Hidden

Every Part of You
Like Weiss on Rice

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Nero had only meant to surprise her, really. Weiss was laying above the blankets tonight, her hand lowered into the front of her pants. Her breasts were rising into the air as she breathed. Thank goodness it was pitch black in her room right now, she couldn’t see a thing… and he could see it all.

She grew frustrated with what little clothing she was wearing. She pushed off her pants, letting them fall in a whoosh to the floor. That only left her shirt. Take it off… he thought. Take it off and let me see every part of you… As if listening to his silent plea she sat up grabbed the black fabric, pulling it until the knot came undone and the straps fell forward as she unbound her breasts for him. She shimmied it over her head then, letting it fall close to him.

He should really leave… he should. But he wasn’t going to, he knew. She rested her body against the bed again and that held him in rapt attention. Her fingers grabbed the hem of her panties… Oh… God… he wished he could just move all the way across the room now so he could watch those fingers push into her. But he was afraid she would hear. She lifted herself up and drew them over her knee… kicking them off with a flick of her foot.

She let out a contented sigh, letting a hand fall to one of her unbound breasts. He loved how they seemed to swell as she grew even more excited. Her other hand slipped down… he couldn’t even blink now. Her eyes closed and her face took on a slight pained expression as she slipped two fingers inside herself. He could hear wet noises as she worked them back and forth. In and out. “Oh.” She must have touched something sensitive. She bit her lip then, trying to stem any more sounds from ringing forth. How he wanted to join her, to move her hands out of the way and just take over. Or at least release himself… the sight was almost painful to watch. “Ah.” A moan broke free from her throat. Her hips rolled forward, softly thrusting as a woman might. Her legs twined together, rubbing as she pleasured herself. Her eyes were opened suddenly as if she were looking directly at him and he had to stifle a startled gasp. Had she seen him? No, there wasn’t any way. She looked at him, with unseeing eyes. Her back moving into a perfect arch when they finally came. Her eyes snapped shut and she gasped when her body shuddered. That’s right Weiss… cum for me… “Ugh… AH!” Her voice crescendoed until there was nothing left and she fell into blissful relaxation.


He put his hand on the wall to steady himself, to make sure he wouldn’t just move forward and reveal himself to her.


Weiss got up and he halted his breathing. She kicked her legs off the side of the bed facing him. Oh yes… open your legs for me. And she spread them, touching the floor with her toes as she did. She was so beautiful… and so wet for him. He wanted to part those petal like folds and lick her clean… she would cum for him then… wrap her legs around his head and scream his name for everyone to hear. She wouldn’t even have to ask and he would grab those shaky knees of hers before he positioned himself at her entrance and slam into her tight, wet, warm body. He mentally shook himself, he was fantasizing now. He really should stop. He really should go… and he could argue that point to himself until he was blue in the face. But he couldn’t make his body do what his mind screamed for him to do when his whole being just wanted to race forward and fuck her senseless. Make her cum until she only saw him, until she only wanted him and couldn’t live without him inside her.


She was so wet… her fingers were coated in those lovely juices of hers. He wondered if she would taste as sweet as he thought and licked his parched lips. She almost came, but stopped at the last moment… obviously trying to draw it out. Weiss… you tease. Her breasts rose and fell more quickly now, swollen from excitement and her naughty rough fingers roving over the peaks in unsatisfying touches. She almost made a whining noise, maybe if someone else would do it. He would… he would in an instant. He’d flick his tongue over them, making her clit jealous with want. If he would have given pause he might have realized his thoughts were slowly deteriorating the longer he watched. He would grab that ankle of hers, draw it over his shoulder and enter her sideways then… and let his thumb rub over that small place between her legs. Somehow… he knew she would like that. She would cry out for him, her body begging for release and he would give it to her. His hand wasn’t on the wall anymore… he was moving forward… closer until he could smell her arousal. His eyes narrowed on her, maybe he could… “Nnnn…”

His name was almost on her lips. Just a little more Weiss… tell me what I want to hear… say my name… say it and I’ll fuck you until you beg me to stop…


“Oh… Nn…” And then her eyes met his. “Nero!” She noticed his yellowing eyes a bit too late and she came screaming her brother’s name… her toes pushing on the ground and her back arched for him one more time. Her head twisted to the side and she gasped against the force of her orgasm.

He must have came in his pants, because something felt so hot and sticky against his length and stomach inside his clothes. Despite that he never felt so good in his life… even if she hadn’t meant it.

She grabbed the sheet and immediately bound herself up. “What are you doing?” She shouted. “When…” She looked at him, only seeing his glowing yellow eyes in the dark. “When did you come in?”

When your clothes were still on and you haven’t really even started yet. Oh yes, I was here… watching you masturbate twice. You have a sinful body you know that Weiss? Want to open your legs for me now? I think I got that quick one out of the way before I… “I just came in.” Such a lie but he didn’t have the heart to apologize for it.

“Oh,” She blushed in the darkness and he imagined that she thought he couldn’t see it. “Sorry about that.”

Don’t be… want to do it again? I can help this time… “It’s okay.”

“What did you need?”

Funny she should use the word need instead of want. Oh crap… what did he want anyway? “You.” What? No, don’t say that.

“Me?” She asked.

“I…” Damn it… say something already, something that will make her feel bad for you and get in touch with her big sister side. “I was lonely.” Oh, that was perfect. “I was wondering if I could stay in here with you.”

“Not sleeping well?” She asked, still embarrassed but more concerned with him now. “You haven’t slept with me since you were little.”

I wish I never stopped…

“Come here then,” She said, holding out an arm to him. “Sleep beside your Nee-san tonight.”

Ah, he loved this game. “Okay.” He watched as she scooted over on the bed and he took her place… it was warm from her heat. Mmmm… He almost rubbed himself into that spot.

“Are you still wearing your clothes?”

“Yes.” He answered honestly.

“Want to take them off?” She asked innocently, not realizing what predicament he had been in earlier.

What a good excuse to get out of his ruined clothes… and she couldn’t see anyway. She even helped him get undressed, touching him gently with her fingers. He was going to get hard again if he didn’t calm down. He knew from experience that a night thinking of Weiss would leave him unsatisfied and masturbating off into the morning. Think unsexy thoughts… Restrictor… naked… but he didn’t even know what he looked like. Hojo… naked… okay… he was alright now.

“Mmmm…” She embraced him. “Isn’t this nice?”

Okay… and now he wasn’t again. Hojo… Hojo… horrible laugh… screechy voice… naked… totally naked… okay... need to vomit now.

“I remember when you were little… you would throw your leg over my hip.”

He did so without thinking, what an excuse to do something like this. Instead of pushing him away playfully she just laughed and drew him closer.

“You’re so cute Nero…” She kissed the side of his mouth then… so close. “I’m so glad you’re my little ototo.”

“Nee-san.” His lips brushed up against hers before he kissed the side of her mouth. “I love you.” I really do…

“I love you too.” She rested her forehead against his and she held him like that all night, only a sheet separating their skin. He never remembered being so happy and tortured at the same time.

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Author’s Notes:

A one-shot that I just wanted to see hehe. Since in my story Weiss never knew that he loved her I thought I would give him a little something in the meanwhile to tide him over. I think Nero would be a very tender person to Weiss, but I think sexual tension would get his brain going into overdrive at some point.

Also, I couldn’t just leave him sort of dangling around forever and being so distant, he has to come to her sometime to get some kind of enjoyment. Otherwise I don’t think they would have had the relationship they had.