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Sharing is Caring	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 13770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Rosario+Vampire's setting, concepts, and characters belong to Ikeda Akihisa. I make no money from writing this.

Chapter List
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Chapter 4: Hey Little Sister, What Have You Done?
- Solo, Toys, Loli (sorta), Fetish (?)
Dejected, Kokoa flopped onto her mattress, accompanied only by her familiar, a bat named Kou who could transform into any number of objects, primarily blunt-force-trauma weapons such as hammers. A multitude of emotions battled for supremacy in the young vampire’s heart, as evidenced by the tears dripping down her cheeks and grinding of her teeth – not to mention her sopping-wet panties. “What the hell, Big Sis? How could you?” she snarled.
During today’s sparring session with the far-superior combatant that was the silver-haired Moka – her real Big Sis, not that phony with the pink hair – Kokoa had goaded her elder sister with disparaging remarks about her relationship with Tsukune Aono, a worthless human who’d somehow managed to attend Yokai Academy, the monster world’s premier high school in Japan. She could tell that her precious sister was dithering about it, keeping herself in a limbo of “maybe, maybe not” and stringing the boy along (not that Kokoa cared about that one whit). The redheaded younger vampire refused to watch Big Sis turn into a tsundere like the ones that so often cropped up in her manga – vampires were, or should be, above such clichés.
After being taught her place, Kokoa had spent a while recovering. Once she could stand again, she’d decided to snoop on her sister. Instead of breaking things off with Tsukune, as the younger girl had hoped, Moka had yielded herself to the human’s pusillanimous influence. The horrified Kokoa had watched through the window as her beloved sister took first the subordinate position and then the subservient one, both positions that no self-respecting vampire would take during coitus with a lesser being, much less a puny human.
Worse yet, Kokoa thought, was the utterly depraved look of pleasure on Big Sis’s face as the human ravished her, a look of purest bliss. Even worse, she’d clearly climaxed, demonstrating the perverse ease with which she could do so, thanks to her vampire libido and certainly not any skill on the human’s part. Worst of all were the words which Moka’s lips had clearly formed during the disgusting act: “I love you, Tsukune.”
The younger vampire retched. “Ugh. She loves him? Blech.” To herself she added, “Love makes you weak, Big Sis.”
Kou perched on his stand beside Kokoa’s desk. “What now, Mistress Kokoa? I think your plan backfired, whee!”
“I don’t know!” Kokoa growled. “I can’t believe she… ugh! With that pipsqueak, argh!” she pounded her fist into the mattress to punctuate each guttural utterance.
Maybe that loser has one redeeming quality, she reflected. Both times I’ve watched, the girl was having a blast; so he must be an excellent sex partner. Despite a sense of revulsion at the thought, the look of ecstasy that had painted Moka’s features – and, to a different degree, that dumb ice-bitch’s a few weeks ago – lingered in Kokoa’s consciousness.
Big Sis did say there was no substitute for the real thing, the young vampire recalled. I wonder why that is. She snorted. Not like any boy’s worthy of being with me… except…
Kokoa’s face heated as the thought rose unbidden from the murkiest depths of her psyche. “What. The. Hell!” she shouted as she covered her face. “No way! No fucking way!”
“What’s wrong, Mistress Kokoa?” asked the bat, fluttering his wings in agitation.
“I… I… I…”
“I?”
“I’mhavingdirtythoughtsaboutmysister’sboyfriend!” Kokoa blurted. “Ugh! Why? He’s worthless! He’s useless! He’s… human!”
“But, Mistress Kokoa, he’s good enough for Moka, whee!” Kou pointed out.
The distraught vampire sat up and stared at her familiar. “What’re you saying? She’s way too perfect for him… yet…” She sputtered. “She’s so far beyond me… and if he’s good enough for her…”
Kou nodded. “Then he’s good enough for you too, whee!”
Kokoa screamed.
After a full five minutes of screaming, the vampire girl flopped onto her back and stared at the ceiling, her fury spent. “No, no, no, no!” she wailed. “How could I? He’s off-limits! He’s my amazing big sister’s boyfriend! She marked him, for crying out loud!”
Kou fluttered his wings again. “Mistress Kokoa, you really should calm down about this, whee!” he urged.
Kokoa, however, was thinking about Tsukune. Not only did Big Sis choose to sleep with him again, she even confessed her love for him, she mused. Did I misjudge this Tsukune all along?
Her thighs rubbed together in a futile attempt to stem the tide of arousal rising within her sex, arousal that had initially been piqued by watching Big Sis coupling with the human. In an effort to alleviate the growing warmth of her body, she began unbuttoning her blouse to expose more skin to the cool air in her room. Fortunately, her bra clasped in the front, so it was easy to unclasp without bodily contortions. Soon her modest bosom lay exposed to the room.
Kokoa trailed her hands fleetingly along her bare flesh, panting. Familiar jolts of desire pulsed through her system as her fingers brushed her stiff, pink nipples. Her face reddened, nearly matching her hair, when she realized Kou was still watching her; she usually waited until he was asleep to do this.
“Hey! Stop staring!” she cried.
Kou started upward, spinning a one-eighty to face the other way on his perch. “Um, what’re you doing, Mistress Kokoa?”
“Nothing!” she yelped. Belying her protest, her thighs continued to rub together, and she started squeezing her nipples. The young vampire hissed through her teeth at the sensation.
Unable to restrain herself any longer, Kokoa hiked up her skirt and yanked off her blueberry-themed panties, sliding them to her ankles and kicking them off. Where they ended up, she neither knew nor cared. Briefly she ran her fingers through the patch of crimson curls crowning her groin before moving to her main goal: the fountain of slick need between her nether lips. With practiced ease she manipulated her clit, the “fountain’s tap” she’d learned about from her dirty magazines.
Kokoa gritted her teeth to fight the moan threatening to escape. Her thighs clamped around her hand even as it stroked. Memories of Big Sis with the human inside her whirled through the young vampire’s mind. As her pleasure grew, a finger slipped into her wet heat, followed shortly by a second.
After several minutes working her fingers inside her, Kokoa growled in frustration. “Still not enough!” she grumbled to herself.
Her sister’s words floated to the surface of her thoughts: “There’s just no substitute for the real thing.” Kokoa groaned, picturing Tsukune’s not-unimpressive erection, knowing there was no way she could ever enjoy it for herself – too many complications, not least of which was that she still hated the human, even as she lusted for him. Frustrated, Kokoa groaned again.
The vampire girl had a sudden flash of inspiration – a wonderful, awful idea. She lowered her skirt and covered her bosom with her hands for modesty. “Kou-buddy, could you… come here for a minute?”
The bat turned and, wearing a puzzled expression, winged his way to the bed. The familiar perched beside his mistress. “Whee! How might I serve you, Mistress Kokoa?”
“I want you to turn into something for me,” she answered with a sly smile, “something you’ve never turned into before.”
The bat smiled, eager to be of service to his mistress, especially in a novel way that would expand his repertoire. “What is it, whee?”
“I… don’t think I can describe it,” Kokoa replied, her face reddening. Rather than try to do so, she grabbed her familiar and willed him to take the shape she wanted. Their bond let her transmit the mental image by touch.
Kokoa stared at what she’d wrought: a steel-gray metallic replica of the only erection she’d ever seen in person, with Kou’s little face on the head. Blushing furiously, she returned to lying flat on her back with her skirt lifted up. She opened her legs and steeled herself for what she was about to do.
“Uh, Mistress Kokoa?” Kou protested weakly as he was maneuvered into position.
“Shut up, Kou!” Kokoa snarled, not wanting to think about this too much and, in the process, psych herself out.
As Kokoa pushed her Kou-toy into herself, she emitted an unwilling grunt of discomfort at the moment of entry, thanks to a slight tearing sensation. The vampire gritted her teeth and pushed farther inside, toughing out the pain. At least the stories about how much this hurts, she mused, were exaggerated.
The teenaged vampire worked the toy a little deeper, then pulled back. She pushed in deeper, then withdrew again. By the fourth inward push, Kokoa had inserted all but the last few inches, which served as a handle for the toy. Her free hand gripped the sheets.
Panting heavily, the redhead started thrusting her Kou-dildo in earnest. Moans threatened to bypass her clenched teeth, but only came out as grunts. I see what Sis meant, admitted the younger sibling silently, the feeling of full penetration pouring pleasure over her consciousness, especially when the tip of the toy stimulated one particular never-before-reached spot deep inside.
While the phallus provided the physical sensations, Kokoa let her mind wander to dangerous, even forbidden, places. She imagined pouncing on Tsukune and ripping his clothes off. She fantasized about pinning his arms to the bed and clambering over him, her nude body in close connection with his. She pictured straddling the puny human boy and sliding down onto him, slowly savoring each centimeter as she began to ride. She envisioned that, at the moment of climax, she’d puncture his throat with her fangs and feed on his delectable blood until every last drop of both blood and seed was drained. She anticipated the broken look on Moka’s face, the moment the elder sister would finally, finally acknowledge she’d been bested by the younger.
Kokoa gripped her pillow and came. Her thighs squeezed together around her hand, and her insides clamped onto the toy within. Muscles throughout her body clenched and unclenched in powerful spasms.
Long moments passed before the young vampire could relax enough to spread her legs again and extract her long-suffering familiar. Kokoa let out a slight whimper due to an achy soreness radiating from her privates. With a twinge of embarrassment, she released Kou, who resumed his usual form, if covered in her intimate moisture.
The bat shook himself dry, spraying droplets all over Kokoa and her bed; the vampire normally would’ve protested, but lacked the energy to do so at the moment. Panting, the bat flopped onto his back. “Today’s showdown lasted a mere six paragraphs!” he muttered. “Only, everyone wins, whee!”
Kokoa’s head lolled to the side so she could affix the strange little creature with an appropriately-exasperated look. “If you tell anyone about this,” she warned, “I’ll wring your neck. Got it?”
“Secret’s safe with me, Mistress Kokoa!” he replied, his eyes practically swirling. Now, though, Kou was thinking about ways to perform this service for her on a regular basis…
~~~~~
The next day, during their sparring session, Kokoa couldn’t help but notice that Big Sis had returned to form, her execution of each maneuver a study in flawless technique, leading to an utter trouncing for the younger vampire. Just as it should be, she sighed happily to herself. The small smile on Moka’s face seemed a permanent fixture.
“Looks like someone got laid,” teased the younger sister.
The older sister blushed. “It’s not just that,” she finally managed in protest. “I managed to… to confess to him – my true feelings, that is. He even accepted me as his girlfriend.”
Kokoa blinked. “I’d hoped you told him off for good after getting what you wanted,” she responded. With a deep breath, she decided to spill the secret she’d been keeping for a little while now. “That makes what I’m about to say even worse: I… saw Tsukune… doing ‘this and that’… with one of those other low-life skanks in your club.”
Moka’s eyes narrowed. “When?”
“A few weeks ago?” Kokoa shrugged, hiding her gleeful hope that she’d now ruined things for her sister’s violator.
To her chagrin, though, Moka relaxed. “Oh. Actually, I knew about that already.”
“What!?” blurted the younger vampire.
“It’s a bit complicated,” admitted the silver-haired sister. “Basically, we take turns as Tsukune’s girlfriend, and now I’m officially one of them.”
“You’re like… some kind of… of harem!” Kokoa sputtered. “How could you stoop so low? Even vampires only barely tolerate that sort of thing with other vampires – our moms hated each other, remember? How can you stand to share with lesser monsters?” she ranted.
“I don’t remember much about either of our mothers,” Moka replied with an infuriating shrug. “Besides, it’s only until the end of the year. My other personality made Tsukune promise to choose one girl by then.”
Kokoa folded her arms. “What if he picks one of the others? Not that I think he will,” she clarified. “What if he picks that lame other Moka? Will you still come out to play?”
“Of course – my other self and I promised to share Tsukune, since we’re in the same body,” she explained to soothe her younger sister’s obvious anxiety. “As for him choosing one of the others – I think he’d still release me to live my own life.” She smiled softly, almost affectionately. “Still, I doubt we’ll have to worry about that outcome,” she snorted dismissively.
“If he does, he’s a bigger idiot than I already thought,” agreed Kokoa.
Moka’s eyes narrowed as her smile took on a predatory quality. “Remember, though, that he’s still my boyfriend, and I can’t allow you to make such remarks about him. Learn your place!”
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A/N: You've been begging, even clamoring for it, so here it is: a Kokoa chapter! Probably not quite what anyone had in mind, but it's as much as I'm interested in doing with that character. I do have something else interesting in mind for her, but it won't involve her hooking up with Tsukune.
Good news - I finally broke through my writer's block with the penultimate chapter of this installment. This means I won't have to alter or delay my update schedule unless the coming semester proves too busy for me to write the final chapter in time. While this outcome seems unlikely, given that I have a month to write the thing, I won't jinx myself at this point either.
Thanks to everyone who's been reviewing this story thus far; I truly appreciate your feedback! Please continue; and if anyone else wishes to join the conversation, I welcome your reviews, PMs, or posts to the discussion thread on this site's forums (link in previous chapter AN).
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