Jenova's Daughter

CHAPTER FOUR: Loz

ReiMei played with Loz in the bathing pool for a good hour or more, any hope of a long, relaxing soak, soon forgotten. He chortled with glee as they splashed around, and his sister laughed too, the bell-like sound ringing out in the tiled room. Loz took her by the arms and she thought he meant to duck her under again, when he abruptly brought his mouth down on hers. He slid his well-muscled arms around her slight frame, as the electricity crackled around ReiMei’s brain. Her breath left her as he treated her to a bone-crushing hug.

“Will you come to my room with me?” Loz asked, easing the force of his embrace just a little.

He did not know that his little sister couldn’t have said no if she tried.

“Yes.” ReiMei replied. “I will.”

Hojo’s well-planned geas rose up in her again, that need to Bond. Once Loz had kissed her, she would have gone to any length to perform the Ritual. She felt helpless, yet happy at the same time. How could that be? Her expression betrayed none of her thoughts as Loz scooped her up, pausing only to let her grab her long vest and some towels. He left a trail of wet footprints as he ran to his room with his playmate. She couldn’t help the smile on her face, and she idly wondered if all of her brothers would insist upon picking her up. Loz was delightful to be around, but then a sad thought touched her mind ever so briefly. He was like the child she could never have. She banished it. She was an Assassin, not Mother. Children would never be a part of her life.

Loz dropped her on his bed, and plunked down beside her, handing her one of the towels, and tossing her vest on the floor. ReiMei grinned at his manner. He charmed her with his youthful exuberance. His short, silver hair was a tousled mess, and a beard was already growing along the strong line of his jaw. The littlest sibling rose from the bed, going to his bureau. She quickly found what she wanted, and turned back to her older brother, an electric razor in one hand, and a comb in the other.

“You look like a wild man, Loz.” ReiMei commented, her fond smile already a dear thing to him.

He grinned back at her.

“Shouldn’t I look the way I feel?” He asked.

“If that’s what you want.” His sister shrugged, turning to replace the items back in the bureau.

“No.” Loz stopped her. “Go ahead.”

His little sister plied the comb first, having to stand up on tiptoe until her big brother thought to sit down. She shortly had tamed his hair, liking it swept back so that she could clearly see his chilled, jade eyes. She playfully brought the back into an upswept tail, all the while grinning as he would have as she did it. Loz looked at himself in the mirror.

“I like it that way.” He told his groomer.

His little sister traded the comb for the razor, tilting Loz’s head back, and concentrating on his stubble. The big man couldn’t tear his eyes away from the serious little face, but jumped when the razor first touched his skin.

“Hey! That tickles!” He exclaimed.

“No more than your beard will tickle me in a day or two.” ReiMei scolded with mock sincerity. “Now hold still.”

Loz did as he was told, content to return to watching the intense expression on his sister’s face as she shaved him smooth. She sculpted the ends of his sideburns into two, long, tapering tails that emphasized the line of his angular jaw.

“There,” ReiMei said, setting the razor aside, “all done.”

Loz checked his reflection once more and broke into one of his familiar grins.

“Can I comb your hair now?” Loz asked.

The question caught the woman by surprise. She did not expect to ever be served by her brothers in any way. She was to serve them. However, with the geas screaming in her head, she could not deny what Loz desired. If he had asked for a lollipop, she would have found one if it guaranteed the Bonding would continue.

“If you like,” she responded, “but I’m going to have to stand on something.”

“Yeah,” Loz agreed, “you’re short.”

He held her steady as she climbed on to the vacated chair. She removed her towels, her damp hair spilling down to drape her in dark silver. Loz was gentle as he pulled the comb slowly through her long, argent tresses. He was entranced by the job, being especially careful not to hurt his sister. When he was done, he helped ReiMei down, and holding her an arm’s length away, he inspected his work.

“You’re pretty.” Loz said, taking his sister by the hand and leading her back toward his bed.

“Thank-you, Loz.” ReiMei answered. “It’s nice of you to say so.”

“You’re even prettier than Yazoo.” Loz added.

She couldn’t help herself. His sister’s soft smile was one of his own wide grins, and in that moment, she captured his heart. He was happy to give it to her. Loz sat on the bed beside the littlest one, and like a boy on his first date, hesitantly put an arm around her. It had been so easy to steal a kiss when they were just playing.

“Um, would it be okay if I touched you?’ Loz dared to ask.

“Yes Loz.” ReiMei answered, leaning against him. “I’d like that very much.”

He pulled her into his lap, cradling her in one arm as he would were she a child. His sea-green eyes met her forest green ones, and he graced her with a gentle smile. Loz caressed the side of her face, lightly brushing her ear.

“That’s nice.” ReiMei sighed, nestling against him.

He caught her delicate jaw in his strong hand, and lowered his head to kiss her. He traced the line of her lips with his tongue, barely making contact. The ghostly touch parted ReiMei’s lips as another contented sigh escaped her. Gaining confidence, Loz kissed her deeper, slipping his tongue between the gates of her open teeth. Her tongue greeted his, and her taste was so sweet that it was Loz, who now sighed.

He continued to kiss his sister as his hand fell away from her jaw to trail down her neck and to the hollow of her throat. He traced her collarbone with one finger, amazed at how soft her skin was. From the tip of her shoulder, he ventured down to the rise of her small breasts, cupping one in his large hand. ReiMei’s hands were in Loz’s silver hair, spoiling her earlier work. She ran a fingernail along the ridges of his ear and a sound like a growl worked it’s way out of him. He held her tighter, rubbing his thumb over the hardened nub of her rose-colored nipple. He moved his hand to her other breast, treating it to the same stimulus, waiting for the nipple to rise beneath his touch. His attention went back to her lovely face, and he pulled away from her mouth and turned her head. Brushing her silky hair out of the way, he ran his tongue around the edge of her ear. His free hand went back to her body, sliding between her breasts and down to her hard, flat belly. The muscles of her abdomen were well defined, just like his, and he paused there to feel each rise of muscle before moving to the swell of her hip.

Loz found ReiMei’s lips again, and he curved one hand around to the small of her back, lifting her even closer so that he could kiss her neck, and nip at her every so often. She was so light in his embrace, and despite her toned body, she seemed fragile to him. He was afraid that what he wanted to do would break her somehow. His fingers sought out that silken place between his little sister’s legs, so different from he and his brother’s bodies, and he found that she was very wet. Her sighs were closer to the moans he had heard from his siblings, and Loz found that he enjoyed her voice more than theirs.

ReiMei watched Loz as he explored her body. She had thought that Yazoo would be her tenderest encounter, but she had been wrong. Loz was treating her with a reverence that she hadn’t expected from him, and he was giving her so much pleasure that she was swimming in the feeling. Apparently, now that he was focused on her body, the tenets of the Ritual were being met, and the electric whine in her head faded away, taking memories of sharp pain with it.

Loz brought his fingers up to his lips and tasted the creamy essence of his sister. He wanted more. He shifted ReiMei in his lap and laid her gently on his bed. ReiMei kept her cat’s eyes locked on Loz’s, waiting with anticipation for what he would do next. He nudged her knees apart, and she spread her legs, inviting him, giving her permission, even though he didn’t need it, or so she thought. Perhaps, even now, he didn’t realize that she was his to command. It didn’t matter to ReiMei as Loz lowered his head to her mons, seeking more of her delicious flavor.

Loz was gifted with a long tongue and he eagerly explored the wet, warm folds of her womanhood. He had to hold his sister still, for she began to squirm beneath his ministrations. He sucked her hard clitoris, forcing the already tight hood farther back on the engorged organ. She cried out his name then, and the hairs on his skin rose at the sound. The taste of her changed, and a creamy fluid, almost like semen, but sweeter, ran onto his tongue. She had come to expect the pain now, that searing torment that ran like lightening across her belly. She wasn’t disappointed, but could hold herself still as she felt the sharp stab come and go. Loz was drinking her in greedily, still lapping at the center of her sex as it twitched madly on his tongue.

Between the pain, and what Loz was doing to her, ReiMei’s entire body was now shaking. Loz didn’t know how painful it was to her to continue on her clitoris now that she had reached her climax. Her breathing was ragged and her brother suddenly realized that she was crying. He lifted his head to see the tears flowing from the darkened emerald eyes that had never left him or closed. Her fingers twisted in the bedsheets, bringing the muscles of her upper arms into sharp definition. Every part of her was taut despite the way her body shook. Triple torment barraged her. The climax, Loz’s refusal to stop his ministrations, and the sharp pain that seemed to grow. The Bonding was yet undone, and this was torture too, Hojo’s Ritual more important now than anything else.

“ReiMei!” Loz cried out, tears of apology riding in his eyes. “I’m sorry. What have I done?”

He was at her side in an instant, kissing away the salt water of her tears as they ran down the sides of her face and into her hair. He drew her close to him, holding her in silence as she wept. Loz had brought her to tears. ReiMei’s love for him at that moment swelled inside of her like another orgasm. It was so powerful, it hurt just as much as the sharp pain, just as much as the prolonged reaction to Loz’s talented tongue. It was a while before ReiMei’s trembling subsided and the flow of her tears dried. Her limbs felt weak, but she encircled Loz in her arms and brought her lips to his ear.

“You have begun The Bonding.” She whispered. “You must finish what you’ve started.”

Loz’s slitted eyes widened and his grey eyebrows shot up in consternation.

“What is The Bonding?” Loz asked, his voice a tone of contrition. “ReiMei, I’ve hurt you!”

“The Bonding is love.” ReiMei explained quietly. “First the Youngest, next, the Middle, last, the Eldest. That is the Way.”

Loz was confused. “You’ve already been with Yazoo?” He questioned.

“Yes.” His sister replied. “We are Bonded, and now you have begun The Bonding with me as well, just as it is meant to be, but you must complete it. We are unfinished.”

“But I made you cry!” Loz exclaimed. “How can you expect me to hurt you more than I already have?”

“You misunderstand the meaning of my tears.” ReiMei said softly, her eyes full of the love she had for her middle brother. “You have brought me beyond ecstasy. Sighs and moans could not express what you made me feel, they would have been too coarse. Only the eloquence of my tears could speak my gratitude for the love you have given me.”

“I want to be inside you,” Loz whispered, his tone full of uncertainty, “but I’m afraid…” He trailed off, unable to confess his fears to the woman beside him.

“Harness your fears with your love for me.” ReiMei returned. “I am incomplete.”

She touched his manhood, now flaccid from the fright he had experienced.

“I don’t know what to do.” Loz said.

“Then let me love you.” ReiMei replied as she rose from the bed and gently pushed Loz onto his back. His mesmerizing feline eyes were still wide as she climbed on to him, straddling his chest. He could hardly feel her weight, she was so small. The waves of her soft silver hair cascaded around them as she lowered her mouth to his. Before they touched, she paused for a moment.

“I will return every measure of the love you have shown me. I promise.”

She kissed him hard, bruising her lips against his, and fighting to get her tongue in his mouth. She won out, Loz accepting her with a sigh. With The Bonding still undone, the geas within her drove her with great force toward it’s ultimate end. She needed it, could not deny the compulsion. She wanted to be with her beautiful brothers when she desired, not when driven. She was beginning to despise Hojo for making her love them this way first.

The little woman worked her way down Loz’s broad chest, taking the time to capture his dusky, sensitive nipples with her mouth, teasing them to hardness, and biting them aggressively. In this position, Loz’s now erect penis brushed against her still wet, and swollen outer labia. Loz was moaning, and when he felt her velvety pubic hair brush against the head of his member, he rocked his hips, seeking to be inside of her. He was still fearful that he would hurt her, but he could no longer help himself. He was caught by his own instincts now.

He was disappointed when she lifted herself up and away from his erection, but groaned when she lowered her hard pubic bone back down and ground it against him. She raked his sides with her nails, and her older brother began to writhe beneath her, the growl returning to his tone. She continued biting him and digging her nails into his more sensitive areas as she moved lower down his body.

ReiMei relented in her vicious attacks, taking the topsheet into her mouth and ripping it with her sharp little teeth. She tore off a long strip of the linen and shocked Loz when she tied it extremely tightly around the base of his shaft. Loz was a large man, standing almost half a foot over his brothers, but this tiny woman had just mastered him with a small bit of cloth.

“That hurts.” Loz moaned.

“I know.” ReiMei replied with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Do you want my mouth?”

“Yes.” Loz answered, bucking his hips to show her just how much.

Loz’s cock was very thick and long, but ReiMei didn’t hesitate to stretch her lips around it. It jumped in her small hand, and she could tell that he was already nearing his climax. The bit of cloth tied so expertly and wickedly around him would prevent his release. Even with the head of Loz’s erection deep in her throat, there was still room for her to grasp him firmly with one hand, while she tugged on the hair on his balls with the other. She pinched and scratched him too, pulling one groan after another from her older brother Loz was beginning to sound desperate and ReiMei knew it was time to leave off from torturing him.

The cool air in the room relieved only a little of the heat raging in him as ReiMei took her mouth and hands away from his genitals. Straddling him once more, his hands on her hips, she sank down on his cock so far it hit painfully on her cervix. She relaxed as much as she could, waiting for her body to adjust to his size while he pulsed inside of her. Raising her toned arms above her head, she began to sway and rock gracefully as she danced, impaled upon Loz’s enormous penis.

There was a hitch in Loz’s voice when he inhaled. What his baby sister was doing to him was almost criminal. A confused flood of emotions swirled in his mind and heart. It was not long before the dam broke.

“Please!” Loz begged, almost sobbing. “Let me cum!”

ReiMei smiled in that gentle, maddening way of hers, seeing the glaze of Loz’s feline eyes. Reaching behind her, she yanked on one end of the torn strip, and released him. She began to ride her older brother, knowing it would still be a moment or two before Loz reached what she knew would be a very powerful orgasm. She was close too, and even though she knew she would be inviting that phantom pain, she altered her position ever so slightly so that Loz’s large velvet head would hit that spot inside of her that so many men ignored in their women.

It instantly triggered her climax, and the blue flash of pain in her abdomen. Her inner muscles gripped Loz in hard spasms, and he followed her with an agonized shout. ReiMei, still wearing that kind, gentle smile, kept bouncing on him, doing to him what he had done to her, prolonging his orgasm painfully until he went beyond ecstasy. His reaction to the over-stimulus was as hers had been. He wept. As her movements became slower and slower, she finally came to a stop. His manhood continued to throb inside of her, making her own climax flutter weakly in response.

Loz drew his little sister down to him, locking her in a fierce embrace as his chest heaved beneath her. She could feel the bass drum pounding of his heart, and wondered if he could feel hers.

“I understand now.” Loz whispered as ReiMei gently kissed his face, licking the trails of his tears and his eyelids.

“I know what love is.” He sighed.

ReiMei was beyond exhaustion, but she did one thing before she surrendered to sleep. Blindly groping the sheets, she found the strip of torn linen that she had used on her middle brother and tenderly tied it around one of his wrists.

“We are Bonded.” ReiMei whispered sleepily.

Just before darkness claimed her, she heard Loz whisper back to her.

“Stay with me.” Loz pleaded like the child he was. “Now and for always. Promise me.”

“I have Bonded with Yazoo.” ReiMei answered. “Now I have blissfully Bonded with you, my gentle giant.”

He smiled when she said that.

“I will Bond with Kadaj, and then I will Bond with you all. I will never leave you, my sweet brother. I will always be here when you need me. I swear it.”

She felt Loz smile, and still laying atop of her strong brother, his penis resting inside of her, she fell into the dark void of her first sleep.