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Chapter 14: Morning After My eyes blink open, the world a soft blur of color and warmth. It takes a moment for everything to come into focus, but then I feel it—her breath against my skin, the weight of her body on mine. Iris. She’s sprawled across my chest, platinum-blue hair tickling my nose as she sleeps soundly. Her lips are parted in a gentle sigh, and she’s wrapped around me so thoroughly that I’m not sure where she ends and I begin. My brain stumbles over itself, trying to make sense of everything. Last night comes rushing back in vivid flashes—her teasing words, the heat of her body, the wild way we both came undone together. And now this. Waking up with her still draped across me like none of it was some fever dream. I sighed and threw my head back in the couch. I can’t believe everything that happened yesterday. But here she is. It was real, every single part of it She’s sleeping so peacefully, her breasts rising and falling as she breathes. Her legs are tangled with mine, pinning me beneath her like a soft, warm trap. She murmurs a little in her sleep, a satisfied sound that makes me flush with embarrassment—and something else I can’t quite name. Even when she’s asleep, she’s holding on to me like I’m going to disappear if she doesn’t. Iris stirs slightly, making a sleepy little noise before nuzzling closer into my neck. Her ears twitch adorably as she shifts against me, lips brushing my skin in an unconscious imitation of what she’d done all night. People would give anything to see this, to be where I am. Iris, the impossibly beautiful future powerhouse, wrapped around me like I’m the most precious thing in the world. They’d be shocked, confused—maybe even jealous. All those powerful mages at the academy would never believe it. Never imagine her with someone like me. But here she is, sticking to me like glue and refusing to let go even in her sleep. I stare up at the ceiling, trying to process it all. Even now, knowing how intense she is, how serious...I’m still trying to wrap my head around why. Why me? Her grip on me tightens slightly, as if she senses even in sleep that I’m doubting everything again. I can’t help it—this whole thing feels like a crazy dream I’m going to wake up from any second. And yet...she’s here. I let my hand wander up to her hair, brushing it back from her face so I can see her clearly. Her features are impossibly striking, even like this—and I find myself tracing the outline of her cheek, her jaw, the soft curve of her full pink lips. It doesn’t seem real. I let my hand wander lower, over the impossible shape of her body as she sleeps against me. The weight of her breasts pressing into my chest, the curve of her hips holding me in place. My fingers brush the thick fur of her tail as it curls around us both, keeping me locked in with her. Do I deserve this? I’m happy—so damn happy—but there’s fear mixed in, a nagging doubt that won’t let go no matter how tightly she holds me. It’s all moving so fast; just yesterday Iris was my obsessive little sister and now she’s...this. More than I ever imagined, more than I ever thought I’d have. And I’m pinned beneath her, unsure whether I should be laughing or freaking out. Did she plan this all along? Somehow bring us here with sheer willpower and stubbornness? My head spins with the memory of last night and all its wild intensity. I shift beneath her, trying to get a better look at the goddess who’s claimed me so completely. As I move, my eyes catch the full extent of what we’ve done. Oh god. Her makeup is smeared in wild black streaks down her cheeks, giving her a messy, satisfied look that makes my heart pound. She looks wrecked—and impossibly beautiful—covered in the evidence of our night together. I’m staring at the sticky mess I’ve made of her when she stirs again, shifting enough for me to see how my cum glistens on her skin. It mats the fur of her tail and curves around every inch of her body. All over her ass, just like she wanted. What the hell have I done? I’m a mess, a complete disaster, and I’ve dragged her into it. This is Iris, my sister—or she was, until I completely lost control like some horny bastard who just... "Jeez," I mutter to myself, feeling the hot flush creep up my neck at the memory of her coming completely undone on top of me. A shrill beep cuts through the silence, startling me out of my daze. It takes a second to realize it’s coming from somewhere beneath our tangled mess of clothes. My phone alarm, buried in the discarded heap. I shift awkwardly under Iris’s weight, trying not to wake her as I reach for it. She whimpers slightly but doesn’t stir, lost in sleep as my hand closes around the buzzing device. Shit, how is it already morning? The academy. Classes. Real life crashing back. I’m still processing when Iris lets out a sleepy groan and shifts on top of me. Her eyelashes flutter, eyes opening slowly as she nuzzles my chest. "Luke..." she murmurs, voice thick with sleep and satisfaction. My breath catches as her gaze finds mine, those beautiful mismatched eyes locking onto me with the kind of focus that makes my heart skip. She looks like she’s waking up to everything she could ever want. "Good morning," I manage, swallowing hard. A smile spreads across her face, lazy and content. "It is now." She stretches against me like a cat in the sun, soft curves pressing into my body as she rubs her cheek against my neck. Her tail uncurls and spreads into the morning sun, wagging happily as she does her fox things. "About last night..." I start, unsure how to even begin untangling this mess. "It was perfect," she interrupts, her voice full of sleepy conviction. "Better than anything I dreamed." I feel my face heat up, remembering her breathless moans and the way she screamed my name. I made her like that. Me. She shifts off me slightly, reaching down to grab my shirt from the floor and wiping across her skin without a hint of embarrassment. The sight of her cleaning herself with my clothes sends a strange thrill through me. "Luke, Luke, Luke," she hums as she rubs it over her tail, catching every sticky bit I’ve left there before moving to her juicy cheeks and cleaning the mess I had made there. Her eyes are bright and teasing now, watching me turn redder by the second. "Who knew you had this in you?" "I’m...I’m sorry," I stammer, half expecting her to snap awake and realize how crazy this all is. Sorry for what? For losing myself so completely? For loving every second of it? Oh god, maybe I’m apologizing for not being good enough even though she clearly thinks otherwise. Iris tosses the shirt away and lunges at me, sending me sprawling into the couch cushions as she captures my face in her hands. "Sorry?" she breathes, eyes wild with delight. "For making me the happiest girl in the world?" Her lips crash against mine, hot and eager, kissing away everything I was about to say. I gasp as she moves over my cheek, my jaw, trailing down to nip at my neck with surprising intensity. "Iris—" I manage between her greedy kisses, squirming under her relentless enthusiasm. She’s like a whirlwind I can’t escape from, pressing closer, devouring every inch of my skin with hungry affection. She pulls back slightly to catch her breath, only to dive in again with renewed fervor. Her focus is maddeningly complete, leaving me flustered and dazed beneath her. "We...uh...we should get going," I blurt out desperately. "Classes start soon!" Her lips crash back onto mine, and I barely manage a muffled protest before she’s devouring me again. It’s like she can’t get enough, covering my face with kisses until my head spins and I forget what I was even trying to say. "Uh-uh," she murmurs between kisses, her lips trailing over my cheek. "Not going anywhere." I squirm beneath her, laughing despite myself as she nuzzles into my neck with more determination than should be possible this early in the morning. "Iris, serious—there’s no way we’re skipping!" Her eyes flash up at me, playful and challenging. "Why not? We had so much more fun here." She plants another hot kiss below my ear, and I shiver helplessly against her. My resolve is crumbling fast, but I force out a breathless response. "Everyone will notice if we don’t show! And...and what about your reputation?" She pulls back just enough to give me a pout, her full lips tempting and needy. "But I want to stay here." She said with a cute whine, like a child that wasn’t getting what she wanted. That look—it’s almost enough to break me. I’m already wavering when she shifts, pinning my arms above my head with force, eyes locked onto mine as she continued her playful attacks. I push against the warm weight of her, trying to keep my head clear even as her tail wraps around me again. "I know...but we’re already on thin ice after last time. If we don’t show, they might—" She sighs dramatically, cutting me off with another quick kiss before finally relenting. "Fine," she grumbles, rolling off me with a playful shove. I catch a glimpse of those perfect curves as she sits up, stretching like she hasn’t got a care in the world. I sit up next to her, raking a hand through my hair and trying to look less like I’ve been completely ravished. "You’re really okay with it?" I ask, still half-expecting her to throw me back down. She stands, giving me a sly grin as she heads towards the bathroom. "As long as you’re willing to make it up to me later." I watch, mesmerized by the way her hips sway and her backside bounces with every step. Her tail flicks teasingly, and she tosses a playful look over her shoulder before disappearing around the corner. She knows exactly what she’s doing.