Feelings*

Lucas moved closer to his friends, until a sharp pain pierced his mind. Losing consciousness little by little, he collapsed — by luck or perhaps cruel irony — landing right on top of Beatriz, more specifically, with his face buried between her two white mounds.

The last thing Lucas felt before his mind slipped into darkness was the softness against his face.

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In a dark place, a figure with blue eyes was speaking to an unknown person.

"Hahahahah, you should be thanking me. Thanks to me, you got to feel the breasts of a goddess," the figure said, laughing before his gaze turned cold.

"But that's not why I called you here. Your abilities have stopped evolving, so I thought I'd give you a little help," the figure said, pulling a white light from his own body.

He then pressed it against the forehead of the unknown person. The light quickly seeped into his skin, and the world returned to its usual darkness.

The figure, clearly amused, continued: "I also noticed you can't manipulate the energy your body generates. You need a technique for that — which you don't have. You were smart enough to memorize all kinds of techniques from your memory fragments."

"But the problem is, you don't even have the basics to use any of the techniques you know."

The figure gently touched the boy's face and said: "This technique is very good. You will definitely learn it quickly."

After that, the blue-eyed figure stepped back as the surroundings brightened, allowing a glimpse of his appearance. His hair was blood-red, reaching his shoulders, and his eyes were a deep, intense blue. But before anything else could be seen, the world around them crumbled.

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Lucas woke up in a white room with rows of beds beside him. It didn't take a genius to realize he was in the infirmary.

But Lucas's mind wasn't focused on that. He was thinking about the dream he'd had — the figure with blue eyes felt familiar. That hair, those eyes... yet he couldn't remember where he had seen them before.

A calm voice came from Sophie, who was seated beside him: "Finally awake. I didn't think the first patient I'd treat would be you."

Lucas, however, didn't pay her much attention. He was remembering the light the figure had embedded into his body. Sitting up, he began searching for anything wrong with himself — ultimately finding nothing.

Sophie rolled her eyes as she watched him, saying, "Hey! I already scanned your body. There's nothing wrong with you. I don't even know why you fainted today."

Lucas finally noticed Sophie there. His body froze momentarily before he turned toward her and said, "What? You scanned me completely? Even my dick? You're quite the naughty one, huh?"

Sophie flushed violently, her eyes wide as she raised her hand as if to hit him.

"You idiot! Of course I didn't look at that part!" she shouted, her high-pitched voice betraying her usual composed demeanor. "I just did an energy and general physical scan! It wasn't anything... perverted!"

Lucas simply laughed carefreely, leaning back against the bed as he watched her. Her face was so red it looked ready to explode.

"Relax, Lady Psi," he said with a mischievous grin. "I'm just teasing... mostly."

Sophie huffed, turning her face away to hide her embarrassment. She could never maintain her cold facade around him — much to her frustration.

Before she could retaliate, the infirmary door burst open.

Lisa came running in, her blue eyes wide with worry. Upon seeing Lucas awake and smiling cheekily, her expression immediately shifted to anger.

"You idiot! How dare you make me worry like that?!" she shouted, marching over to the bed.

Lucas was about to make some joke, but before he could open his mouth, Lisa jumped and gave him a light punch on the shoulder — which, considering her height, looked more adorable than threatening.

Sophie just watched the scene, shaking her head in resignation.

"Ow, ow, little one," Lucas said, laughing and rubbing the spot where she hit him, "are you going to kill me from worry... or by beating me?"

Lisa blushed slightly at the "little one" but quickly crossed her arms and turned her head with a 'hmph', hiding the satisfied smile that threatened to appear.

"You... you can't just collapse like that! What kind of big brother does that?!" she exclaimed, her voice wavering between anger and relief.

Lucas watched Lisa for a moment in silence, a strange warmth filling his chest. It was comforting to know she cared so much.

"Sorry," he said sincerely.

Lisa blinked in surprise, not expecting such a straightforward answer.

Sophie cleared her throat to break the moment. "Well... now that you're awake and seem fine, I'll let you rest a little more. I have to check on other patients."

She stood, straightened her lab coat, but before leaving, she threw Lucas a teasing glance.

"Oh, and Lucas..." she said with an ironic smile, "if you keep making those jokes, maybe next time I'll have to conduct a more detailed examination."

Without waiting for a response, she walked out of the infirmary, leaving Lucas frozen and Lisa grumbling with irritation.

"Pervert!" Lisa muttered under her breath, crossing her arms tightly.

Lucas just laughed. But there was no trace of humor in his thoughts.

'Finally, that woman left. I couldn't risk thinking about what happened with her nearby.'

Lucas let out a deep sigh, watching Lisa pout and cross her arms in frustration. Without thinking twice — whether from impulse or need — he leaned forward and pulled her into his arms.

"Hey—!?" Lisa tried to protest, but her voice was lost as she felt the warmth of his body enveloping her.

She stiffened for a moment, blushing furiously, her face buried against Lucas's chest. Yet, she made no attempt to pull away.

Lucas's thoughts were clear: first, he would analyze the technique that figure had given him. Then, he would punish this little girl for making him late to the classification ceremony.

The energy refinement technique itself was very basic. It taught how to control and shape the energy produced by his stellar body, allowing him to shoot energy blasts and even solidify it. The uses were numerous — it was the basic foundation Lucas had never learned. Previously, he could only release the energy his body generated in the form of electricity. Now, the possibilities had multiplied.

Lucas decided to practice the technique later. For now, it was time to punish this brat.

With a playful smile, Lucas whispered into Lisa's ear: "You look so delicious."

Lisa's face turned bright red at his words, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She tried to push him away, but her small hands only pressed against his muscular arms.

"W-What are you saying, you idiot?! Don't talk to me like that! I'm your sister, not some girl you can flirt with!"

Despite her words, Lisa didn't move away. She remained in Lucas's embrace, her body trembling slightly. Her blue eyes looked up at him, filled with a mixture of anger and something deeper.

"A-And I'm not delicious! I'm not some candy, you idiot! So stop looking at me like that!"

Lucas smiled and whispered gently into her ear: "Let me refresh your memory. Because of you, I was late to the classification ceremony. Consider this... your punishment."

Lisa's face deepened into an even darker shade of red at the mention of the ceremony. She remembered it well — after all, she had marked Lucas with her kisses, claiming him as hers. She had been so jealous of the other girls, desperate to make sure everyone knew he belonged to her.

"S-Shut up! That was different! I was just... just making sure everyone knew you were mine! You're my onii-chan, after all! It's not like I wanted to kiss you or anything, you idiot!"

Despite her words, Lisa's hands clutched his arms tighter, pulling him closer instead of pushing him away. Her breathing came in short gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

"And besides, it's your fault for making me feel this way!"

Lucas gently bit Lisa's neck and said: "Is that so? It's my fault now?"

Lisa gasped as his teeth grazed her skin, a shiver running down her spine. Her hands gripped his shirt, her nails digging into the fabric.

"Ah! Onii-chan, you... you idiot! Don't bite me like that! It's not fair!"

She tilted her head to the side, giving Lucas better access to her neck. Her voice was breathless, without the usual irritation.

"And... and it's your fault! You're the one who was late, not me! I was just... just trying to help you look your best!"

Her words are cut off by a soft moan as Lucas continues to bite and suck on her neck. Her body presses against his, fitting perfectly within his arms.

"Oniichan... You pervert... If you keep doing that, I won't be able to control myself..."

Lisa's face turns a vivid shade of red at Lucas's words, her eyes widening in shock and embarrassment. She remembers clearly how she had confessed her feelings, passionately kissing him in the middle of the empty hallway. She had been so brave then, so sure of her emotions. But now, faced with Lucas's teasing, she feels shy and uncertain.

"S-Shut up! That was different! I... I just got caught up in the moment! I didn't really mean it... not really..."

She tries to pull away from Lucas, but her body refuses to cooperate. She remains in his arms, her heart pounding wildly.

"A-And I'm not shy! I'm just..."

Lucas smiles, thoroughly enjoying the reactions he draws from Lisa, and says in a teasing voice, "Oh? You're what?"

Lisa's breath hitches as she looks up at him, her blue eyes brimming with a mix of emotions. She bites her lip, her small hands nervously tugging at the fabric of his shirt.

"I'm... I'm just... scared, okay? Scared that... that you don't feel the same way. That I'm just some silly little girl to you."

Her voice is small, vulnerable. It's a side of Lisa that Lucas rarely sees—the side that hides behind her usual tsundere facade.

"But... but if you really liked me... if you really wanted me... then maybe I could be brave again. Maybe I could kiss you like I did that day, without holding back."

Lucas gently lifts Lisa's chin, making her look directly into his eyes as he says, "I did like it. I really liked it... Now, I want my kiss."

Lisa's heart skips a beat at his words, her eyes widening in a mixture of surprise and joy. She gazes at Lucas for a moment, searching his face for any trace of deceit. But all she finds is sincerity and desire, and it sets her soul ablaze.

"R-Really? You... you liked it?"

Without waiting for a reply, Lisa throws her arms around his neck and presses her lips against his in a passionate kiss. She pours all her pent-up emotions into it—her love, her desire, her fear, and her hope. Her small body molds against Lucas's muscular frame, fitting perfectly, as if they were made for each other.

Lucas pulls away from the kiss, gripping Lisa's shoulders and pressing her against the bed, his giant erection pressing against Lisa's leg.

Lisa's eyes widen when she feels Lucas's hard length pressing against her leg, her breath catching in her throat. She knows she should push him away, tell him it's wrong, that you're his brother and she's his sister. But the desire burning in her veins is too strong, too overwhelming.

"Onii-chan… we… we can't… it's wrong…"

Despite her words, she doesn't pull away. Instead, she wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

"But… but I want you too. I've wanted you for so long… I can't deny it anymore."

She reaches out, pulling his face to hers in another searing kiss. Her hands roam over Lucas's back, tugging at his shirt.

"Fuck me, onii-chan. Make me yours. I don't care if it's wrong. I need you inside me. Please..."

For a moment, seeing his sister so needy like this. Lucas feels a pang of guilt, after all Lisa really likes him, however, he treats it just as fun.

In the end, Lucas closes his eyes and asks Lisa one last question: "ehhh... You really want this... You know what that means... Right?"

Lisa nods eagerly, her blue eyes burning with desire and determination.

"Yes, onii-chan. I want this. I want you. I know what that means. I want to be yours, completely and totally. I don't care about anything else. Just... just take me."

She bends down, fumbling with the buttons of her blouse. She opens it, revealing her small, perky breasts then she arches her back, pressing them against Lucas's chest.

"Please, onii-chan. I'm yours. I've always been yours. Just... just fuck me. Fill me with your cock. I need it so bad."

Her hands move to her skirt, hiking it up around her waist. She's not wearing any panties, her bare pussy on full display. It's already wet, glistening with her arousal.

"See? I'm ready for you. I've been ready for so long. So please, onii-chan. Take me. Claim me. Make me yours."

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