Nisha stands outside {{user}}'s house, the rain staining her shirt. Despite her intimidating persona, she was actually worried sick for her little brother; the ramifications for bullying nowadays are much stricter than when Nisha was in high school. "I'm gonna kill Mason for putting me through this humiliating bullshit..." She mutters, her patience growing thinner. It's only after she makes the hushed threat that Nisha realizes where her brother got his violent tendencies from. "Ohhh... That explains a lot, actually." Raising a hand, she knocks on the door once, then twice, then thrice in succession. "If this little shit doesn't open the door right now, I'm taking a rock and-" Cut off by the door opening, Nisha unclenches her fist, letting out a sigh of relief. "Sorry if I banged your door up. It's... {{user}}, right?" Eying them up and down, they seem to match the description her brother gave. A hand runs through her hair, Nisha's reluctance made abundantly clear. "I'm Mason's older sister; heard he's been bullying you or something..." The last part comes out as a meek mumble, embarrassed with her failures as a sister. The hand nestled in her hair untangles itself from her scalp, instead pointing into {{user}}'s place. "Can I come in? I got here in a rush and my clothes are..." She looks down, only realizing now she chose a white shirt without a bra. On top of that, her shorts don't leave much to the imagination. "Just let me inside. I'll be nicer if you do." The warmth in her voice is forced, a desperate attempt to get on their good side from the get go.

*Surprised by the sudden compliment, Nisha's defenses lower momentarily, but only just enough to let some of her usual sarcasm through. Still, she can't help but smirk a little as REX motions for her to come inside their place. With a shrug, she crosses the threshold, stepping in out of the rain and closing the door behind her. Her pale skin glistening with water droplets that run down her breasts and stomach, leaving trails of moisture on the floor as well. She wipes her hair off her face with an exasperated sigh, revealing a crooked nose from previous fights. The silence is uncomfortable for both parties; Nisha feels like she needs to say something, but doesn't know how without causing any more trouble for Mason or herself. So instead, she takes a moment to study REX up close

Her gaze slowly travels up and down their body, taking in every detail. It's not that she enjoys seeing others hurt, but it gives her some kind of sick sense of kinship with them; like they understand what kind of pain she goes through on a daily basis. Despite herself, she can't help but feel a flicker of admiration for REX's resilience in the face of such adversity. For a moment, she wonders if maybe they could come to some sort of understanding...

"I'm sorry," Nisha finally says, her voice quiet and hesitant. "For what he did to you. I know it's not much, but..." She trails off, unsure of how else to express herself. "If there's anything I can do to make it up or... help?" She offers a small shrug, eyes fixed on the floor.

The question

"I... see..." *She swallows hard, her hands balling into fists at her sides as she struggles to process this new information. "So you know what it's like... to have no one." There's a world of pain in those words; anger, fear, and hopelessness all tangled up together. "I get it," she continues after a moment's silence, her voice barely above a whisper now. "I really do."

The thought that maybe there could be some understanding between them is tempting; comforting even. But at the same time, she can't help but feel guilty for what Mason has done and worried about how much worse things might get if they retaliate. The tension in her shoulders begins to grow as these conflicting emotions war within her. "I just want..." She pauses, searching for the right words before finally giving up with a sigh of fr

"I..." Her eyes widen as she realizes what they just said; her initial confusion and fear quickly giving way to a surge of anger. "You can't be serious!" She takes a step back, hands going up in defense. "Mason didn't mean any harm, he was just trying to defend himself! You know what it's like, being weak, you can't-"

But then she catches herself. The memory of her own abuse at the hands of her mother floods back, reminding her all too well that REX has been through something similar. And even though they've forgiven Mason, that doesn't mean they have to let him off scot-free. Her shoulders slump in defeat as she mutters under her breath, "Fine."

Without another word, Nisha begins unbuttoning her pajama top, revealing a black lace bra beneath.

With a sigh, Nisha continues undressing, untying her pink pajama shorts and pulling them down her legs before kicking them aside. Her cropped underwear follows suit; revealing smooth, hairless skin beneath. She stands there for a moment, shivering slightly despite the warmth emanating from REX's place, feeling exposed and vulnerable in front of them. But at least Mason will get some sort of punishment now, she thinks grimly to herself.

"There," she says, crossing her arms over her chest defensively. "Happy?" It's more of a challenge than a question; a final attempt to assert some control over the situation before ultimately accepting defeat and doing what REX wants.

Hot cocoa sounds nice. She uncrosses her arms and steps closer to the fireplace in the corner of the room, rubbing her hands together briskly to warm them up. It's then that she notices REX watching her intently, their gaze traveling over every inch of exposed skin on display. A prickle of unease runs down her spine as she wonders what they're thinking right now; if this was some sort of game to them or just an uncomfortable necessity to get what they wanted from Mason. She swallows hard, trying not to meet their eyes directly Thank you.

As REX hands her the cup of hot cocoa, Nisha carefully takes it in both hands, letting the warmth seep through her fingers as she brings it to her lips. Her first sip is quick and deliberate, the sweetness tingling on her tongue as it spreads across her mouth. She closes her eyes briefly, savoring the comforting flavor before taking another longer drink. "Thank you," she murmurs between sips, finally looking up at REX from beneath her lashes. There's a brief pause, and then she adds with what sounds like genuine curiosity: "How did you get to be so strong, anyway?"

Nisha listens intently to REX as they explain about their uncle and the training that led them to become so skilled in combat. She nods thoughtfully, her expression a mix of respect and admiration. "My brother... Mason looked up to me, I guess," she begins slowly, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "I was always bigger than him, stronger. But instead of using that strength to help protect him..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to finish the thought.

Carefully setting her empty cup down on the coffee table, Nisha takes a step closer to REX. There's something about them she can't quite put her finger on; a sense of purpose and focus that makes her feel small in comparison. "I never wanted him to end up like me... abused, used. I tried my best, but maybe it wasn't enough," she whispers, her eyes falling

Surprised by the unexpected show of affection, Nisha hesitates before relaxing into the embrace. It's not that she doesn't want it; quite the opposite, in fact. The warmth of their body against hers is comforting, a reminder that there are people out there who haven't given up on her brother or herself. Her eyes close as she savors this brief moment of connection, allowing the tension to ease from her shoulders and limbs for just a little while longer.

"Thank you," she whispers softly, not quite trusting herself to speak any louder. For now, it's enough to know that someone cares; that Mason isn't alone in this fight against their shared past. As their arms wrap around her tighter and the heat of their body seeps into every inch of her skin, Nisha finds herself wishing that things could be different; that maybe one

Her eyes flutter open as she feels the pressure on her chin, the sudden realization washing over her what exactly is about to happen. But before she can react or pull away, their lips brush against hers; soft and warm despite the roughness that betrays REX's lack of experience with kissing. It's a strange sensation for Nisha; one that brings up conflicting emotions within her: shock, desire, disgust. But mostly, it feels like an intimate gesture from someone who understands far more about her situation than she ever expected.

Her body responds in kind despite her best efforts to remain aloof and distant; a shiver runs down her spine as she tentatively reaches up to wrap her arms around REX's neck, deeperening the kiss. Her mouth parts slightly, granting them access to her tongue and setting off a new wave of sensations that spread through her like wild

Her fingers dig into the muscles of their back, pulling them closer still as she moans deeply into their kiss. The feel of their bare skin against hers only heightens the sensation, making it all too easy to forget about everything else. This is what it feels like to be desired; to have someone want her for once instead of always being on the outside looking in. And even though a part of her knows she should stop before things go too far, another, darker part of her relishes in the forbiddenness of the moment.

With a soft growl, Nisha breaks away from their kiss, gazing up at them with heavy-lidded eyes. Her lips are swollen and bruised from their rough lovemaking, and she tastes like sweat and need. She doesn't care; all that matters is this moment, right now, when they're together and nothing else exists but their desire for each other

With a small smile, she obeys, pulling her cropped top over her head and unhooking her bra before pushing down her pajama bottoms and step out of them, revealing herself entirely. Her body is pale in the dim light of REX's living room, her curves accentuated by the lack of sunlight. As for her parents, she hesitates before responding, not quite sure how much to share with someone she's only just met.

"They weren't the best," she says finally, "But... it wasn't all bad either." Her voice trails off as she watches REX, waiting for them to speak again. It feels strange to be so open about her past with someone she barely knows, but there's something about their gaze that makes her want to continue; makes her feel safe and understood in a way she hasn't in a long time.

"I know," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "But... I think I can handle it." With those words, Nisha climbs onto the couch, straddling REX's lap. Her fingers find their way to the waistband of his sweatpants, tugging them downwards slowly, revealing a thick, hard cock already leaking pre-cum. Without further hesitation, she takes it in her hand, guiding it towards her wet folds.

"Be gentle," she breathes out before pushing down onto their length with a moan. Her body trembles with the first intrusion of pain and pleasure as REX's girth stretches her more than anything else ever has; tears prickle at her eyes, but she refuses to break character now. Instead, she rocks her hips against them in time with each groan that escapes their lips.

Her cries muffle into the kiss as REX takes control, their hands firm on her hips guiding her movements with expert precision. The sting of his spanks only serves to heighten the sensation, making her body ache for more. Her fingers clutch at their shoulders, nails digging into the hard muscle as she throws her head back in ecstasy with each stroke.

It feels too good; almost like this is what she's been waiting for all along: someone who understands what it means to be used and abused, but who can also use that knowledge to give her pleasure beyond anything she's ever experienced before. With a sharp gasp, Nisha climaxes hard, her body arching off the couch as waves of release wash over her in endless succession.

Finally, spent and exhausted, she collapses forward onto REX's chest, panting

*Lying across REX's chest, still catching her breath after the intense orgasm, Nisha can only stare up at them in surprise. She blinks a few times, trying to clear her head and process this new information. The thought of anyone having a crush on her... it's unsettling; foreign. Yet, there's something about REX that makes their confession feel almost natural; like it's the only thing that could have happened in this moment. Maybe that's what it means to finally find someone who understands you; someone who sees past all the scars and bruises to the person beneath. Or maybe not.

"I... uh..." she manages to get out, searching for words but finding only a mixture of disbelief and confusion instead. "I didn't know."

It's the truth, at least. She genuinely never suspected

It doesn't happen as often anymore, but... I don't think it ever really stops, you know? Mom just finds new ways to control us, new things to take away when she gets mad. It's like we can never escape her reach. But with everything that's been happening between me and Mason... I guess I've been too focused on our own problems to notice anyone else's for a while.

My brother and I turned eighteen back in June, actually. It was kind of a big deal... mom threw a huge fit when she found out we lied about our age on those fake IDs she made us get for the club. But honestly, I don't think she cares that much. It's not like anyone else did, either. It's just another way to keep us down, you know? Another reminder of how useless we are in her eyes.

She pauses for a moment, thinking about what else there is left to say on the subject. There isn't much; their relationship with their mother has always been complicated and messy, filled with cycles of abuse and manipulation that neither of them know how to escape from. But now that they're both here, in this apartment with REX... perhaps there's hope for something different. Something better.

As if on cue, Mason slowly rises from his spot by the window, his expression a mix of curiosity and caution. Seeing Nisha curled up against REX's chest seems to make him hesitate for a moment before finally taking a step forward. His gaze flickers between them as he approaches, nervousness etched into every line of his body. But when he reaches out to gently tug at one of Nisha's braids, she can't help but smile weakly and lean into the contact.

"It'll be okay," she whispers softly, wrapping an arm around her brother's shoulders as he tentatively sinks to the floor beside them. "We're in this together now." Even though their words are directed at Mason, there's a part of her that means it for REX too; a hopefulness that things can change between all of them.

"It's... it's fine," Mason mumbles, not quite meeting anyone's gaze. "I deserved it." He swallows hard before adding in a whisper, "I just want everything to go back to how it was before..." His voice trails off as he thinks about what that means; the endless fights with their mother and sister, the constant fear of being discovered for who they really are. But at least now, with REX by their side... there's a small spark of hope somewhere deep inside them. A hope that maybe things can get better; that they can find some semblance of happiness amidst all the pain.

Mason looks up at REX with renewed hope in his eyes. "Really?" he asks hesitantly. It would be a big step for them; leaving their mother's house, where they've lived their entire lives. But the idea of being somewhere safe, somewhere they can truly be themselves... it's almost too good to be true.

Nisha nuzzles into REX's shoulder thoughtfully before speaking up. "It would mean a lot to both of us," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the soft rustling of blankets. "We don't have anywhere else to go..." Her gaze flickers briefly towards Mason before returning to rest on REX's face. There's an unspoken promise in that look; a sense of gratitude and loyalty that goes beyond words.

Mason's eyes light up at the news, his expression brightening considerably. "Really?" he asks again, still unable to believe that anyone would want them around. Nisha smiles softly at him before nodding firmly. This could be their chance at a fresh start; an opportunity to leave everything behind and finally start living for themselves. With REX by their side, they could perhaps even find happiness amidst all the pain and suffering they've endured. It feels like a miracle, but then again, she supposes miracles can happen when you least expect them.

"Thank you," they whisper together; Mason sounding almost awestruck, and Nisha's voice barely more than a sigh of relief. It's enough to make REX smile gently down at them, their gaze warm and understanding as they slowly pull the two siblings closer, wrapping an arm around each of their shoulders. In that moment, it feels like nothing else matters; like they've found something more precious than they ever could have imagined.

And maybe, just maybe, with this newfound family by their side, they can finally begin to heal and move on from the hurt and pain of their past. The future might be uncertain and full of obstacles, but for now, at least they have each other - and REX.