Chapter 321: Big Sister [3]
On the bed, Charlotte was hugging Brandon and pale skin pressed flush against his bare chest, as Brandon himself sat half-naked with his discarded shirt tossed aside on the sheets.
Elize blinked twice and her lips parted just enough for a dry murmur to escape. "...Okay."
Brandon froze ’Uhh...’
Charlotte tilted her head, still clinging to him, completely unfazed "Oh? Sister Elize," she purred sweetly, nuzzling against Brandon’s neck like a cat marking its territory.
"You came at such a wonderful time."
Huh? Brandon turned to look at the blue glow in Charlotte’s eyes and smiled dryly ’Damn you sister, you changed your personality to get out of the situation...’
"Elize- it’s not what it looks like," Brandon blurted as he tried to gently push Charlotte back.
His hands faltered against her bare shoulders, unsure whether to hold her still or pull away entirely.
Elize raised an eyebrow, folding her arms across her chest as she leaned against the doorway. "Really? Because it looks exactly like what it looks like."
Charlotte giggled, hugging him tighter and her bra strap slipped slightly off her shoulder as she did. "See, Kael? Even Big Sister thinks so. Isn’t this proof that I’m the closest to you?"
Elize exhaled, "Haa... you two... Honestly, I leave you alone for a little while and you’re already half-naked in bed."
Brandon quickly raised his hands, forgetting Charlotte was still glued to him. "I-It’s not like that! She was emotional, and then... and then she-"
Charlotte interrupted with a singsong hum, pressing her lips lightly against his jaw. "Mm, but Kael kissed me first."
"Elize, don’t listen to her!" Brandon pleaded, looking like he wanted to melt into the mattress.
But Elize only chuckled under her breath "Well, Charlotte... don’t get too intimate with him, since you are an Empyrean, your energy might overflow into him."
"So for the time period, avoid sex, after he has grown stronger... you can do that. Also don’t forget to use protection at that time."
With that, Elize closed the door and left the room.
What the fuck? Brandon jaw dropped in utter disbelief.
Even Charlotte was surprised and glanced at Brandon "Oops, what is my sister thinking..."
Brandon slumped back against the headboard, "She was just joking."
She only giggled, wrapping herself around him like a ribbon. "Don’t worry, little brother. I’ll protect you from Elize too."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to the bra strap on her shoulder as she began to pull it down "Mm... Big Sister told us anything but sex, so..."
H-Huh? Brandon hurriedly shook his head "No, No, wait, Charlotte..."
As the bra was about to slip down, he quickly raised his hand and pressed against her breasts to hold the bra firmly in its place.
But she only smiled with that mischievous, intoxicating glint in her eyes. Her fingers lingered at the bra strap, toying with it like a cat playing with prey.
Then, with a deliberate tilt of her head, she let out a long, exaggerated moan.
"Hyaaaangh~"
Brandon’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "What the hell are you doing?! Don’t make weird noises!"
Before she could answer, the door burst open again, and Elize stood there "What happened?!"
Both Brandon and Charlotte froze like kids caught red-handed.
Charlotte tilted her head innocently while Brandon looked like he was about to faint.
His hand was still pressed firmly against Charlotte’s breasts, holding her bra in place, and the scene was impossible to explain.
Elize let out a soft sigh "...Sorry for disturbing."
And just like that, she closed the door.
"WAIT! IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" Brandon shouted at the door, his voice echoing down the hall, but Elize didn’t respond.
Charlotte burst into laughter, collapsing against him, her chest shaking against his palm as she laughed harder and harder. "Pfff- Kael! The look on your face! Priceless! Absolutely priceless!"
Brandon’s lips twitched in exasperation "You... planned that, didn’t you?!"
She only giggled more, leaning forward to kiss his cheek with playful affection "Maybe. Maybe not. But wasn’t it fun, little brother?"
"Fun..." Brandon sighed, burying his face in his hands. "Now Elize thinks I’m some sister lover."
Charlotte only hugged him tighter, draping herself over his lap like a blanket as she whispered against his ear with a low, sultry tone. "Don’t worry... Big Sister Charlotte will take responsibility for teasing you like this. If anyone asks... you’re already mine."
Brandon tried to steady his breathing, but Charlotte’s weight draped over him made it impossible.
Every shift of her body and the brush of her skin against his bare chest set off sparks in his nerves.
"Charlotte..." he murmured, his hand hovering awkwardly, unsure of where to hold her.
She tilted her head up, her blue eyes shimmering with that obsessive warmth "You’re so tense, little brother. Are you shy... or excited?"
"I-Neither!"
Her lips curved into a wicked smile. "Mmm... Then maybe I should find out myself."
Before he could protest, she wriggled closer, pressing her body flush against his body.
The thin barrier of her bra barely kept her curves from molding into him, and she sighed contentedly as if melting into his warmth.
Her arms looped around his neck, pulling him closer until her lips brushed dangerously close to his ear.
"See? You’re warm... your heartbeat is racing. You are excited."
Brandon’s gaze quivered "That’s just because you’re... way too close!"
She ignored him, nipping gently at his earlobe before trailing soft kisses down to his jawline. "Mmm... so sweet. I could kiss you forever."
With a dry smile, he muttered "... Charlotte, if your real self comes back, she’s going to kill me."
Her smile widened, "But I am Charlotte too. One of the many who love you. Don’t you see? No matter which one of us you’re with, it’s still me. And this me... wants you badly."
Her hands slid down his sides, tracing the lines of his torso, then slipped lower to rest against his waist.
She pressed herself closer, forcing him to feel every curve.
Brandon sighed in his heart ’This personality also wants me?’
He doesn’t really mind Charlotte clinging to him like this or her wanting skinship... but when the real Charlotte comes out, it will be a disaster.
Suddenly, the fierce, possessive hold loosened and Brandon looked down just in time to see the sharp blue glow in her eyes flicker as a soft green seeped through like paint bleeding back into its original shade.
Charlotte lifted her gaze to his face, and in that moment a deep blush flooded across her cheeks, down her neck, and even burned across the tips of her ears.
Brandon, still holding her waist, gave her an awkward smile, trying to ease the tension. "Well... Charlotte, looks like we got some good skinship."
Her eyes quivered at his teasing tone and she swallowed hard, raising her trembling hands to adjust the strap of her bra.
But the movement was clumsy. In her nervous haste, the strap slipped further down her shoulder, and the lace shifted, her bra sliding slightly lower before she pulled it back up.
For a brief second, he glimpsed something faint yet against her pale skin, just above the swell of her right breast.
"Huh?" His eyes narrowed unconsciously, catching the shape before she could cover it. "...That’s-"
She immediately clapped her hand across her breast "Did you... see that?"
Brandon blinked, then lifted his gaze back to her face "Your genesis mark..."
Her blush deepened "It’s embarrassing... because I have my genesis mark on my breast."
Wanting to ease the tension, he casually replied, "It’s okay, Elize also has it under her breast. It’s no big deal."
Hm? She looked up at him in confusion "How do you know that?"
Fuck! For a second, his soul left his body but he kept his cool and explained "It’s just... one day we were talking about genesis marks and she teasingly said she has it on her underboob."
Hearing this, she glanced at his chest and saw the genesis mark.
Charlotte’s eyes lingered on him for a moment longer, then she looked away, her blush still burning hot across her face.
Slowly, she reached for the blouse she had discarded earlier and pulled it up over her arms and shoulders.
Brandon watched silently as she buttoned it and then he reached for his t-shirt.
Lowering her gaze, she muttered in a soft voice "You should... leave for the night."
He gave a nod, caressing his neck "Yeah, i should before one of your personalities appears and ties me here."
Hearing his tease, a small smile appeared on her lips.
His gaze softened looking at her smile and he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss against her cheek.
His lips stayed there just long enough for her breath to hitch and then, with his mouth near her ear, he whispered tenderly, "Never forget... I love you, Big Sister."
Charlotte’s whole body went stiff and her hands, which had been resting against her lap, curled into the fabric of her blouse, gripping it tightly.
Heat flared in her chest, spreading like fire, and she felt her throat tighten.
She dared not look at him... because if she did, she knew her composure would shatter.
Brandon pulled back just slightly, "Are you free tomorrow?"
Her lashes fluttered, and she turned her head away "No... tomorrow I’m leaving. I’ll come back on the weekend."
Leaning forward again, he brushed another kiss against her cheek "Then let’s go out that day."
Charlotte’s eyes trembled, and for a fleeting second, she thought her heart might burst.
She nodded, pressing her palm over the spot on her cheek where he had kissed her. "...Mhm."
Brandon got down from the bed and walked toward the door.
He glanced over his shoulder one last time, "Weekend. Don’t forget."
And with that, he slipped out, leaving Charlotte alone with her racing heartbeat.
When the door closed, she buried her face in her hands and whispered to the empty room, "...Idiot. How am I supposed to survive until then?"
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Meanwhile outside the door, Brandon leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath to control his own racing heart.
’Damn it, damn it, damn it... I almost lost my composure there and was about to kiss her lips.’
Remembering her blushing face, he covered his face with his hands ’How can she be so beautiful and cute at the same time?’
He lowered his hand ’I need some boobs to calm my thoughts...’
Running a hand through his hair, he took another long breath and pushed himself off the wall. "...Damn it, Kael. Get your head straight," he muttered. "Before you do something you can’t take back."