Luna and Feliciana Ch. 05

"The more you sit on my lap, being close to me, the more you love this feeling, Luna."

She whimpered softly as he called her by name. "...yes..." His lap was amazing.

He stared into her gaze for a moment, capturing all of her mindless self in his eyes. "You love being close to me like this."

"...I love being close to you..." She said it more confidently than before.

"You love your brother, don't you?"

"...I love my brother..." She would have been embarrassed to admit this a year ago. Hell, she would have been embarrassed to admit this a week ago - and even then it would be strictly familial love. This was something further, and she felt it all the same.

He rubbed her side gently. "You love being noticed by your brother."

"...I love being noticed by my brother..." Again, holding true from their youth.

"You love making your brother happy." He brought an arm around her to hold her close.

She couldn't justify this one as easily in her mind, but her mouth was already in a pattern, and before she knew it the words were through her lips. "...I love making my brother happy..."

He smiled as he traced her thigh. "Making your brother happy makes you happy."

This was an entirely different phrasing, so the lack of justification caught up to her. She fell silent.

He stared at her for a moment before continuing. "Making your brother happy makes him notice you."

That was visibly true, as determined by his fingers snaking up her shorts. "...making my brother happy makes him notice me..."

He nodded. "Your brother noticing you makes you happy."

Obviously. "...my brother noticing me makes me happy..."

He smiled. "So, then..."

"...making my brother happy makes me happy..." She filled in for him after a bit, the dots firmly connected and etched into her mind.

"You'd do whatever you could to get your brother to pay attention to you, wouldn't you?"

She sighed softly. "...I'd do whatever I could to get my brother to notice me..." Luna liked the rhetorical questions he'd sprinkle in occasionally. It directed her so easily to the right answer, which was the answer that made him happy.

He smiled, and understood her thoughts. "You'd do whatever you could to make your brother happy."

"...I'd do whatever I could to make my brother happy..."

"Good girl." He gave her cheek a light pat.

She leaned in, soaking up his affection like a sponge. It wasn't condescending, it wasn't demeaning, it was proof that he was paying attention to her. She loved his positive reinforcement. She loved him.

Grant was surprised at how thoroughly his sister enjoyed him patting her cheek. Luna was radiating happiness from his demeaning words. He couldn't help but smile. "You love my touch, don't you?" His hands stroked her soft cheek.

"...I love your touch..." She blushed as he caressed her face.

He couldn't help but follow her blush down to her chest. "You want more of my touch."

"...I want more of your touch..." She sounded more comfortable than ever before.

He grinned, but reminded himself to take his time. "Where do you want me to touch you?" He whispered in her ear, enhancing the intimacy.

"...my face..."

Well, yes. Thanks Luna, that was already clear. "Where else?"

She took a deep breath in before responding. "...my legs..."

He stayed on her cheek for right now, but nodded affirmatively. "Mhm...where else?"

"...my...my hands..."

His hands moved down to her thigh as she responded, but he kept gazing into her deep, emotionless stare. "Yes...where else?"

"...my neck..." She was like a deer in headlights, utterly mesmerized by his steely eyes.

"Where else?" He took mental notes of where he'd been given permission.

She leaned back a little in his grasp, still clearly enjoying it as his hands snaked to the nape of her neck. "...almost...anywhere..."

The qualifier caught his interest first, but he remembered to count his blessings. That's a lot of places. "Almost?"

"...not...my chest...or my butt..."

That was to be expected, but it was of course against his wishes. It was excellent that she'd broached it on her own. "Why not?"

"...you're...my brother...it would be weird..." She clearly still relished in his touch; he could feel the heat from her skin as he interlocked his fingers with hers.

"How would it be weird? You love your brother's touch, don't you?" He grinned.

His words passed over her emotionless face, getting her excited just from the suggestion. "...yes..." She must have loved it more than words.

"You love your brother's touch, and you love sitting on your brother's lap."

"...yes..." She answered so quickly he wasn't even sure she interpreted it as a question. Of course she did.

With a chuckle to himself, he pointed out the connection she'd missed. "Then you're already touching your brother with your...butt." He caught himself before mentioning her ass.

She tensed up a bit, but it wasn't like he'd said anything incorrect. It was hard to argue with. "...yes..." The confidence had disappeared from her voice.

"Well then, you've already touched your brother with your butt. You can't forbid me from doing something to you that you've already done to me, can you?"

Her empty eyes revealed an attempt to scramble, and form some kind of excuse. "...I touched...my brother...he didn't...touch me..." She knew it was in vain. He could tell.

"The result's the same, though - and it wouldn't be fair to have more privileges than I do when you're coming to me for your relaxation, right?"

"..." She was stumped. It was time to go on the offensive.

"You pressed your chest into my side a little while ago as well."

That...was something that had happened. "...yes..." Her voice was fragile and weak.

"Are those fair exceptions for where I can touch you, then?"

As he looked into her waiting gaze, it was obvious Luna knew the answer. She just didn't want to say it. Maybe she thought she'd get an easier one if she waited, but now wasn't the time for that. Now was the time to make her his. Finally, she conceded.

"...no..."

He nodded in satisfaction. "Good girl."

Her eyes lit up at just the suggestion.

"So, where do you want me to touch you, Luna?"

She took a deep breath, and he held his own without realizing. This was what he had been waiting for.

She delivered. "...everywhere..."

His grin stretched from ear to ear. "Any exception?" He whispered so as to make it less embarrassing for her.

"...no..." She responded just as quietly.

"You want me to touch you, absolutely anywhere."

"...absolutely anywhere..."

"What about your chest, and your ass?" Blunt words made it more real.

She nodded, embarrassed.

While he wasn't one to wait to reap the rewards of his work, there was something Grant still needed to check on. He said it directly in her ear, to make it go down easier.

"What about between your legs?"

Embarrassed didn't begin to cover it now, and she lightly shook her head.

"You said you wanted it everywhere," he pointed out to her, knowing that this was a more delicate subject. It couldn't and shouldn't be brute-forced.

"...I didn't think of...there..."

He frowned a little bit. She must not have even pictured him in a sexual sense here. Not yet, at least. It was a reality check, a reminder that hypnotizing your sister is a marathon, not a sprint. Still, he had made progress. "Where would you like me to touch you?" he said as he stroked her thigh.

"...everywhere...except...between my legs..." Her embarrassment slowly dissipated (but her flushed cheeks remained). These were much more agreeable terms.

He slowly brought his hand to her breast, studying her expression closely. "You'll let me touch anywhere else, and you'll love it."

Nothing showed, even as her breath sped up. "...I'll let you touch...anywhere else...and I'll love it..."

"Good girl." He couldn't help himself, and he began fondling her breast. "My touch will make you happy."

"...your touch...will make me happy..." Her skin was electric.

"It's natural to feel nice pleasure." She shivered a bit as he whispered in her ear.

"...natural..."

"That's right. It's natural to feel pleasure from my touch..." He squeezed her breast softly.

With a deep breath in, she could feel relaxation flow through her. Her exhale was not nearly as steady as he groped her. It was wonderful.

He chuckled a bit. She was getting lost in the pleasure. "Isn't that right, Luna."

"...yesss..." Her breath seeped into her words.

"You feel pleasure from my touch." He copped a feel of her ass in his other hand, the comfortable satin of her shorts squishing together in his grasp.

"...I feel pleasure from your touch..."

"You love this pleasure." He could watch her face all day.

She gave a sharp breath, expressing her truth. "...I...love this pleasure..."

"You want to feel this pleasure. You want to feel my touch."

"...I want to feel...this pleasure...your touch..." Her breathy words came out in heaps as he explored her body with his hands, going everywhere she said he couldn't go - besides the one boundary. His heaven was with her tits in his hands.

"You'll think of this pleasure, won't you? You'll think of how much you want your brother to touch you, and keep it in the back of your mind."

"...yesss..." She was too far gone for full repetitions of his questions, settling into simple yeses and nos. Those were all she needed to feel this pleasure.

"You'll think about my touch, and the pleasure I give you."

"...yesss..."

"You'll think about my attention giving you pleasure." He was giving her all the attention she could handle. He already knew what her response would be.

"...yesss..."

As much as Grant would have liked to fondle his sister's breasts for eternity, Feliciana's interview was wrapping up in the study. It was probably time to conclude. "Move beside me again, Luna."

He could feel her hesitation to get off his lap, but she did as she was told. It was just as hesitant for him to take his hands away from her. Only their arms touched.

"Now, on the count of three, you'll wake up, feeling refreshed, and amazing. You love being hypnotized by me, you need my attention, and you love being touched by me...one...two...and three," he said as he snapped his fingers.

Luna wasn't sure when her brother had sat next to her, but it wasn't an unpleasant experience coming out of trance to it. Her pupils dilated quickly before she looked at Grant. "Mmm, thanks for that. That was really nice." She didn't want to rise out of his bed.

He gave a knowing smile as he nodded. "Glad to do it."

Instead of getting up, she set her hand on his shoulder. It felt good to connect. "Before I go, can I help you with anything?" Her gaze was direct. She meant it.

His brows arched - perhaps at her forwardness? It was still odd. "Oh, um, I was meaning to go refill my glass of water, but if you're offering..." After getting his bearings he slid his own hand down to her waist.

It was nice, and she hesitated to get up some more, but eventually complied. She brought his water to the kitchen and took out the filter, only to see Feliciana, with her more presentable interview outfit since taken off. She eyed her up and down, a tinge of jealousy running through her. It only worsened as their mother noticed her leaving, and stood up to enter his room.

"Alright, do you think you could hypnotize me now?"

Unbelievable. She was doing it two days _in a row_. Her mood had worsened already. She'd have to talk to Grant about this.