Interruption to a Bath

The next day was tough for Keitaro. Paranoia raged wildly through his veins. He wasn't worried that someone might have heard him and Kanako the night before, but rather, whether his actions towards Kanako might reveal that to any observer. Indeed, there was no way for him to face Kanako as he always had. Last night, they had crossed some line, some threshold, a point of no return. Every time he saw her face throughout the day, his heart thumped harder, but, and this was a bit strange to him, it didn't necessarily cause him to float in his mind's eye an image of what they did last night. No, his heart seemed to start racing on its own.

As they say, misery loves company, and he kind of wished that he could see Kanako just as flustered as he. It would at least tell him that he wasn't suffering like this alone. But no, Kanako seemed just as confident, just as boisterous as usual, especially when she was around him. Maybe it was her immense experience in acting as other people. Or maybe it was because she had always openly confessed her love for him, and doing so now didn't change anything. She looked so natural, so free from weight on her mind, that Keitaro almost burned up with jealousy. But that wasn't it, either. Instead, he felt genuinely happy for her that she was so without worry. A part of him wanted to get her alone and get from her what she was thinking, but an even bigger part of him wanted to get her alone to continue their adventures from the last night. And a smaller part of him was absolutely scared of that very thing happening.

These confused thoughts continued to haunt Keitaro throughout the day, leaving him exhausted by the time he went to bed. But even while lying on his futon, staring up at the blurry ceiling, he could not escape his thoughts. What did she mean when she said that last night wouldn't be a one time thing while she waits? Did she intend on coming to him every night? Would she do so tonight?

He suddenly heard a knock on his door.

"Yeah? Who is it?"

Keitaro sat himself up and put on his glasses. Just then, the door slid open.

"Onii-chan..."

It was Kanako, wearing only a white over-sized tee-shirt. She stepped in and slid closed the door.

"I've come to make you keep your promise from yesterday..."

"Ah"

Keitaro's heart skipped a beat. He had guessed that she might come, but he was in no way prepared. Kanako began to walk towards where he was sitting up on his futon, holding her tee-shirt by the sides and slightly pulling it up.

"Look, onii-chan... I'm ready"

The raised cloth revealed that she was not wearing any underwear, and Keitaro could clearly see that the insides of her thighs were already quite wet. One glistening stream was trailing itself down the inside of her left leg, down to her knee. When Kanako had gotten close enough him, he, as if hypnotized, reached out around her and grabbed her butt, bringing her body to his. He gently pushed his face between her legs and started to lap up the juices that was clinging to her skin, moving his tongue around the inside of her legs to her labia and clitoris and back again. The more he licked them up, the more they kept flowing.

"Haaaa.... onii-chan... that's good..."

Kanako whispered softly and took her hands off of her shirt. The movement caused the front of the tee-shirt to hit the back of Keitaro's head, creating a small pocket of air around it and making him literally hotter. With open palms, she pushed at the back of his head, forcing his face deeper into her, giving his tongue greater access to her genitals that were still hidden by her legs. In response to this, Keitaro used his lips to bite her clitoris.

"Mmm!"

This forced a louder moan out of Kanako. Keitaro stopped and poked his head back out from under her tee-shirt.

"You should be careful, Kanako. We might wake up Narusegawa."

Keitaro reminded her of the thin layer of wood that blocked off the hole between their two rooms.

"Yes, anything you wish, onii-chan."

Kanako knelt down so that their bodies were now even with each other and kissed him while wrapping her arms around his neck. Keitaro opened his mouth a little, letting his sister's tongue enter his mouth and caress his own. He was still not used to the kissing, but with Kanako, for some reason, it felt so comfortable. Their lips locked for a long moment, before Kanako moved her head back and licked his cheeks, lapping up her own juices that had gotten on his face.

"Your face tastes good, onii-chan... I wonder... where else I might want to try?"

Kanako said while licking her lips for effect. Keitaro, of course, knew what she was getting at, but the point was driven to him when she reached down with her right hand and took hold of his penis under his boxers. It had already grown almost to full size by now, and bits of pre-come was coming out from the tip. With her left hand, Kanako pushed down on Keitaro's chest, forcing his head back down onto the pillow. She then pulled down his boxers to his knees and took off her shirt before returning her attention to his erect penis.

Lying down on a prone position, upside down to Keitaro - so that her torso was around where his head was - she grabbed the shaft with her left hand and brought her mouth to the head.

"You know, being underwater made it a little difficult yesterday... I guess now's my chance to get a good taste..."

She began to lick at the head, sticking her tongue out fully and wrapping it around it as if with a lollipop. She tried to maximize the area of contact between his skin and her tongue. Her left hand started to slowly stroke the shaft. Pre-come was now oozing out freely, and she kept moving her tongue to the tip to lap it up.

"Mmm...! Kanako, that's good..."

Keitaro groaned involuntarily when Kanako wrapped her lips around the head, letting it get sucked in to her mouth.

"Onii-chan, you should be quiet, too."

Kanako disengaged her mouth and tilted her head down to look at him.

"Or maybe you need to keep it occupied..."

With that, she stepped with her knees so that they straddled Keitaro's face before roughly shoving down her crotch into it. Keitaro was a little surprised by the suddenness of her action, but he began to try to return the pleasure as well, licking all around the area between her legs. Her juices had wet that area thoroughly already, and he concentrated on licking it all up before playing with her clitoris and labial lips.

Kanako continued her service, placing the glans into her mouth once again and applying suction while she used the tip of her tongue to attack it. She recalled how effective this had been the night before, and she wanted to make him feel as good as possible.

However, Kanako was finding it harder to continue her more subtle movements, as the pleasure that Keitaro was causing in her kept clouding her mind, making her lose concentration and attention. She decided to take a more brute force approach and started to movie her entire head up and down, letting the tip reach all the way to the back of her mouth before pulling it out so that only the glans was barely covered by her lips.

"Mmmm...."

This was greeted by a hum of satisfaction from Keitaro, whose mouth was still cupping her. Keitaro started to concentrate his efforts on her clitoris, rapidly rubbing his tongue over the little nub. He inserted his right index and middle fingers into her vagina, and aided by the copious amount of lubricant already flowing from it, started to roughly graze the inside.

"Mmmmf...! Onii-chan...!"

Kanako softly shouted out, removing her mouth from his penis for just a moment. Responding herself, she started to pump her head faster, letting her tongue dance around wherever it touched his penis. She also began to squeeze and massage his testicles with her left hand. She could feel her orgasm approaching, and she wanted to make him come before she lost all control.

Keitaro was also thinking the same thing, and Kanako's actions pushed him to only move faster and more violently. In a moment of clarity, he could see what they were both doing, and he laughed inwardly at how his actions were causing Kanako to try harder, which only made him redouble his efforts, causing an infinite loop. But that clarity only lasted a moment before the pleasure overwhelmed him again.

"Iiii-shaaaan.....!"

Kanako suddenly stopped moving her head and screamed with her mouth still filled, before using her lungs to suck in with as much pressure as she could. Keitaro correctly guessed that she had hit her peak, but soon lost himself as the intense pressure from her mouth and the vibration of her mouth sent him over the edge as well.

"Ka... Kanako...!"

Thankfully, his voice was muffled by having her clitoris still inside his mouth, or else they really might have gotten Narusegawa's attention. Involuntarily, he thrust up with his hips as he felt the first shot of semen go from his body and up the length of his penis. The sudden violent action sent his penis further into her mouth and lodged the head deeper into her throat than before.

Kanako was surprised, but still caught in the ecstasy of her orgasm, she took it in stride. She swallowed each time Keitaro's penis fired off another round, wanting to take in all of him. His hummed moans caused by the orgasm sent pleasing vibrations to her body which was tightly gripping the futon.

Slowly, eventually, both of them could feel their senses returning. Keitaro removed his fingers which had rigidly frozen themselves inside her vagina the whole time. His penis had also shrunk down to about regular size, letting Kanako remove it from her mouth easily, but not before she was sure she had massaged all the semen she could swallow out of it. Once their bodies were disengaged, Kanako righted her own and leaned her head against Keitaro's shoulder.

"Mmm, hah, onii-chan... you, hah, taste quite good down there..."

She panted out; having to breathe through their noses the whole time had left both of them quite deprived of oxygen.

"You, too, Kanako."

Keitaro said while putting his right index and middle fingers into his mouth to show how true his statement was. Kanako smiled at the gesture.

"But, I'm sorry, Kanako, about that... Please, tell me if I hurt you..."

Keitaro was a little embarrassed at having lost control during his orgasm, and he was afraid that he might have hurt her again, like he had last night. Of course, this time, it was a lot more violent and perhaps dangerous than just rubbing her clitoris for too long.

"Really, you worry too much! It was a little surprising, but, I'm fine... As long as I'm with you, I'll be fine..."

Putting one of her arms and one of her legs over him, Kanako embraced him tightly, enjoying the body heat that he gave off. She reached up and placed light pecks all over his cheeks and lips before letting her head come to rest next to his. She closed her eyes, and Keitaro could see her smile contentedly as they just held each other.

"Well, I guess I should head back if we don't want to get caught."

Kanako said after staying like that for who-knows-how-many minutes. She stood up nimbly and put back on the white tee-shirt that she had shed. But as she was on her way to the door, Keitaro stopped her.

"Kanako, wait."

"What is it, onii-chan?"

Kanako spoke without turning around.

"I need to know... how can you do this? How can you smile, how can you be so natural, how can you sleep with me like this, all when I'm leaving you out in the dark, when I told you that I even don't know how I feel about you, when I'm being so unfair to you?"

At this, she turned around. Her eyes were a bit wet, but far from watery. Illuminated only by the moonlight streaming in, they stared at each other's faces silently for a while.

"Please, onii-chan, I might appear oblivious at times, but I'm not stupid. I know, I know that I've been unfair to you, too. Always being your little sister, and then suddenly coming out of nowhere to ask you to be my lover... where's the fairness in that?"

Kanako walked back and knelt next to him.

"As your little sister, I knew that I really had no chance to begin with. I knew that all my efforts were probably going to waste - but that's exactly why I tried so hard. And, and it's because of that that I can keep smiling like this. Because no matter how things end up, I got to have you, I got to be your first, and that's more than I ever imagined I would achieve."

She kissed him, lightly nibbling on his upper lip before standing back up and really leaving the room this time.

Keitaro was frozen. His mind was frozen. Realizing for the first time what Kanako saw from her point of view, his brain was unable to process this new information. He fell backwards onto his pillow, somehow letting the tiredness of his body make him fall asleep, even as his mind was still locked up. The one thing he did know was that his feelings for Kanako would never be the same again.

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Well, although I meant for Interruption to a Bath to be a set piece, as I mentioned in the notes of the first chapter, I just couldn't find an ending. As such, almost immediately after I wrote that, I started writing this, a continuation of sorts. I stopped writing it about halfway in, when I decided to start writing Snooping Around Pays Off. But I decided to come back to this now, because it was so close to completion; at about 2400 words, it's by far my shortest story, less than half the length of the first chapter.

I'll probably continue this story somewhat, but it probably won't be some deep romantic drama. Because, as you can see by my writing in the beginning and ending of this story, I'm simply not cut out to write romance. And most likely, it won't have a real ending, because I really can't think of a good way to end this story.

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If you enjoyed this or any of my other stories, I'd also request you to read Garden of Thanatos (http://anime.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600041477), a fanfic I wrote based in the Tsukihime world. Since Tsukihime and Type-Moon doesn't have its own section, I put it in the Miscellaneous section, which, of course, means it gets almost no hits.

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