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Sibling Rivalry [lucid_m and gondolina]

Gondolina

Super-Earth
Joined
Jun 16, 2009
Jessica helped her mom and her stepdad move their luggage into the boot of the car - they were going away on a friends' holiday for the next two weeks at least, and she felt a little sorry to see them go. It was the first time they had left the house since her mom had gotten married to her stepdad just a little over half a year ago, and Jessica knew that the holiday would do them much good. Still - she would much prefer it if she wasn't left alone in the house with that prat of a stepbrother. She hugged her mom goodbye, and shook hands amiably with her stepdad as she stepped back and watched the car drive off. Sighing and running her hands through her long dark hair, Jessica began walking back to the house. How very like her stepbrother to just slack off and watch other people do the work of moving luggage, she thought bitterly.

She moved back to her room, determined to ignore his presence in the house until at least dinnertime, picking up a book and laying around in her armchair to read.
 
Andrew was a positive mountain of muscle. Some even suspected he took steroids, but that was nothing but foolish fiddle-faddle. It was nothing but a lot of anger and a lot of determination. He took a long drag of his cigarrette, hearing the car drive away. Allowing the smoke to remain in his mouth for a second or two, Andrew released it with a loud exhale. The strands of translucent smoke ran over his bold features, pale skin, spiky black hair and glacier blue eyes. Aside from being a bodybuilder, he was a goth. The result of spending his weekends at S&M clubs and constantly experimenting with new and exciting drugs.

Andrew had one of these drugs in his hands right now.
He examined the syringe in his fingers, the transparent amber liquid inside it. Now all he needed was a guinea pig. Tossing out the cig, Andrew hid the capped syringe in his pocket and headed out of the bathroom. While crossing his step-sister's room, Andrew remembered there was someone else staying with him in the house during these two weeks. He approached the door in a flurry of baggy black cargo pants, chains and a sleeveless black shirt. Andrew leaned against the doorframe, glaring at Jessica with his piercing blue eyes.
"Whatcha reading, sis?" He said with sudden and uncharacteristic amiability.
 
Jessica had become so engrossed in her novel that she was oblivious to all that happened until she found her hulking stepbrother standing at the doorway, asking her what she was reading. Jessica shot a suspicious glare at him - he was never this nice to her unless he had something up his sleeve, and she wasn't in the mood to entertain him today. "Nothing that will interest you," she said coldly, waiting for him to leave the room, which he usually did. He never really noticed her anyway, unless it was to piss her off when their parents weren't around.
 
Andrew frowned at her, beginning to proceed into the room.
"I'm just trying to be nice, sis." He looked down at her gigantic chest, tiny waist and wide hips. The girl truly had an hourglass shape in the most exaggerated of senses. The Huge Man stopped when he was nigh but four feet away from her, his hands sliding into his pockets inconspicuously.
"You know, try to form a friendship." He said in a badly acted manner, the anger in his eyes and the bold expression on his face easily giving him away. Of course, Andrew was bored and he wanted a fight so she would get good and close, and he could slip the syringe under her skin.
 
Jessica looked up at him with another icy glare, wondering why he was being so especially annoying today. They usually kept out of each other's way for convenience's sake, and when they were forced to get along, like at the dinner table with their parents around, they usually ended up having a heated row. Now that the parents were gone, it was the perfect opportunity to get out of each other's lives, and Jessica had been sure Andrew would have jumped at the chance to treat her as invisible. She frowned when he said he wanted to form a friendship. It didn't take a psychic to know he was up to no good.

Closing her book, Jessica stood up and said, "Look, Andrew, I'm in no mood to deal with you today. Please get out." Jessica tried not to flare up at her annoying step brother. He was dressed all in black, as usual. She never understood why he couldn't appreciate the other colors of the spectrum but she guessed it was good since it made him all the more harder to see to her. But now that he was standing in the light, she noticed that he had particularly muscular arms, and a slim, toned body. Those arms - she wouldn't want to fight them, but she knew she wouldn't have to. Though Andrew was annoying and hard to get along with, he had never hit her.
 
Andrew approached the chair she had been sitting in, trying to get close enough without arousing suspicion. His arms flexed in anger at her statement, and his body seemed to expand in size.
"I'm just trying to be a friend!" At those words he stabbed the syringe into her neck with serpentine speed, pushing the pump down and forcing the liquid into her bloodstream. It would rush down her body and into her lions within seconds, causing her entire body to become alight with uncontrollable arousal.
 
(( I'm going to RP her lack of strength to fight back first, before she gets gripped by the uncontrollable arousal, okay? ))

It seemed as if some insane anger had gripped hold of her stepbrother as he shouted his defiance at her, before grabbing a syringe out of nowhere. Jessica was immediately alarmed, and attempted to sidestep away from his aim - but it was too late. He had stabbed the needle into her neck and pushed the liquid all the way. A sharp pain shot through her neck where the syringe had been and Jessica began to imagine the worst case scenarios. Perhaps it was a poison, and Andrew had decided to do her in after all. Maybe it was some sort of drug that he needed a human experiment on. She hadn't any clue what it was, except that she could feel it circulating around her bloodstream and it was not a pleasant sensation.

"You... you bastard," she managed to weakly whisper as she fell to the ground. She was conscious still, but it seemed as if she couldn't summon the least ounce of energy to do anything at all.
 
Andrew grinned as he carelessly tossed the syringe aside, looking down at her with cheerful, glacier eyes. He squatted down, getting a good look at her face.
"You know it." He purred, as he did with several of his lovers, "And now you're my little toy." He ran a finger across her cheek. Andrew thought that the arousal had already taken effect and she was just fighting it. Andrew gripped her face, forcefully lifting her by it and throwing her back into the armchair. He had known Jessica as a bookworm and an intellectual. And expected that getting her expensive leather chair all dirty would truly infuriate her.
 
Lying on the floor, Jessica could see the syringe clatter to the ground as Andrew tossed it aside. Though physically weak, her mind was still boiling livid. She never hated Andrew more than she did now - what was he intending to do to her? She could barely open her eyes, but saw that Andrew had squatted down and was smirking at her face. He stroked her cheek - Jessica would've shoved his hand aside if she had the strength to do it, but as she didn't, she only glared at him. Suddenly, Andrew took hold of her face and gripped onto it strongly, lifting her entire body up by his grip alone and threw her onto the leather armchair that she had been sitting on. Her body was still limp, the aphrodisiac had not yet taken effect.

"Now you're my little toy," said Andrew. His tone didn't sit well with Jessica, and she struggled against the weakness to fight him, but it didn't seem to be of any use.
 
Andrew bent down, pressing his lips against Jessica's as he gripped her gigantic chest greedily. The kiss was fiery and aggressive, only accentuated by the immense strength with which he groped and felt down her body. He slid his hands under her shirt, feeling up her heavenly skin and teasing the underside of the breasts. Andrew bit down softly on her neck, trailing bites all the way up to her ear before nibbling on it.
 
At first Jessica had thought that Andrew had given her a dose of strong sedative so he could do some inhumane scientific experiments on her. She was not prepared for when he leaned down on her and began to kiss her - if he considered that a kiss. His hands were lustily groping her large breasts, as if trying to grab it from any position available. Jessica could not move her lips, nor any part of her body to push him off, but she felt like he was trying to eat her mouth out. An immense disgust filled her, being kissed and groped by a person that she so hated, but it did not prepare her for what he did next.

Andrew was apparently not satisfied with groping her through her t-shirt, but had slipped his hand underneath her shirt and began to feel her up shamelessly. His fingers flicked at the bottom of her breasts, as if teasing her. It was then that Jessica felt something different, as if she had developed an evil twin - she was beginning to like it. The feeling of having Andrew's lips on her neck, his teeth teasingly biting her skin, his hands caressing her stomach and her breasts under her shirt, was beginning to make her aroused. Jessica couldn't understand it, it was completely illogical that she would ever get aroused by such a person, much less one that was her stepbrother. But yet - she was. And worse yet, this arousal seemed to be lending her more and more energy, which was to be used in a way that she completely did not want to, but yet could not help. Her mouth opened and Jessica heard herself give a soft moan. It was embarrassing, to say the least. A moist sensation was felt at her panties, as if she had wet herself slightly. Her hand began to move downwards, stroking her thigh below the hem of her shorts.
 
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