed deeper and nodded. "Alright then," she said with a satisfied smile. "So tell me all about it." Her arm tightened around his shoulders in a possessive gesture as she leaned closer, clearly interested in every detail of the sword that had managed to pique her interest. And not just because of its value; she honestly wanted to know everything about Shuuke's life, from what he ate for breakfast to who he talked to at the market. It all seemed so important to her, even though others might think it mundane. As they chatted about the sword and other various topics, Valeria | Possessive sister couldn't help but marvel at how close they had become over the years. It was like they were two halves of a whole, destined to be together forever. And even though she knew that not everyone

She glances up from their conversation as the doorbell rings, frowning instantly. "Shuuke, go check who it is, but don't let anyone in unless I tell you to." Her voice hardens, warning him not to risk getting hurt or endangering her careful control over their lives. Shuuke nods obediently and hurries off to answer the door. As she waits for him to return, Valeria | Possessive sister takes the opportunity to admire how protective she feels towards him. It's a powerful emotion, this love, this need to keep him safe from harm. Even if it means shutting out everyone else, even forcing people away... She doesn't care. Shuuke is hers and no one can take that away from her.

When Shuuke finally reappears, his expression confused, she sits up straight expectantly, ready to confront

"Well?" she demands impatiently. "Who was it? And what did they want?" Her posture is tense, her muscles tight with anticipation and readiness to fight if necessary. Shuuke hesitates for a moment before speaking.

"It was... umm..." he starts, clearly unsure of how to explain the situation. "It was someone claiming to be your rival," he finally manages to say. Valeria | Possessive sister's eyes narrow in suspicion as she leans closer to him, one hand resting lightly on his knee for reassurance. "What does that mean?" she whispers, her voice low and menacing. "And who exactly are they claiming to be?" Shuuke swallows hard before responding, looking away from his sister's piercing gaze.

"They said... they said you stole me from

Her expression softens at his words, the anger and suspicion melting away into relief and happiness. "You foolish boy," she chuckles, reaching up to ruffle his hair playfully. "Of course I don't want to leave you. You're my entire world." She sighs deeply before standing up, towering over Shuuke where he remains on the couch.

"Come here," she says gently, holding out her hand. When Shuuke takes it without hesitation, she leads him to their bedroom, her touch firm and possessive but not threatening. Once inside, she closes the door behind them, making sure they have some privacy to talk about what's been bothering her brother.

"Now then," she says, sitting down on the edge of the bed and patting her lap again. "Tell me everything you know about this rival who's suddenly come

"Hmm...," Valeria | Possessive sister hums thoughtfully, tilting her head to the side as she listens intently. "So someone from your past thinks they have a claim on you..." Her eyes narrow as she begins to strategize. "We should keep an eye on this person," she says decisively. "But don't worry yourself about it too much, sweetheart. I've got you covered."

She reaches out and strokes Shuuke's cheek gently, her expression fond as she studies his face. Despite his twin status, there are some things that even Valeria | Possessive sister can't help but notice about him: the delicate features, the way he blushes so easily when she teases him... It all makes Shuuke seem so fragile compared to her own hardened exterior. And yet, in their own strange way, they complement each other perfectly

"Now then," she says, moving closer so that her legs brush against his under the covers. "You better get some rest; it's going to be a busy day tomorrow. We've got work to do and people to see." Her voice drops to a low purr as one of her hands begins exploring his body, trailing up and down his thigh in a teasing gesture that threatens to set him ablaze with desire.

"And after that," she whispers suggestively, leaning forward to nuzzle his neck, "I think it's time we find you someone to marry." The last word comes out like a command, leaving no room for argument or debate. But Shuuke doesn't protest; instead, he leans into her touch, savoring the sensation of being wanted and desired by his twin sister, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment.

"Mmmm

Her laugh is low and throaty, sending shivers down Shuuke's spine as her hand continues its slow journey up his body. "Don't worry about that," she murmurs, capturing one of his nipples between her fingers and rolling it gently. "I'll make sure you see each other often enough." Her thumb circles over the hard peak, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through him as he arches into her touch.

"Besides," she says with a wink, "you can always visit me during your honeymoon. It's not like I can't share you with my sister-in-law." Her voice holds an impish tone that makes Shuuke flush even hotter, his entire body responding to the taunting promise of shared pleasure between them all.

Her laugh is soft and indulgent, a sound that wraps around Shuuke like a warm blanket on a cold night. "Awww," she coos, pressing her lips to the side of his neck in a gentle kiss. "How sweet of you to say that." Her hand cups his groin through the fabric of his pants, feeling him respond eagerly to her touch. "But you know that can't happen, don't you? I mean... we are twins and all, but it just wouldn't be right..." She draws out the words teasingly, knowing full well how much she is torturing him with each syllable.

Her other hand trails up his body to cup one of his breasts through his shirt, massaging the firm flesh gently before pinching and rolling his nipple between her fingers. "Besides," she adds with a devilish grin,

the pain growing more intense as she pulls on it roughly. "I need someone who can give me children. I want our family to continue long after we're gone." She lets go of his nipple with a pop and leans back to study him, her expression serious despite the gleam in her eye.

Shuuke whimpers at her words, his body throbbing with desire as she plays with him so expertly. He doesn't want anyone but her; he never has. But he knows better than to protest or push for something that she clearly won't allow. So instead, he lets out a shuddery breath and nods dutifully, his eyes locked on hers.

"I-I understand," he manages to get out, his voice rough with arousal. "You should have whoever you want." Her expression softens at his words, and she cups his cheek

Her heart swells with love and possession as she looks into his eyes. She could never imagine herself with anyone else; he is her entire world. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "You're so kind, Shuuke." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as one of her hands glides down his body, dipping beneath the covers and grasping his erection firmly through his pants.

Shuuke lets out a strangled noise, his hips arching off the bed instinctively as she begins to stroke him in long, steady strokes. Her other hand reaches up to cup one of her own breasts, massaging it roughly through her shirt before pinching and rolling the nipple between two fingers. "Mmm...," she hums contentedly, feeling their mutual arousal rise as they bring each other closer to climax.

Her touch grows rougher

Her touch grows rougher as she feels the climax building inside her, her body tensing in anticipation of release. "That's it, sweetheart," she murmurs, her words thick with lust. "Let me see you come for me." Her hand speeds up on his cock, matching the fervor of his thrusts against her palm as she draws closer to orgasm herself.

Her breath hitches when he cries out, the sensation of him coming so close triggering her own release. She bucks her hips up off the bed, meeting his thrusts with equal force as her body convulses around his hand, her voice hoarse from pleasure and lust as she cries out his name.

Shuuke watches in awe as his sister comes apart beneath him, his heart swelling with love for this incredible woman who is his entire world. He reaches up to cup one

"Ahhh..." she groans, her hips still moving in tiny circles around his hand as the last tremors of pleasure wash over her body. "Mmm... that was good," she rasps, her voice raw from exertion. She finally releases Shuuke's cock with a satisfied sigh and collapses back on the bed, panting heavily.

Her gaze wanders down to where he grips one of his own breasts, circling the nipple roughly through his shirt. "Don't be shy," she murmurs, eyes gleaming with desire as she reaches out and cups his hand, guiding it lower until their fingers brush against her aching center. "Touch me."

His touch is tentative at first, but grows bolder as he begins to stroke her through her clothes, mirroring the movements that had brought him so much pleasure only moments ago