Dreaming of Demonic Sisters

A/N: I am extremely sorry for the lateness of this chapter. I screwed my hand up pretty bad, and, well, I don't the have the patience to chicken peck write a story.

Also, I'm finished editing, up to chapter 10, and I reckon there will be about 11 or 12 chapters to this story as a whole. I'll make sure to work on them in my free time as much as I can to finish this story by next weekend. I'll start updating again by Friday, but if I haven't done so by Saturday, feel free to hound on me.

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Right after, seriously like, the second after I said no to Seth, Blue walked in.

I was feeling lucking and lucking by the moment.

Maybe this will work after all?

I need to plan for a plan b though, just in case.

Nah, too strenuous.

“Dinner’s ready!” She said, before wriggling the doorknob, and walking out, slamming the door behind her.

Bitch.

Her she is, always going off about me slamming the door, and look what she does?

I should check for damage. Can I sue?

No, wait, I don’t live here anymore. Well, technically, yeah. But that’s not the point.

The point is, the fucking door is broke. It won’t open!

I kept wriggling it around, thinking that what if we were stuck in here for days? Seth might eat me!

I jiggled it some more, before stopping to stare at it. What the hell did Blue do?

Well, I felt really stupid when Seth reached around me to unlock it.

And by around, he was practically pressed into my back cause I didn’t plan on moving.

Did I ever mention that he smells really good?

Something about him really makes me what to fuck a bit right now.

Maybe a before dinner quicky?

Nah, I think I’m just going to try and sex starve us both. I really do want to know who can keep it in their pants longer.

I swear I’ll win it this time.

Don’t believe me, huh? Well, just remember who won the original bet that cost me my virginity. I might have bent the rules a bit by sucking him off in his sleep, but hey, I was just learning?

Nothing wrong with that, right?

So… hungry…

And besides, I don’t think Seth would be up for it, cause he’s probably pissed at my ‘defiance’ of his rules.

I have the urge to laugh evilly right now. ‘Sides, it’s not like I’m a slave.

Heh, bad images. I won’t describe them. I’d say figure it for yourself, but please, don’t cause that’s nasty. Pervs. You’re thinking about it right now, aren’t you? I knew it.

FOOD!!!

Seth followed me into the kitchen, and we sat down around the table, which was already set for us.

Heh, yay. Free food and service. Nothing better. Except for a little sex for dessert, but I don’t see that happening at the moment.

Well, I can imagine it. Cause, you know, I’m horny like that, and Blue had the forethought to put me next to Seth. Didn’t have a choice, cause she and Bailey already took the two other seats.

And so, with that, we sat next to each other, as I previously stated.

Me and Seth, I mean.

It was a pretty quiet affair, and by that, I mean, Bailey was whispering something into Blue’s ear and they were both laughing at it. They kept looking at me and Seth, too, every now and then.

Creepy.

Stephen King movies creepy.

After a while, maybe, three minutes, Blue looked up at Seth, and I knew I wasn’t going to like dinner for much longer.

“So, Sven, what do you do?”

Uh, who?

Oh, wait… Crap. Well, I told Seth earlier who he was, right?

Fuck.

I gave Seth a kick, cause he was just staring at his food. He looked up, and then at me, possibly cause I kicked him, before looking at Blue.

“What?” Yeah, he probably wasn’t even listening.

“What do you do? Do you have a job?” Blue repeated.

You know what? I never even asked what Seth did, I don’t think. Then again, I think he said he had something to do with some kind of business.

“My family runs a business, and I take part in it.” Was just about all he said.

“Must be pretty well off for yourself. What kind of business is it?” Whatever he does, Blue’s right. I mean, he looks real nice right now. Nice pants and shirt. All that. Handsome. More than that. Sexy.

I want him to fuck me so bad right now.

No, Jay, not at the table.

Though I think our audience would enjoy it. Not sure about Blue, since she’s my sister, which should go without saying. But Bailey? Definitely.

Anyway, I missed Seth’s answer. Damn, and I was very curious too. Sort of. All I managed to hear was that his family’s business branches off into a lot of different things.

Business, psh. Fun fun.

“So, how’d you meet Jay Jay?” She asked. Seth thought for a moment, and I was thinking about answering for him, make something up so that she couldn’t connect this with that. Too bad I couldn’t think up any excuse though, damn it.

“He was having car trouble in this town,” Seth offered. Oh yeah, don’t be specific. Way to go, Seth. Really.

Too bad I told her that I met someone when I was having car trouble.

“After I got it fixed,” I added, hoping that she’d doubt whatever her deviously smart mind was cooking up at the moment.

“Huh…” Oh yeah, she’s suspicious, “Where do you live?”

Not exactly what I thought she was going to say, but hey, at least it changed the subject.

“Michigan. I’m up here just to be here. Sightseeing.” Nice answer, I guess. I think he caught on.

“Where are you staying?” On and on with the questions.

“Hotel,” Was Seth’s answer, but she was already shaking her head.

“We’ve got a room here you can stay in, if you want.” It sounded like she wanted Seth to stay with us, if the offering of a room meant anything.

“No, but thanks.”

WHAT?!

Seth is not staying in some shitty hotel. What the hell was wrong with this place? Huh? Does he have a problemwith my house? Huh?

I’m so going to give him shit for this.

“But you are going to come around later, right? We can help you with your ‘sightseeing.’” Normal people wouldn’t have heard it, but cause I’ve been her brother for her whole life, I could just barely hear the hint of an emphasis on that last word.

“I guess…?” More of a question than anything. I guess he wasn’t expecting that question either.

“Alright then! We’ll start tomorrow! Good night!” And with that, she got up, took her plate to the sink, and walked out the kitchen.

Bailey followed right after, and we just stared, cause it was kind of abrupt.

And no, this isn’t always how she treats guests. She’s thinking of something. I don’t know what, but she is.

“That was… odd.” I heard, and I looked over at Seth, who’s eyebrows where scrunched together.

“If she calls you Sven, she means you, okay?” I finally told him, getting a raised eyebrow now.

“Sven?”

“It was too sudden.” Was my explanation. Seth left it alone at that, thankfully, cause I didn’t want to get distracted any more cause there was something I wanted to talk to him about, that was really really important.

“What the hell’s wrong with this house?” I asked, getting pissed.

“What do you mean?” Oh, you’re going to play dumb, are you? Well, I’m not letting you out of this.

“You’re going to stay at a hotel?” So what if it’d help with my sneaking out and screwing around behind whoever’s back. The least he could do was give me a heads up about it. I mean, I wasn’t really sure where Seth was going to stay, and I guess dad wouldn’t like it if we had a stranger staying in the house, and Blue wouldn’t stop bugging me about it, probably asking me if I was going to fucking him any time soon, or if I already was, and then I’d half to consider telling her the truth or lying through my teeth, and knowing that she’d find out anyway, and getting really pissed that I lied about something like that, and she’d probably never talk to me again, and I couldn’t have that, now could I?

No, I think not.

“It’d help with not having anyone find out you’re gay, right?” He said it a little spitefully, like he didn’t like the fact that I had to hide it.

Well, I was only hiding it from dad, essentially, cause Blue already knew I was gay. But dad would kill me if he found out, and we couldn’t have that, now could we?

I didn’t think so.

“Just dad,” I wanted to make sure that he know that. I’m not ashamed of it, I’m really not. I just don’t want to die.

Or have to leave cause I was kicked out.

I’d feel terrible if that happened.

I mean, what if I never got to speak to Blue again?

What, you thought this was going to be the last time I was ever going to see her? Fuck no. I had plans. And if those plans don’t work, then I’d think of new ones. And if those didn’t work? Well, just sex Seth up real good as much as I can and leave him hanging.

Evil and illogical? I don’t care.

“But you could have stayed… You’d better be staying somewhere near here, okay?”

“Why’s that?” Yeah, he’s pissed. We already know this though.

“So it’ll be easier for me to sneak into your room in the middle of the night.” I… didn’t mean to just blurt that out.

Seth was just staring at me like I was crazy. But the kind of crazy that he liked. I bet he’s thinking about it right now, what I would do when I finally do sneak into his room.

I’d just need him to give me a key to his room first. Or ask him to leave it unlocked. And then I’d have to know if he was actually there or not. If there was anyway he wouldn’t be in the mood. If it was later than what I should have gone. If I was in the mood…

Damn it, there are too many ifs. My brain can’t take it, I have a headache.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow then?” I feel like I’m setting up a date for me and him. I guess I sort of am, if all goes the way that I hope it does. Mainly me, Blue and him getting to know each other enough for Seth to want to come see Blue too so that I barely have to beg him.

Hey, he may be secretly bi, and I couldn’t have it if he got to know my sister a little too well, now can I?

Well, then again, it’s not like he could cheat on me. If he did, then there’d be repercussions, right?

Guess I should go to bed. I was fucking tired, today was one hell of a day. Blue was a bit toned down, more than I thought she’d be about me bringing a half and half chance of being gay guy home with me.

Oh yeah, there’s going to be hell tomorrow.