My Idle System-Chapter 230: His Annabelle (1)
... His sister doing what she wanted.
If he returned back to when he first got the Idle System.
Then was that not what he first wanted?
Then isn't this okay?
Christian, who found his answer, looked at his sister, with desire no longer concealed… and with his hand now behind her head, he pulled her toward him and started kissing her once more.
Unlike how she strangely felt bashful with the previous kiss, Annabelle this time also tried to respond to her brother's intense feelings… and advances.
With the experience she built during all this time, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as their lips met once more.
Feeling the warmth of his body… his raw desire pressing against her, she didn't hold back. Instead, with an urgency to respond in kind, she parted her lips, inviting him in.
Driven by the heat, Annabelle wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him tightly against her, pressing herself close, pressing his hard heat firmly against her body.
She reveled in this moment of connection between them, soaking in the intensity of their bond.
But… everything is bound to end at some point, and after some time, her brother finally pulled slightly away.
While gasping for breath, Annabelle looked at her brother… at his green eyes, just like hers, but somehow at this moment, they felt a little different.
And suddenly, she said, "…Chris, call me by my name once more."
Christian, who was deliberating whether he should already move to the bed, since he really didn't feel like talking anymore and just wanted to eat his older sister… literally, was a little surprised at her request.
Still, even if it felt a little unfamiliar, he obliged and said, "Annabelle."
His sister's smile widened when she heard it, but she still seemed to want more, as she said, "One more time."
Christian felt she was being strangely childish at this moment, but seeing her unburdened expression, he felt happy, and went along with her wish, saying, "Annabelle."
"Yes, it's your Annabelle," Annabelle said with a radiant smile.
Did him calling her name really hold that much meaning?
A little… but her exaggerated reaction wasn't because of that alone.
It was because she felt that him calling her name like this, so naturally and tenderly, signaled how he had finally stopped caring about any kind of line or boundary between them.
It felt as if he was finally ready to claim her.
And she was just that happy.
At this moment, she strangely wanted to express herself even more honestly than she already had.
So, she said, "Chris, I love you more than you could ever love me."
"I love you more than you could possibly imagine."
'How could you possibly know?' Christian naturally wanted to retort, but feeling the heavy sincerity her words carried at this moment, he strangely felt that maybe… it really was true.
And so, he just stayed silent.
When she, seemingly still unfinished, suddenly continued.
"I gave many things more weight than they actually held."
"When the only important thing was you."
"You dirtying your hands?"
"Why was it important?"
"I could just wash them for you."
"I love you."
"I love you."
"I love you."
'Are you really in your right mind at this moment?' Christian, who looked at his sister's expression, at her eyes that at this moment seemed to glow… darkly, couldn't help but want to ask.
In the end, he didn't.
He was just too happy to accept her feelings.
… And strangely, he felt himself become even more infatuated with her charms at this moment.
Annabelle, who was still repeating, "I love you," like a broken record while brushing her nose against Christian's, decided to let go of many things.
Her sense of control.
Her sense of responsibility.
And even her obsession.
… At least, that's what she thought, because to Christian, it simply felt like something inside her was breaking.
She seemed to be becoming crazy.
… And yet, she only seemed more beautiful to him because of it.
… And so, he didn't mind.
Annabelle had truly decided to throw away everything else and focus only on one thing.
On her brother… on her love for her brother.
And so, the two horny siblings at that moment, who had lost all control and inhibition, began to make out, their lips crashing together, hands roaming with raw urgency.
While still hungrily kissing each other, they started stripping off their clothes.
Their kisses grew deeper, messier, filled with the desperation of two people who no longer wanted any distance between them, not even the barrier of fabric.
Their touches were impatient, frantic, their breaths mixing hotly as they pulled and tugged, desperate to bare themselves completely.
Christian didn't even stop to admire his sister's body… her firm, bouncy, and bare breasts, choosing instead to move his lips, still locked with hers, downward.
He trailed a long path of kisses over her flushed skin until he reached his destination: her pink nipples, already firm, already erect.
He buried his face in the softness of her breast, sucking eagerly on the sensitive bud, relishing its sweet taste.
Even with all of that, the feeling of her body trembling beneath him, the low, sultry moans she let out as she raised her head back, Christian still wanted more.
A lot more than that.
And he felt that their current position was still not enough.
So, without warning, he stood up abruptly, supporting his sister easily with one hand under her butt, and carried her toward the bed.
Even with the heat flooding his mind, there was still a trace of thoughtfulness left in him, and so, he lowered her gently onto the bed… before continuing without pause.
He hooked his fingers under the waistband of the sweatshorts she was wearing, and started pulling them down along with her panties.
Feeling his movement, and not wanting to be outdone, Annabelle reached for his pants and tugged them down too, eager to bare him completely.
