Part 7
"Holy hell it's hot in here," Izayoi called out. He tugged at his shirt's collar to free up some cooling air.
"You're late!" Akiza bit back, armed folded, mouth twisted into an expression that screamed 'upset'.
"Yes, Akiza. This is exactly how I wanted to be greeted after putting my life on hold to come help you——again! It's not cheap driving up and down everywhere, you know." 「Be grateful I bothered answering my phone at all.」 "I'm here, aren't I? That has to count for something."
"Sure…if you'd gotten here thirty minutes ago. You'd only be ten minutes late which I could live with."
「Why is she so upset?」
"Where's Akeno? I thought she'd be here too."
Akiza changed her expression. The new look made her look sadistic, as though she was patiently waiting to rip some poor creature's head off and drink down it's blood.
"Never mind that now! Just because you prefer to waste your time, please don't assume you can waste mine!" For a moment Izayoi considered whether or not it would have made him feel safer had he brought one of those yellow safety helmet along. "Did you bring the tools?" Izayoi held up his trusty tool kit. "Good. That's something at least."
Akiza led them into the living room where the remote was still taunting on the foot table.
*Click!
Nothing.
*Click! Click!
More nothing.
Izayoi moved over to hold his hand underneath the air conditioner.
"Not even warm air." Izayoi pushed one of the sofas closer so he could step on it. But not before setting down his toolbox and kicking off his shoes.
"You really need to clean this thing every once in a while."
"Don't blame me! I only just got here!"
"Whatever."
"Stop whining!"
「Says the whiner.」
"Let's have a look…" Izayoi nudged up against the wall. He stretched out his hand. How wonderful it would be if there was something even taller for him to stand on. In his current state he could barely reach the bottom of the unit.
"How long do you think this is gonna take?"
"Will you please calm down? I'll be busy until I'm done. After that, I'll stop."
"Hey! Don't be a smart ass!"
"Better than being a dumb ass."
"Aaargh!"
"Akiza, let me work, please. I promise I won't take up too much of your oh so valuable time."
The quicker he finished, the better.
"Fine." Even though she isn't saying anything, Izayoi still felt Akiza's eyes on his neck while her foot tapped impatiently on the floor. Calling it distracting was an understatement.
"So, why isn't Kanata sorting this out for you instead? He's your boyfriend, after all?"
"Kanata's at work."
"You can just say he's not good with his hands. I won't judge."
"I'll have you know Kanata is great with his hands!" Izayoi tampered with the underside of the AC while paying the bare minimum attention to Akiza praising her boyfriend to high heaven.
"Just to be clear, you are paying me for this job, right?"
"Pay?! You're my brother!"
"We'll just give you the family discount."
That way he could keep his head.
"Just shaddup and focus!"
"Pass me screwdriver. I wanna see if I can—"
*Boing* *Boing*
Izayoi quickly averted his gaze from Akiza's sweaty outfit. Those clammy breasts hanging off her chest, combined with this insufferable heat made concentrating really difficult.
Her cleavage was soggily visible.
*Jiggle* *Jiggle*
Akiza didn't change her pose. She must not have noticed yet that the heat had made part of her top see-through.
Her breasts looked sweaty inside.
「Stop.」
「I need to calm down.」
He couldn't let Akiza's rack distract him. For one thing, Izayoi knew he would never hear the end of it.
「Still though…」
He couldn't help but shoot another glance at Akiza's see-through tits every now and again.
*Jut* *Jut*
"You want something to drink?" Akiza offered out of the blue. Izayoi noted the paper fan she was using now to cool herself down.
"Huh?"
"There's some ice in the freezer."
"Uh yeah…" *Jiggle* *Jiggle* "That would be nice. Thanks."
Akiza left the room none the wiser to Izayoi awkwardly staring at her butt swaying, sweat droplets running down her thighs.
A great look on her.
A bad one for him.
「What the heck is wrong with me? It's Akiza for crying out loud!」
This growing awkwardness inside Izayoi didn't let go of him. He fought back hard against the inexplicable feelings and ideas and phantasmagorias they shot into his mind before eventually deciding the best way to overcome whatever this strangeness was would be to finish the task at hand.
.
..
…
"Gotcha."
"What was that?" Akiza called from the backroom.
"I found the fault."
"Great. Can you fix it?"
"That's just it, do you want the good news, or the bad news?"
He heard Akiza march into the room again. "Stop milking the drama and tell me what's wrong? I am not in the mood."
"Fine. Good news is I can see the problem. Something's caught inside the ventilation unit."
"Then pull it out."
"Can't," he replied, flashing her his meaty digits. "Man hands." Akiza let out a tremendously frustrated grunt in response.
"But I can show you where to reach. You'll have to do it yourself."
"You're joking," Akiza said back, her frustration suddenly replaced with…anxiety?
"I can't reach up there. I'm five foot nothing, remember?"
"Then climb onto the sofa. It's in the far back. On the left. You can just—"
"No!" Akiza snapped back flatly. "I'm not breaking my neck climbing up on that thing!"
「The thing?」
「Does she mean the sofa?」
"It's just a sofa."
"I don't care! I'm not doing it. I'll have Kanata do it when he gets home."
"That won't be for another six hours. You'll be cooked by then."
「I don't understand what her problem is. A moment ago she was egging me on and now she's content to just wait.」
"I am not climbing up there Izayoi!"
「Is she afraid?」
「…of standing on the sofa?」
No, it was more than that Izayoi guessed. Some kind of vertigo or fear of heights or ledges?
Perhaps Dystychiphobia?
Whatever the case…
"My job here is done. If you insist on waiting—"
"Let me climb on your shoulders!"
"Excuse me?" Izayoi struggled to wrap his head around the suggestion. "I'm not letting you climb on my shoulders. Use the sofa."
"I can't!" Akiza's unnerving behavior caught him completely off-guard.
"Please. Let me do it this way." It easily ranked as one of the sincerest requests she'd ever made of him. It was strange seeing Akiza in this state. Both sweet and frightening given that it originated over her refusal to stand on a simple sofa. The best guess Izayoi could come up with was that deep down, Akiza felt safe if he held her up.
…that or she just wanted to soften the landing should she ever fall.
Izayoi reached out, admiring Akiza's softening expression transition into a small beam.
It still wasn't an 'Akiza' smile though. This looked genuine.
A true, girly smile.
The kind that made your heart go patter-patter.
"Ooomph!" He let out a moment later as he helped Akiza up. She wasn't that heavy.
Or rather she wasn't as heavy as he expected her to be. Izayoi suspected that most of her calories get lost in her chest on route to her waist.
Still though, it was certainly uncomfortable having her on his shoulders like this.
"Ngh…!"
He struggled to maintain his balance, but eventually found a good stance.
"Hold still!"
"Uuuuuu…"
「That scent!」
Izayoi couldn't understand how or why, but suddenly it was like every corner of the room was pregnant with this electrifying aroma. The hairs on the back of his neck and arms stood up straight as he drank in more of it. The strange sensation washing over Izayoi's body felt charged with powerful static.
Only after battling against this feeling for what felt like forever did Izayoi realize something exponentially important: He was stuffed in-between Akiza's sweaty thighs.
*Squish* *Squish*
「Oh no.」
*Wobble* *Wobble*
"Quit moving around so much!" But instead of simply allowing him to do that, Akiza quickly squeezed her sweaty thighs even tighter around Izayoi
"Hey! You're gonna pop my head."
She squirmed again, forcing him to do everything in his power not to drop her on the spot. The only thing Iayoi could focus on was the smell of Akiza's sweaty body. Her heat on his skin burned him in the worst possible way.
"Aaaaaaalmooooooooost there!" Akiza's body leaned forward. Her boobs squeezed down on top of Izayoi's head. He found the inkling wrong and disgusting but this unexplained sensation within him disarmed the idea effortlessly.
"Where did you say it was? Right side?"
"Left! I said 'left'!" Izayoi panicked. How much longer could he hold out.
*Rub* *Rub*
"Aaaah~~" Akiza's pleasantly soft moan nearly stripped Izayoi of all the strength holding up her body. "Izayoi! Stop that!" His head rubbed into her crotch.
Or rather…her crotch rubbed up against him.
"Hff…! Ugh…!" Akiza's body twitched wildly.
*tickle* *tickle*
「This must be what heaven is like thought Izayoi having Akiza's fat tits hopping around up there.」
*Wobble* *Wobble*
"There we go…" Akiza's body trembled all over the place. So much so that Izayoi couldn't keep up. He wasn't quick enough to—
Thud!
The two step siblings came crashing down on the exceptionally hard floor. Strangely, the fall wasn't nearly as painful as Izayoi assumed, but it was only when he looked down that he understood why.
"Owwwww…" Akiza groaned under him, her eyes shut tightly.
"I'm sorry. Are you alright?"
"What is wrong with you?!" She yelped in an upset tone. Izayoi didn't register her frustration. His eyes were too focused on the sprawled out Akiza beneath him. And her exposed midriff. It was too much.
"Iza—"
Lick.
The moment his tongue touched Akiza's neck, her honeyed tang overwhelmed his senses…
"What?! Izayoi?!"
Izayoi found himself lost in a haze of lustful delirium. Lost in the sensations of Akiza's body.
"Hey! What're you doing?!"
He couldn't stop so he licked more sweat off her body.
*Pant* *Pant*
「It tastes so sweet.」
Akiza let out another cute moan that sounded like 'ahn'. This merely encouraged Izayoi to continue.
Lick.
Twitch.
Pant.
"Hey! What's wrong with you? Let go of me!"
Izayoi couldn't explain why Akiza's smell seemed so intoxicating. He reached out to run a finger over her nipple, which stood erect against the fabric of her top.
"Akiza, your nipples are hard."
Touch.
"No, they're n—aaaaah~"
*Squeeze* *Squeeze*
「Come to think of it…」
「Why are Akiza's nipples erect?」
Izayoi curiously pondered the state of Akiza's erect nipples. Those things were so pointy and hard. He caressed her breasts while her body squirmed underneath.
"Izayoi! I said—"
Pinch!
Her body tensed up with shock and reveled. "Ahn! Ah!"
"Stop…that…!" Akiza's voice cracked in places where the pleasure was more stimulating. An explicitly dirty thought entered Izayoi's mind.
One that would easily net him ten years if the Obscenity Institute walked in on them: Would be like to chew on Akiza's tit?
"Ahn…!" He lifted up her shirt before dropping his head for a better look.
*Suck*
*Slurp*
Izayoi's mouth glued itself to Akiza's boob, sucking the sweat into his mouth.
It felt nice.
And she felt so soft.
"Ngh…!" The mysterious, illegal flame burning inside him ached to hear her voice call out. "Mmm…mm…ah!" Izayoi savored Akiza's throbbing body underneath him. "I told you to—stop!" Akiza's face was flushed. Her cheeks were so red. "Let…go…already…"
"Akiza, you look so…" Izayoi stopped himself from calling her…that. He didn't understand what was happening. How could he ever think that Akiza was…that?
"I'll strip you down now," he declared, reaching for her bottoms. Her body was too weak with pleasure to protest more than a twitch. "It must feel gross being this soaked." Akiza's body was soaked all the way from the heat, twitching with disgusted excitement.
"Let me take this off."
"Th-There's no need!" Izayoi went ahead and slipped Akiza out of her pants. He paused to admired how little clothing she had on. Peering down at her crotch, the very crotch that had been rubbing against him earlier…
"You're drenched here, too."
"That's because…" Izayoi cut her off, pressing his mouth down and licking her through her soaking wet panties.
"Ahn~ Ah~ Ahn~ Aaaaah~" Akiza's eyes rolled back into her head while Izayoi's saliva mixed in with hers. Longer, drawn out moans slowly escaped through her lips.
Everywhere her touched seemed to make her feel better. He pressed his mouth against the fabric and started sucking everything into his mouth. "Not there! I'll…"
Akiza's body reacted in kind. Her pussy lips clenched up. "It feels so good! I can't~"
Akiza's body jolted in time to catch the orgasm. The pressure that been building since before she even landed on Izayoi exploded out to envelop her entire body.
The blast wracked her with an unbelievable delightful sensation, causing all corners of her flesh quake while her pussy walls tightened. She instinctively tied her legs around Izayoi, pulling him into her crotch. The ecstatic heat circled back and settled in her loins, rocking her with an explosion of pleasure that she echoed with an involuntary cry. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~"
Akiza's stomach clenched as juices leaked out of her. She was powerless to do anything except ride the orgasmic wave that her pervert of a brother had given her.
Izayoi in turn, opened his mouth to catch the juices squirting out of Akiza. The taste was mouthwatering.
Akiza's own unique flavor.
「Oh no.」
「Oh no! No! No! No! No!」
As quickly as the alien presence had taken hold, it departed. Izayoi's senses all snapped back to reality. "Wait, just now. Akiza I—"
Smack!
He fell back, off of her.
Izayoi glanced back at Akiza. Her expression conveyed a complex overlays of emotions.
Pleasure.
Shame.
Disgust.
Annoyance.
Confusion.
…Anger.
"Akiza I'm sorry I—"
"Forget it," she replied, suddenly drained of any sort of emotion. As if someone simply flicked a switch. Izayoi expected her to berate him or report him, but she didn't. Instead, Akiza simply rose up, casually slid her pants back on and adjusted her top into place. Her body was a sweating, soaking mess. Izayoi briefly caught sight of her pants. They were starting to stain with leftover juices. "This didn't happen."
"…"
"You weren't thinking straight because of the heat." Her voice was different again. More shame than anger. She kept looking at the ground or away instead of at him.
"I just—"
"I'm gonna wait for Kanata to come back," Akiza declared, making her way into the other room. Izayoi remained where he was, feeling like a complete heel. He remained convinced that there wasn't any lower a man could go. He couldn't believe what just happened. And he couldn't understand the 'why' which became the most frustrating. He slammed his fist into the ground, ignoring the pain in favor of cursing himself.