Can We Live with Our Mistake
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+. to F › Card Captor Sakura
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
8,052
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Card Captor Sakura, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Can We Live with Our Mistake
Can We Live with Our Mistake
(Sequel to Touya’s Lullaby)
(Author’s note- okay, here it is the second part you wanted. And be happy cuz I almost got caught with it by my younger sis and her boyfriend. Also, I heard some complaints about the way I write so I tried to change it a bit. Now you’ll see why exactly I wrote in script format.)
Touya continued scrubbing at the bloody stain on the couch, the most obvious and visible memory of his and Sakura’s previous ‘sibling play’ from yesterday. Sakura just stood there timidly watching her brother hard at work when he finally paused to speak to her.
“ I thought I told you to go shower?”
“ I don’t remember you telling me that, Oni-Chan.”
He dropped the washcloth he had been using and inhaled sharply. He turn to face her directly, his expression it’s usually dull and unable to read.
“Well I’m telling you now. Go take a shower Sakura.”
His tone was serious, yet somehow…scared. Sakura nodded in compliment and ran off upstairs. Touya slumped his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. Now that she was out of the room, the tension had somewhat...well…died. As had some of that smell…
He shuddered. “I need to stop thinking those things about her.”
His eyes then drifted to back to the stain he had been so diligently working hard to remove. It then dawned on him. He had done it. He had robbed his precious thirteen year old sister of her virginity and screwed her mad. Not only that, it was HIS first time as well…maybe not his first love…but his first time. What would happen now? What would people think if they knew? He knitted his brow in concentration and knelt down to the threatening stain once more.
“That will never come out.”
***
Sakura pulled some new clothes out of the closet she had planned to change into after she showered. Normally, she would just exit the bathroom in her towel alone and head straight for her room and change there; however, for some reason, no…she knew the reason…she felt more comfortable taking her clothes with her this time. She was just ready to exit her room when the phone rang. She jumped and let out a cry of surprise, dropping all of her clothes she carried in her arms. It rang a second time. She began to whisper soothing words to herself as she made her way over to the phone. What could it really be? It was her own personal phoneline. How many really knew that? It rang a third. She inhaled deeply and setting her garments down on her bed; answered it by the fourth ring.
“Hello, Kinomoto Sakura speaking.”
“My, my, Sakura-Chan! You sound formal! Did something happen?”
“Tomoyo-Chan??” She hadn’t meant for it to come out sounding so shocked but she quickly recovered. “You are so right! Since my dad is out of town, I thought maybe that I should be more responsible while he’s gone!”
“Oh Sakura-Chan! That is so like you! Anyway, you should see this outfit I put Kero-Chan in. He is so kawaii now!”
Tomoyo giggled and Sakura could vaguely make out Kero spouting something like “Kawaii my foot! Let’s put you in white frills and see how you like it!”
Tomoyo giggled again. “I was thinking of bringing him over to show you, yes?”
“OH NO, NO, NO!”
“What? Nani desu wa? Why not? Is something wrong Sakura-Chan?”
“It’s just that…I still have to shower, then dress, then I have to go shopping for a HUGE load of groceries…”
“Why don’t I come help you?”
“Oh no please…Tomoyo-Chan…I can’t ask you to do that. Plus, I have so many other chores to do.”
“Kero-Chan said it wasn’t your day.”
“I traded with Tou…Oni-Chan.”
Silence echoed the other line. All Sakura could hear was vague breathing to cue her in that her best friend hadn’t hung up on her. She felt her face heat up and her heart begun to race. Had she slipped up that bad? What would Tomoyo think if she knew? After what seemed like hours of silence Tomoyo finally spoke.
“Hai desu wa, Sakura-Chan. I’ll call you later tonight okay? Just don’t push yourself too much on all those chores okay?”
“Hai…Ja’ne Tomoyo-Chan.”
“Hai Sakura-Chan, bye.”
CLICK! Sakura placed the phone back in its cradle and sighed heavily. Was it okay to lie to Tomoyo like that? More importantly, why was she trying so hard to keep her best friend away from the house?
(To get another chance with Oni-Chan of course.)
She shook her head abruptly. NO! No, that couldn’t be it. She immediately snatched her stuff and raced to the bathroom before anymore sexual thoughts could enter her mind. She dropped her clothes on the toilet tank and hung up her towel. Stripping off her smelly garments and tossing them to the floor; she turned on the showerhead and stepped in. The water felt good on her senses…too good…She closed her eyes and smiled as she began to see her brother’s face in her head, that look of lust and concentration he had as thrusted himself into her. She moaned at the familiar memory and longed to experience it just one more time. Refocusing the showerhead, she aimed it so it was spraying directly on her pussy. It wasn’t quite right. She reached for Touya’s shampoo, taking a whiff of it before she attempted to do what she was about to do. The familiar smell made her moan some more and caused her to become even horny. Since when had she become such a whore? Slowly, she took the bottle and began to lightly press it against her opening. Cap facing her pussy, She began to thrust it inside and trying to mimic the pattern Touya had oh so generously shown her yesterday. It wasn’t quite the same but it was pleasing none the less. She forced herself to reenact the scene once more.
“Oh Touya…onigai…motto, motto, motto…”
She popped open the cap and began to let it seep slightly into her pussy. She began to tear from how the cold jelly burned so; but still felt close to the same-as close as she would get for now. She began to fuck it desperately; crying out her brother’s name as she came.
“OOH GOD TOUYA ONI-CHAN!! IT’S SSSOOO RIGHT AND I CAN’T STOP!! WHY CAN’T I STOP??
She immediately dropped the bottle and backed up against the shower door. Trying to calm her racing heart and waiting for her sore pussy walls to close back to their original state. Her eyes began to slowly well up into tears as she realized what she had done.
“He’s my brother. He is…my brother. I can’t love him just because he is my brother. I’m not allowed to love him…he is my…Oni-Chan, and I can’t love him. I can’t ever love him.
Slowly she collapsed to her knees on the shower floor and, wrapping her arms around herself began to sob uncontrollably.
(Author’s note- phew! Done! Wow, that actually wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be…I think. Anyways, more to come I promise, maybe even today cuz my vacation from college is soon to be over so I gotta do what I can now, heh, heh. Oh and btw, let me know if I should keep it this way or change it back to script format otherwise I’ll just stay this way for the next time okay unless it’s really, really bad. )
(Sequel to Touya’s Lullaby)
(Author’s note- okay, here it is the second part you wanted. And be happy cuz I almost got caught with it by my younger sis and her boyfriend. Also, I heard some complaints about the way I write so I tried to change it a bit. Now you’ll see why exactly I wrote in script format.)
Touya continued scrubbing at the bloody stain on the couch, the most obvious and visible memory of his and Sakura’s previous ‘sibling play’ from yesterday. Sakura just stood there timidly watching her brother hard at work when he finally paused to speak to her.
“ I thought I told you to go shower?”
“ I don’t remember you telling me that, Oni-Chan.”
He dropped the washcloth he had been using and inhaled sharply. He turn to face her directly, his expression it’s usually dull and unable to read.
“Well I’m telling you now. Go take a shower Sakura.”
His tone was serious, yet somehow…scared. Sakura nodded in compliment and ran off upstairs. Touya slumped his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. Now that she was out of the room, the tension had somewhat...well…died. As had some of that smell…
He shuddered. “I need to stop thinking those things about her.”
His eyes then drifted to back to the stain he had been so diligently working hard to remove. It then dawned on him. He had done it. He had robbed his precious thirteen year old sister of her virginity and screwed her mad. Not only that, it was HIS first time as well…maybe not his first love…but his first time. What would happen now? What would people think if they knew? He knitted his brow in concentration and knelt down to the threatening stain once more.
“That will never come out.”
***
Sakura pulled some new clothes out of the closet she had planned to change into after she showered. Normally, she would just exit the bathroom in her towel alone and head straight for her room and change there; however, for some reason, no…she knew the reason…she felt more comfortable taking her clothes with her this time. She was just ready to exit her room when the phone rang. She jumped and let out a cry of surprise, dropping all of her clothes she carried in her arms. It rang a second time. She began to whisper soothing words to herself as she made her way over to the phone. What could it really be? It was her own personal phoneline. How many really knew that? It rang a third. She inhaled deeply and setting her garments down on her bed; answered it by the fourth ring.
“Hello, Kinomoto Sakura speaking.”
“My, my, Sakura-Chan! You sound formal! Did something happen?”
“Tomoyo-Chan??” She hadn’t meant for it to come out sounding so shocked but she quickly recovered. “You are so right! Since my dad is out of town, I thought maybe that I should be more responsible while he’s gone!”
“Oh Sakura-Chan! That is so like you! Anyway, you should see this outfit I put Kero-Chan in. He is so kawaii now!”
Tomoyo giggled and Sakura could vaguely make out Kero spouting something like “Kawaii my foot! Let’s put you in white frills and see how you like it!”
Tomoyo giggled again. “I was thinking of bringing him over to show you, yes?”
“OH NO, NO, NO!”
“What? Nani desu wa? Why not? Is something wrong Sakura-Chan?”
“It’s just that…I still have to shower, then dress, then I have to go shopping for a HUGE load of groceries…”
“Why don’t I come help you?”
“Oh no please…Tomoyo-Chan…I can’t ask you to do that. Plus, I have so many other chores to do.”
“Kero-Chan said it wasn’t your day.”
“I traded with Tou…Oni-Chan.”
Silence echoed the other line. All Sakura could hear was vague breathing to cue her in that her best friend hadn’t hung up on her. She felt her face heat up and her heart begun to race. Had she slipped up that bad? What would Tomoyo think if she knew? After what seemed like hours of silence Tomoyo finally spoke.
“Hai desu wa, Sakura-Chan. I’ll call you later tonight okay? Just don’t push yourself too much on all those chores okay?”
“Hai…Ja’ne Tomoyo-Chan.”
“Hai Sakura-Chan, bye.”
CLICK! Sakura placed the phone back in its cradle and sighed heavily. Was it okay to lie to Tomoyo like that? More importantly, why was she trying so hard to keep her best friend away from the house?
(To get another chance with Oni-Chan of course.)
She shook her head abruptly. NO! No, that couldn’t be it. She immediately snatched her stuff and raced to the bathroom before anymore sexual thoughts could enter her mind. She dropped her clothes on the toilet tank and hung up her towel. Stripping off her smelly garments and tossing them to the floor; she turned on the showerhead and stepped in. The water felt good on her senses…too good…She closed her eyes and smiled as she began to see her brother’s face in her head, that look of lust and concentration he had as thrusted himself into her. She moaned at the familiar memory and longed to experience it just one more time. Refocusing the showerhead, she aimed it so it was spraying directly on her pussy. It wasn’t quite right. She reached for Touya’s shampoo, taking a whiff of it before she attempted to do what she was about to do. The familiar smell made her moan some more and caused her to become even horny. Since when had she become such a whore? Slowly, she took the bottle and began to lightly press it against her opening. Cap facing her pussy, She began to thrust it inside and trying to mimic the pattern Touya had oh so generously shown her yesterday. It wasn’t quite the same but it was pleasing none the less. She forced herself to reenact the scene once more.
“Oh Touya…onigai…motto, motto, motto…”
She popped open the cap and began to let it seep slightly into her pussy. She began to tear from how the cold jelly burned so; but still felt close to the same-as close as she would get for now. She began to fuck it desperately; crying out her brother’s name as she came.
“OOH GOD TOUYA ONI-CHAN!! IT’S SSSOOO RIGHT AND I CAN’T STOP!! WHY CAN’T I STOP??
She immediately dropped the bottle and backed up against the shower door. Trying to calm her racing heart and waiting for her sore pussy walls to close back to their original state. Her eyes began to slowly well up into tears as she realized what she had done.
“He’s my brother. He is…my brother. I can’t love him just because he is my brother. I’m not allowed to love him…he is my…Oni-Chan, and I can’t love him. I can’t ever love him.
Slowly she collapsed to her knees on the shower floor and, wrapping her arms around herself began to sob uncontrollably.
(Author’s note- phew! Done! Wow, that actually wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be…I think. Anyways, more to come I promise, maybe even today cuz my vacation from college is soon to be over so I gotta do what I can now, heh, heh. Oh and btw, let me know if I should keep it this way or change it back to script format otherwise I’ll just stay this way for the next time okay unless it’s really, really bad. )