Skipping the Line || ilaughatmyself x Raven Blu

[ilaughatmyself]

As many bumps that the public bus bounced over on its route to the convention center, there was little hiding just how excited one particular passenger on the bus was. Dressed in blue jeans, a t-shirt with the logo of his favorite video game series proudly emblazoned on it, and a pair of white sneakers, Caleb Turner's right foot bounced on the floor of the bus. In his hands was a plastic card, the logo of this years Tristate Pop Culture Convention emblazoned upon it, and the bold letters of 'VIP' being read again and again by golden irises, imprisoned in the red frames of his eyeglasses as they constantly bounced from the top letter, to the bottom, and back up again. Getting one of these VIP passes was a set of trials and tribulations. First, there was the monetary cost, the funds needed to afford one of these far higher than the usual, single day attendance passes. Secondly, there was the planning that went into acquiring it; you practically had to reserve these VIP passes at the end of the previous year's convention, before they were snatched up by scalpers and people already at the show.

Yet, here one was, in Caleb's hands, purple lanyard dangling from the top of the card, the attendance pass itself encapsulated in a clear plastic protector.

The monotone voice of the bus driver announced the next stop: the convention center. Caleb was quick to reach up behind him and pull a yellow cord to signal that he wished to stop here. Based off of the other arms that did the same, he wasn't the only one that was going to the convention. About another minute of driving passed before the bus slowed to a stop, the creak of its well worn brake sounding out into the bus, while the hiss of its air brake signaled the complete stop. The doors on the right side of the bus opened automatically, and like those other passengers on the humble public transport, Caleb retrieved his bag from between his legs, hung the lanyard from his neck, and stepped off the bus.

Before him was the convention center, a massive building that was as much an architect's art piece as it was a functional place to hold large scale events like TPCC. Large metal beams criss-crossed up glass windows that made up the exterior wall of the structure, and already, the cacophony of the crowd could be heard. The doors for general attendance hadn't been opened yet, but VIPs were able to begin entering the same time that partnered merchants and official cosplayers did. The latter of which was what Caleb was mainly interested in here: one of the many items in his backpack was his phone, camera functionality included, and he planned to take many pictures of cosplayers for reference in his art. His art was what had paid for the cost of this VIP pass, after all; it was only fair, in his mind, to try and turn the weekend vacation into something that improved his main means of income.

Hopefully, this convention would draw more people to his art, on top of the new inspiration. Caleb had applied as an artist to the convention, but only on one of the lower tiers of partners. That meant he would have a small little gallery in a corner of the Art Alley, but it didn't guarantee the early entry that his fancy VIP pass did. Naturally, he only had his safe for work offerings on display, since the convention explicitly forbade NSFW items be for sale. It meant that, on top of the new reference images for his art thanks to the cosplayers, convention goers could potentially find his display, and since his lanyard had the same artist handle that his gallery did, they could approach him for commission work in person, or find him online and go through the usual commission process. The best part was, he didn't need to sit there like he was a special guest; Caleb was still able to take advantage of his VIP pass while he raked in whatever money he could from people buying his art...after the convention took a small cut, of course.

He walked to the far shorter VIP line, and had his pass scanned after mere moments of waiting in the queue. Seconds later, he was inside the air conditioned convention center, and felt his heart race in his chest from excitement. Here he was, the area's biggest convention for all things pop culture. Sure, that meant that some things weren't going to interest him, but plenty would, and he even pulled out a bit of money from savings for the sake of purchasing a few souvenirs and keepsakes from the event. He wondered if his sister was going to be at this convention. Sera was something of a cosplayer herself, and was interested in far more popular media than Caleb was. She did good work, too; more than a few of his art pieces were the results of seeds planted by Sera's cosplays. He was proud of his sister, but there was a part of him that wished she would pick less revealing cosplays sometimes; not because he was a prude, but for the exact opposite reason. Like any guy, Caleb had fantasies that weren't exactly vanilla, and when Sera dressed up in some of the more provocative cosplays, it was a bit harder to separate fantasy from reality...

Shaking his head of those kinds of thoughts, Caleb made his way through the convention hall. With the videos he had seen online, it was a bit weird to see an in-between time period where the majority of the fans hadn't entered, but the booths and displays were all set up and ready to go, waiting for those same fans to arrive. That was good for Caleb, though; he could use this time to peruse the booths before the cosplayers he wanted to photograph arrived.

Time to enjoy his weekend.

 

[Raven Blu]

Sera checked her makeup, her colored contacts, and how the wig she was wearing in the mirror one last time before putting on the last part of her outfit. Today was the opening day of the Tristate Pop Culture Convention also day of the main cosplay contests. There would be the looks today, with separate interviews tomorrow that would go over how people constructed their outfits, with the results being announced on the final day. She had been working on this outfit for the past 8 months and was very proud of the finished product. Although she wouldn't have a good idea of where she would place until she had a look at the other cosplayers but she felt she would be able to place at least in the top five. Even fifth place would come with a big enough monetary win to make her happy. Sera was very active in the cosplay scene, entering as many contests as she could attend as well as participating in photo shoots in order to fund the cost of all of her working materials. Her parents never understood her 'hobby' as thecalled it and wouldn't pay for any of it so she made do with what she earned. She spared a quick thought towards her brother, Caleb. They were only five years apart but had enough similar interests to get along very well. Their main differences being where she enjoyed dressing up and becoming her favorite characters, he enjoyed drawing his own interpretations of his. While their parents despaired what the siblings enjoyed, the two of them always made sure to support the other. She always thought his artistic skills were amazing and often told him so. And he always listened to her ramble on the processes of making her outfits and complimented the finished looks.

Her current costume was a self made Kitara look with a few of her original alterations. The black wig covered her natural blonde hair that she often streaked with bright colors. She had the mask made to be easily breathable through and although it covered most of her face, she still made sure her make up was flawless as she knew the judges would want a look at the over all outfit without it as well. The fans that went with the outfit took her the longest to make. Making weapons that could look real but be perfectly harmless were always a hard task but everyone had to follow the general rules that were part of every Con event. She was glad that she had managed to save up not only for a top tier pass to the Con as a content creator but also afford a room at the convention center's attached hotel. She was also glad she had booked the room so far in advance. Pretty much 80% of the hotel was taken over by convention attendees and was fully booked. It also worked for the little game she would play at pretty much eWhile she was out on the floor, the fan that was the most well behaved for that day, as in no groping/filthy comments/or lewd innuendo, would get a little slip of paper with her room number as well as a card key to her room. It was a good way to unwind and have some no-strings attached fun while she was at a con. Plus the more polite ones she didn't have to worry about spreading rumors and a few of them were actually pretty good in bed.

Finally being finished getting ready she moved through the room. She grabbed her bag that had water, snacks, any tools she would need in case anything went wrong with her outfit on the Con floor, as well as her badge pass. It was just about time where she could enter the main floor. While she didn't have a VIP pass to gain entrance first with the rest of that crowd, hers was a little bit above general admission so she would be able to skip that horrendous line. She was excited to see what other cosplays people showed up in, looked forward to taking a few pictures with fans, hoped to maybe get a few requests for collab photo shoots with a few other cosplayers she knew well, and most of all to take a look at Artist Alley. Every Con had one and some pieces were even done of the big name cosplayers. She loved seeing the beautiful works and maybe even getting a piece or two to hang up on her own home walls. There was one artist she had followed online even though she never told anyone she did. The artist had ntly opened their work up to more NSFW work and all of it had been so hot as well as beautiful. A few pieces had even looked a bit similar to a few cosplays she had done in the past and those are what had gotten her attention on the artist in the first place. No one knew the artist's real name or what they looked like or even if they were male or female. But she had noticed on the TPCC site that their online handle had been listed among the artists included in Artist Alley. She was excited to see if there were any new works of theirs on display. And another part of her secretly hoped the artist was in attendance. She would love to meet the artist and maybe commission a few personal pieces. Especially after seeing the last set of risqué pieces they had posted online about a month ago.

A part of her wished Caleb would come out of his shell a bit and submit some of his own works but he always told her he was happy with his online commissions. She knew he hid his online handle from her cause he knew she would buy a few pieces. He would see it as charity even though she told him countless times that his work was that good that even she wanted to buy a few works. Oh well, one day she would get him to give in.

She reached the bottom floor of the hotel and quickly moved over to the door to the main convention center. It only took a few minutes for her to get through the line and get her badge checked. She moved around the few booths that were already set up and showing off their wares. She had time before the contest began so she had time to wander around a bit. After saying hello to a few fellow cosplayers and taking a few pictures, she made her way over to Artist Alley. She was browsing through all the impressive works and almost squealed in excitement when she finally found the artist's work she was hoping for. It was only a few pieces but they were all gorgeous. It had occurred to her before but now seeing some of their works in real life, she couldn't help but notice their style was very similar to her brother's. Her attention was diverted from her thoughts as she heard a group of people talking nearby just outside of the art displays. She glanced over and her eyes went wide in surprise. There was Caleb! He never told her he was attending the con, he never had before. She was just about to walk over and give him a surprise hug when she finally noticed the badge hanging from the lanyard around his neck. The one that had a very familiar name on it and it wasn't Caleb's real name.

Sera ducked back into the art gallery and off to a seclude corner as her mind was whirling with her new revelation. The artist she followed, the one that recently started more naughty pictures, the one that made art that looked eerily familiar to her own outfits from past cons, was in fact her own older brother. At first all she felt was shock, but then she felt a smidge betrayed. He had never told her. But then again she never told him about her almost obsession with the artwork. But then those artworks flashed in her mind again and a few things started to become clear. How close he would hold her when they hugged, how he would look almost upset when she would show off her more risqué looking outfits, and she could have sworn she saw his eyes look dark, almost hungry, a few times when she had asked for his opinion on some of her outfits. It hit her all at once and a small smile started to spread over her face. Well, it seems her uptight older brother isn't so innocent or prudish as she had thought. Well well well, aren't you a naughty boy, big brother. The thought that her brother was attracted to her didn't really bother her. She could admit, at least to herself, that she had looked at him a few times with less than pure thoughts. For all that he was a bit of an art nerd, her brother was hot. She had always shaken those thoughts away before, believing they weren't anything she should entertain. But now....now an idea was starting to form in her mind. Looks like she wouldn't need her little game, for tonight at least. If things worked out like she thought, they both would get something they wanted.

She walked back out of the gallery towards the group that Caleb was a part of, her body language full of confidence now. "Hey there, I recognize that name. I've been following your art for a while now. Gotta say, I'm a big fan." She greeted him. She smiled, even if he couldn't see the smile, it was visible in her eyes. Everyone's head tilted up as an announcement for the cosplay contest came over the PA system. She look back at Caleb as she pulled her room card out of a small fold in her outfit along with a slip of paper with her room number and a time for early in the evening. "I'd love to talk to you more later. Maybe more." She gave him a wink and moved off towards the hall marked for the contest. She wondered if he would watch the contest. If he did, her name would be called out as she took the stage and he would realize he was just propositioned by his sister. She wondered if that would build up anticipation for him. Well if he did or didn't see the reveal, she looked forward to seeing if he turned up later.

 

[ilaughatmyself]

Caleb's little photo album had built up quite the selection of art references. A few cosplayers were cagey about a stranger coming along and asking to take photos for art reference, but after seeing his badge and demonstrating that he was, in fact, an artist, their tension eased up a bit. Granted, he had neglected to mention that some of those artworks wouldn't be safe for work, but it wasn't like he was going to draw these particular women taking dick. He had even convinced a few of the cosplayers to show off the props they had created, which would help add those finer details that made art pop. After all, who better to learn these details from, than the fans who were crazy enough to comb through every piece of media they could find in order to make the perfect facsimile of a character they adored?

The artist had even taken the time to visit various booths and stalls, to get some merch for back home. There were even one or two items that weren't for him, but for his sister; after all, if he saw a good piece of merch for a series that she enjoyed, why not spend some of his cash on gifts? That was when he ran into a few online friends in a small group. He hadn't expected to see anyone he knew here, maybe aside from Sera, but up to now he hadn't seen a hint of his sister around. He wondered if she was even able to get a pass; sure, she could enter as a cosplayer, but that was a fair bit of money that Caleb wasn't sure his sister had available. He also wondered what cosplay she herself would have come to the convention in; the thought distracted him a bit, but same as before, he shook those thoughts out of his head for now. It was easier to hold a conversation with friends when you weren't thinking thoughts about your younger sister that no one should ever think of, really.

The conversation had gone on for a bit, and the crowd was starting to file in. There was a reason Caleb worked on his art from home, and a fair bit of social anxiety was one reason why. Crowds were something he tried to stay away from as much as possible, made easier by being a natural night owl; only maniacs like him went to a grocery store at 2 in the morning for their monthly supplies. That was even if he went out to get the groceries; more often than not, he got his groceries delivered nowadays. Thankfully, the conversation with his friends kept his mind off the massive sea of people that surrounded them...a tranquility that was shattered when a cosplayer approached him.

They were dressed as Kitana, and not only was that a great cosplay to go for in order to win a contest, they also happened to be a fan of his art. They didn't make mention of being a fan of his NSFW stuff, but a fan was a fan. "Pleasure to meet you. Love the cosplay!" The announcement for the cosplay contest was made, and this stranger was off to participate, but not before handing Caleb her room card and a slip of paper, with her hotel room and a time on it. He graciously accepted it, and maybe he would go; his friends were entertained by the turn of events, hooting and hollering as the cosplayer walked off, their ass earning no small number of stares from Caleb.

He continued chatting with his friends, but soon enough, the sea of people got to him. Time to call the day there. He excused himself from his friends, and heard the announcement that his sister had won the cosplay contest! He wished he had been able to see her win, but this was just too many people. Caleb made for a fast food restaurant nearby, and got something to eat while staring at this room card and note. Maybe a quickie wasn't all that bad of an idea...unless this was some idea of a bad prank.

That room number was where Caleb found himself, staring at the metal writing on the door that signified that this was the right place. He checked his phone for the time; that lined up. His heart was racing, and Caleb had to close his eyes and take a slow breath to steady his nerves. Quickly, he held the room card to the electronic lock, and with a beep and a click, it was unlocked. After another beat, he grabbed the handle and turned it, stepping into the hotel room.

"Hey, it's that artist you like. Hope you didn't need me to knock..." He said in a joking tone of voice, while he closed the door behind him. Caleb didn't expect to see who was waiting for him in the room proper, and who was made his face go stark white. No...no way it was her...

 

[Raven Blu]

Sera felt flushed with excitement as she stepped off stage. She show was a good turn out and her walk had gotten the loudest applause by far. She moved over to the table set aside for the contestants and grabbed an unopened bottle of water, taking a few sips as she watched the rest of the cosplayers from off the side of the stage. It didn't take much longer after that for the judges to confer and make their announcements. Sera smiled wide as she and the other two top contestants went back out on stage for a bow to the crowd. She had placed first in the preliminaries. Tomorrow would be the judging for technique and attention to detail but for tonight she was riding on the high of a win. She was slightly disappointed to have not seen Caleb in the crowd but didn't let it get her down too much. She knew he had issues with super large crowds. And the contest had been standing room only by the time it started.

Sera thanked the judges before leaving, making sure to make a reminder in her phone for when the interviews would take place tomorrow and walked out of the hall. She spent some time wandering around the main floor. She met up with a few fellow cosplayers and exchanged a few costume techniques. Took a few pictures with fans of her work or people just enjoying seeing all the different cosplays that were walking around. The whole time she couldn't take her mind off the time that was steadily approaching. She of course had hopes of how the night would go, but you never really know how things will play out. She had a feeling the biggest hurdle would be making Caleb believe she wasn't messing with him or making fun of him.

She ate a bit from the vendors on the floor as she walked around but pretty soon it was close to the time she had given Caleb so she headed up to her room to get ready. She picked up the mess left behind from her getting ready and put away a few things. She took off the wig and put it away to keep it looking right as well as taking out the contacts that she had been wearing all day. Running her hands through her long hair she gave herself a look over in the mirror. Even with her hair being under a wig all day, right now it just looked a little rumpled but in a sexy way. Her make up and the rest of the Kitana outfit were still on. She debated changing into something else but discarded that thought. She knew she looked really good like this so it might help sway Caleb. And if it didn't and things fell through, then she could just wear it to the small rave that would go on later in the night.

At hearing the lock click from being opened, a slow smile spread across her face as she turned to the door. She stood a bit inside the room itself and had a clear view of Caleb's face as he saw her and realized just who had spoken to him earlier. At seeing his paling face she moved over to him to tug on his arm and further into the room. "Caleb, Caleb, Caleb.....you've been very naughty. Keeping secrets. So mean." She gave him a playful pout as she pushed him to sit down in a chair at the small table in the room and leaned over him, now almost whispering into his ear. "Keeping us both from having so much fun. All that time wasted when we could have been having such fun." She gave his ear a bit of a nip to help push her words and their meaning into his head as she pulled back just enough to meet his eyes with hers. Waiting to see how he would react and ready to push her point further if needed.

 

[ilaughatmyself]

Around a million thoughts rushed through the head of the 25 year old as he stood there, still as a statue, and about the same color of one in his face, to boot. Was this some weird fever dream brought on by the shitty burger he had a little while ago? Was this some sorta prank? Was this girl actually not his sister, and she just looked like a clone out of a vat? Surely, that had to be possible with the amount of people that were in the convention, right? He was shaken from his stupor when the younger of the two siblings grabbed his arm tugged on his arm, dragging him further into the room. She knew his name, so that ruled out a doppelganger. Secrets? What'd she mean by secrets?

Then the conversation they had at TPCC was drawn from his memory. She wasn't lying about being a fan of his art, it seemed, and that meant that she had learned about her cosplays being a primary source of 'inspiration.' He stumbled back into the chair she pushed him into, damn near moaning into his ear about all the fun the pair of them could have been having, about how they had been 'wasting time.' Just what the hell was happening? Sure, this was the topic of more than a few fantasies when Caleb felt a bit lonely, but surely Sera didn't know about that, right?

The slightest zap of pain when Sera nipped his ear finally, finally brought Caleb into the moment, his eyes scanning hers with no small amount of terror. "I...y-you knew, you knew when you gave me this room number that I was your brother." He looked around now, taking his eyes off of her gaze that was sending him spiraling into the fires of lust to try and find cameras, anything to take his mind off of the hentai plot he had just stumbled into. "We...you know we can't...siblings and all..." His hands were gripping the arms of his chair, knuckles white as bone, but they did twitch briefly. Perhaps his mind automatically going to touch the body so tantalizingly close? "This...this is some sorta prank, right? Trying to get me in trouble to make fun of how much of a perv I am or something?"

 

[Raven Blu]

Sera almost rolled her eyes at the predictable denial. She knew she would probably have to work to get him to believe her but part of her had hoped it wouldn't take this much. She looked down at him for only a moment as she debated how to approach this before decididing. She straightened up and braced one knee in the chair by his left hip. Then a knee to his right. Then she proceeded to sit down, resting her ass right in his lap with her arms around his neck. "When have I ever been the type to be cruel like that, Caleb?" She tilted her head and gave him a small smile.

"Yes, I knew it was you I gave that room card too. Was a bit surprised you were the artist I'd been near fan-girling over for the past few months. But then a few things started clicking." She grinned at him. "All those comments and looks over some of my more revealing cosplays. A few of them even resembling some of the 'new' artwork my favorite artist started releasing. And a few odd looks I've caught you giving every now and then. Separately they all mean nothing. But all combined....." Her playful grin turned downright filthy. "That told a story. One that made me realize that we have both had the same thoughts from time to time. Brushing them off or keeping them hidden cause they weren't 'proper'.

She shook her head. "I gave you that card to see if things could be just as hot as either of us have ever imagined. We are both here. No one knows that we are related. And both of us keep our friends and work sepate so its not like anyone but us would know anyway." Sera shrugged. "If it makes you feel better I'll be honest." Her grin returned and she leaned back down to speak, soft and hot, into his ear.

"I've thought you were hot since since high school. That just lead to me finding myself in fantasies of you from time to time since I graduated. Ones that left me needy and panting over imagining how my big brother would take me apart and have me beg for more. Now if this really upsets you, you can walk out that door and this will have never have happened. But...." she kissed the side of his next softly. "If you'd like to see if things live up to your imagination....."She ended her words with a very obvious grind against his groin.

 

[ilaughatmyself]

The first incredulous response to his fearful rambling did more to ease Caleb's words than the cosplayer realized, that same cosplayer that had moved to now straddle him, her ass firmly planted upon his lap, right on top of his cock. That cock responded to the pressure put upon it, hardening from the half mast it was in to the full mast it would quickly expand to. It was clear that Caleb was hiding a bit of a monster between his legs, on par with some of the better cocks Sera had experienced in her time running this little contest of hers, if not handily exceeding that length and girth. However, there was no simple way to judge that given the siblings' current position in this chair.

Sera continued on, explaining how a few things slotted into place when she learned the artist of her obsession lately was her older sibling. Caleb was already more relaxed at the start of his sisters reassurances, and as she continued to talk not only about the realization in the convention center, but also about how she also had these desires for her sibling...the white knuckle grip that Caleb had on the arms of this chair relaxed considerably. So, it wasn't just him that craved their flesh and blood. His heart skipped a beat. Once more, she continued, smiling giddily as she explained that this was a prime scenario to explore their respective fantasies; they were somewhere that no one knew them, no one knew that they were siblings, and they kept work and friends separate. All his friends knew from the convention was that he had hooked up with a good looking cosplayer, nothing more than that.

Then, the confession. Sera had found him hot for ages now, since high school. That was about when Caleb's interest had developed as well, and his proper sexual fantasies had solidified just after her graduation. She grew into herself spectacularly, and while that was chastely noticed by the rest of their family, the thoughts of what Sera would look like under her cosplays kept the older brother awake for several hours each night, dick in hand...that dick was now beneath her, and his breath hitched when she made a very conspicuous movement with her hips. A kiss to his neck...

He grinded right up against her, too, the taboo of fucking his sister piercing through his armor of fear. His lust showed in his eyes, and when one of his hands moved to the back of her head, it interlaced his fingers with her blonde locks, pulling her back so they could stare into one another's eyes once again. His expression had changed from fear, to that dark hunger that had lived in her mind for so long. He pulled her in, leaning forward himself as he forced their lips to mash in a kiss. His tongue was already lashing forth at her mouth, requesting - no, demanding entry into her mouth. His other hand, meanwhile, went to her ass, groping it openly and giving the taut behind a light smack before returning to groping it.

The snowball had begun rolling down the mountain...time to wait for it to crash.

 

[Raven Blu]

Sera had to focus while she was trying sway Caleb. She had definitely noticed his body reacting under hers. And just the sense of what she felt starting to fill out under her ass had her mouth watering. She had wondered just what Caleb was hiding in his loose pants but this was shaping up to blow all of her guesses out of the water. Already it felt bigger than any cock she had had before. As she finally gave him his options she couldn't help but desperately hope he chose not to walk out. She  needed a taste of what she was grinding against.

Sera felt herself start to pout for just a moment as he pulled her back by her hair, momentarily thinking she had just pissed him off. But that thought left her head the moment she registered his face and the feel of hum grinding back against her. Her mouth opened and a filthy moan slipped out at the promise she saw in that dark look. A moan that was swallowed as she was pulled into the most demanding kiss she had experienced. She barely registered the hard grip he now had on her ass, only enough to press back into that tight grip. But the hard slap to her ass had her breaking the kiss to let out another moan.

Sera was glad she hadn't planned to wear this out again tomorrow because it was now completely ruined as far as being in public was concerned. She could feel just how soaked the tiny barely there pair of shorts she had on had just become. Her eyes met Caleb's, slightly glazed already from lust, that kiss, and promise of so much more ahead of her. "Holy fuck...."

 

[ilaughatmyself]

Not only was Sera a fair bit kinkier than her older brother had expected, but she seemed to be quite the slut to top it off. The moan that left her lips when he pushed his hips up against her body was something straight out of a porno, and the way she reciprocated the kiss and pressed back into the hand that groped her ass was a sign of her experience. He hadn't thought his younger sibling was a pure maiden or anything - some of the cosplays she wore would dispute any theories leaning that way - but he had expected her to be somewhat selective with her sexual partners. The followup moan from the swat to her buttock was another sign that she was kinky, maybe even a bit of a masochist.

As she stared into his eyes, her expressing glazed with lust, he pulled her head in again, only this time he pressed their foreheads together. "Do you know how long I wanted this? This body...all mine?" He spanked her again, before gripping her ass tighter, his fingers digging into the taught flesh. "This perky ass...those perfect tits..." The hand on her ass moved up her body, keeping contact with her skin at all times before reaching her chest. His fingers pushed under the blue top of the cosplay she had won the contest with, before the hand's size pushed the entire piece up, exposing her left tit to the air. "Is this something you do often? Hook up with strangers at a convention? And you called me naughty."

Smiling deviously, he groped that breast of hers, fingertips sinking into that flesh similarly to how it had with her ass. The heel of his hand pressed against her nipple, before his fingers retreated, targeting that rosy bud. Caleb rolled it to and fro, before twisting it to a slightly painful degree, seeing how his sister reacted to that. He wanted to confirm his theory of masochism. The hand in her hair, meanwhile, yanked her head back, and his lips attacked the soft skin of her neck as he toyed with her breast.

 

[Raven Blu]

Sera's wide eyes stared into Caleb's as he held her head to his. They had barely started anything and she was already starting to pant a bit. She had thought Caleb would be at least a little fun. But right now she was seeing a whole new side of him. He was usually quiet and reserved, just bare of shy at times. But right now he was being downright dominant and almost demanding. And that was by no means a bad thing.

She didn't always hook up at cons. Sometimes there wasn't any guys polite enough she could trust not to brag or spread rumors. The main downside of that was most of the few hook ups she had were bordering on vanilla. Sera knew herself and her own kinks well enough to be honest with herself about what she liked. She liked feeling dominated, liked it rough, and loved it when a guy could be rough with her in a way to make it feel amazing. All of that was pretty much impossible to find in quiet, nice guys. But it looked like Caleb had a dark side. And she was loving it.

Every slap to her ass had her grinding down against him. When his hand ran up her body, she shifted as much as his grip still in her hair allowed to give him room. Then her bare tit was in his hand and the other was pulling, making her arch her back. Her ass pressing against his cock more firmly even as her new position also pushed her breasts closer to him. "I've h-had a few hook ups....but selective enough t-to not get rumors spread..." Her words stuttered from pleasure as he teased her nipple. But then they broke off altogether as she let out another moan. The slight sting of pain from him twisting her nipple shot straight between her thighs in her current state.

 

[ilaughatmyself]

Much like Sera was surprised and happy to see this side of her brother, Caleb was reveling in this new side of his cosplaying sister. It seemed like anything he did was arousing to her, and that only had his mind blossoming with possibilities. The elder sibling sort of had a similar problem when it came to his sex life; it was practically non-existent most times, but when he did hook up with a girl, he found that they were pretty vanilla. Hell, a few of the girls didn't even want to suck him off, they just wanted foreplay and plain ol' missionary! Maybe Caleb's views on sex were warped by porn and stuff, but he was surprised to find girls like that living in this day and age.

That was definitely not the case with Sera, and while his sister didn't confirm that she was getting dicked down at every convention she went to, she did hook up often enough that she had a bit of a selection process. He didn't know how that selection process landed on him, but he supposed he may have shot up the list when Sera learned that her own brother was the artist she was so enamored with.

His lips stopped attacking her neck like some poor excuse for a vampire, and his hand removed itself from her breast. Leaning up, he planted another kiss on his sister's lips, but it was quickly broken, once again leaning against her forehead. "You know what I want? I want you on your knees, sucking me off like a good little slut..." His hand raised up to her face, and his thumb pulled her bottom lip down as he smiled. "Show me what that pretty mouth of yours can do, and we'll see about ruining this cosplay some more."

 

[Raven Blu]

Sera almost whined when his lips and fingers pulled away from her skin.But she gave in easily when he moved back to her lips. Another little moan slipped out when he broke the kiss. Who knew her quiet brother could kiss like that? She blinked her eyes for a moment and focused back on Caleb when he pressed their heads together again. Her eyes widened at bit at his first words then immediately went hungry. She quickly wrapped her lips and tongue around his thumb, pulling back with a little suction and a soft pop. "I'll show you just how good I can be." Not even denying the slut comment as she grinned and slowly slipped out of his lap.

She rested on her knees between his, her hands going to his waist and making quick work of opening them. She wrapped her hand around his cock as she freed him. She took only a moment to admire just how delicious her brother's cock looked before looking up at him with a saucy grin and leaning forward. Her tongue slipped out and she licked a slow path up his cock, taking her time going from base to tip. Sera kept her eyes up on his as she wrapped her lips around the head and swirled her tongue around it a few times. Then she began to slowly bob her head. Up and down, going just a bit lower each time, taking his cock just that bit further into her mouth and then her throat bit by bit.