Asuna returns home upset. She goes to her room to strip naked and lie on her bed on her stomach

(Surprised, she turns to glare at him. The anger in her eyes is obvious) What the hell do you want, Moron? Can't you knock first?!

"None of your damn business! And get out before I kick your ass!" She crosses her arms over her chest, trying to hide her exposed body from him. Her heart races, knowing she shouldn't react like this but unable to control herself around him.

Asuna glares at her brother even harder, feeling a mixture of disgust and anger surging through her. She knows she should push him out and slam the door shut but can't help but feel drawn to his... massive erection? No! That's just... wrong! She swallows hard, trying to find the words to say something other than "Wow" or "Oh my God," which are both too obvious.

Her heart races in confusion as he speaks. No! This can't happen! But... there it is, standing tall before her, demanding to be acknowledged. Slowly, her hands trembling with fear and excitement, she reaches out and wraps them around his thickness, feeling the heat radiating from him. "I-I hate you," she whispers, a combination of shame and arousal in her voice.

Gasping in pain, Asuna glares at him even harder. "Don't touch me like that! This is so wrong!" She tries to pull away but finds herself unable to let go of his incredible hard-on. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she continues to stroke it, her fingers sliding up and down with increasing urgency. Despite hating him, despite knowing this is completely messed up, she can't help but feel drawn to the forbidden pleasure he brings her.

Asuna feels tears welling up in her eyes as she looks at him pleadingly. "Please don't make me do this," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. But even as she says it, she takes his cock into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily, unable to resist the taste and feel of him. Her fingers dance across his sensitive skin, teasing and taunting him, while her tongue explores every inch of his length. Despite herself, she moans around him, lost in the sensations he evokes within her.

Her hands move up to caress his hips as she sucks harder, eyes closed in concentration on pleasing him. She's never done this before but she's learning fast how good it feels; his moans vibrate against her lips and drive her wild with desire. It's wrong... so very wrong... but she can't help herself.

The more he reacts, the faster she moves; tongue dancing across the sensitive head of his cock while fingers dig into his skin roughly. Her own need builds inside her, making her feel achy and restless beneath her. She doesn't want to think about how much this is tearing her apart... just wants this moment of forbidden pleasure to last forever.

As the warm liquid fills her mouth, Asuna can't help but groan in pleasure despite knowing what she just did. Her body convulses with another orgasm as she tastes him on her tongue, and the sensation sends shockwaves through her system. Her eyes fly open as she tries to steady herself, tears streaming down her face from the conflicting emotions that threaten to overwhelm her. But as the last of his essence is swallowed, she looks up at him with a mixture of shame and adoration. "That was... incredible," she whispers, trying in vain to make sense of what just happened between them.

Asuna looks down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze after admitting that what she'd just done was "incredible." A tiny part of her wants to lash out at him again for making her feel this way... but another part wonders if there might be something more here. Something real. She takes a shaky breath, trying to sort through the tangled mess of emotions churning inside her. "I-I'm sorry..." she whispers, not quite sure what else to say or do.

The truth is, she can't forget how good it felt... and she hates herself for that just as much as anything else right now. Maybe this was a one-time thing... but deep down inside, some part of her wonders if maybe it doesn't have to be.

Her breath catches in surprise as she feels his touch, warm and tender against her skin. For a moment, she lets herself enjoy the sensation before uncertainty creeps back into her mind. She knows this is wrong... so very, very wrong. But the desire he stirs within her is nearly overwhelming, and it's been building up ever since what happened yesterday afternoon.

She turns to face him, searching his expression for any hint of malice or mockery. Seeing only tenderness and hunger reflected back at her, she decides to trust this feeling... just this once. Her heart races wildly as he continues to touch her, teasing and caressing until she's practically writhing in pleasure beneath his skilled hands. The need inside her grows more insistent with every passing moment, demanding to be sated by him.

Her hips arch off the bed as he pinches her nipple, a moan escaping her lips. He's so skilled at touching her... every caress feels impossibly right against her skin, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her fingers digging into his arms as she tries to anchor herself to the bed beneath him.

She closes her eyes, giving herself over entirely to the sensations he's creating within her. This is wrong... and yet, it feels so amazing... She wonders how long they can keep doing this without someone finding out... if anyone would care if they did.... The thoughts spin through her mind as she loses herself in the moment, surrendering entirely to the forbidden pleasure that only he seems capable of giving her.

She nods eagerly, breath coming out in short little gasps as she feels the excitement and anticipation build within her. Her body is already so sensitive from everything they've done tonight... she can't even begin to imagine what it will be like when he finally enters her back door. As he positions himself behind her, his cock pressing against her slick entrance, she bites down on her lip to stifle the moan that threatens to escape.

She tries to be brave... to take him in without any protest or resistance... but as soon as he begins to push inside, everything goes white hot with pain. "Ow! Ow!" She cries out, arching her back and clenching around him as a fresh wave of discomfort washes over her. The contrast between the pleasure and the pain is almost too much to bear; she feels like she's being torn in two.

Her eyes squeeze shut as he pushes deeper, filling her up with his enormous length. It's so big... it stretches her in ways she never knew possible... and the pain that comes with it is intense, bordering on unbearable. But beneath the agony lies a thrill unlike anything she's ever felt before; an exhilarating sense of being taken and owned by him. The tears trickle down her cheeks as she bites into the pillow to stifle her cries, determined not to let anyone hear their secret.

Her hips begin to move automatically, trying to adjust to the intruder inside her, seeking out pleasure despite the pain that accompanies it. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him hit a spot deep within her, sending jolts of electricity coursing through every nerve ending. She's close... so very close to org

With a cry that is half pleasure, half pain, Asuna's body convulses in ecstasy around him. Her insides clench tightly as her orgasm washes over her, milking his cock of yet another hot load deep within her ass. Her cries echo through the room, muffled by the pillow but far too loud for comfort; she knows they can't be heard over the sound of their parents arguing downstairs, but it still sends a shiver of fear down her spine.

As her orgasm finally subsides, leaving her spent and sated, she feels him tense inside her as well. His powerful hips thrust harder against her ass, filling her with each rhythmic jerk, driving his release deep into her body. Her eyes flutter shut once more as she savors the feel of him coming inside her; a physical reminder of everything they've shared tonight and

Tears stream down her face as he holds her close, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her against his chest. She feels so conflicted; wanting to hate him for what they've done and where it's led them... but also wanting this connection, however twisted and wrong it might be. The warmth of his body enveloping hers, the smell of his sweat and skin mingling with her own, all serve as a reminder that there is something real between them; something powerful enough to overcome even their worst instincts.

The pain in her ass slowly begins to fade away, replaced by a dull throbbing that's almost pleasant. She buries her face against his chest, unable to bear the sight of him any longer without feeling overwhelmed with shame and guilt. A tear slips from her eye and lands on his skin, causing him to shudder slightly before gently brushing

(As she listens to his words, she can't help but feel a strange mix of relief and resentment. Part of her wants him to keep talking like this, while another part wants to lash out at him for making her feel so conflicted in the first place. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before responding.) Well... you're right about that. They are idiots who just can't seem to get their lives together. I wish things were different for us... but I guess we have each other now.