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Oof.
Hey, mornin’. What’s up? You’re not often this clingy, not that I’m complaining. How ya feeling, pipsqueak? Lemme see your face; come on, look at me.
Yeah, you don’t look great. It’s ‘cause of your period, isn’t it?
How do I know? Of course I track it. Gotta know when to let you win all our arguments, don’t I?
Ow! I’m kidding, I’m kidding! That was a joke! But, well, it does come in handy. Take a look at the pantry — We’re fully stocked with all your favorite snacks, you’re very welcome. Oh, and I got you another bottle of painkillers last week, because you were running low.
What do you mean, you never noticed? All my efforts these past how many years… Haha, no, I’m kidding, I’m actually glad. It means you never had to go without. Anything I can do to make my baby sister more comfortable, yeah?
Fine, fine, I’ll lay off on the hair-ruffling. But only for today — Ow! Again?! You’re gonna make me lose brain cells!
“If I had any to begin with”? Is that any way to speak to your wonderful, most excellent older brother, who took time out of his incredibly busy schedule to — stop laughing, vacation is busy! Ahem… who took time out of his unfathomably packed schedule, to make you:
…Tadaaa — this cheesecake? Heh heh!
‘Course it’s for you, silly. Here, I’ll cut you a slice — whoa, hey, watch out!
— Listen. As much as I love seeing your face at all hours of the day, if it’s this tough just to stay standing, you should stay in bed. Make me come to you instead.
Of course. It’s why I made this for you in the first place. I would have come to check on you if you didn’t show up.
Yeah. No, you’re right, I do love seeing your face. Thanks for coming out here, I appreciate it. But let’s get you back in bed. I’ll bring you the cheesecake and some meds later. You got any water in your room to take the pills with?
Nah, don’t worry, I’ll bring you some tea. Oh, that’s right, I’ve got something for you, hang on…
Look! I took one of the plushies you won from the claw machine and added microwavable beads. Stick it in the microwave for a minute or so, and…
Now you can use it as a little heat-pack, see? Here, hold it against your belly. Smells good too, doesn’t it? There’s lavender inside; it’s supposed to help you relax and sleep better. Which, speaking of: Come on, let’s get you to your room. Hup —
Shut up, you’re not too heavy. How many times do you think I’ve done this by now? ‘Sides, your room is close.
Huh? Not your room… the couch? Oh, so I can braid your hair. Alright, pit stop at the couch it is.
Lemme snag this blanket —
‘Kay, I’m putting you down now. Gonna wrap you in this fuzzy blanket, and then I’ll sit first, and then…
Mm. Whenever you’re ready. Come on in, get comfy between my legs, there you go.
No hair tie? That’s okay, I got one around my wrist.
Hah, since grade school. You never remembered to bring any, but you always got mad when your hair got everywhere. So I started keeping them on me instead. Came with the bonus side effect of getting to see you in the middle of the day.
There we go, braided and out of the way. Cute.
Yes, you. Yes, even now. Alright, time to extract myself. Gotta get you to bed so you can have your cheesecake. Sure, bring the fuzzy blanket, why not.
…We’re here. I’m gonna drop you off, okay? Prop you up with some pillows like this, tuck the plushie in against your stomach over here… good. Now sit tight, and I’ll be back with everything.
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How was it? Good? Well, of course; it’s my job to know — I’ve had years to hone my ability to guess your cravings. Don’t underestimate me!
Here, painkillers and tea. It should be cool enough to drink by now. Take the pills, and then we’ll get these cushions out of the way so you can lie down.
How’re you feeling, any better? Lemme feel your forehead.
Mm, at least you don’t have a fever.
What’s that? You still feel cold? Even with the blankets, huh… what to do…
Hey, who’re you calling a personal space heater? Is that all I am to you? Oi, don’t just say “yes,” you pipsqueak!
I’m glad that got a smile outta you, at least. Come on, scoot over a bit, I’m getting in.
Mm… just like old times, huh. C’mere.
Hm? Don’t tell me you weren’t going to make me massage your lower belly like always. Leave it to me — I’m a pro by now.
Come on, lean back into me. Don’t be shy.
Yeah, yeah, go on; stick your freezing-cold hands on my — Dammit, that’s cold! I know I just said you could, but jeez! You’re merciless, aren’t you? Phew.
Anyway — you like it when I press down right here, yeah? And when I do this… especially over… here…? Mm, looks like it. I’ve got you, don’t worry. Trust your older brother to take care of you. You can relax.
…Not much has changed since we were kids, huh. You’ve still got me wrapped around your little finger like nothing else. Nah, I wouldn’t give it up for anything. I’ve got you exactly where I want you: Safe and warm, in my arms.
Mm-hm. Go on, close your eyes. Rest. I’ll be here when you wake again, I promise.
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Hey. You awake?
You know what’s supposed to help with period cramps? Orgasms.
…Wanna try it out?
Heh. Let’s take it slow. We can stop whenever you like. Here, turn your head to me.
Mn. Mm-hm. Yeah… you’re doing great. Nh…
Let me kiss your neck a little? Nn. Ah… your hair, it smells like… did you use my shampoo? Mm. No, no, it’s good; now you smell like me.
Haah… mn. Heh, did I startle you? Sorry, I can’t help it, your ear is just too cute. I had to take a little bite.
You still want my hand here, right? Don’t worry, I won’t move it, I’m just going to use it to — bring you in — a bit closer, like this.
…Do you feel it? Do you feel how hard I am for you? Can you tell how badly I want you? Just how much I want… to fuck you?
Only if you’re up for it, of course. We don’t have to do anything if you’re not feeling it. I’m perfectly happy being your personal heater and masseuse.
But if you want…
…Let me help you feel good.