Magic, Love, Family Pt. 02

Lily sat down by the edge of the lake, unconcerned. Tossing him the soap, she said, "be quick. You smell... horrible."

Raymond was puzzled at this display of indifference. He found it hard to believe that she was not affected by the idea of his nudity. They had taken baths together in the past, but that was the past. This is too much. Does she not realize she is about to see her brother naked? Do I even register as a male human being to her? Frustrated, he muttered, "I also have feelings, you know," and started stripping.

After he had thoroughly scrubbed his skin to get rid of any dried blood and filth from his earlier fight, he dressed in his fresh clothes all while keeping his eyes focused on Lily. He was convinced she would at least take one curious peek, but was he proved wrong when she didn't. He was at a loss. I don't know if I should feel relieved or depressed. Nah, I'm thinking too much...

Raymond suddenly shouted, "What are you doing?" as he watched Lily beginning to undress.

"Taking a bath," Lily replied, already in her underwear. "Aren't I allowed to be clean for my own sake, and of my own choosing?"

Raymond was left speechless. He averted his eyes in a hurry. "Can't you wait!?" he yelled, embarrassed by his twin sister's outlandish behavior. He waited until he heard the splashing of water, only then did he turn his head around. I don't know what I'm supposed to do now... Maybe I should ask about the war... She definitely knows more than that idiot, Rose.

"Lily, what's the deal with that war?"

Lily eyed him for a moment. Raymond could see her considering a response. "In short, there is a conspiracy," she spoke after a short while.

"What conspiracy?"

"Really? Now?" she asked, glaring at him, pointing that she was busy.

"... I'm bored."

Raymond waited for a while, but she didn't look impressed by his reason. "Tell me," he shouted again and again.

Lily, frustrated, yelled at him. "Shut up. I'll tell you... You should be more serious..." She looked torn. "All right, pay attention! Kyrgstan is an even smaller kingdom than ours, whereas Zekovia is part of the Tibal Alliance."

"Really?" Raymond felt surprised after listening that Zekovia was part of the Tibal Alliance. He didn't know much about the two kingdoms, but he definitely knew about the Tibal Alliance.

The Tibal Alliance, along with the Frito Empire, made up the two major powers of the continent. After thinking for a while, he declared, "the king must be stupid." Raymond had spoken callously because he had heard many a previous tales of mad kings or idiot emperors who doomed their own people. He guessed this situation might be the same. If you are going to war with the enormous Tibal Alliance with only the power of your tiny kingdom, then you must be stupid!

"No, he isn't."

"Oh, he isn't? Huh... weird!" Since Lily said the king isn't stupid, then he isn't stupid. If it was anyone other than Lily who said those words, he would raise his doubts and question them, but he knew from experience, Lily only spoke about something if she was absolutely convinced that it was true.

"Then... then the Frito Empire instigated the war?" He asked in an unsure voice.

Frito Empire was the biggest empire on the continent of Paschwes, and its history was mired by bloodshed and wars. During its heyday, it occupied more than two-thirds of the continent. Tibal Alliance, established by the kingdoms to the west of the Frito Empire, had slowly chipped away its boundaries and restricted its hegemony. But the Empire could never be taken lightly. The two powers had not openly fought for a long time but proxy wars were nothing new.

"A new Emperor is about to be crowned. They don't want any disturbance at this time," Lily replied flatly. The current emperor was already advanced in age, and the crown prince was getting impatient, waiting for his chance to sit on the throne. He had the support of the majority of nobles of the empire and Henry Trading Association, the wealthiest merchant association in the empire, had also shown its sincerity towards the crown prince.

"Then... a coup?" Raymond asked in apprehension. The chances of a coup led by any of the other princes were slim at best. Though the empire was huge and had a bloody history, there hadn't ever been an attempt to revolt against the emperor or to seize the throne by force.

"Maybe. But if it was done by the Eastern Continent, it would be worse for all of us." Her tone turned serious when she mentioned the Eastern Continent.

Raymond thought about the implications of the war if the Eastern Continent was the one who instigated it. It doesn't really matter, right? What can a bunch of barbarians do? Fed up, he asked, "It doesn't matter, right?"

Lily seemed to hesitate. "The Eastern Continent is- is..." appearing as if she had reached some kind of decision, she concluded, "You'll know later, once we return home."

Raymond wanted to ask more questions but lost his ability to think when Lily started walking out. He wanted to turn away, but one look at her firm breasts, and he lost all sense of self. Her wet, lithe body slowly came into view. Her puffy, brown nipples were erect in the cold breeze. A small patch of pubic hair shielded her vagina from his eyes.

Lily glanced at him once she was out of the lake but didn't pay mind to his leering eyes and picked up her clothes to dress herself. Raymond immediately turned his head away in shame. You've done it this time. Ogling your own twin sister, you should be ashamed of yourself.

"Let's go," Lily said in an even tone. Raymond followed behind, his head bowed down, too ashamed to walk beside her. I seem to be always walking behind her. He chuckled at the thought. She doesn't seem like she minded. Working up his courage, he increased his speed to walk level with her. He took a quick peek at her face and was relieved when she didn't react negatively. Whew, it's alright. He tried to strike up a conversation to further assuage his guilt, but she remained silent throughout the short walk back to the cave.

Lily finally opened her mouth when they reached the cave. "We're staying the night."

Raymond was conflicted when she said they wouldn't be going back. He very much wanted to boast in front of Rose and Suzanne. Most of all, he wanted to recount the whole scenario, from the two beasts fighting, to him slaying the surviving one, to Miranda, but he was equally afraid of her reaction. It would break his heart if she maintained her silence, and he was not ready to take that risk.

...

Raymond sat beside Lily on his futon. Evening rays lit the cave, enough that he could see her face clearly. She looked the same as always; her small nose was the same; her cherry red lips were the same; her thin eyebrows were the same; her shoulder length, damp light brown hair, was the same; her round face was the same; her deep brown eyes were the same, and yet... she looked different. She is even more beautiful today, Raymond thought to himself.

He always knew she was beautiful. Everyone in his family was; it would be weird if she wasn't. But something had definitely changed for him What the fuck happened? First, it was a cousin, then an aunt and now a sister. What the fuck happened? Raymond asked himself the same question over and over. The conclusion he reached, after thinking about the events of the past few days, shocked him to the core. Maybe it's all related to that damn dream!

Too tired to think any more about it, It's her fault. He blamed it all on Shania, now his ex-girlfriend, for leaving him hanging.

"Hungry?" Lily was the first one to break the silence.

"A little." Raymond extended his hand to receive the dried rations she took out of her bag. He started laughing when he peeked inside the bag; it contained several items necessary for a short journey. "You really thought I ran away!?" Lily shrugged her shoulders in response, making him laugh even harder than before.

...

Raymond was stretched out next to Lily. The futon was big enough to fit both of them without any awkwardness coming in between them. Unfortunately for him, there was only a single pillow. He let her have it, grudgingly. After his "meal" of military rations, he felt much calmer. There was a hint of arousal in his loins from earlier scenes of seeing Lily naked and dripping, but he decided to ignore it, focusing instead on his magic. His mana had yet to recover, but he was not worried. He was quite confident he would awaken soon because he had been able to kill that Violet Horned Bear.

"Ray?" Lily whispered softly.

"Hmmm"

"You asleep?"

"Not yet."

"Would you lie to me if I asked you something?"

Raymond turned to his side, now facing Lily. He gazed in her eyes and told her, "never."

"... Are you in love with Miranda?"

"Of course." Raymond suddenly sat up straight. "What... I-I mean... WHAT?"

"So, you are..." Lily muttered while Raymond continued to stare at her in disbelief.

Raymond wanted to deny it; he opened his mouth but the words didn't come out. He sighed heavily and once again laid down beside her. "Yeah, I think I may be in love with her."

"It's okay. I understand," Lily said as she reached over and stroked his head. Raymond was perplexed by her reaction. He expected harsh denouncement and not words of understanding. They both turned silent for a good long while.

...

"Ray?"

"Hmm..."

"Do you love me?" Lily asked nervously. She was very afraid of his rejection, and it showed on her face. For a long time, she had wanted to convey her feelings to him, but she was always too afraid. She would watch him secretly pine for Miranda, and her heart ached at the very image of her being cast aside by him.

Lily knew she should have treated him better and had always regretted not being able to show him how much she cared for him, how much she loved him. Once, they used to be inseparable, but after she awakened, there was suddenly this distance between them.

She used to be the awkward one, studious, shy, and always tagging behind her brother, but all of a sudden she was the prodigy; the genius. She was the center of attention and not her brother. She blamed herself and her family for creating that environment around them. For a time, she even thought she was cursed along with her whole family.

The more Lily felt herself falling for him, the harder it became for her to open up to him. She immersed herself in her training to get rid of all these conflicting, confusing feelings. But now she couldn't wait anymore.

The scene of Raymond covered in blood shook her to the core. She never wanted to see that horrifying scene again. She wanted to tell him that she loved him, that she would do anything for him. Instead, all of her thoughts jumbled up and what came out of her mouth was a desperate plea.

"Yes," Raymond replied after a long pause. He seemed prepared, as if he guessed from her earlier tone that she would ask this next.

"More than Miranda?"

Raymond was left speechless. He couldn't have expected this question. He turned towards her, meeting her eyes, silently questioning her intentions.

"It doesn't matter," Lily whispered. She had made up her mind. It didn't matter to her anymore. What was important was that he said "yes." There was no rejection, no repulsion, only a simple "yes." She was done waiting, second guessing, and hiding behind her silence. She didn't care about Miranda; she didn't care about their mother; she didn't care about tradition; she didn't care about rules. All she cared about was him.

She pushed his back to the futon, and climbed over him. She stared at him, with lust in her eyes. She leaned down, covering his lips with hers. Raymond was stunned, and he pushed her away.

"We can't."

"We can," she said again leaning in to continue her assault.

"Mother will not approve of it, and you know the traditions."

"It doesn't matter. Nothing matters. I just love you, Ok? Nothing can change it. Nothing," Lily cried out, tears in her eyes.

...

Raymond was frozen still. Wait a minute! It somehow feels like... He drew parallels between Lily's and his own. Lily is pushing her feelings to me, and maybe I was doing the same to Miranda... He recalled the stunned reaction of Miranda when he had unexpectedly kissed her. Maybe it wasn't as simple as that. What if... He was confused and felt lost.

Did I force myself on Miranda? Couldn't be... She can easily overpower me! The thought ate away at Raymond. What if she didn't want to hurt me by rejecting the kiss? Although it was highly unlikely, if there was even a smidge of truth in it, it was a sobering thought and... painful. He felt like throwing up. The pain due to the thrashing he had received was nothing compared to the one he felt in his heart.

"Is this what I've become?" Raymond murmured inaudibly.

He hadn't run away because he was scared of another battering or the pain. He was scared and desperate. It was as if he couldn't trust himself any longer. In their family, in the entire history of their kingdom, he was the only one who was this late in awakening their attribute. The concept of time was blurred for an awakened. The stronger one was, the longer they lived; however, Raymond felt like his time was dashing away.

It was hard enough to be the black sheep, an outcast among his own people... the possibility that he would forever be stuck in that position was different altogether. Suzanne's method was his final hope, and if that too didn't work... he shuddered to imagine the consequences.

The mind-numbing pressure of his situation, the thrill from killing a prime beast, and the dour reactions of Miranda... such a rollercoaster of emotions. They were overwhelming, and he couldn't keep up with them.

"Ray?!" Lily's voice seemed apprehensive.

At that moment, Raymond realized it. The earnest confession of Lily's love for him, as well as the extent of love and passion hidden behind it, healed his chaotic soul. She blew away the dark clouds of weakness and despair.

It's fine if don't awaken. It's fine even if I can't accompany her for a lifetime. It's fine like that. She loves me. She loves me so much, and it's enough...

Her love was real; he could feel it was. It was different from the familial compassion, and far removed from the consoling pity he sometimes sensed from the other members of his family.

It was nothing like he had ever experienced. For the first time, Raymond didn't cling on to the idea of proving himself. It wasn't about approval, strength, or anything else. It was about Lily.

I like it! I need more! I want more with Lily!

Raymond knew then, he couldn't and shouldn't try to deny Lily. In that short instant, He thought about his mother and their traditions, and finally about Miranda... He impulsively wanted to push Lily away, but his hands never moved to do it. Fuck it. She's right, nothing matters. At least not right now.

Giving in to the moment, he pulled her down. He returned her kiss with equal vigor. His lips parted, allowing her tongue to invade his mouth. He shut his eyes, lost in the scent of her skin, the taste of her tongue.

...

Lily came up for air; she placed her elbows on either side of his head. She gazed at him, a maiden in love. She leaned down until their foreheads touched. "I love you," she whispered, finally able to say the actual words, which always seemed stuck in her throat. Her inner feelings, her want for him, her love, she at last brought up the courage to tell him. She didn't want to hide anymore, and she knew she would not be able to even if she did want to.

Raymond's eyes challenged her, asking if she really did want this. He opened his mouth, but before a word could get out, she sealed his mouth with hers. She pushed her tongue inside with force. Her hands busied themselves by exploring every inch of his face. She let out a soft moan when he bit her lips. She pulled at his hair, tilting his head and moved down to his neck. Her sloppy kisses left his neck wet and red.

Her hands undid the buttons on his shirt, and she rubbed her legs with his, their silk clothes increasing the already hot temperature. She immediately moved her hands down, after she undid the last button on his shirt, to work on his pants, all the while placing small kisses on his chest. She pulled his pants down, his underwear along with them, while his shirt was already tossed away.

She straightened up to observe his naked body. His body looked almost golden in color, in the waning lights of the setting sun. Her eyes bored down on him, trying to take in every little detail, etching them in her memory. Her eyes lit up with the unadulterated joy of a child who got their hands on a favorite toy.

She rubbed her cheeks against his chest and tightened her arms around his back. She purred in contentment, as she inhaled the scent of his body. Her hand shook with nervous excitement, while she slowly reached down and circled around his poking member. Raymond groaned at her tender treatment. He seemed eager to turn her around, to squeeze her tits, to pinch her nipples, to taste her pussy; his smoldering gaze and his greedy hands told her that he wanted to do all that and more; however, he didn't.

Lily understood why; she always did understand him. He wanted to make it about her, and it made her heart warm with love for him. "Ray..." she muttered and placed gentle kisses all over his chest and stomach while she slid down towards his dick. She looked at his swollen, veiny, member in amazement. Gently wrapping her palms around it, she gave it a tug, which made Raymond moan in response. Too afraid to hurt him by her inexperience, she stopped her movement and gazed at him. "Teach me," she demanded.

"You don't have-"

"Teach me," she said again, this time with more conviction behind her words.

"... Do what comes to your mind. I'll stop you if..."

Lily licked her lips nervously and then extended her tongue to wet the crown of his dick. She stopped to check his reaction and continued when he moaned in what seemed like an approval. She ran her tongue from the base to the tip of his dick, and it elicited a whimper from him. Now more confident, she licked the sides of his erect member, her fingers ran up and down the smooth skin. Spitting a glob on the tip, she increased the speed of her motions.

"Take me in your mouth," Raymond said impatiently. Encouraged by his words, she engulfed the head of his dick in her mouth. Raymond hissed. "Gently."

Lily slowly proceeded to take in more of his member, trying hard to take in the whole of it. Her saliva dripped from her mouth, wetting his balls and puddling on the futon beneath. She struggled some more and failed in her quest to take in all of his length inside her mouth. Giving up for the moment, she ran her tongue over his balls, her fingers wrapped around his length, stroking it, squeezing it.

She dived down again, her nose almost touching the base of his dick this time. Again and again, she tried, each time taking in more of him than before. Pleased by his increasing hardness and cries of joy, she went faster. Her fingers now covered the remaining length, moved in rhythm with her head.

"Yesssss... just like... that..."

She repeated her motions. Her tongue teasing the back of his crown, her fingers wrapped around his shaft, and her saliva dripping down while her head bobbed with increased speed; she was a woman possessed. Her efforts drew groans of approval.

"I'm close..."