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“Mou Hotorin, try this on, try this on!” Rion cried as she womanhandled her big sister into the changing room.
“Ri-Rion...pl-please….this dress is embarrassing.” Hotori murmured. A stammering reply which Rion ignored as she slammed the door shut behind her.
The changing room was small yet just big enough to fit the two inside. It was not a particularly impressive room for the Yuzukis. Not like their bedroom back home. Compare to that it was plain and drab. Three yellow walls, a grey, aging curtain to hide them from prying eyes and a single long mirror parallel to he curtains.
Hotori though, would have liked more room. The place was big enough for the two of them but still small enough for accidental touches.
And she knew that when her sister got going, there was no stopping her. The marks on her back being proof enough of her little sister's lack of inhibition.
Her eyes came upon dress that Rion had picked out for her to wear, and she could not help but grimace. A black and pink maid dress with pink frills complete with a white apron tied up in a large white bow. It was something her servants at the Yuzuki Mansion would wear. Cute, girly and completely inappropriate for a clumsy tomboy like her, Hotori thought.
“I-it won’t suit me at all Rion” Hotori protested loudly. There was no way she would look good in pink. She was not Kamen Rider Decade.
“Ah ah, you’re not getting out of this Hotorin” Rion smirked as she threw the dress at her
“Now try it on Hotorin” Rion said in her bossy voice. The voice that demanded 'You do this Hotori or else.'
“You know your little sis has a good eye.”
There was no fighting her sister, Hotori sighed. Especially not when her sister was Rion. Reluctantly, Hotori took the the maid outfit and dropped it by her side. With a quick glance at the dress, Hotori unzipped her skirt and allowed it to drop to her feet.
Wrapping her fingers around her school shirt Hotorin slowly pulled it off. She paused when mid way, leaving her shit awkwardly above her breasts when she saw Rion's eyes. She knew those eyes. She had seen it so many times before. All those times when Rion accidentally walked in on her changing. Green and full of lust. It was a long and awkward pause knowing Rion was watching, taking in every inch of her body and thinking who knows whatever lewd thoughts.
“Umm Rion-chan” Hotori piqued awkwardly. Her voice was like a mouse yet it was enough to shock Rion out of whatever lewd fantasy she had and back to reality where she saw a red-faced Hotori looking at her.
“Umm Rion-chan, could you please stop looking, it’s embarrassing” Hotori whispered, frozen in embarrassment.
“Ah-ah sorry” Rion laughed nervously “I-it’s just that you were so beautiful I couldn’t resist Hotorin. I-I’ll just look this way.”
Hotori watched and waited as Rion turned her face away. Making sure she was facing the other way before she continued. She knew her sister was the devil. Devious and would try to catch another glimpse of her bare skin. When she was assured her sister was not looking, she quickly pulled her shirt over her head, and folded it into a neat pile. Wasting no time she quickly slipped on the maiden dress over her her and pushed her arms into the sleeves.
“I-I’m done Rion-chan…”
As Rion slowly turned to face her, Hotori did not know what her sister was thinking. Then she took a step forward, centimetres becoming millimetres. She could feel her face slowly heating up as her sister moved closer, then closer with every step. And with every step Rion took forward, Hotori backed away until at last her back was against the cold concrete wall.
Hotori was trapped. And she had nowhere to go. Nowhere to go as her sweet little sister’s lips came closer and closer and closer...
“Eeek”
“And there, Hotorin looks perfect now” Rion proudly declared.
Hotori reached towards her head and her fingers brushed along a frilly brushed against lace and silk ribbons. Of course she thought. Every maid needed a frilly headband.
“Well how is it Hotorin?” Rion huffed, demanding an answer from her other half.
“Well um--” Hotori took a glance at the mirror before quickly turning away, her face turning red as a tomato “No-no, this isn’t right. I’m not cute at all…”
“What are you talking about Hotorin, you look so so SO CUTE as a maid—in fact you’re so cute--- that”
MMMM!
Hotori gasped in surprise as her little sister quickly closed the distance and planted a kiss on her lips. If Hotori was hot now she became even hotter as she became aware of how soft her little sister felt. How she tasted. How she smelt. The taste of citron on her lips and the smell of vanilla. Thoughts swam in her head. How bold her sister, how much she loved her sister and how much she wanted her now. If she was Kamen Rider Gaim then Rion was Cure Rosetta, climbing atop her lap with no shame. But just as Hotori was enjoying it, Rion pulled away leaving Hotori sucking in air.
“So cute...I could kiss you.”
“C-c-could you do that again” Hotori stammered, her heart still beating uncontrollably..
“Does that mean” Rion smirked before she took a step forward and pulled her big sister in for a cuddle “Just remember Hotorin...you will always be mine….”
The twins became one as they lips met. Citron on Citron. Yuzuki on Yuzuki. Hotori moaned into the kiss as her sister took control and dominated her with her mouth.
It was just the way she wanted it.
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“Do you hear that Luca?” Ayase said as she paused by a shelf full of blouses, her head turning towards the changing room and the source of some very suspicious moans “It sounds like…”
“It sounds like we could do a better job” Luca commented cheekily.
“Luca!” Ayase shouted, annoyed by her twin’s blasé reply. “Not that loud…”
“What? We could.” Luca replied surprised by her sister’s reaction. “In fact….”
Luca took Ayase by the finger as if to proposed, even placing a hand behind her back. Slowly she knelt on the floor, making Ayase suddenly conscious of the people around her. People, the humans, always loved a good proposal but few has seen identical twins propose.
When her knee reached the floor, Luca gazed as Ayase’s fingers, long, slender and that of her beloved sister. Her eyes came upon her soul gem. A tone set on a simple metal band; bright red and full of passion. She took her sister’s hands closer to her mouth and gave it a single kiss.
“Mmmm!”
“Sensitive as always?” Luca asked, delighted by the sudden moan.
“Pl-please. No. Everyone will see. They will no-mmm”
Luca’s tongue shot out and lapped away at the red gem of her cute little Sister Princess. She felt her sister shaking, her legs unsteady, her fingers moving. Her body reacting to her tonging in the very way she wanted.
“Mmmm mmmm mmm”
Her sister’s moans became hoarser. It was such a cute reaction. A cute reaction which only made her more excited and eager to continue.
“L-Luca, please, people are watching.”
“Eheh sorry, sorry.” Luca laughed, suddenly realising where they were- not in the privacy of their bedroom but at a clothing store surrounded by humans. She let go of her sister’s fingers and stood up. Ayase’s face was red and she was still flustered, huffing from the sudden assault on her soul gem.
“You were just so cute I got carried away. After all...you’re my Little Sister and my Princess.”
“Onee-chan!” Ayase pouted before grabbing her sister by the hand and leading her out. She kept her head down; desperate to avoid the now curious customers.
“Ayase-chan must be very mad aren’t you.” Luca giggled as she was led passed an ocean-like crowd of people. There was a lot of noise in the mall but not a single sound from her sister. Not a response. Typical Ayase, Luca thought. Giving her the cold shoulder when she was mad.
“Come on Ayase, you knew that was fun” Luca said, only to met with another non-response. As they passed by the window, she turned her head. Her eyes widening when she saw what was behind the glass.
“How about I buy you that brown ring as a gift” Luca asked as she pointed towards the trinket that had caught her attention.
Ayase stopped and turned to face Luca, her face then turning to the glass. Gotcha, Luca thought. She knew her sister well. And she knew her little sister had a weakness for gems.
Two sets of identical eyes gazed upon the item on sale. It was a gem. A gem which bright and shone with the sheen of morning coffee complemented with a band of yellow-white foam set upon a platinum bland which seem to shine and dazzle like moon upon the surface of a midnight lake.
“Luca! You can’t afford this!” Ayase exclaimed
“Anything for my beloved little sister” Ayase declared. This time it was her turned to drag her sister around as she led her sister inside the jewelry store.
The purchase was quickly made and Ayase exited the store with a second ring upon her hand. As Luca held her sister's hand and led her to the next destination, she smirked to herself as the placement of the ring. It was the finger next to the pinky and Ayase did not realise the significance.
“You know, now it looks like we’re married” Luca teased.
“Luca!”
And as he two sisters bickered. Bickering like a married couple, they walked pass a delivery man...
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The doorbell at Tatsuki Dojo rung out- echoing down the main hallway. In reply came the footsteps, louder and louder as one Tsukuyo Amane came racing to the door- her re-directed package had arrived. She could not believe herself. She had forgotten that she would be attending a Union meeting and not at home today. Inwardly she thank the wonders of modern technology as well as cursing her forgetfulness. A forgetfulness unbecoming of an heir to the Akidzuki fortune.
Or future ex-heir. If her grandma found out about whom the actual recipient of this delivery was.
She slid the door open, giving quick thanks to delivery man before taking the package back to a waiting Tsukasa. Tsukuyo had been eagerly awaiting this package, and she knew it would be a pleasant surprise for her beloved little sister and other half. A pleasant, expensive surprise which cost a Mizuna fortune to cut.
Finding the room she was looking for Tsukuyo slid open the door and found her sister at a small table sipping on a mug full of tea.
“Tsukasa-chan…”
Tsukuyo yelped in surprise. A cute reaction which Tsukuyo would permanently etch into her mind.
“I have something for you”
“What is it Tsukuyo-chan what is it?” Tsukasa eagerly asked.
“Close your eyes Tsukasa-chan.”
Waiting until her twin and lover was momentarily blinded, Tsukuyo unwrapped the delivery box. She peeled away away the wrapping paper, the tape. Those annoying obstacles which got between her and Tsukasa’s gift. When those hated obstacles were done away with what remained was a box. A small, blue velvet box which she slowly and silently opened revealing an opal shaped in the shape of a moon set upon golden pendant and attached to a tiny chain of gold.
“Tsukasa-chan would love this, I know it” Tsukuyo thought to herself, proud that she picked out such a fitting item to be worn by one she could call her friend, her sister and girlfriend.
Taking it from the box she steadily unclipped the golden chain, taking care not to make a noise.
Then she walked over to Tsukasa, a blush coming to her face as she saw her sister’s face, her lips. She looked so vulnerable seated there and blindfolded but it took all of Tsukuyo’s willpower not to kiss her sister.
As she bought the pendant closer to Tsukasa’s neck, her fingers brushed pass her sister’s hair. There were rough, and not at all like her own hair straightened and conditioned by expensive perfume. But it still felt like silk, soft if inexpensive silk against her fingers. When her fingers found the back of Tsukasa’s neck, she fastened the necklace in place and stepped back to admire her work. She took in the sight of her future sister-wife, now adorned with a necklace crafted just for her.
“You can open your eyes now” Tsukuyo said softly as one would do to her lover.
Tsukaa’s eyes fluttered open and when she did her hand immediately went to the cold gem now hanging around her nape dazzling her with all the colous of the rainbow.
“Tsukuyo-chan this is too expensive I---”
The words never came out. It was caught on her tongue as Tsukuyo could no longer hold back and interrupted her with a kiss. Faint, warm and upon the lip. It was ever so brief but it was enough to have Tsukasa’s heart pounding when Tsukuyo pulled back
“It’s a gift nee, for you my lover.”
Two lips met again and this time, neither was sure who initiated. What was sure was that Tsukuyo was the one who pushed Tsukasa to the floor first. And what was certain that Tsukuyo was the first to slip her hand under her sister's shirt.
And neither of them noticed the sound of two footsteps stepping in but immediately stepping out.
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The traincar was empty but thick with tension. Matsuri and Suzune said nothing as they rode back home to Hoozuki. It was just going to be Magical Girl stuff. Nothing but talk, talk and formality as the Union had offered an alliance with Hoozuki's Magical Girls. Yet swimming through their heads was the seared memory of what they saw in the girl's toilet.
Two senior Magical Girls, twin sisters passionately kissing and slipping off each other's dresses. Frantically clipping off each other's bra and groping as each other’s breasts. The one with the ponytail furiously exploring the orifice of her little sister's mouth as she pushed her against the wall before nibbling on her nape, all while the one with two ponytail, and a flatter chest, moaned 'onee-chan, onee-chan' over and over again.
Like a good sister, Kagari had covered Matsuri's eyes, but the scene remained scarred into their memories.
Neither of them had spoken about the incident, and they hoped that the train could go faster so they could be back at Hoozuki and have Suzune wipe their mind. After what they saw, they needed it and they needed it now.
Yet the thought kept coming to the minds of both Matsuri Sisters. A dangerous, sinful thought.
‘What would it feel like to do it with your sister?'
Her face flushed with embarrassment yet saying not a word, Kagari moved her fingers across the seat until it touched Matsuri's. Soft, tender and tiny. That of her little sister.
"Umm onee-chan." Matsuri spoke up first.
Kagari turned to face her, her face burning up. Matsuri was the same. Pursing her lips, her cheeks. Red. They were both thinking of the same thing and you didn't need telepathy to find out
"D-do you want to kiss?"
Kagari nodded, she too was curious to know what it felt like to kiss your twin sister, your mirror.
Matsuri slowly and awkwardly shuffled closer before planting her lips on Kagari’s. A million thoughts ran through her mind like Matsuri moaning her name over and over again. Matsuri on the bed, her bra falling off, her eyes drooping as she moaned 'onee-chan.' Matsuri, Matsuri, Mats...
Her thoughts were cut off by a pair of warm lips on her's. Her sister was kissing her. Her twin sister was kissing her. Her sweet innocent sister was kissing her!
Kagari knew they were crossing a boundary but she did not mind, she wanted that moment to last forever. She wanted more. Her hands moved by itself, along her sister’s legs and up towards her sister's chest.
They had 30 minutes to go until they reached their destination.