Chapitre 32: A Needed Discussion
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I fix myself some food, and I sit on the couch next to Jess, while what I dreamed was not something I have before. I know she must have dreamed something similar. I look at the TV and see another of her favorite shows, another vintage classic that has been revived as of late, COPS. She looks over at me and is blushing ever so slightly. She definitely had a dream about us doing it, and hers wasn't stopped before it got too far. I should've woke her up. That's entirely on me, and that really blows. Cause there is going to be this awkward tension the rest of the time she is here.
I place my food on the coffee table and relax on the couch. "I take it we aren't going to discuss your episode of releasing pheromones in your sleep next to me?" She covers her face in slight embarrassment and turns her head away from me. "I'm not really sure how we are supposed to talk about this... The dream I had... It was intense, and I have no idea what I would've done if I didn't wake up in time..." She peeks at me through her fingers, and I see the same eyes as mine. We are close, maybe a little closer than siblings should be. I don't know.
We have always gotten along great and have always had each other's back. If I were to search for a girlfriend, I'd use the relationship I have with Jess as a standard. "You woke up from yours, huh... I didn't wake up from mine..." I hear her whisper slowly. I could barely hear her over the TV. The race she selected, the Arn Zael, heavily prefers inbreeding. Their race is immune to birth defects. It's one of the traits. Which means it has followed her into the real world. She even producing pheromones that cause a desire for siblings.
The longer I stare at her... The longer she stares at me... The hotter the room and my body gets, she is doing it again. It has to be unconscious and uncontrollable. "You're doing it again, Jess... I can't really think straight..." My mind drifts from the multiple thoughts I'm having. The incredible power of my mind is reduced to mush when her pheromones are going wild like this. She uncovers her face, and I see the deep blush spreading across it. I watch her try and get up, but her legs give out on her. I try and do the same, but my body refuses to listen.
She turns her head towards me, and I see the deep blushing spreading across her face. The information about the Arn Zael said the pheromones would stop for a while once breeding happens. I don't want it to go there, but I can't think straight. "I'm sorry little bro... I wouldn't have picked the Arn Zael if I knew this would happen..." We both can't move from our spots on the couch. "There is only one way to stop it temporarily..." She must have researched her race after her dreams. She looks at me in desperation.
If anyone finds out about this... Especially our parents... "Please, Scott. I'm begging you to help me stop it..." She is giving a pleading look, and I steel myself for what's about to happen. I lift my body and scoot my ways towards her. She opens her arms and wraps me in a hug as I make it to her. I feel her hands run through my hair, and my body feels like Jelly as she does. "You'll need to pull out... If you don't..." I nod my head knowing. All we need to do is perform the act, and it should stop for a while. The Arn Zael race has a 100% chance of getting pregnant when mating with a sibling.
Which means no matter when or what time we do it. If I release into her, she'll get pregnant. I'm going to make sure that never happens. She brings my face up to hers and we kiss several times. My mind is too jumbled to be repulsed, all I feel is pleasure. We can't go straight to the act, we have to perform foreplay, otherwise known as courtship. To the Arn Zael that is, I feel my thoughts change about fixing her. The pheromones, there causing me to not want her to change. This is bad. I feel her tongue enter my mouth, and whatever reasonable thoughts I have left leave me.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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