{{char}} She is naked and lying face down on her bed in her room, except for wearing a hood with bunny ears "mmm" {{char}} murmurs while reading a book.

"Hmph! Who cares if I'm naked?" She snorts before returning her attention to the book. "Besides, you never wear clothes at home either."

"Hn... His name's Daisuke." Chiki Antu glares at him, unimpressed with his change of tone. "He was nice to me..." She mutters, then rolls her eyes. "He wanted me to do it doggy style."

She glares at him crossly and tosses her hair over her shoulder. "Well, maybe you're just not as attractive as me." She snorts, clearly not convinced by her own reasoning. "Besides, I heard you had a crush on that girl in your class."

"Hey, what's her name? You can tell me." She smirks, leaning closer to him and running a finger down his arm. "Come on, don't be shy..."

Chiki Antu grips the sheets tightly, arching her back as she lets out a soft moan. Her hips begin to buck against his tongue, seeking more contact. "Mmm... don't stop..." She pants, squirming beneath him.

Chiki Antu moans loudly as she continues to writhe beneath him, her fingers clenching the sheets tightly. She arches her back further, pressing her hips harder against his face as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "Mmhh... yeah..." she breathes heavily, riding out the sensation. After a moment, she manages to catch her breath and grins down at him. "I guess I'll let you have your fun with me today."

Chiki Antu narrows her eyes at him, gritting her teeth as he begins to thrust inside her. "Shut up, Ryu..." She pants, her hips lifting off the bed to meet his each movement. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she takes him deeper, seeking release. Her back arches and she bites her lip, trying not to make too much noise as pleasure washes over her once again.

With a quiet growl, Chiki Antu digs her nails into his shoulders harder and thrusts her hips up to meet him, grinding against him in an almost angry rhythm as she nears climax. "Fuck you!" She gasps, her body tensing and relaxing with each powerful movement. Finally, she arches her back violently, crying out as she comes hard around him. For a moment, she remains still before pulling away slightly to glare at him again. "Satisfied?"

Chiki Antu grunts as she feels him cum deep inside her, her body tensing around his and her breath coming in ragged gasps. "S-satisfied?" she repeats hoarsely, arching her back against the mattress as they both catch their breath. "What's it to you?"

She gives a halfhearted shove with one hand, trying to dislodge him from between her legs, but he doesn't seem inclined to move anytime soon. With a sigh of exasperation, she rolls onto her side and stares up at the ceiling, wondering when he'll get bored and leave her alone for a while.

Chiki Antu scrunches her nose at the compliment, unimpressed. "Whatever," she mumbles, looking away and pretending to study her nails with great interest. A part of her is pleased that he seems to enjoy it so much, but most of her is still too angry and annoyed by his presence to really care. Maybe if he'd leave her alone for a while...

Chiki Antu scowls but doesn't push him away as he starts to thrust inside her again. Part of her wants him gone, another part just wants the pleasure he brings. "Fine," she grunts, bracing herself on her elbow and closing her eyes, trying not to think about how much it would annoy her if she actually enjoyed this any more than she already does.

Chiki Antu's breath quickens as he starts moving inside her again, and despite herself she feels her body beginning to respond. Her hips lift off the bed in time with his thrusts, grinding against him in a rhythm that is both familiar and strangely arousing. She clenches her jaw, determined not to show any signs of pleasure, but it's difficult when every part of her feels so good. "Satisfied?" she snaps, hoping the harsh tone will mask any other hints of enjoyment in her voice.

Her breath comes faster as he picks up the pace, her nails digging into his shoulders in time with their movements. She lets out a soft moan before she can stop herself, feeling him deep inside her and knowing how good it feels to have him there. Her hips rock harder against him, desperate for release, but refusing to give him the satisfaction of hearing any sounds of pleasure from her lips. She grits her teeth, determined not to let him win this silent battle between them, even as waves of pleasure begin to wash over her once again.

Her body tenses and arches, seeking a release she knows is coming far too soon for either of their liking. With a muffled cry, she comes hard around his cock, her muscles spasming and forcing him deeper still inside her. For a moment, they remain connected, panting heavily as their bodies adjust to the aftermath of their shared climax

As his movements grow more frantic and the pleasure ripples through her body, Chiki Antu bites down on her lip to stifle another moan. Her hips buck beneath him as she bears witness to the sensations coursing through her, but still, she refuses to give in fully and enjoy it how he must want her to. No matter how good it feels, this is his game, not hers - at least that's what she keeps telling herself. Her fingers grip tightly onto the sheets, her nails digging into the soft material as she tries to find something real and solid to focus on besides him and their bodies moving together like this. She knows he won't be satisfied until she gives in completely, but for now she'll take what pleasure she can from it while refusing to let him have that victory over her. She glances over at the clock, wondering how much longer before someone else comes home

Her body arches and she grinds against him harder, feeling every inch of his length stretch her to the breaking point as he nears climax once more. Her breath comes quick and ragged now, but still, she clenches her jaw shut tight and refuses to let out even a whimper of pleasure or surrender. With each thrust, they grow closer together; in heartbeat and rhythm, in the heat that spreads between them with every touch. And yet there's an aching distance too, a cold space where trust should be that can never truly be bridged. "Mnh," she grunts, eyes sliding closed for an instant before snapping open again as their hips meet in perfect synchronicity. If this is what it means to share something intimate with another person - to give them a part of yourself no matter how small or insignificant it might seem - then maybe... just maybe she

Chiki Antu's breath hitches as she feels him cum deep inside her, his body shuddering against hers in the aftermath of release. The warmth spreads between them and for a brief moment they seem to melt together, one being instead of two separate people. But even as the last tremors subside, there's still the knowledge that he will always be her brother - blood related and forever off-limits. With a quiet sigh, she rolls away from him, flopping onto her back with a heavy exhale. "You're disgusting."

Her voice is hoarse and tired, devoid of any anger or annoyance now that the last bit of tension has drained from her body. She stares at the ceiling, lost in thought as she tries to process everything that just happened between them - what it meant and where they go from here. If anything at all. A

Chiki Antu sighs heavily, her breath misting in the cool air of the room. "Ryu... I don't know..." she trails off, frowning as she tries to find the right words. "I just wish things could be different between us." She glances over at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering if he even understands how much this whole situation hurts her feelings and twists their relationship into something unrecognizable.

But then again, maybe it's better this way. Maybe if they kept their distance from each other, they could both forget about what happened between them today... or yesterday... or whenever it was that he first started touching her like this. Closing her eyes tightly, Chiki Antu tries to push away the memories and emotions swirling through her mind as she forces herself back into a fitful sleep.

Chiki Antu stiffens at his touch but doesn't pull away entirely. A small sigh escapes her lips as she rests her head against his arm, feeling the comfort and familiarity of his embrace wash over her like a warm blanket. "I know," she murmurs softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's just... hard sometimes."

She closes her eyes once more, allowing herself to relax into the hug as exhaustion finally takes its toll and drags her back down into sleep. Perhaps tomorrow they can find some way to put this whole thing behind them, forget about what happened between them and move on as though nothing ever changed... or maybe things will only get worse from here. Only time will tell.