Chapter 70: An older sister’s loving care
"What the hell happened, Ren?!" Iris Toya exclaims in panic as she sees him return home covered in blood, Yuzu in his arms.
Her long, wavy blonde hair falls over her full chest, completely bare beneath her sheer nightgown.
"I-It was that vampire again, but this time he didn’t just make threats. Yuzu’s fine, don’t worry. She just passed out when she saw the blood — you know how sensitive she is to things like that."
As he talks, Iris takes Yuzu from his arms and carries her to the bedroom, laying her on a large bed. It used to be their parents’ room, but since their parents died, the three of them now sleep there together — both for safety and to cope with the pain and loneliness.
Ren drops onto the living room couch and lights a cigarette. Normally Iris would complain — she hates him smoking in the house — but that night she doesn’t have the heart to be too strict.
Behind him hangs a happy family photo, framed like a portrait.
In the front row are Ren, Iris, and Yuzu. Behind them stand their parents — a human, Aoshi Toya, and a breathtakingly beautiful succubus. She looks like an older version of Iris, with long, wavy blonde hair and a pink strand falling over one eye: Eliss Narkhalis.
A photo taken just one week before Aoshi and Eliss were killed by Raelor Valraen.
Eliss Narkhalis was a princess of the kingdom of Ravessia, on Elyndra — a title she had renounced twenty-five years earlier to marry Aoshi and move to Earth. Raelor, considered the most powerful incubus of all, was her bodyguard.
But their relationship went beyond that of a princess and her bodyguard. They were the same age and had grown up together like brother and sister. That’s why, even after she gave up her title, Eliss would often invite him to dinner.
And it was on one of those ordinary nights that Raelor appeared at their doorstep. Aoshi opened the door — and was killed first. Then Eliss, who tried in vain to hold him off long enough for her children to escape.
And yet, Raelor could have easily killed Ren and his sisters — but he didn’t.
He simply walked out as if nothing had happened, leaving Eliss dead behind him. Ren has never seen him again since.
"This situation is getting too dangerous, Ren. Maybe we should really consider moving somewhere else..." Iris murmurs as she returns from the bedroom.
"For now there’s nothing to worry about. Tomorrow at school I’ll talk to that vampire and try to figure out what the hell got into him tonight — and why he attacked us."
As he speaks, Ren grits his teeth in pain. The wound has stopped bleeding, but it burns with every slight movement of his leg.
In the background, the TV news reports on a terrible terrorist attack that happened the week before in New York, with an interview featuring Frank Pyton.
"I hope so. Not for me so much, but for Yuzu. Here in Tokyo she’s happy — she’s got a lot of friends and is finally living the carefree middle school life we’ve always wanted for her. I’d never want her to have to give up the only bit of normalcy she has..."
Meanwhile, Iris kneels in front of Ren and removes his blood-soaked pants and underwear. Her gaze darkens with worry and melancholy at the sight of the deep wound — far worse than Ren lets on.
"It won’t happen, don’t worry. You’re my precious sisters, and I’ll protect both of you, no matter what."
"Stop treating me like some helpless girl! You’re not the only one who can fight — I want to do my part too! I... I can’t stand seeing you come home hurt. If something ever happened to you, I... I don’t know if I could go on..."
Tears drip onto Ren’s thigh as Iris leans over the deep wound near his groin. Then she begins to lick along its edges.
As her tongue moves over his skin, the saliva she leaves behind isn’t its usual color, but a soft pink. It’s a powerful form of healing magic unique to succubi, allowing them to turn their saliva into something that accelerates the body’s natural healing process.
It’s a rare talent, possessed by only a minority of succubi — one of the reasons that mysterious vampire was interested in Iris.
It only takes a few minutes for the wound to almost completely close, and even the burning sensation has nearly vanished.
"Do you feel better, Ren?" Iris asks, looking up at him.
But the concern in her eyes is gone — replaced by desire.
The sight of Iris, naked beneath her sheer robe, kneeling in front of him — and the feeling of her tongue between his thighs — inevitably awakens certain instincts.
And as the pain fades, something else begins to stir.
"Y-Yes, Iris. Thanks to you, I feel much better now..." Ren murmurs, exhaling smoke upward.
"I’m glad to hear that. Now just relax, my sweet little brother. You’ve done so much for us — let me take care of you for a change. Let me show you how an older sister can really look after you..."
Iris slowly, teasingly unbuttons her robe and lets it slide off her shoulders, revealing her large breasts. She leans over him again, but with very different intentions, firmly trapping his erection between them. Then she begins to lick and suck him while using her breasts to pleasure him — an erotic practice common among succubi, one that Eliss herself had taught her.
But only a small portion of his cock emerges between her breasts — the rest is completely engulfed by their soft, generous curves, hardly his fault.
Incubi are, on average, far more endowed than human males — but the succubi of the Narkhalis family are known for their exceptionally large breasts. And like Eliss, Iris possesses those same overwhelming proportions.
"Looks like you’ve grown, little brother — the first time I gave you this massage, your cock were completely covered. Now a little bit peeks out. I’m curious to see what it’ll be like in a few years..."
"Yeah, well — I was twelve back then. It’d be weird if it hadn’t grown since..."
"So what? I was seventeen, and my breasts weren’t this big back then. Come on, don’t be modest — you’ve got an amazing cock, and I’m sure Yuzu thinks so too. I’m really glad it was you who took our virginity, my sweet little brother..."
"T-Thanks, Iris..."
But the praise and the pleasure his sister gives him aren’t enough to drive away the unease stirred by the vampire’s words.
How the hell does he know Raelor Valraen...? Could that bastard really be behind all this? I doubt it — he’s never been the type to keep subordinates around. And besides, if he’d really wanted to kill us, he could’ve done it that night... but whether it’s him or not doesn’t matter — sooner or later, I’ll kill Raelor, no matter what!
"You seem uneasy, little brother... maybe this isn’t enough for you? If you wanted something more, you just had to ask — I can’t read minds," Iris jokes as she moves up his body.
She straddles him, lifting her hips. Then she lowers herself onto him as soon as she feels hia cock against her, starting to ride him.
Her hands cup his face and press him against her chest, almost protectively.
"You’re amazing, Ren — the best brother anyone could ask for... seeing you like this, sad and in pain, really hurts me. Life hasn’t been fair to us, and I don’t blame you for how you feel. But it’s also an older sister’s role to comfort the one she loves. My heart and my body belong to you, Ren. Use them however you need to feel better..."
"I don’t know what I’d do without you, Iris. You really are one of a kind..."
As he says it, he grips her tightly as she moves faster and more urgently on top of him.
They kiss and hold each other with the passion of lovers reunited after years apart, until they climax at the same time. It’s as if, over time, their bodies have perfectly fallen into sync.
Iris collapses onto him and wraps him in a warm embrace, and he holds her just as tightly.
"You’re covered in that vampire’s blood and dirt... how about we go wash up? I can scrub your back the way you like, if you want..." Iris murmurs, her voice tired but satisfied.
Ren blushes.
"C-Come on, Iris, I’m not a kid anymore. I don’t need you to wash me..."
"So what? You’re never too old to let your older sister take care of you. Or we could take a nice warm bath together, if you prefer."
"You know better than I do how that would end if we bathed together. You have to wake up early tomorrow for work, and I don’t want to keep you up all night."
Iris then slips off him, with his cum still running down her thighs, and picks up her robe from the floor.
"I’ll go rinse off downstairs real quick, then the bathroom is all yours. I’ll be waiting for you in bed, little brother."
"Alright, but you’d better already be asleep when I get there, or I’m gonna be mad."