Destined Siblings, Chapter 5 [MF] [inc]

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Nine weeks later

For the past two months, my big brother has been occupying my mind to such an extent that he may as well have taken up residence inside my mind and even inside my body. My thoughts kept going back to him at the most unexpected and unanticipated moments, wondering what he was doing at work while I was in the middle of an exam, showering and wondering if he was showering as well and thinking of me at that very moment, during a chat with a friend my comments suddenly start faltering as I keep wondering what he would think of the conversation I was having. My entire body essentially had a memory of its own so that at times I would “feel” his hand upon my breast, or “feel” his thick erection prying me open.

And then of course, there were times when I would purposely think about the amazing weekend I had spent in Andrew’s company, selecting the apartment, signing the lease, waking up to his lovely massage, the strings of my bikini being slowly untied, taking him into my mouth, his fingers deliciously hurting my nipples, his erection burrowing deeper into me and our combined love seeping from my body. While in the shower, I would often masturbate with the shower curtain surrounding me as I am remembering every little detail of that weekend and bringing myself to a heart-pounding climax every time but also feeling unfulfilled because my big brother was not there to share those moments with me.

However, as the semester drew to an end, the apartment was finally available. The complex management had completed the re-carpeting, repainting, recovering of the counters and the cleaning of the cooling/heating system for what would be our new home. At the same time the complex had been undergoing some renovations and that was almost completed when I went to sign the final paperwork, pay the security deposit (for my portion of the rent, since I did not have a non-university job as “collateral” for my living there) and take possession of the keys.

And then for once I was alone in the apartment for the first time. I stood there just staring at everything, being amazed. At last, it was ours. Although the other half of “ours” was still quite a few days away from standing there with me.

I still needed to try and turn the apartment from an empty set of rooms to a place where we can actually live and call it home. Fortunately, a Michelle would be arriving later that day with all the belongings I had left on campus as I couldn’t easily bring all of them with me on a bus or on the subway. But I still had nowhere to sleep, or even sit, no dresser, no table upon which to eat. I had only a few towels, certainly no means to wash the non-existent dishes and cups, and only enough laundry supplies to handle a single load. I could decorate the rooms with a few posters, but that just somehow did not seem “right” for an apartment of this type.

Nonetheless, as I drifted through the empty apartment, I felt almost complete. I felt much closer to my big brother even though he was still far away. As I stood at the kitchen counter, I could almost feel him stepping up behind me and wrapping his arms around my torso. Despite the distance which separated us, I felt warm and cherished, loved and protected.

As if it was on cue, Andrew called me. “Guess where I am?” I asked him instantly.

He laughed. “I figured you’d be going to the apartment immediately after your exam.”

“Well, how could I not? Besides, I have absolutely no desire nor any intention to go back to the dorms again unless it’s an absolutely necessary.”

“Okay, but where do you plan on sleeping later tonight?”

“I’ve got a pair of pillows and a few blankets. I think that’s more than enough for me in a pinch.”

“So now you’re MacGyver?”

“I’m what?”

He laughed. “Never mind, youngster.”

“You’re only four years older than me, that doesn’t make sense!”

He laughed. “HA-HA-HA, sure it doesn’t”

After a moment, he turned serious. “I’m really looking forward to seeing you in a few days,” he said quietly.

“Yeah,” I agreed lamely. “I’ve been… thinking about you, you know? A lot actually.”

“Same here.”

“I mean like A lot, LOT.”

“I know the feeling. I haven’t been thinking about you as a sister.”

“I know. I’m guilty as well.”

“Well, guilty or not…”

“Hmm?” I prompted.

“I still definitely miss you, Anna.”

My heart swelled upon hearing my big brother say that. “Well, part of the reason I’m here already,” I confessed, “is because, even though this apartment is empty, it still helps me to feel like you’re with me.”

Across the many miles, I could hear him smile. “If I could be there with you right now, I would definitely be hugging you.”

“Good answer,” I joked, and we shared a soft giggle.

“I should head back inside,” he said dejectedly. “Lunchtime’s over for me”

“Are you sure you don’t want to eat me for dessert?” I love teasing him.

“Oh, believe me that is definitely appealing. But if you don’t mind, I’ll take a rain check on that… at least until you arrive here.”

“Agreed.”

“Call me tonight and we’ll talk about all the moving and buying stuff and then getting the TV and Internet connected.”

“OK.”

And um, Andrew?”

“Yeah?”

I took a deep breath. “I love you, big brother.”

“And I love my little sister… probably much more than I should.”

That final exchange kept me in very high spirits for the rest of the day, and through the several days that followed.

Four days later… I’m going to Andrew’s place.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned on the Fasten Seatbelts sign…”

It seemed to take like forever for the plane to finally land, even longer going to the terminal and worst of all, our assigned gate was empty. But there was no flight crew at hand to guide the plane into position. After all this time apart, I longed… I ached to once again feel his loving arms surrounding me.

The twenty-minute wait until the plane finally reached the gate was ridiculously agonizing. Since I was in the very last row of the plane, it seemed to take even longer for the passengers in front of me to get out. Navigating through the airport terminal to the baggage claim area where we were supposed to meet was even worse given the insane number of people traveling on a fucking Wednesday evening.

And at the end, when we found each other at last, it was all worth it to simply see the smile upon my big brother’s face. Being crushed in his bear hug was even better.

We then went back to his little studio apartment. I’ve been to Andrew’s apartment a few times before, it was a small studio, with his belongings stuffed in every corner of the room. He truly needed a much larger place, and our new apartment was just about perfect for that.

As we entered the apartment, the bed was… Well, it was something. It was at the center of this tiny space, unmistakable, unavoidable and so messy. During my previous visits, I had simply considered the bed’s placement a necessary novelty due to the lack of space in the apartment and I slept alone on his bed while he slept in a sleeping bag on the floor.

On this occasion however, we both knew that neither of us would be sleeping on the floor and not because there were countless boxes stacked seemingly everywhere with no place to even stand.

The conversation between us during the car ride was quite active but within a few minutes of arriving at Andrew’s apartment, we were in total complete silence, cuddling upon the bed. Both of us thankful that the separation between us had finally come to an end at last. To simply be in my big brother’s presence once again filled me with a renewed energy and a fresh outlook on life. It was almost as if he was a much-needed drug. Eventually, we got up to order pizza, then cuddled on the bed again until dinner arrived.

As we were eating, he said “One last meal in this place.” I knew that, despite how much he kept on complaining about this tiny space, he was subconsciously very fond of it, so I was not particularly surprised by his comment. I reached for his hand and enjoyed his firm grasp, looking into his eyes and seeing him remember all the various events which took place here.

As I was looking around the studio, I realized the number of boxes and the height of their stacks was amazing. Each box represented at least one memory for him. Strangely, his bed even represented a memory for me, as I thought of sleeping there in the past when the bed was significant only for its placement.

Soon, this bed would be in our apartment and ideally, we would share his bed on many, many occasions.

After dinner, we went for a walk through the neighborhood. Living on the edge of a major city, there was plenty of traffic and plenty of people roaming about on a Wednesday night. The booming music from the bars around was quite loud, competing with the loud opera music coming from an Italian restaurant across the street. I believe that Andrew and I maintained a good, respectable distance between ourselves as we roamed the streets.

One of the bookstores near his place was still open. “We’ll have a long drive,” my big brother reminded me. “Do you need to get anything to read?”

I thought about that for a moment, and realized that one book may not be enough. Thirty minutes later, I had bought two more books compared to his one magazine, since Andrew insisted on doing most of the driving during our road trip. “You should’ve bought the latest Playboy issue,” I joked with him, and an older lady passing us on the sidewalk gasped in shock, I’m uncertain whether because I mentioned the name of an adult magazine or because it was a young woman making such a comment to someone who was obviously her brother… not that it really mattered either way.

We made our way back to the apartment and there was really not much to do. The TV was still plugged in, but the cable had been disconnected already and the DVDs were all packed away. Since he had been using cable Internet, there was no online option and all the neighbors’ wireless networks were properly secured. Other than the leftover pizza and a few drinks, there was nothing left in the refrigerator, a true testament to the fact that he was literally about to vacate this space permanently.

We spent the rest of the night on the bed surrounded by boxed memories. It was sad in a way to see my big brother’s apartment like that and clearly, he was a little distressed by it as well. So, I did what I could to help him soothe his thoughts.

I hugged him. I kissed him. I even nibbled along his collarbone.

In time, I held his hand to my chest. I was not his sister.

Instead, I was the woman he loved and although we did not make love that night, us just cuddling had brought us both even closer together than I could have thought possible.

We woke up very early to finish packing everything. The things which we would be taking with us were placed into the bathtub so they would be out of the way and we waited for the movers to come.

Soon, the moving truck pulled into the parking lot and nearly two hours later, the apartment was empty of everything except what was in the bathtub. An hour after that, after we each had taken a quick shower and we loaded his old Honda and hit the road, a short adventure ahead of us.

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