Sibling Ties

Welkin and Isara sighed as they entered the old home. It had been forever since he'd seen the old house, and after the explosive skirmish he'd just survived, he was all too glad to see it.

"Whew...Hey, Is, mind grabbing me a glass of something cold?"

The young girl nodded as she poured a cup of some lemonade she had made earlier. Welkin thankfully took the drink and tilted both the glass and his head back, drinking as deeply as he could.

"Ah...sure hits the spot. I missed your drinks at the school, Is."

Isara giggled as she poured herself a drink. "So, Welkin, do you think we can move all the stuff out?"

Welkin nodded, absentmindedly shaking the glass, the drink and ice sloshing about. "We'll be able to grab what you'll need to move to the capital."

Isara nodded as she sipped on her own drink. "How long will it take?"

"Well, since I'm here, we may as well start tonight. Don't tell me Martha wants to help..."

"Oh, no, she's just concerned for the both of us," Isara noted. "Aren't you tired in the least?"

"Nah, just need to take a nap." Welkin waved her concern away.

"Can we at least move some of Dad's old stuff out of he attic? I'd hate to think what would happen if it was lost..." Isara smiled as she set her glass down.

"Sure, later tonight. For now, lemme take a nap."

Isara nodded as she collected both glasses, her hand touching Welkin's. For a second, they stayed locked, and then Isara pulled her hand away shyly, her face tinged red. Welkin smiled as he picked up his rucksack and headed for a room.

***

Several hours later, the both of them were carefully shifting stacked boxes in the old attic as they looked through the old photos.

"Aww...there's a younger you!" Welkin teased as he pointed out a photo marked 'Isara, 3.'

"Welkin!" Isara's face burned as she snatched the photo back and placed it back into the folds of the book they found it in. "C-can we look at something else?"

The both of them laughed as they found another photo, a much older one with both of them in it.

"See? Much better, right?"

It was the last photo Welkin had taken before he'd left for his education. "Remember? You had been so mopey that day it took all of my effort just to make you smile for that photo..."

Isara smiled a little. "Yeah, I feel kinda silly about that...I felt much better later that night."

It had been Welkin's turn to smile as he turned his face away from his younger sister. His own face turned a little red. "Y-yeah."

Again, their hands met as they looked at each other and smiled. "You know, Is...I missed you every day while I was gone."

"I missed you too, Welks..." Welkin squeezed his little sister's hand before releasing it. "C'mon...let's move some of these boxes downstairs and then, we, uhm..."

Isara carefully lifted one up as she made her way downstairs next to some other packed crates. "We what?" she asked, curiously.

"Uhm...nothing." Welkin said as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "We'll worry about it later."

"Welkin..." Isara placed her box of photos down and stared at her brother. "Just tell me already."

The younger teacher sighed as he opened his arms to admit defeat. "Remember that night before I left and you complained about not having a boyfriend?"

"Of course I do!" Isara said, her face blushing as attempted to cover it with her hands. "And then I was all sad because you were leaving and I started asking how I was ever going to get my first kiss."

"So we headed out to the lake and then we kept talking for what seemed like forever..." Welkin recounted.

"Yeah, and then you had the nerve to kiss me on the spot!" Isara said with mock anger, her tone of voice more indicative of embarrassment. "I'd never thought I'd get over that."

"You were about as red as you are, now, Is," Welkin continued, voice softer as he brought his hand to hers.

Isara reacted entirely too slow, her visage a mix of embarrassment, anger, and confusion as she turned it to her half brother, just in time for him to meet their lips.

Welkin's hand worked around to the small of her back, pulling her ever so closer. Isara didn't know what to do, so instead relaxed in the man's gentle grip, sharing her second kiss with him.

The siblings' lips parted. "W-Welks, what are you-" Welkin silently interrupted her with a finger over her pale lips, and, with a smile, gently pressed her against the nearest wall to bring her into another of those lovely kisses.

He continued to pull her closer, one hand still caressing her back, the other holding one of her hands. Isara's eyes closed as she fully gave into Welkin's soft embrace.

The kiss finally ended, but Isara's lips ached to experience that light kiss one more time. Finally, her eyes opened and her gaze met Welkin's, the both of them completely silent.

"Let's head for your bedroom."

Before Isara could even protest, Welkin softly lifted Isara off her feet and carefully carried her to her own room. and carefully laid her down on the silky-smooth sheets. "Is...just relax...okay?"

Despite his assurances, Isara couldn't help but tense as Welkin began to slowly strip her her outfit off. First went her traditional shawl, and Welkin plucked it off easily.

Next came Isara's simple dress. Welkin carefully unbuttoned the blouse, carefully pulling it off before lightly tossing it aside. Isara shyly covered her chest despite the fact she wore a bra.

"W-Welkin..." Her face continued to burn with embarrassment, but something else was mixed in - a little curiosity, or excitement, perhaps? "Wh...what...?"

"Listen, Is..." Welkin smiled as he lay next to her, carefully brushing a few strands of hairs aside from her forehead. "I realized how much I missed you while I was away..."

Welkin's hand traveled lower as it brushed against her stomach, and Welkin felt Isara's excited twitch. He placed a hand on her modest skirt, but she stopped him with her own hand. "Let me..."

He nodded as Isara carefully slipped out of the lower part of her dress, leaving her simple panties on. She then quickly untied her boots before casually tossing those aside as well.

Welkin's hand continued to caress her her soft curves, his hand playing carefully over her soft skin. Isara giggled, his light brushes of the hand almost ticklish, but soon she found his hand at her back again...and this time, he was tugging at her bra.

Isara slightly froze up, but she nodded for her brother to continue. His hand pulled upwards and Isara raised her hands as he pulled it free. Isara shyly giggled as her breasts were now completely exposed. She shifted uncertainly, this experience completely new to her.

"Like I said, Is...relax." Welkin carefully held one of her hands and maneuvered it to one of her own breasts, and squeezed carefully. She cooed softly as she massaged her own flesh.

His hand left hers and he began to carefully caress her other breast, especially teasing her nipple. Isara giggled once again, but soon she gave way to soft moans. They multiplied in volume when Welkin suddenly moved closer to lick.

She squealed in soft delight as Welkin's other hand moved to between her legs, rubbing the soft cotton panties, her moans becoming yet even louder, and finally, Welkin slipped them off, exposing her completely. She shut her eyes as Welkin finished licking her breast and began to move his tongue lower.

"We...Welkin..." Isara squirmed slightly as she shifted onto her back and Welkin crawled to the foot of her bed, stopping the licking for a few seconds. She braced herself as his hot and wet tongue first brushed her inner thighs and moved in yet even deeper.

Finally, Welkin licked his way into her, causing her to curl her toes as she held her brother's head carefully with one hand. Her moans began to mix with sweaty gasps as he continued to lick over and over, but suddenly, he stopped. Isara looked up.

"Big brother...wh...why'd you stop?"

Welkin smiled and suddenly, he unzipped his pants. "Sis...we should be able to make each other feel better at the same time..."

She blushed slightly as Welkin moved on top of her. Ever so carefully, she took an experimental lick of Welkin's shaft. He shivered slightly and she took that as her cue to continue, her hands carefully stroking his member as she licked up and down. She spread her legs as Welkin continued to lick her up as well.

For a short while, she continued her pace, but soon, she sped up, driving herself into a frenzy as Welkin continued as well. Suddenly, she gasped as Welkin's fingers entered her.

"No...no fair..." she gasped, but then decided to ramp up her own efforts to please her brother. Carefully, she parted her lips, then took the shaft into her own mouth.

Welkin gasped in pleasure as the young Darcsen held his penis, licking and sucking, her head bobbing back and forth as she worked the entire length. The both of them continued their pace until quite suddenly, Welkin came in Is' little mouth. She pulled her mouth away, but savored the bitter saltiness..

"S...sorry, Is...I...that's never...uh..." Welkin looked quite embarrassed, but Isara smiled.

"It's time we go deeper, Welks..."

Welkin shifted again, this time facing right side up as he placed both hands upon her shoulders. Isara winced slightly as he placed the tip against her womanhood. For a moment, he stared deep into her eyes...

...and then, he began the slow, grinding push inside of her. Isara closed her eyes as her brother pushed in, and she wrapped her arms around him, hugging as he finally stopped.

The both of them called each other's names out softly, and then, he softly began to thrust into her, causing Isara to scream her brother's name in a fit of lust. Welkin responded simply by quickening the pace.

Isara fingers clawed and scratched into her brother's back, but he barely took any notice as he pumped harder and faster, Isara moaning and gasping for air as their sweaty bodies rubbed against one another.

Soon, her legs wrapped around Welkin's waist, and she pulled herself as tight and close to Welkin as he thrust in yet even faster, pressing Isara into the bed. "B-be...careful...d-don't..."

"I know...Is..." Welkin replied hoarsely still enjoying himself. He continued to suck in air as the tempo continued, and soon, Isara's screams matched the intensity of his thrusts.

With one final thrust, he then pulled out as Isara quickly moved int to suck once again, enjoying the salty spray of his orgasm. She sucked and licked as hard as she could before falling back, gasping for air as her brother lay next to her, their hands finding each others. For a while they lay as the sweat cooled.

"Welkin...I...love...you..." Isara managed to gasp out slowly.

"Love you too, sis..." Welkin sighed, squeezing her hand.

***

Morning came as the both of them cheerily finished off breakfast. "Hey, Is...?"

"Yeah?" Isara asked, moving yet another crate of stuff from the attic.

"I'm heading out to town with Alicia today, kay?" Welkin asked as he pulled his shoes on. "You and Martha take it easy on the work, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be careful. And Welks?"

"Hm?"

Isara pecked her brother on the cheek. "Thanks for last night."

Welkin carefully held the back of his neck. "Aw, it was nothing, Is. D...do you wanna...again, tonight...?"

Isara giggled softly as she began climbing the stairs to the attic. "You bet."