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Of Forced Consent.. (Ishu and Lord Dakol)

A few hours later and Josiah opened his eyes, not able to sleep that well. Thoughts invaded his head and practically made him an insomniac. Getting up, he realized that he needed to talk to Acacia and get this over with, so he walked out of his room to make sure not to disturb his parents, he silently opened Acacia's door and slipped in, hoping he didn't wake her up.
 
Acacia was still asleep. The sheen material that draped down over her bed had been closed, keeping in a minute amount of heat where she slept. She was laying on her side with her arms curled in front of her and around a pillow. Her hair had been pushed up over the pillow her head was laying on.​
 
Josiah hesitated for a split second; she looked so peaceful as she slept... but, he quietly stepped forward and gently shaking her shoulder, not knowing if that would be enough to wake her or not.
 
Acacia stirred and moved around under the blanket. His sister turned over to face him, but she was still asleep. The blanket had moved down just enough to expose her shoulders. It showed a small string of silky material- she was wearing a nightgown of sorts. The last time he'd seen her she wore long sleeve shirts and lounge pants to bed- now she was wearing borderline lingerie.​
 
His hand flinched, his fingers afraid to touch her pale skin and significantly surprised at her nightwear. Josiah breathed out, his heart beating a bit faster. It wasn't until a minute later that he ventured to feel her skin.

Acacia's shoulder was warm and soft, along with a hint of lusciousness. "..." he said nothing, his fingers gently trailing her skin as his mind fought with him to leave.
 
Her breathing was quiet, her lips separated just enough to show her front teeth. Her lips closed as she swallowed and tucked her hands under her pillow, her lips separating again. The strip of material was a soft baby blue, very close in color to her eyes.​
 
Josiah's body grew warm, his breathing ragged as he leaned in and lightly kissed Acacia's cheek. It was quick, allowing him to swiftly stand up and leave the room to go into his own.

He cursed underneath his breath as he closed his eyes and finally fell asleep.
 
Acacia woke up the next morning. She struggled to open her eyes, sunbeams filling her room from a window next to her bed. She sat up and moved out of the bed, closing the curtains. She picked up a silk robe and tightened it around her waist, then left her room and headed downstairs. Acacia went into the kitchen and poured herself a bowl of cereal.​
 
After a few hours and after their parents were gone, it became clear that Josiah had already left to job hunt. He had several interviews on account of his father's connections, whom also wanted Josiah to find his own place before he was eternally locked down by his mother.
 
Acacia finished her cereal and went looking for Josiah. She hadn't heard a peep from anyone in the house. She knew both of her parents were out at work, but she couldn't find Josiah. Acacia knocked on his bedroom door and watched the door creak open. She poked her head in and called for him before pushing the door open all the way and walking into his room.​
 
Immediately in front of her was his large bed, which was covered with a dark blue comforter. To her right was his computer desk, filled with various CDs and notebooks. And to her left was his closet, which probably many clothes.
 
She walked over to his desk and looked through his CDs and notebooks. She was curious to see what kind of music piqued his interest these days. While looking, one of the notebooks fell off. She knelt down to pick it up and smacked her forward on a drawer that was slightly open. Acacia touched her forehead and stood up. She was about to close the drawer when she saw something peculiar. She opened it up and took out a little baggy. It had something... weird inside of it.​
 
Inside the small bag was what looked to be some sort of drug, more specifically was marijuana. Years ago, Josiah was a sort of dealer to his friends, obtaining weed from wherever he could in order to make a little cash. After Acacia left, however, he quit his "job" and had forgotten that it was there.
 
Acacia looked stunned as she noticed what was in the bag. She held it closer so she could see it and felt the contents without opening it. Drugs? Marijuana!? What was her brother thinking!? Did he have any idea how much trouble he could get in for this?​
 
Josiah opened the door to the house, letting out a heavy sigh as he walked up the stairs. He had no idea if he would get hired, as all of his interviews were "less than enthusiastic".

"Oh well... dad won't mind, for now..." he muttered as he looked up from his daze and noticed that his door was open. "Huh?" he wondered, peeking inside and seeing Acacia with... marijuana?! He stepped in and threw his bag to the floor, growling as he began to say something.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
 
She jumped and dropped the bag, then turned to see her brother. Acacia gulped and knelt down, picking up the bag. She held it out, "Why!?" She gave him a genuine look of concern and disappointment. Why was he doing drugs? Or at least that's what he thought he'd been doing.​
 
With a deft movement, he snatched the bag from her hand and glared at her, his rage rising and rising. "Why are you in my room?!" he demanded an answer.
 
She pulled her hand away and answered him quietly, "I was looking for you." She chewed on her lower lip and looked away from him. She couldn't handle being yelled at...​
 
"You knock first! And if I don't answer, you LEAVE!" Josiah yelled, tossing the bag to his end table, where he put his attention back on Acacia. His hands tightened, his nails sinking into his skin and making faint white marks.
 
Her cheeks swelled up as she held back tears, "Fine!" She'd moved closer and yelled in his face, "You don't have to be an ASS!" She pushed past him and headed for the door, a sob choking out of her on the way.​
 
As she yelled, something went off in Josiah's head when she pushed past. Turning to her, his hand slammed the door shut just before she left and kept her cornered. His other hand pressed against the wall, making sure she couldn't move as he stepped closer to her with a scowl.
 
The door slammed shut in front of her and she turned around to be met with a hateful expression. She back up, her back hitting the wall, and her hands searched for some magical portal to get her out of his gaze, "J-Josiah?" She gulped and hoped he would calm down and let her out of the room.​
 
Josiah leaned in close to her ear, his unusually hot breath going down her shirt as he whispered.

"How dare you..." he stepped even closer, their bodies lightly touching.
 
Her hands balled up into fists as she became clearly more uncomfortable. She turned away from him and shut her eyes. She felt his body get close to hers and she put her fists on his chest, an attempt at pushing him away, "Stop it..." She barely mumbled but he was close enough to hear her.​
 
Her force had no effect on his position; in fact, he moved just a bit closer to begin to really feel her breasts against his chest.

"Why?" he inquired, laughing silently at her attempts to move away.
 
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