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RP: Revolve [ Horror_Show & last_true_romantic ]

That "oh" she said followed by the frown worried him a little. It wasn't a sad frown, a pity frown perhaps, but it made him wonder what on earth was on her mind. He had just admitted to her one of his own kinks and that had been her response, along with staring at his beaten face. When she asked her question, he was surprised, not expecting her to use the actual term. Why did it sound so hot coming out of her mouth? Chase couldn't find his words and nodded quickly, his swollen cheeks flushing more from her question and the way her hand moved down his chest.

The next words out of her mouth caught him off guard too. Her swift hands quickly working their way to the crotch of his jeans, first feeling her cool hands on his stomach and then watching as they fumbled with the zipper and button. The look on her face, that intense stare, full of hunger, desire, and dominance as she gave him the next order. His eyes were wide, sparkling, excited and it was clear that all his attention was focused on following Charlotte's commands.

Even though her voice was shaky, her gaze was powerful. Chase didn't speak, only nodded, afraid of how his voice may sound if he opened his mouth. He scrambled to his feet quickly, Chase's eyes never leaving Charlotte's as he got to his feet. As she pushed him back into the bathroom and locked the door behind them, Chase let out a moan. The way she commanded him, moved him to the way she wanted and eyed him it was driving him slowly to the edge. She was taking what she wanted, without asking, and it turned Chase on so much. He was fully erect now, his member straining against his jeans in an almost painful way, but he ignored it. His breathing had become shallow and quick as the minutes ticked by. He was eager and anxious to know what she would do next, but in a way, that heightened his sensitivity and pleasure.
 
Soon as they were in the small confinement of the half bath. Charlotte heard him moan. It caught her b surprise as she wasn’t even touching him. He looked ready to do any damn thing she would tell him. By now the poor kid looked the part of someone who got their ass beat. His left eye was swollen and bruised different colors. His lips were still puffed up and the cuts had dried. Not only was his left eye bruise but parts of his cheeks where she had slapped him on both sides. Secretly they could only both thank Kate’s intolerance for heightening their sexual desire but if and when Charlotte found out Kate had psychically and sexually abused him, hell would be unleashed. There was a difference between dominance and abuse in sexual nature. Little Char had no experience being a dominant and was only into certain aspects of BSDM, the whole master/pet thing never really stood out to her. Just certain aspects like someone taking control and light restraint, she made even found cloth gags cosmetically appealing…. but once again, that was just her darker fetishes showing because of her love for horror.

There was very little room in the half bath. Charlotte was so little compared to Chase, he was half her height and twice her size but he for now, he was her submissive. He was in the corner of the half bath looking vulnerable and aroused, he was ready and wanted her. After being with Kate for so long, not that she ever would but if Charlotte did get someone violent….he couldn’t imagine he would care with her. Everything with her was just so much fucking better, it didn’t matter what, she was perfect to him. Charlotte moved and pulled down both his jeans and briefs, they rested at his knees. He was fully erect, waiting, begging for attention, for her. Her eyes would look at his erection, breathing out. It so foreign to be sexually active. Her eyes found his and she just softly gazed at him, her desire evident. Charlotte bit her lip and pushed down her underwear and panties, her panties would reveal stains from her thick arousal all night and morning. She kicked them off only having her long sleeve shirt, in which the sleeves were still rolled to her elbows she was still sweating badly.
 
Chawas utterly hypnotized by his little sister's gaze. The way she looked at him standing in the corner of the bathroom with that lust filled gaze, eyeing his body. He wiggled a little to help Charlotte pull his jeans and boxer briefs down, but didn't say a word even as his manhood sprung from its confines. Chase watched in awe as Charlotte undressed her bottom half. His eyes briefly glancing at the stain on her panties and he gulped as they traveled back up her sweaty legs. He was still silent for another minute as Charlotte stood before him, half-naked, aroused herself, and still shiny with sweat from her workout. The half bath filled with the smell of her body and Chase's mouth hung open, practically watering at the sight before him.

Even though Chase was twice her size, the way she was staring at him, at his body, made him feel so small. It was an arousing feeling though, one that made his heart race with excitement as he realized that if he wanted, he could let go, let Charlotte take the lead. "Ch-char..." He said in a soft, almost small, sounding voice, looking into her eyes. He was nervous and excited, the anticipation of what would happen next making his whole body quiver for a second. "W-what now?" He didn't sound unsure, his tone trying to relay that he was asking what she wanted, what he could do for her, or what she was going to do with him. Chase, of course, had his own ideas of what he could do, but that wouldn't be letting Charlotte control him.

So many questions ran through his mind. He wondered what she really thought about his kink. If she was just doing it because he asked, or if she maybe liked it a little too. Did she realize that he would do anything she asked right now, without hesitation, without a second thought? Did she think any differently of him now that she knew one of his dark desires? What would she think about the others he held secret still? Would she accept them? Embrace them? Or would everything crash and burn once the truth about the abuse he suffered by Kate's hands came to light? Chase shook his head, trying to dislodge the questions from his mind. He wanted to focus on the woman in front of him and the present situation. His eyes looked at her, pleading for an answer, any answer, as to what would happen next.
 
One thing was for damn sure. Charlotte was completely captivated by Chase. There was no denying they both loved each other unconditionally. They had been best friends and Chase had watched her grow up. It was bittersweet even if it was taboo for her to be with Chase. They knew each other better than some newlyweds. Now they were getting to know each other on more intimate and raw grounds. The way he stood there, apprehensive but fully erect, his eye’s almost pleaded for her to do something. It didn’t help he looked worse from his face injuries. He had never looked so vulnerable and hot. All she could do was stand there watching him, almost in a daze until his pitiful but cute voice nervously called out, asking what she wanted to happen next. It was so fucking hot that she breathed out, swallowing a mouthful of spit.

“Ugh….” She said, sounding almost unsure, her eyes looked around and focused on the toilet. Charlotte moved in, she could feel him inhale, excited possibly? She moved him and gently made him sit on the toilet. She bent down and pulled his jeans and boxers completely off so now he was just in his shirt. She would breathe out slowly and let her hands comb through his messy hair, pulling his head back. She brought her head down to softly kiss his bruised eye. It may have been weird or hot, but she started using her tongue to lick at his bruises, the wetness and softness would ease some of it. His lips really did look bad and she was afraid to do anything. He looked almost confused because maybe he was expecting her to once again maul him like she had upstairs, but she was a little more cautious now.

“I don’t want to hurt you….” She said, inches from his face. Somehow in the moment their lips still couldn’t resist, and she softly kissed him until she could almost taste his dried blood. He would feel her fingers lace back through his hair applying pressure. She softly let out the most erotic moan he would hear, even though it sounded like she was trying to stifle herself and not hurt him.
 
Chase was putty in her hands as she moved him. He had seen her look at the toilet and guessed that she wanted him to sit, so he did, with her hands gently guiding his shoulders down. He kicked his jeans and boxers to the side once they were off, so she wouldn't trip over them. He let out a slow breath as Charlotte's fingers rake through his hair, that simple touch sending bolts of electricity down his spine. His head moved easily, craning back so she could see his face better. His body tensed a little as she kissed his bruised face, but he didn't move away. Slowly his hands raised up and rested on his sister's waist, they rested gently on her slim figure. When she licked the bruise, his shoulders relaxed and he let out a soft sigh. The feeling of her tongue caressing the inflamed skin and the cool air that rushed over the wet spots eased the stinging.

He could see the confusion in her eyes, feel her trepidation, and shook his head at her words. Then she pressed her lips softly to his, tugging on his hair. Hearing her sexy moan made Chase grip her waist again and moan in reply. When she pulled away, Chase looked at Charlotte with desperation in his eyes. "Please Char..." He begged softly, his hands gripping her waist tightly for a moment as he pleaded. "It felt so good when you kissed me like that before..." He assured her, his eyes conveying the need he felt. "...Just take what you want..." He begged once more, his voice sounding urgent.
 
Charlotte didn’t want to cause Chase anymore pain than what Kate had already caused. She had never seen her brother so submissive, vulnerable and desperate. His beautiful brown eyes longingly looked into her own as he held her tightly. As she pulled away not wanting to hurt him he begged her to continue and it seriously caught her off guard, to hear him so fucking desperate. He encouraged her to take him and she about lost her breath, gulping.

“…..ugh god.” She breathed looking at him. Charlotte suddenly lunged down holding him aggressively. Her lips pressed hard against his swollen lips, she may have accidentally made the lip open back up. Chase got pushed back into he toilet seat. Her hands picked up his bigger arms and pinned them back against the edge of the sink and close wall. She breathed out into the kiss, just slightly tasting his blood, luckily it wasn’t as much as last time but enough to add to the scene.

“….I fucking want you…..so god damn bad.” She gasped out. Charlotte may have had help without realizing it. Before she knew her, bosom was settled on top of his lap, his legs were spread, and he was in the perfect angle for her to easily ride him. She was still sweaty and that only helped her. He was so erect, his shaft rammed against her swollen entrance rubbing up her mound. She groaned out and let go of his right hand. She felt his hand guide her underneath them enough, so she had a good grip on him.

“Use me…Ch-Char.” He pleaded, and she squeezed his member, he felt bigger than she realized and she pressed her forehead to his, panting and guided his thickness into her entrance. She was super coated and leaking so it made it easy one it had access to bury deep. Charlotte kept her forehead pressed against his, moaning out, just savoring him inside of her. This is the most erotic she had ever been, and it was with Chase in their half bathroom downstairs on the toilet.
 
Chase whispered into the aggressive and rough kiss. The pressure causing one of the cuts to open back up and blood to seep into both of their mouths. It stung a little, but the pleasure Chase felt while Charlotte mauled his face was so much stronger. He moaned as Charlotte pinned him and continued to kiss him with primal need. Every thought from Chase's mind melted away as she hungrily kissed him, fresh blood smeared across both their lips. When she pulled away, he groaned, missing the feeling of her lips on his. His lips were throbbing and hurt, but he didn't let it show, he didn't want her to stop.

She spoke the words on his lips and nodded in an agreement, breathless and speechless from the rough kiss. His hands were still pinned to the sink and wall and he sat there for a second, savoring the fact that his little sister had pinned him down. Chase let his eyes wander, down her face, her chest and then they stopped as he noticed their current position. He groaned as the realization where she was now sitting hit him. Her hot and wet quim pressing against his own manhood which was a sight to see. When Charlotte let his hand go, he couldn't control himself, he wanted to feel Charlotte touch him more. He gently took her wrist in his hand and guided her to his shaft so she could grasp it, then he begged her to use him.

The squeeze she gave him cause Chase to let out a sound halfway between a whimper and a moan. He bit down on his lip, forgetting that they were already swollen and raw, and it opened up another cut. A little more blood dripped from his bottom lip onto his chin. Then Charlotte lowered herself onto him and Chase let out another groan as her core swallowed him. "F-fuck..." He growled huskily their foreheads touched and he slid deeper inside. Chase's free hand found her waist again and held her in a soft grip, for now just to help her keep her balance. His body was telling him to thrust upward into his hot little sister, but Chase willed himself to be still. He wouldn't last long if he let his body control what was happening and it was so erotic to see his sister taking control of him. He was so eager to see what would happen next. She was doing things now that he had never imagined, it was like she knew Chase and his dark desires better than he knew himself.
 
She kept breathing trying to steady herself and was almost worried when he cursed. Then she realized it must have been from the pleasure. They both seemed to curse when moments called for it. She could feel his engorged member throbbing against her insides. Her legs were wrapped and hanging off the sides of the toilet, they could almost brace against the backwall. They were in quite the heated moment with each other. Charlotte saw he busted his lip open and didn’t notice his blood was once again getting everywhere. She licked her own and tasted the saltness and she grabbed some toiler paper and rolled it up. Somehow even though he was buried deep inside she could still manage to multi-task, but she didn’t want him bleeding everywhere no matter how hot her little dark mind thought.

“H-H-Here, bite down….your bleeding. I’m sorry…..” She breathed and made him clamp down, so it would apply pressure to his wounds. She used her forearm to wipe her mouth, seeing the blood. They both looked messy. She felt Chase shift, not knowing if it was done purposely but she let out a small noise and nodded, pressing her head back against his, she liked being eye level, the intimacy you had when you both were facing each other was special. She moved her little behind in a small circular notion, giving them both what they wanted, movement with him in her and she was so aroused the slightest movement felt so fucking good. She wasn’t going to last very long at all.

“….you feel so good.” She got out kissing parts of his face as he had held her in place and helped the rhythm. She felt him add to the motions. He would pivot, hoisting her up and he would be able to still stay in, but thrust in and out in a quick soft motion that would pretty much make them both climax instantly. He would feel her body tense and her slick wet walls pulsating, clenching his shaft in spasms she had no control over. She would hear his moans of ecstasy, muffled slightly buy the wadded up toilet paper.
 
Chase's own breathing was heavy, but he tried his best to slow it. He gasped as Charlotte stick out her tongue and licked her stained lips slowly, the sight making his heart skip a few beats. He hadn't noticed that his lip had begun to bleed again. He was only thinking of Charlotte. How she felt wrapped around him. How much he loved her in this moment. How she was embracing some of his darkest desires without question and without judgment.

When Charlotte leaned away and brought back some toilet paper for his lip, insisted he uses it and apologizes, Chase stopped breathing for a few seconds. He could see in her eyes, her face, and feel that she was just as excited by this situation as he was, and yet, Charlotte still wanted to care for his wounds. He bit down like she asked, his eyes never leaving hers as he thanked her silently for the kindness. Chase couldn't hold back anymore. He wanted to feel himself move inside his sister, hear those sweet sounds she made again and see that look of ecstasy on her face again.

Chase pushed his hips up a little and waited for Charlotte's response, wanting to be sure she was ready for more. That sweet nose from her lips and the nod was all he needed. He loved when she leaned her forehead on his. It made the moment all that more intense and sensual when their faces were close as they were joined as one. The way she moved her hips against him made Chase let out a half-growl moan. He had to close his eyes to keep from shooting off just from that. He could tell this would be another quick encounter. They were both so wound up already so it wouldn't take much.

Charlotte's words rang in his head as she kissed his bruised face. "You do too.." He groaned, and moved his hands from her waist to her butt. Chase needed his hands under Charlotte's shapely behind to better help her move. With his hands there, Chase could more easily lift her body up, hold and guide her. He began to thrust upward, starting slow and being gentle, but his motions quickened with each upward movement of his hips. It didn't take long before he felt Charlotte's body respond, her sex squeezing him like a vice rhythmically as she began to reach her own climax. Chase was moaning, his eyes looked glassy, but a look of pure joy on his face as he experienced his own orgasm soon after the beginning of Charlotte's.

His hands gripped her buns tightly, leaving handmarks, but hopefully not bruises on her beautiful porcelain skin of her derriere. As his body began to let go inside of her, Chase tried to get in a few more thrusts, wanting to hit her sweet spot as she rode out her orgasm. He only managed three before his muscles refused to move anymore. His mouth now hung open, panting, as the bloody toilet paper stuck to his lip. His arms wrapped around Charlotte's waist and holding her close to his body as they both steadied their breathing. With his forehead still pressed against hers, Chase wanted to kiss her, but the paper was in the way. Instead he rubbed his nose agaisnt hers as he breathed heavily through his nose, slowly coming down from his high.
 
As they both came to a euphoric climax together, Chase gave her three powerful thrusts pushing his seed deeper while hitting her g-spot. Her body tensed and even though she was already riled up from her intense jogging, a wave of hot washed over before she felt waves of exquisite sensations. She was lucky to have experienced her second most powerful orgasm. They wasn’t easy to achieve and especially with before a virgin the day before. It had to have meant both Chase and Charlotte desperately loved each other and had years of built up arousal, waiting to be unleashed.

She still felt Chase’s hands softly on either side of her ass cheeks and could feel the pressure he has applied but it didn’t hurt. He was already slowly falling out but beside of his size, he still stayed halfway in. She was leaking her sweet fluids mixed with his own all over his inner thighs and toilet. She breathed out, nuzzling her nose back. She opened her eyes to see how godly he looked, tired but adorable as hell. She didn’t know what to do or if she should move, she was slowly getting her feeling back down below. Somehow his warm flesh inside felt good, she was still having spaced out spasms, he would feel. It would let him know she was still feeling the aftershocks and that it must have been a good orgasm. He would be so happy and shocked because his sex life was Kate was so fucking far from what he was experience with his little Char. Kate never had epic or pro-longed orgasms, often she would stress so badly to build climaxing and would lose it, she would blame Chase and be unsatisfied. He never felt half the emotion he felt with her, it was almost impossible to describe but heavenly.


Charlotte would press a small kiss to his untouched cheek and look to him to see if it was okay to try to move. He nodded and gently helped slowly lift her, so he could fall out. He leaned forward, more worried about her than himself and helped her stand. Her legs were shaking still, and she was dripping with sweat, the smell of their sex filled the small room. Her legs were sore from her running plus the position on Chase. She breathed out sniffling but bent down, struggling to pick up her shorts. Chase got up and held her, he bent down easily and offered to help. He bent down, sweetly holding her shorts open, so she could lift each leg into them and he pulled them up. She breathed out, burning his chest back into his chest. He held her while throwing away the bloodied wadded toilet paper.

“Hold on Char….I gotca.” He would let go, quickly pulling on his bottoms and would open the door letting fresh air-conditioned air. He would need come back down and clean up after he took care of Char. They couldn’t any traces of their love making, plus it was only decent. Chase would lift Charlotte bridal style, making her smile and easily carry her up two flights of stairs.
 
In Chase's book, this was a close second to his best orgasm, the first being the one he and Charlotte shared just the night before during their first time. Every squeeze she gave him sent jolts through his body only making him feel even better in that moment of shared bliss with his sister. If someone had told Chase that his dreams of being with his one true love would come true, that they would have the opportunity to share such an intensely passionate and erotic moment, he wouldn't have believed it. His mind was completely blown and his body was feeling amazing.

Chase could feel their mixed arousal leak out onto his lap, the warm wetness a heavenly feeling. He smiled as she opened her eyes and looked at him with those beautiful brown eyes and nuzzled his nose back. She looked so angelic basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, and he could feel the twitching of her muscles from the aftershocks. Kate never had such a euphoric look on her face after Chase and her made love. Kate wasn't as vocal as Charlotte either, which was something he loved about his little sister. Charlotte was different than Kate in all the right way, so much better than Kate could ever have been. That bond between brother and sister, the love, memories, and passion they shared, was something that Kate would never have with Chase.

His own member was feeling rather sensitive, and not in a good way. Soon he would need to pull out and allow his body some time to recover. He smiled again and let out a happy sigh as Charlotte kissed an unbruised part of his cheek. It was a sweet gesture, almost innocent compared to what they had just done. He knew what she was asking, reading the look on her face and knowing that she may be feeling sensitive as well. Chase slowly lifted her up until he was out of her body, and kept his hands on her hips and held her until she stood. He was well aware that she may be shaky on her legs after the intense run and riding his lap, and Chase didn't want her to fall. When she struggled with the shorts, Chase didn't hesitate to help Charlotte pull her shorts and underwear up her glistening legs and hugged her tight as she leaned into him. He ripped the paper off his lip, a little stuck to the dried blood, but most of it was in the trash.

"Hold on Char...I gotcha." Chase said, sweeping Charlotte up in his arms after pulling back on his own pants and underwear. His first priority was to get Charlotte comfortable and clean her up if she wanted. Then he would come back down and take care of the mess they had made in the bathroom. He easily climbed the stairs laid his sister down on the bed on her back. Chase leaned over her and kissed her soft lips as he brushed some strands from her face. "Do you want me to clean you up, or do you just want to rest?" Chase asked, stroking her cheek softly as he leaned down next to her on the bed.
 
Charlotte once again felt embarrassed that she was exhausted and helpless at the moment. The young girl wasn’t used to such physical exertion. Her hormones had been on an erratic roller coaster since yesterday evening. Chase was so loving, so affectionate, he didn’t seem to care and she looked up at him with the most adorable exhausted look as he leaned over, kissing her, stroking her face. She still somehow couldn’t believe everything that just happened, did! She had actually had sex with Chase twice and it was amazing. He offered to help clean her and she shook her head, letting him know she just needed to rest for a few. He left and headed downstairs she knew to clean up the half bath.

She laid there for a couple of minutes and knew she needed to severely shower and get cleaned up. She didn’t Chase to feel like he needed to help her. She was exhausted and sore, but she could manage. It was when she sat up she realized she hadn’t taken her birth control and started to mildly panic. She crawled off the bed running to her desk to pop the pill out of the day for today. She had only forgotten to take it four to five hours from her normal time. She normally to concerned on taking it the same time every day as long as she took it daily. She had hormonal imbalances and irregular periods, so she had been on birth control since she was seventeen. She had never been sexually active like last night. She took the pill, running cold water into her hand and drinking from her hand to get it down. She knew she was more than likely alright, but Chase had definitely cum into her twice….and hard, right into her cervix. She leaned over the sink paranoid.


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It wasn’t that she didn’t want children, but she was only twenty, struggling to find her way and was in a romantic relationship with her adoptive brother. If she ended up pregnant, that wouldn’t help at all at the moment. She combed through her hair looking in the mirror, she was till glowing. She pictured what it would be like to have a baby with Chase and she kind of smiled but still panicked because right now that was BAD! She kept reasoned she took her birth control every day and was probably fine. She just needed make sure to take it on time every day and of course she should be started her period in a few days with the placebo week of pills. She wouldn’t mention it to Chase, there was no reason to worry him, right? He might notice her birth control laying out on the desk, he would notice she had taken all the correct days. He wouldn’t she was a little paranoid from timing.

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Finally, she stripped of her dirty clothing and got into the shower. She scrubbed herself down, even twice and washed her hair. She got out and saw Chase was there, smiling waiting on the toilet holding some towels. He was so silent. She made a face and took one towel, drying herself off in the shower. Chase opened the curtain to see her wet body, still not wanting her to be shy. He helped dry her off, making her laugh. She couldn’t be mad at him…. she just had to get use to no privacy hardly…. she knew he would always want to be with her if he could. She got out and got changed into clean clothing. A pair of jeans that were skinny and looked worn out, a long t-shirt with a gray long sleeve pulled over to create layers. She was a little cold after cooling down and the a/c blasting. She was pulling on her running socks and noticed he was holding up her birth control as if he wanted to talk about it. She raised her eye’s at him, curious. Sitting on her bed, drying off her hair.
 
Chase could see that Charlotte was feeling embarrassed and was beyond tired, it was a cute look on her. The way her cheeks were flushed, her eyes looked heavy, and she was breathing softly as she laid on the bed. Chase nodded at her response, he understood she must be tired and want some privacy. "Okay, I'll be downstairs if you need me," Chase said, giving her one more kiss on her forehead and then heading downstairs. It wouldn't take very long for him to clean up the bathroom, but he'd take his time and give Charlotte some space. He didn't want to crowd her too much and ruin the awesome thing they had going so far. As much as he wanted to spend every minute with his little sister, be by her side and make up for lost time, Charlotte wasn't used to that. This was his little sister's first relationship, as far as he knew, and it would take time for her to get used to not being alone. Chase had to respect that, even if it was hard for him.

Chase took his time cleaning the bathroom. He made sure to make it look even cleaner than they left it. He wiped up any bodily fluids that had dripped, sprayed some air freshener, and ran the fan. He also cleaned out the trash bin and decided to take out the kitchen trash too. He also started the dishwasher and cleaned up the kitchen a little, wiping down the table and counter. Chase finished cleaning about a half hour later.

As he headed up the stairs, he could hear the shower running. Before he went to Charlotte's room, he grabbed some towels from the linen closet and ran them through the dryer for a few minutes. Chase wanted to surprise her with a warm fluffy towel when she got out of the shower. He pulled the towel out and folded it nicely as he walked to Charlotte's room, holding the hot towels in his arms.

When he walked in the door, he looked around the room and his eyes fell on the birth control pack she had left there. Suddenly, he remembered that when they had sex, both times, he had neglected to use a condom and came inside his sister, hard. "Damnitt Chase." He whispered under his breath and shook his head. He wasn't worried about catching anything from Charlotte or giving her anything, well, other than pregnancy. It wasn't that Chase didn't want to have a kid, eventually, but now was not the right time. He looked at the case and noticed that she had been taking her pills, which was a relief, but he wasn't sure if she had been taking them on time. Chase felt really stupid for not thinking about being safe with his sister, he had let his emotions and hormones cloud his judgment, and it could cost them both a lot.

He swallowed hard and picked up her pills. They would have to talk about this eventually, but Chase didn't think it would have to be so soon. He walked into the bathroom and took a seat on the closed toilet while he waited for Charlotte to finish her shower. He had hidden the pills in his pocket. Chase wasn't going to bring it up first thing out of the shower, he'd wait until she was changed. He put on a smile and waited until she came out. When Chase heard the water stop, he stood up and walked over to the shower, holding the towel out for her as he opened the curtain. He wanted to admire Charlotte's beautiful body, freshly showered and shiny from the water on her skin. He took another step forward and used the other towel to help dry Charlotte off, patting her feet, legs, and hips dry while she dried off her upper body. Once she was dry, he took the towels and hung them up and then went into her room and sat on her desk chair.

Chase waited until she was putting on her socks, then pulled the pack from his pocket and held it up. He waited quietly until she looked up with a surprised look on her face. "I'm glad you're being responsible, 'cus I messed up on that front." He sighed, his free hand rubbing the back of his neck. "Just so you know though Char if I did get you pregnant, I'll take care of us. But, I will be more careful in the future. I'll get some protection and be more careful." Chase was careful not to sound mad, or upset. He wasn't feeling either of those emotions. A little concerned and worried about Charlotte, and disappointed in himself, sure. He put the pack back on her desk and walked over to the bed. "I love you Charlotte, so much. But right now, I don't think either of us is ready for that kind of responsibility. And it would be kinda hard to explain to mom and dad." He added, wanting to assure her that if something did happen because of his stupidity, it wouldn't change his love for her.
 
Charlotte had just finished pulling on her last sock when Chase held up the birth control. Her eye’s opened being alert. Knowing he wanted to talk about it. She stayed quiet and he started talking, apologizing for not being safe. He seemed partly relieved to find out she was being safe. He said he would take care of them if she got pregnant. She just stayed silent listening to him and sighed as he came over to sit beside her on the bed. He was right about it being a bad time, even she knew that, but she hoped she was alright. She just needed to get on a strict schedule with her medicine.

“…. yeah, no protection. Its not necessary, not if I'm okay.” She blurted out, not looking at him but staring at a wall. Maybe it would be surprising hot to hear her demand such a thing? But she wasn’t finished with her thought. “I should be okay…. I’ve been taking it for a few years for my hormones, they are messed up and I wasn’t having regular periods. I always take it everyday just not always on time. I was only off half a day yesterday and today. I should start my period in a few days…. if not.” She got silent.

“I’ll deal.” She said, as if she was already stating she would keep it. Maybe her tone was a little indifferent or matter of fact. Maybe a part of her felt like he might not want that type of life with her but of course he did.

“Better you knock me up…. than that bitch” She under her breath and that was the last of her final vulgar comments. It would show how jealous and in love with Chase she was. She sighed, rolled her eyes and got up shrugging. It was amazing to see her moods fluctuate, to see this kind compassionate girl he almost raise show him a different side, one that showed her true honesty.
 
Chase wanted to interrupt Charlotte several times. He wanted to explain he understood how it worked, assure her that he would be there if anything happened and that she wasn't alone, but he stayed quiet, letting her finish. He watched her expressions closely. He saw how Charlotte avoided looking at him and the way she rushed her words. How expressions and tone went from nervous, to indifferent, then anger at the mention of Kate. He couldn't remember the last time he saw Charlotte express such a range of emotions in such a short amount of time, and it worried him.

He sat for a second, gathering his thoughts, trying to decide how he would respond. Part of him wanted to be romantic, grab her in his arms, kiss her deeply and show Charlotte that she had nothing to worry about in regards to Kate, that she had no reason to be jealous. The other part wanted to sit her back down, talk to her seriously and counter her every argument. He wanted to assuage her worry, assure her that he was serious, and comfort her.

Chase was still surprised by how much anger and resentment she seemed to hold against Kate, and she didn't even know the whole story yet. He wasn't sure if he wanted to share with her the hell he had gone through with Kate now. Chase didn't want to add stress to her or see Charlotte so angry and upset. He thought Charlotte had experienced enough emotional and psychological turmoil for one lifetime and didn't want to add to it more if he didn't have to. Maybe sometime in the future, once everything settled down, he'd get help. For now, his focus was on building a solid relationship with his little sister turned girlfriend.

Chase stood and walked to Charlotte. He put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently. "First off, we'd deal with it. Together. I will take full responsibility for my actions and be there for you and the baby if there is one." Chase spoke firmly, making it clear to Charlotte that he was not going to let her go through that alone. "Second, I'll get protection anyway. We don't have to use it, but it's nice to have it around in the case." Chase stepped in front of Charlotte and put a hand under her chin. Gently he tilted her head up and gave her a smile. "Third, we don't need to talk about her anymore or think about her. She doesn't deserve to get that mental energy from us." He leaned forward and kissed the tip of her nose.

When he pulled back from the kiss, he noticed that he had left a small spot of blood. His lip must have opened up, yet again. He probably needed stitches. More importantly, he remembered that he would have to explain his sorry state to his parents. His smile faded and Chase pulled his hand back to rub the bridge of his nose. "I should probably head over to urgent care and get checked out." Chase sighed, hoping that he had enough cash on hand to pay for the visit. All his cards were maxed out from paying the vendors, and he wouldn't be getting any of his deposits back, so, until his next paycheck, he was strapped for cash. "And we have to figure out how to explain my sorry state to Mom and Dad. Any ideas?" Chase wasn't going to say anything about his financial state to Charlotte. Worse comes to worse, he would call Kate and demand she Venmo him some money to cover the costs, or she could deal with him suing her for all she owed him, and more. Not the path he wanted to take, but there weren't many other choices. "Think they would believe that I got into a fight at a bar?" He suggested with a halfhearted chuckle, knowing that they wouldn't.
 
Chase made it clear he was with her heart and soul. He brought her head up and smiled not wanting them to give Kate any more attention. It was so bizarre to hear him speak about such things confidently to her, his sister! Being there if she accidentally got pregnant, getting protection just because….this was happening. She was really sleeping with her brother and in a relationship. He pulled her thoughts away from being baffled by stating he needed to go to urgent care and joked about being in a bar fight. Charlotte knew their mother was going to have a nervous break down after seeing him this evening. She shrugged not knowing how to respond but she figured the truth with Kate was going to come out, she was a horrible person who was manipulative and abusive.

Chase got cleaned up, it was his turn to take a quick shower, safer to not smell like Char even if he would want to all day. He would change and while he was going that Charlotte would check a couple of things on her couple, messaging her best friend Tess. She knew she couldn’t say anything, not yet anyway or for a while. It was normal for her to fall off the planet online. Chase poked his head in and she turned seeing his drying his hair, freshly changed, hair still wet, face all fucked, she just stared and made a face and looked back at the computer, as if mocking her own stupidity, she was not going to be weak…. not now. He would ask if she was coming, almost teasingly and she eyed him but turned off her monitor following him downstairs.

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When they locked up and left, they took Charlotte’s car as it was better on gas being a Prius, she drove. They went to urgent care and after he saw a nurse practitioner and got some pain medicine and anti-inflammatory, they released him with a few prescriptions. He stood as he checked out and the appointment was over a hundred dollars which he didn’t have. She noticed him count through his cash and struggle with what credit card to use. Before he could pull one out she took her bank card out and gave it to the receptionist, she ignored any reaction. The receptionist scanned it and printed him a receipt. Before Chase could start bitching she grabbed the keys and headed out of the building before he could. He probably would not be happy she just spent almost $200 for him.


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“Just get in the damn car and shut up…” She laughed annoyed, rolling her eyes. She was buckling up, as she was starting the car she felt her face being grabbed and jerked just a little. She breathed out and felt his lips once again crushed against her own, she gasped out in a weird surprised moan. She could feel his emotions, his slight aggression. If he couldn’t argue, maybe this was the next best thing. Luckily his lip had a water-resistant bandage on both of his cuts on his lips that would dissolve. His lips were still swollen, his eye was now a darkly bruised. She breathed out a little surprised. She closed her mouth, eyeing him, as if to ask if he was finished. He would seem entertained with her reaction. She would exhale and start the car.

She would go through the drive thru of a local jack n the box and order a delux chicken bacon ranch sandwich, curly fries and two tacos with a large coke, before even looking to him to get his order. She was starving. She noticed he had already taken her wallet shoving it in the glove department out of her reach and gave her cash. She grabbed it violently eyeing him while giving the rest of his order. She pulled forward after ordering, paid and once they got their food. She pulled into the parking lot, grabbing her food. She would consume the sandwich in almost four to five bites, while slurping a good potion of her soda.
 
Chase took his time in the shower, he needed to make sure he didn't reek of sex for the rest of the day. Even if he didn't mind the smell, actually he enjoyed it, it would arouse suspicion with their parents. He finished getting cleaning up in a half-hour, got dressed in a navy-blue v-neck t-shirt, and some light wash jeans, and then headed back to Charlotte's room. His face was still a mess, but he had managed to wash off most of the dried blood that wasn't scabs. "I'm heading out." He said as he dried his hair with the towel, ruffling it a few more times. "Are you coming with?"

Chase held the door open for Charlotte and locked the door behind them. Since one of his eyes was still pretty swollen and his vision was a little blurry, Chase suggested that Charlotte drive, making the excuse that her car had better mileage. He didn't want her to know just how badly he had been hurt. Once at the urgent care, a nurse behind the desk saw him and gasped. She rushed him to the back to see a nurse practitioner right away, leaving Charlotte in the waiting room.

"So Chase, tell me again what happened?" The nurse practitioner asked him again, this time taking notes on her tablet. Chase retold the story once more, he knew the drill all too well by now. "Are you sure you don't want to press charges? I'm looking at your chart, and this isn't the first time you've been seen for something like this. You've been in and out of the ER or urgent care.... six times in the past six months." Chase shook his head and assured her he didn't want to do anything about it. "Alright. But if you change your mind, we took pictures of the damage and we will keep in on your file, just like the other times. Just, please, be careful." The older woman pleaded as she handed him some scripts for painkillers, anti-inflammatories, and some ointment to prevent infection.

Charlotte was at the reception desk waiting when he came out. He handed the scripts to the nurse behind the desk and she gave him a paper bag with a couple of pill bottles and a tube of cream. "That'll be $175, with co-pay." The receptionist said. Chase pulled out his wallet, but all he had left was $50. He fumbled for a minute to pull the bills out and pick a card to put the rest on when Charlotte pulled out her own card. In that moment, Chase felt a little helpless, and not in the way he liked. He was just about to say something to Charlotte when she bolted out of the building. All he could do was jog to catch up with her after thanking the nurse and receptionist.

"Charlotte, I.." Chase started, but Charlotte immediately cut him off. He could hear her slightly annoyed tone and saw how she rolled her eyes. Now on top of feeling helpless, he was feeling guilty and a little ashamed for letting his little sister pick up his hospital tab. It was clear from her words she didn't want to hear another word about it, probably not even a thank you, so he'd have to find another way to let her know how he was feeling. He got into the passenger seat, buckled up quickly, and grasped Charlotte's chin in his hand. Turning her head and pulling her toward him, Chase leaned in and kissed her lips roughly. He allowed his frustration toward the situation, the resentment he felt toward Kate, and his feelings of shame to be felt through the slightly aggressive kiss. Then Chase pulled away just as quickly as he had pulled his sister into the kiss and let his hand fall back into his lap. He nodded with a smile as she eyed him, feeling a little better after seeing her breathy and surprised look.

Chase was quiet for the next little while, only relaying his order to Charlotte, a large diet coke, and curly fries. He wasn't feeling all the hungry and the pills he'd been given would make him a little nauseous. While Charlotte was distracted, Chase seized the opportunity to hide her wallet while she was distracted. He handed her some cash for the food once they got to the payment window. He offered a charming smile as she gave him a stern glare, clearly unhappy with his actions, and shrugged. Chase stayed quiet as they got their food and pulled into the parking lot. He watched as his sister inhaled her sandwich and he took sips of his drink while slowly munching on his fries. Chase waited until she had finished her sip before talking.

"I will pay you back Charlotte, and don't try to talk me out of it." He said quickly, not giving her time to argue. "I've already decided I'm going to sell the house and try to get most of my money back. I use it to pay everyone back for the wedding stuff, pay my bills, and pay you back." Chase held his hand up as if to ask Charlotte to let him finish his thought before she spoke. "And with what's left, I'm going to look for a place. I can't stay with Mom and Dad forever. It is too far from work and I am a grown man."

In truth, Chase had been thinking about this ever since he and Charlotte first had sex. After that intense night, Chase made up his mind about the house. Kate didn't deserve it and he never really wanted it. Besides, it would help him pay off all the bills that had piled during the wedding. Having his own place would also allow him and Charlotte more privacy to be together, really together, and not have to hide their love. "I'd like it if you'd come live with me. I'm sure we can come up with a reasonable explanation to Mom and Dad without having to out our new relationship so soon. That is if you want to live with me." Chase leaned back in his chair and toyed with his fries. "Sorry, I know it is a lot to process, but I was thinking about while you are driving. You don't have to answer me now. I still have other stuff to sort out before I can start looking for a new place."
 
Charlotte had scarfed down her chicken sandwich and was mid in process of working on her large fountain drink when Chase started finally talking. He spoke of selling the house. She had heard about it from her parents and that was it, just that it was a big nice cookie cutter house. Her parents had even helped him a little with a down payment. Kate had picked it out and of course it was a little pricey and to much for two young lovers, but she wanted to live the high life when it wasn’t affordable. She wanted to live like a celebrity when she wasn’t one. He wanted to pay off most of his debt from the wedding and promised to pay her back, she didn’t have a say in it. She rolled her eyes, sighing looking at him, as if trying to silently tell him the money didn’t mean anything. She had her own savings, had been working for a few years and did actually really well for someone her age, even though she wasn’t living on her own.

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Then he invited her to live with him. After he sold the house and got his finances in control, he wanted to get a new place and wanted her to live with him. It didn’t really catch her off guard like he thought it would. Charlotte was unpredictable, that was for sure. She noticed how anxious he was, knowing it must have taken a lot for him to bring it up. She started shoving fries in her mouth and just nodded, she took another large slurp, not even looking at him right then.

“Yeah…I’ll move with you.” She said and looked up at him to see how dumbfounded he was. She wanted to bust out laughing but kept a damn good straight face and just kept eating to see his reaction play out.

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“Can we get a dog…. Mom’s allergic so….it be cool to actually have a dog.” She said, not really caring if they actually did but she’d milk it for all it was worth playfully.
 
Chase saw how she rolled her eyes. He knew that he didn't have to pay her back, but it was more about his pride than about Charlotte actually needing the money. Society had drilled Chase to be the breadwinner, the financial provider, and having his sister foot his bill at the hospital was a blow to his ego. He watched as Charlotte shoved fries in her cute face and downed another gulp of her drink. He wasn't entirely sure what her reaction was going to be to him asking her to live with him. If it was anything like the last few times he cornered her, he expected Char to blush, stutter, or refuse adamantly.

Chase looked at his sister with a shocked expression. His jaw hanging open and his eyes wide. Char had answered him with such nonchalance like he was asking her the weather or something. He had not been expecting the answer to come so easily, or so calmly for that matter. It took Chase a second to compose himself. He took a sip of his drink and nodded with a baffled smile on his face.

"A dog, cat, rabbit, anything you want," Chase said with a smile and a laugh. "I'll even let you pick out the place! I have no head for real estate or what makes a good place to live." He offered quickly, still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Charlotte was okay with it. Chase had always wanted a pet too, so he wasn't opposed to the idea of getting a dog at all. It might be good for him actually, to have a companion that didn't mind being smothered by lots of attention. Chase was well aware of the fact that he could be clingy at times and he didn't want to intrude on Charlotte when she wanted space. A dog would allow him to have a companion that didn't mind being cuddled at all hours or whenever he got depressed or lonely.

"Maybe when we get home....you can start looking at places?" Chase suggested sheepishly, hoping that Charlotte would actually like the idea of getting to pick out their place. "I mean if you want." He let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. Something was still bugging him. By the time they got home, their parents would be getting home soon after. Chase still had no idea how to explain his battered face to them while still keeping his promise to Kate. He knew that if he told his parents the truth, the first thing they would do is call the cops, then Kate's parents to demand an explanation. That was the last thing he needed right now, he was still feeling pretty emotionally raw after the fight a few hours earlier with Kate.

"Hey, Char..." Chase spoke up as they started down the street their parents' house was on. "Do you mind covering for me with mom and dad?" He knew he was asking a lot of her, to practically lie to them about what happened that morning between him and Kate. "Could you maybe, I dunno, tell them I got really sick and that I need to stay in bed? That way I can hide for a bit until all this.." He pointed to the bruises and cuts. "Heals a bit more, if not completely. I don't want to worry them, but I really don't want to talk about what happened this morning with them. Ever, if I can help it." He admitted, the shame heavy in is tone.
 
After eating and Charlotte promising she would try to cover for him, so he could rest and heal, they quickly drove home and got back inside of the house. Charlotte followed Chase upstairs and into the guest bedroom. She quickly insisted on making the bed, fluffing his pillows and getting him out clean extra comforters in case he needed them. She waited for him to kick off his shoes and change into some more comfortable bottoms before climbing into bed. Charlotte was tucking him in like some parent would, but she covered him up. She could tell he was exhausted and would hopefully pass out from his medications. As she placed a light peck to his forehead, really hating how bad he looked even if it was hot, unexpectedly he pulled back enough covers to pull his little sister so easily on top of him. Charlotte let out a noise and felt him push into her and she pulled back, glaring at him, which he would find extremely hot.

“…..Chase, don’t…” She whined teasingly, she crawled off and pulled the covers back on, eyeing him, almost motherly like. They couldn’t be intimate right now, no matter how bad they craved each other. Perhaps Chase found a guilty pleasure in knowing how bad he could easily arouse Char, it was extremely adorable. He needed to heal, he needed to rest, but he would be damned if he wouldn’t torture her as much as he could in his condition before he healed completely. Charlotte finally shut his door and returned to her own room. She closed her door and breathed out in relief. She loved Chase and god knew she was filled with so many emotions about being with him, she was definitely almost always turned on around him, a state she would have to get use to in order to function. She appreciated the moments of clarity and peace.

That night her parents got home the usual time. They cooked dinner and Charlotte helped, ate and explained Chase came down with a cold and was resting. His mom was almost up and ready to go check on him when Charlotte stressed, she was taking care of him. She didn’t want anyone else getting sick. Her mother trusted Char enough but insisted on making some home-made chicken noodle soup for him that night. That was always a plus, their mothers cooking was to die for, she might even steal some.

Char returned to her room later that night and found herself laying in bed staring at the ceiling. She was going to get up and sneak into Chase’s room and sleep with him for the night but had passed out without much thought on her bed.
 
"Thank you..." Chase said softly when Charlotte agreed to cover. It wasn't long before they were back in the house and in the guest room. Chase kicked off his shoes and pulled on some sweatpants while Charlotte remade his bed. He crawled under the cover and looked at his loving sister as she tucked him in. It was nice, being taken care of again. Something that hadn't happened since Charlotte came into the family. He didn't begrudge Charlotte for that, she was only a baby when she joined the family, and she had needed that attention. Though he was feeling drowsy from the medication, Chase really wanted to feel Charlotte against him again. He pushed the covers down a little and got a hold of Charlotte's waist and pulled her on top of him. He gave her a charming smile as Charlotte glared at him. Even when she was not pleased with him, she was so hot.

His smile faded into a pout as she pulled away and asked him to stop. He knew they both wanted this, even right now. He also had to admit he liked teasing her, knowing that she was easily excited by him, and he had a lot of fun riling her up.She was just so cute and sexy when she was frustrated and aroused. Charlotte was right, now was not the time. He nodded sadly and snuggled back under the covers. He turned to his side as Charlotte closed the door behind her and he passed out a few seconds later.

Chase managed to sleep with their parents coming home and through dinner. He was having weird dreams because of the drugs and was tossing and turning in his bed. He had managed to kick off the covers. He woke up around 11 pm, shivering, starving, and lonely. Chase sat up, still feeling groggy, and rubbed his eyes, wincing as he put pressure on his bruised face. He slowly got out of bed and walked over to Charlotte's room. Trying to be quiet, he quietly rapped on the door but didn't hear an answer. Chase opened the door and wasn't entirely too surprised to see his sister passed out on her bed, sleeping soundly with a peaceful look on her face. The sight made him smile and he closed the door behind himself as he entered her room. He was sure to walk quietly as he approached her bed.

Chase gently pulled the blankets out from under Char, then crawled into bed beside her. He was far too groggy to actually get up to any mischief. Right now, he just wanted to hold his girlfriend, his little sister, in his arms. He laid down next to her and pulled the cover over both of them. Chase wrapped his arms around Charlotte's slim body. He nestled his head behind hers and took in a deep whiff of her hair, it still smelled like her floral soap and relaxed him. He soon fell asleep again, feeling much better now that he was cuddled up with the love of his life. As he slept, stomach growled incessantly, but none of that woke him from his slumber.
 
Charlotte slept very soundly and peacefully into the early morning hours. Even when Chase had quietly came in to join and tuck them both securely in with her pulled against him, she didn’t even stir. She was to exhaust from the events of the past few days. It was around four in the morning when Charlotte slowly woke up feeling both warmth and Chase’s embrace as they were comfortably under the covers. Her string lights within the canopy gave a soft glow much like a nightlight. She carefully crawled out of bed and quietly went to the bathroom to relieve herself and was also groggy, very groggy. She managed to pull off her jeans and stumble into some short black shorts underneath her layered shirts. Her parents had the air conditioning blasting, but she had thick blankets to crawl under along with Chase’s warmth. She climbed back into bed trying not to wake Chase, but he had already secretly woke up, he was just pretending to sleep. He was waiting and gauging her reactions.

Charlotte was half out of it but lovingly combed her right hand through his messy hair. It was thick, dark and tousled. She was lying on her side. He was so vulnerable, and his face looked horrible, his black eye was very noticeable, his busted lip, other random scratches. Luckily the medication must have helped with the inflammation in his lips. He was gorgeous, attractive and even while looking so beat up, it made her constantly aroused if she focused on it. She swallowed spit and shifted, just a little, he was close enough to notice, how she kept her legs curled together. Somehow, he was so connected not just to her mind but her body, he literally could feel her arousal, even if she was adorably sleepy. He knew she was in love with him and it was so intoxicating to find her turned on all the time. It meant she really did love him. Kate was never really turned on by him, maybe a handful of times and that was it but nothing like Char.

He didn’t want to seem like a creep but in the back of his mind he had this odd notion that in the aftermath, Char would fucking love what he was about to do. They both had some semi dark fetishes, but it was his turn to take control. He just wanted to put her back to sleep, she needed the rest. He wasn’t going to let her fall back asleep until she was sated.

Without much further thought, Chase flashed his eye’s open. His dark eye’s captivating her own. She smiled softly but he quickly pushed halfway up and started kissing her, the force making her lie back. He adjusted himself, so he was hovered over, leaning on his knees, both of his hands on either side. He broke the kiss long enough to let her catch a small breath.

“…..Ch-ch-ase, we shouldn’t, y-y-you need rest.” She mumbled half out of it, he could feel her nerves but more so feel her denying her need for him, it was cute. Instead Chase let his hands slyly go up her thighs and entered her shorts, easily pushing aside her underwear. He was met with a pad. Somehow, he knew she was so turned on she was now wearing a pad for extra padding, now that was hot, she had no control over how aroused she was. He felt her nectar, it was thick. Her lips were puffed up and waiting to blossom open. He heard her try to stifle a gasp as his lips hushed her.

“Let me help you. I know you need me. I’ll be gentle and go slow….” As he said that he pulled his member out which was already hard and fully erect, the constant arousal was mutual. He slid her shorts down with his other hand, all while they were sheltered by the covers. At this point Char was trying to wake up and probably in shock while being turned on. He pushed her panties to the side and started kissing, sucking her neck as he pushed himself inside of her. He could feel her body arch, her chest push into his until she relaxed, her head was slightly turned but she made a soft whine, he knew it was from pleasure.

“Shhhhh….I gotcha, just relax…this is going to feel so good, okay Char.” He whispered and slowly, ever so slowly started moving his hips, gyrating in a circular motion, just giving her stimulation as he was buried deep in her walls. She let out another soft whine of pleasure, he felt her legs spread willingly.

“Wrap your legs…. it’ll keep me in.” He whispered, helping her wrap her legs around his waist. He started moving now in a more normal rhythm, pulling in and out but never really pulling completely out in soft slow thrusts. Somehow, he was in enough control to just focus on her and it was heavenly. He knew she wouldn’t last long, merely seconds he knew.
 
Chase started to wake up when he felt Char move out of the bed, the warmth that had been against his chest now gone. He peaked through heavily lidded eyes and saw Charlotte slipping out of her jeans and into a pair of black shorts that showed her legs and behind off perfectly. He shut his eyes as she turned around so she wouldn't know he was awake. The sight of her perfect legs and her plump behind had excited him in more ways than one. Chase was curious if his sister was still feeling the same, still turned on by his bruised and cut up face and still easily aroused by him. He liked that about her, that she was so turned on by him, it was beyond flattering. When Charlotte climbed back into bed, he let out a soft sigh and rolled onto his side, facing her. He hummed happily as her fingers ran through his thick brown hair, enjoying the feeling of the gentle touch. He let the moment last for a little and listened to Char swallow hard and shift her legs, which were curled up against her body. Now he knew for sure she was struggling with her own arousal, and he would take advantage of it.

Chase opened his eyes and stared into her own deep brown ones. A smile curled in the corners of his mouth as Char smiled at him, then leaned closer to her face, capturing her lips in a passionate but forceful kiss. He climbed on top of Charlotte as he pressed his lips firmly to hers, his hands gripping her face as his lips moved against her soft but still chapped ones. He was kneeling over her when he broke the kiss and placed his hands on either side of her head as he looked down at her. He knew what the next words would be out of her mouth and knew just what to say and do to assuage her worries. Chase didn't waste any time in letting his hand find her warm and already wet center. He was a little surprised, but very pleased when his fingers pushed away her underwear to find a pad, already drenched from her juices. His smile widened as his fingers brushed up against her swollen and damp sex. Kate had only reacted this strongly once to Chase, but for Charlotte, it seemed this would be her reaction every time. His fingers slowly explored her bud as he spoke to her, assuring her, but also not leaving room in his response for Char to argue.

"Let me help you. I know you need me. I'll be gentle and go slow..." He whispered huskily as he sat on his knees. Chase continued to let his fingers roam between his sister's legs as his other hand freed his member. Once free, the fingers between her legs pulled away to pull her shorts down to her knees. He left her panties on and slid the crotch of them to the side, Chase kissing and nipping at her neck as he slowly pushed his length inside her quivering flower. He slid in so easily thanks to her arousal and groaned into her neck as he felt her wrap around him. He could tell Charlotte was feeling just as good by the way her body arched up into his, and the sweet soft whine of pleasure that left her lips.

“Shhhhh….I gotcha, just relax…this is going to feel so good, okay Char.” He whispered in a moaned as Chase began to gyrate his hips. It felt so good to be inside Char again, her walls squeezing him so deliciously as he ground his hips against her. He let out a long moan as Char's legs spread wider, allowing him to sink a little deeper. Chase moved one hand to his sister's cheek, pushing the hair from her eyes and rubbing it tenderly as he spoke again. “Wrap your legs…. it’ll keep me in.” Chase guided one of her legs around his waist, showing her what he meant before starting to slowly pump in and out of her body.

Chase was trying his best to go slowly, take his time, last as long as he could, but it was hard when she reacted so perfectly to his every move. Chase took slow and deep breaths as he tried to control the urge to pound into her hard and fast and focused on Charlotte's beautiful face. It was already flushed and her breathing quickened with each pump of his hips. The way her face twisted in pleasure, how she could barely keep her eyes open, and the way her body pressed against his. Charlotte was getting close and would be reaching her peak soon enough. "Let go, Char...Just let go. Feel me." Chase whispered sweetly in her ear and nipped the lobe playfully before continuing the kisses to her neck.

Chase sped up a little. The hand that had guided her leg to his waist slipped between their bodies. He wanted to give her another mind-blowing orgasm and had a hunch. His fingers found her clit and began to make soft and small circles over the hood of the sensitive organ. "Come on Char. Cum for me..." He moaned softly, feeling her body squeeze him more frequently as her body climbed higher and higher. It only took a few more slow but deep thrusts until her flower convulsed around his manhood. He moaned and bottomed out inside his little sister as she rode her climax out, his eyes watching her face as it contorted in pleasure. His own following just a second later, cumming hard deep inside her core as his finger continued to slowly tease her clit until her body stopped shaking. Somehow Chase had managed to keep his eyes open to watch his sister writhe under him in ecstasy. The sound of her ragged breathing, muffled moans from behind her hands, and the squelching of their mixed juices ringing in his ears.

Chase stayed inside Charlotte for a few minutes after he came, still leaning over her body, admiring her small, pale, flushed, and sweaty body under him. A dreamy smile plastered on his lips with sparkling eyes as he looked at the love of his life coming down from her own high. Chase leaned down and gave her forehead a soft kiss. "I love you, Char. So much." He said as he slowly pulled out of her, their juices spilling onto the sheets under her and creating a wet spot. Chase was too distracted by the glow of his sister to notice. He rolled off of her and onto his side so he could look at Charlotte and caress her face. He was exhausted again, and Chase could tell she was as well. They would both soon fall asleep as the cuddled through the afterglow of their orgasms.
 
Charlotte and Chase had quickly passed out after Chase had sweetly made love to her. An orgasm on top of mental exhaustion was just the right dose of sleeping medicine. It was only the sun had risen and it was a little later in the morning. Their mother was knocking on her door, seeming a little irritated it was locked but she had to expect it with Charlotte being a teenager. It didn’t take long for her to open her groggy eye’s and hear her mother.


“Charlotte? Are you asleep, please wake up and open the door. I forgot to give you the credit card and wanted to ask you to do another errand for me.”

Char finally kept her eye’s open and saw Chase was awake, they were both alert and knew this could be very very bad. Charlotte got out of bed, luckily Chase must have pulled up her panties and shorts and Charlotte silently motioned him to go to the bathroom and shut the door. He crawled out of bed and did so without being heard. Charlotte took a few silent deep breaths and opened her door, yawning, looking typical. Her mother seemed irritated but gave her an envelope.

“Sorry for waking you…I forgot to give you the credit card. I emailed you a specific list for food. Were having some friends and family members over for the game this weekend. Your father is working some overtime. Do you work today?” Her mother asked rooting for her keys in her bag. Charlotte yawned and shook her head.

“No I just work both days on the weekend….” She said and her mother frowned but nodded.

“Were save you plenty of snacks and food…..please check on Chase. He also has his door randomly lock…you two kill me. I knock before I barge in.” She teased making Char smile despite the situation, she really did love her parents, they were amazing.

Charlotte decided to follow her mom downstairs and shut the door behind her. Her mother kept asking questions left and right about Chase. Charlotte felt bad because of how worried her mom was over Chase and his mental health, with dealing with Kate. The super bowl was this weekend and even though his face might heal a little they would see the condition they were in.

“Mom Kate came by yesterday and her and Chase got into it…..” Char finally said, sighing while her mother looked at her daughter concerned, as if already knowing.

“Kate was screaming, being demanding and she hit Chase quite a few times…I think she’s been very abusive towards Chase. He looks fucked up.” Char said, using the curse word knowing her mother wouldn’t get mad at her for using it. Her mother immediately looked upset and cupped Charlotte’s face.

“That’s why he wouldn’t come down yesterday for dinner and you said he was sick….” Char just nodded. Somehow Char had a weird feeling, her parents were going to know about her and Chase before to long. Maybe not now or tomorrow….but sooner than Chase might think. Char had a very close relationship with her mother so it was would be impossible for her to keep things to herself.


Her mother looked upset but nodded. “Alright, I have to get work but look after him, is he okay? Do I need too---” Char cut her off simply by shaking her head, letting her mother know she had everything under control, it least she thought she did. Her mother bent down to kiss Charlotte on the head and squeezed her wrist before headed to the door. She turned back toward her.

“Feel free to use any extra money on yourself or him if you need anything or want anything….” She finished giving a smile. She knew her mother was trying not to panic, and Char nodded. She followed her mom and held the door open, her mother kept looking back and Charlotte kept a smile on her face. Finally, Charlotte shut the door sighing. She leaned her head against the door. She tried not to let her eye’s sting. How ling could her and Chase keep this up and would the whole family disown them. She hoped Chase wasn’t mad she told their mother about Kate but he couldn’t his forever.
 
Chase's eyes shot open as he heard the knock on the door and their mother's voice. He gave his sister a look that said "Oh shit." then nodded at her suggestion. He quietly ran to the bathroom and was sure to close the door silently behind him. Chase stayed with his ear to the door and listened as they spoke, waiting for an opportunity to sneak back into his room unnoticed. He left the bathroom when he heard Charlotte close the door behind her and waited until he heard their footsteps fade away. Once he was sure his mother and sister were out of his sight line, he dashed across the hall, unlocked the guest bedroom door, and slipped inside. He fell back on his bed with a sigh and let go of the breath he had been holding since their mother knocked. That was too close for comfort, and he was glad that he remembered to lock the door behind them. Chase wasn't sure how his mother would respond to seeing the brother and sister in bed together, let alone Chase's healing face. He laid on his bed for a few more minutes, taking deep breaths to calm his nerves and slow his racing heart.

Once he had relaxed a little, Chase stood up and grabbed some clothes from his backpack. He really needed to do laundry because with was his last outfit. He pulled out a Reptar t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and a pair of black pants with white stripes along the outside of the legs. Taking his clothes with him, he opened his door and made his way to the bathroom down the hall. Chase decided to take a quick shower while his mom and sister spoke since he was avoiding his mother. She hadn't left yet, he knew because he hadn't heard the front door open or her car startup. Besides, Chase had something else he needed to take care of. As much as he would rather take care of this problem with Charlotte, he had some other matters he needed to attend to concerning his job, the house, the wedding, and his apartment. Chase wanted to get it all done as soon as possible so that Kate would have little reason to return or bug him any further.

As Chase showered, he debated what he wanted to take care of first. He had to call the bank, the realtor, email his boss, and email the vendors. Though it might be a futile effort, Chase wanted to see if he could get any of the deposits back from the vendors and if the realtor could sell the house to the other couple that they had beat out. He knew he wouldn't get all his money back, but, something was better than nothing. Chase was blissfully unaware that at that very moment, Charlotte had spilled the beans to their mother, though he would find out soon enough. Chase finished his shower about 10 minutes after his mother left the house for work. He exited the bathroom in his clean clothes, his hair still wet, and went back to the guest room to gather up the rest of his laundry.

Chase slung his backpack, full of his dirty laundry, over his shoulder and plodded downstairs. He didn't see Charlotte and figured either she was in her room or in the basement working own. He walked through the kitchen, into the laundry room and dumped all his dirty laundry into the washer along with some soap before starting it. Then he walked back into the kitchen to make himself something to eat. He texted Charlotte to ask her if she was hungry but started making some oatmeal for himself. His jaw was feeling a little sore and his head was throbbing. Chase hadn't taken his meds last night, or this morning yet, but first he had to eat something. When Chase didn't get a text back from Charlotte within the next few minutes, he peaked his head out the doorway of the kitchen to the stairs that led to the basement and called out for her. "Char? You hungry? I'll make you breakfast."

Chase sat at the kitchen table with a bowl of hot oatmeal, a banana, and some orange juice. He slowly began to eat the soft mush, taking small bites of banana between each small spoonful. It hurt to open his mouth too wide and he could feel his jaw throb when he chewed. Chase was wincing as he ate, but pushed through the discomfort, only groaning a little when he bit into the banana and chewed the tender fruit. His phone buzzed a moment later, a text from his mom, asking him if he was okay. Chase thought it odd, she didn't usually text him when she was at work, but she had been worried about him after the breakup between him and Kate. He responded with a simple "getting better, thanks". It was true, he was feeling better emotionally, and physically he was healing well, but he didn't know that his mother knew about the fight. Chase kept his phone out and started to scroll through his email as he continued to eat. It helped distract him from the soreness he was feeling. He typed up a quick email to all the vendors, asking them politely if there was any way he could get some or all of his deposit back. He briefly explained the situation, leaving out the fact that his ex-fiance was an abusive psychopath, but that the wedding was off and that he was currently short on cash. Chase would understand if it wasn't possible but was just curious and asking is always free.
 
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