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Ears to You, Luz Noceda	By : GrayNeko Category: +M through R > Owl House, The Views: 14973 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The halls of Hexside were aroar with the bustling throngs of students as the last class of the day let out. The tide of bodies quickly dispersed as weekend plans spurred haste in some of their steps, leaving those who chose to enjoy the freedom at a more placid pace to drift along.
Luz dug a nail into her palm to remind herself to keep to the same unhurried rhythm, even as anticipation filled her with the sense that she had an itch she couldn’t scratch. She had managed to get a handle on her darker impulses since the incident with Eda and Amity, so being around all these potential playmates didn’t rile her up nearly as much as it did that first time. Having those two around for stress relief certainly helped out in that department, but at that moment her excitement was threatening to bubble over.
She meandered around a corner, finally spotting her targets. A casual glance showed the hallway was nearly empty; she just needed to stall them until they were alone.
“Hey, you two, how’s it going?”
Emira and Edric Blight turned in unison, naturally striking poses that made them seem relaxed and aloof, otherwise known as the definition of cool.
“Hey, cutie,” Emira said. From the way she was watching Luz, she was clearly trying to get a rise out of Luz with her blatant flirtatiousness, which usually worked well on Luz. Emira’s eyebrows peaked in surprise as Luz remained unfazed.
“Hey, Luz,” Edric said, seemingly oblivious to his sister’s failed attempt to tease Luz. “I’m surprised Mittens isn’t with you. You two have been spending a lot of time together lately.”
That was the thing about Edric that made him so tricky. He was definitely the goofier of the twins, but that didn’t mean he was incapable of being just as cunning or observant as his sister.
“Well,” Luz replied, “Amity is really fun to hang out with. I’ve been learning so much with her help.” Luz couldn’t keep a hint of red from her cheeks as she thought about exactly what kind of things she had learned while fooling around with Amity whenever the opportunity arose.
“Was there something you wanted?” Edric asked as he leaned against his sister, clearly feeling victorious at getting a reaction out of Luz.
“Just curious if you two had plans for the weekend.”
“Why? You throwing a party or something?” Edric asked, continuing to take the lead, though Emira was quick to try to regain some semblance of footing in the conversation.
“You know,” she said, "with Mother away until the middle of next week securing business deals and Father rarely emerging from the lab, I bet we could throw an amazing party. If only we liked cleaning up after ourselves and could keep Amity from trying to tell on us.”
“Oh, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about Amity,” Luz replied. “At least not in that regard.”
The twins shared a look of slight concern at Luz’s words, but she continued to smile amicably at both of them.
“Can I ask you two something else?” Luz beckoned them closer, her voice dropping to a whisper as they leaned in. “I’ve been working on being a distraction. How would you say I’m doing?”
The twins straightened up in alarm, moving in that strange unison only twins can pull off, but it was already too late as a shadow fell over them. Any attempts at magic or cries for help were smothered by a wave of abomination goo that swept over them from behind. The last thing they saw before they were fully submerged was Amity walking from behind them and joining Luz, the two smiling warmly as they watched the twins struggle helplessly.

***

Emira regained consciousness slowly, lifting her head to groggily look around a dimly lit room that she recognized immediately. Seeing Amity’s room made her snap to attention, suddenly recalling her sister and Luz and their twisted smiles as she and Edric were nearly drowned in abomination muck.
She tried to move but only managed to wrench her shoulders painfully while also discovering a leather bit obstructing her mouth as she tried to curse at the pain.
Her head was free to move, and she swiveled it about to better understand her situation. Looking down revealed that she was embedded in an abomination that had been shaped into a wall, and worse, the parts of her that were exposed were naked. Glancing to her left made her double-take at the sight of Edric--not that she was surprised by his presence, as it made sense for him to be right beside her, but that he was equally naked, and his penis was just dangling there. She looked away quickly; the last thing she needed was for him to wake up and catch her looking at his junk.
She tested the strength of the abomination restraining her and found that the moment she tried to move, the normally pliant sludge hardened and resisted; something she hadn’t noticed in her initial panic. Even attempting to wiggle her fingers provoked the same response.
Seeing the door open made Emira jerk in her bonds in a reflexive attempt to cover herself up. Instead she was left grunting in pain as she glared at the doorway.
“Look who's awake,” Amity said with such extreme casualness that it felt like a slap in the face.
Behind Emira’s little sister came Luz, with her arms behind her back and her eyes looking at the floor more than anything else.
Emira was so focused on angrily glaring holes through their heads that it took her a moment to notice how they were dressed. Amity was wearing a fishnet body stocking with a thick black choker and nothing else. Emira’s eyes couldn’t help but take in how the black netting stood out against Amity’s pale skin, and how the diamond pattern perfectly highlighted her sister’s pale pink nipples.
Emira forced herself to look to Luz and blinked at her outfit. Luz was wearing what Emira thought were shiny lavender leather sleeves, but as she studied them, she realized it was a single piece that ran up and across the back of Luz’s shoulders, leaving her chest completely bare. It looked like Luz had butchered her shorts; there was just a strip of the material she wore around her waist, with the pockets flapping freely like strange little pouches. Honestly, it was more belt than anything, as there wasn’t even enough material to cover her cute little bald pussy. Stockings the same color and material as the topless top squeezed her thighs. All in all, it was a look that, were it not for her current predicament, Emira would have found very exciting.
“I imagine you have questions,” Amity said as she turned her desk chair to face them while Luz knelt beside it. Emira spared a glance at Luz’s submissiveness before focusing all her confusion and anger into punching Amity with her mind. Nothing happened, of course, but it helped Emira feel in control as her little sister approached her with a swagger Emira hadn’t thought reserved, prim Amity was capable of.
“Let’s make sure everyone's here before we really start the party,” Amity said as she sidestepped to Emira’s left so she was directly in front of Edric.
She tapped their brother’s face, softly at first, and then harder as Edric’s head rolled back and forth without him waking up. Amity was close to slapping him when his head suddenly shot up, eyes wide with alarm before settling on Amity’s face. The sight of his sister seemed to calm him down, and he tried to smile at her. Realizing he was gagged made his eyes widen again, then seeing Amity’s outfit made them go wider, then seeing Luz’s outfit made them go even wider, then seeing Emira out of the corner of his eyes made it seem like his eyes might actually fall out of his head.
He stared sidelong at Emira until she felt her cheeks burn, and forgot the futility of thrashing within the confines of the abomination. Seeing her twitch and shiver snapped Edric out of gawking, and he looked at her with such concern that she blushed harder.
Are you ok? It wasn’t a vocalized question, or even telepathic, but his eyes conveyed the question all the same. Just the by-product of sharing a womb and nearly every waking moment thereafter with another person.
Not really, but stay calm and we’ll figure this out. She knew Edric would get the gist of the look she gave him. Once, after a prank went sideways, they had come up with an alibi with nothing but glances between each other.
“If you two are done,” Amity snapped, drawing their attention back to her, “I’m going to ungag you, but only if you both promise not to yell. Not that it would do you any good; like you told Luz, Father is the only one home, and he’s elbow-deep in his work.”
The twins nodded slowly, and Amity drew a small magic circle, causing hands of purple muck to emerge from the wall entrapping them. Edric and Emira remained warily quiet as the leather bits came free, although Edric did make a show of working his jaw and probing his mouth with his tongue.
“Well, Mittens, whatever this is, so far, I have to say I'm impressed,” Emira finally said as the silence began to drag on. “But I do wonder if you haven't bitten off more than you can chew.”
“You think I can't handle the both of you?” Amity asked, meeting Emira's gaze evenly before glancing down.
Emira's victorious smirk faltered as she realized why Amity had looked down. She tried not to frown as Amity reached out and cupped Edric's balls. Edric gasped and tried to pull away from Amity's touch, but he couldn't budge an inch as she caressed his balls until his shaft began to rise, his helmet peeking out of his foreskin. Amity once again looked Emira dead in the eyes as her fingers trailed up Edric's cock and she rubbed her thumb in circles around the little area of exposed cockhead. Edric was moaning and grunting as he desperately tried to buck his cock against her hand, but Amity paid him no mind as she continued to work her thumb in circles until his glans was slick with precum.
Just when it seemed the teasing would be enough to push Edric over the edge, Amity let go of him. Edric shuddered as his cock bobbed and twitched, still teetering on the brink before he let out a deep breath as the tension began to ebb from him. Amity raised her hand, her thumb glistening with Edric's precum, and held the slick digit out to Emira, who pulled her head back as she grimaced.
“This is your only chance, Em. Clean my thumb and I'll go easy on both of you.”
Emira frowned as she stared at her sister’s gleaming thumb. She was trying not to wrinkle her nose as the sweaty stink of Edric’s crotch drifted across the small space.
“Do your worst, Mittens.”
Disappointment creased Amity’s face momentarily before she snapped her fingers on her other hand and Luz scurried to her side. Amity offered her thumb to Luz, who moaned happily as she suckled and diligently cleaned it. Emira and Edric looked to each other as Amity affectionately doted on Luz.
Did you have to antagonize her? Edric’s pained expression was partially due to the resurgence of his erection as he kept glancing at Luz suggestively sucking on Amity’s thumb.
If we show weakness, she’ll only try to boss us around more. She’s already insufferable.
Emira was pointedly ignoring the show going on before them, even if Luz did keep sneaking glances at their bound and naked forms as her hands began to drift down her own mostly nude body.
We’re nude and trapped. It doesn’t get much bossier than that!
Edric’s point was well made, so much so that Emira didn’t have a response. She chose to focus instead on Amity and Luz, hoping there would be something she could use to drive a wedge between them. Instead, all she saw was devotion and desire in the eyes of her sister and the human girl. Emira found it as annoying as it was arousing.
Amity snapped her fingers again, and Luz reluctantly let go of her thumb before settling onto her knees obediently beside Amity. Amity’s hand wound its way into Luz’s hair as Amity turned a menacing glare towards her siblings.
“I was simply going to make you two beg me to let you come, but you blew it. Now we are going to play a game of truth.”
Emira scoffed, “Truth or dare? That’s your big plan? Mittens, how disappointing. But then again, that's why we call you Mittens: because without Mother's hand up your ass, you’re useless.”
In a flash, Luz went from kneeling at Amity’s feet to growling in Emira’s face as her fingers wrapped around Emira’s neck, cutting off her air.
“LET GO OF HER!” Edric roared as he tried to throw himself at Luz, actually making the abomination flex a little as he struggled until veins visibly stood out against his skin.
Amity’s hand fell on Luz’s shoulder and, like flipping a switch, Luz’s anger was gone and her hands jerked away from Emira’s neck. Emira let out a rough gasp, coughing momentarily from shock as much as from the lack of air. When she was able to raise her head again, Emira found Luz once more calmly kneeling beside Amity, although now Emira regarded Luz with far more caution than she ever had before.
“I didn’t say truth or dare, dear sister, I said a game of truth,” Amity spoke evenly, as if the outburst hadn’t even happened. She shifted her gaze to Edric. “That was a very interesting reaction out of you, Ed, so I think we’ll start with you.”
Edric’s expression was a mixture of rage and apprehensive dread. Things were getting out of hand, and he and his sister were starting to realize how powerless they really were. He shot Emira a pleading glance as Amity moved to stand directly in front of him.
“Amity,” Emira said.
That got her attention. Amity turned on the spot to face Emira, tilting her head expectantly.
“Amity, whatever we did to make you do this, Ed and I are sorry. After the Knee and Grom, I thought things were getting better between us.”
Her words didn’t have the intended effect, as Amity only scowled. “Better? Do you think I'm that stupid? I know Mother had to bribe you two to take me to the Knee because she didn’t want to risk me burning down the house! And did you really think I didn’t know about the bets you two placed against me once I was named Grom Queen?!”
Amity’s hands began to tremble as she balled them into fists. “Have you two ever stopped to think that maybe I hate being Mother’s pet project? Ever since the second she saw my potential in her crystal ball I haven’t had a moment’s rest, so why did you two get a pass to do whatever you want?” Amity’s cheeks were wet with tears as she added in a barely audible whisper, “And why...why was it so easy for you two to let me suffer like that?”
Emira and Edric shared a long, silent look as Amity blinked away tears. Luz leaned her head against Amity’s fishnet-clad thigh.
“Because,” Edric said, “we didn’t like being constantly reminded that we weren’t worth the effort.”
All eyes looked to Edric, and he looked back at each of them with a small, sad smile. When his eyes met Emira's, he found her engulfed in bitter misery, but he silently implored her to help him explain.
“Twins have a tendency to favor Illusion magic,” Emira said. “Something about being natural mirrors or reflections or whatever. That isn't to say we couldn't have learned Abomination magic; it just would have taken a lot of time, effort, and money. Mother, being ever so economical, decided it would be more cost-effective to try again with another child.” She looked pointedly at Amity as she went on, “So really, when you think about it, we’re the reason you exist in the first place.” Emira let out a hollow, bitter laugh at that before her lips twisted into a vicious smile.
“She was so focused on you it didn’t matter how much we actually accomplished, so we started only doing enough to keep up appearances. After all, if she didn’t give a hexing damn about us, then why should we try to be anything but what we wanted to be?” Emira’s golden eyes burned with a sudden intensity as she locked eyes with Amity, “Then you had to go and try to take that from us! You want to know why we let you suffer?”
“Em, NO!” Edric tried to shout over her, his eyes growing wide with alarm as tears poured from both twins’ eyes.
“You want to play a game of truth!?” Emira shouted. “Well here’s a truth for you: It’s never been about you, Amity! You only matter because hurting you is the only way we can hurt her!”
The slap hit Emira so hard that her head rebounded off the abomination wall and darkness swam at the edge of her vision momentarily. Once everything stopped spinning, she expected to see Amity nursing a hand that surely had to have broken from the force of the blow, but her sister hadn’t moved. In fact, she seemed frozen to the spot, and her eyes were wide and vacant. Luz, on the other hand, suddenly filled Emira’s vision as she frowned sternly. Emira cried out as Luz grabbed the base of her long braid and wrenched it hard. Out of the corner of her eye Emira could just make out Edric, but he wasn’t struggling to aid her like last time. Instead, he was glancing between them and Amity, looking pale and drained.
“Amity,” Luz said, “I think your sister needs to spend some time thinking about what she did. Leave her ears and mouth uncovered.”
Emira’s eyes widened in confusion. Wasn’t Amity in charge? Why was Luz, who had been acting as though she were little more than Amity’s pet, now talking so assertively? Emira watched with growing horror as Amity’s hand moved while her expression remained unchanged, giving the impression that her hand was moving of its own accord.
Once the spell circle was complete, the wall of abomination began to roil and seethe around Emira. It surged over almost her entire body, enveloping everything but her ears and mouth, just like Luz had commanded. Emira panicked as her world became darkness. Struggling was as fruitless as ever, but her efforts redoubled as the muck plugged her nose, forcing her to breathe through her mouth.
She thought it would simply harden around her once she was fully covered, but her assumption was shattered as the muck maintained a thin sheet of viscous fluid all over her body that began to shift and squirm like a million little, probing feelers. Her breathing came in hitched bursts as she fought to keep from crying out while nearly every inch of her body was stimulated.
Despite the hellish distraction, her ears still strained for every little sound, trying to give her some hint of clarity amidst the chaos she and Edric were trapped in.

***

Luz watched Emira sink into the wall abomination with perverse pleasure. It certainly helped the throbbing of her hand. She hadn’t meant to hit Emira so hard, but then, a number of things hadn’t gone as she intended. The situation could still be salvaged, however, and Luz turned her attention to doing just that.
Amity was still seemingly in shock, swaying in place as she stared at nothing. Luz walked over and wrapped her arms around her pet, squeezing her tight as she rubbed her hand gently up and down Amity’s back. Slowly, Amity’s hands rose and returned the embrace, weakly at first, but her grip grew stronger as the tears began to flow freely.
“It’s all right, mi joya. Todo estará bien,” Luz whispered as she comforted Amity, while warily watching Edric over Amity’s shoulder. He seemed nearly as catatonic as Amity, though he did manage to meet Luz’s eyes. There was pain written all over his face, but Luz hardened her heart to his anguish, at least until she was sure Amity would be all right.
“Do you want me to take away what just happened? You know I can. You won’t have to remember anything she said if you don’t want to.”
“No, Lu-" Amity sniffled as she paused before continuing in a whisper. “Which should I call you?”
“Whichever makes you happy, hermosa,” Luz said softly as she slowly rocked them both side to side.
“No, Mistress.” The word brought a smile to Luz's lips. Her amusement grew at the sight of Edric's eyebrows climbing up his forehead in surprise.
“That’s my strong girl. Now, why don’t you take a seat and enjoy yourself while I have some fun with your brother.”
Amity nodded as she stepped back, rubbing the final remnants of tears from her eyes. As she settled into her desk chair, Luz stepped up to Edric. He pulled his head back a little as she leaned against the wall abomination, her body just shy of pressing against his exposed bits.
“Hey, Ed, how’s it going?”
“What did you do to my sister?” Edric asked, mustering just enough strength to at least sound like he wasn’t completely at her mercy.
“Amity?” Luz feigned innocence as she glanced backwards, drawing Edric’s gaze to his younger sister. Amity was staring hungrily at Luz while she pawed her own body. “Nothing she didn’t ask for,” Luz replied in a sultry whisper. “Or were you referring to your other sister?”
Luz’s mouth was so close to his as she spoke, daring him, before she turned her head to regard Emira. He slowly turned to look at Emira, too, licking his lips as his nervousness mounted. Together they watched Emira’s mouth open wide in a silent cry before she gulped down as much air as possible and then grit her teeth to keep back another cry. They could both see her ear twitching madly as she struggled. Luz glanced at Edric out of the corner of her eye and found him nearly entranced by the sight.
“Like I said,” Luz added, “nothing she didn’t deserve.”
Her words drew Edric’s attention back to her, and she leaned in close so she could whisper directly into his ear. “What do you deserve, Ed?”
She pulled back to watch his reaction and found herself surprised by the contrite curving of his eyebrows as he looked past her towards Amity.
“I’ve been a bad brother, to both of them,” he confessed. “Amity already had to deal with so much--she didn’t deserve how we treated her. But Em wouldn’t let up, and I-” His teeth clicked together suddenly, as if he had been about to talk himself right over the edge of a cliff and had stopped only just in time.
“You what, Ed?” Luz asked with genuine curiosity. The Blight siblings’ dynamic was already more interesting than she could have imagined, and Edric's behavior hinted at even spicier details. “If you’re a good boy and tell me without making me force you, I'll give you a treat.”
Edric shook his head and stared at the floor. Must be one heck of a secret, Luz thought.
“Uncover her eyes. I want her to see this,” Luz ordered.

***

Emira’s eyes fluttered as the world returned. Even the low light of Amity's room seemed harsh after her short time in complete darkness, but she pressed through the disorientation to look for Edric. Her breath hitched at the sight of him looking so defeated. She tried to call out to him, but the constant stimulation over the rest of her body turned her words into a shuddering moan.
She caught Luz side-eyeing her with a smirk before her eyes followed Luz’s hands towards Edric’s face. Luz’s fingers started at Edric’s chin and slowly trailed up his jaw. Even with everything that had already happened, the shock of watching Luz take hold of her brother’s ears was like being trapped in a hall of mirrors with a painbow: She felt like she was being turned inside out and there was no way to look away.
Edric gasped as his head shot up, but Luz held on tight and even took the opportunity to press her lips to his. A scream of rage and horror tried to escape Emira, but the feelers suddenly focused on her nipples and clitoris, and her cry dissolved into a choking gargle. She could barely make out Amity at the edge of her vision, smirking viciously at her as she maintained a magic circle.
“You will only speak the truth and will answer any question you are asked,” Luz said once she pulled back from the kiss. Edric’s eyes were wide and vacant as Luz continued to fondle his ears, and she seemed to be drinking in the rapture racing through him.
“Now, Ed, what is it about you and Emira that you didn’t want to tell me?”
Edric’s head lolled in Luz’s hands as she experimented with her grip on his ears, and eventually his slack-jawed mouth began to work to form words.
“I knew...she was taking it too far...but I couldn’t stop her because I-”
“NNNnnoooo!” Emira managed to finally cry out as heart-rending terror gave her the strength to resist the torturous pleasure. It startled Luz at least, as the human jumped back in surprise, yanking her hands away from Edric’s ears.
“I’m so in love with her,” Edric went on. “I can’t say no to her, no matter what.”
The room grew quiet with Edric’s confession, and Emira squeezed her eyes shut, if only so she wouldn’t have to see the look on Edric’s face as he was struck by the realization of what he had just admitted to. Her attempt at mental flight was foiled by the mess of conflicting signals rampaging through her body. Her limbs were numb, her gut felt like it was filled with filthy ice, and impossibly hot tears streaked down her cheeks.
She flinched when something touched her face, and she tried to throw her head about in a vain attempt to repel whoever or whatever it was. The abomination trapping her forced her to remain still, robbing her of even that petty act of defiance. The gentle caress along her tender cheek made her lip quiver as she struggled to keep back a sob.
“Is that all, Ed?” Luz’s voice was right next to Emira, practically purring in her ear.
“I've loved her for as long as I can remember. There is no one else for me, and there never will be.”
“Shut up, Ed!” Emira screamed, her eyes still shut tight because it made denying reality easier.
“No, Emira, you listen for once! I know you love me too. But you've always held yourself back, and I want to know why!”
Emira slowly opened her eyes and stared into the golden eyes of her brother. There was no silent communication between them this time, just Edric watching her with a tempestuous look on his face. If not for her imprisonment in abomination muck, she would have been shaking with rage and shame. How dare he humiliate her like this! Her words tripped over each other as she practically spat them at Edric.
“I don’t- We can’t- You know what she did after we failed to meet her expectations once! What do you think she’ll do if she can’t even marry us off for her own gain?!”
“I don't care, Emi!”
Emira sucked in breath at the use of a nickname she hadn't heard in years. Edric had called her that when they were little, and it had become a name that he used affectionately in private until she had realized how much further his affection went. She had put a stop to it immediately, even though it tore her heart out to watch her twin continue to look at her with such pining devotion. In the end, he had played it off as another one of his bouts of silliness, and for the sake of their relationship she had pretended the same. Over time, they got so good at pretending that she even allowed herself to believe it, even when she caught him looking at her when he thought she hadn’t noticed. He was still her twin; even if they couldn’t be in love with each other, she still loved him more than anything else in all the Isles.
“Let her throw us out! At least then we’d be free of her!” Edric argued, desperate for some kind of answer from her.
“Kicking us out would be the best-case scenario, Ed. Do you really think she would let us run around tarnishing the Blight name?” Emira’s voice cracked miserably as she shook her head.
“If she ever laid a hand on you, I’d kill her.”
Gasps filled the room, but Emira only had attention for her brother. He was looking solemnly at her, and if Luz hadn’t made it so he could only speak the truth, she would have thought it his poorest attempt at a joke yet.
“Wow, this is so much better than The Symphony of Frost and Flames.”
Both twins looked toward the interruption and found that Luz had joined Amity at her chair, sitting on Amity’s lap. Luz was watching them excitedly with flushed cheeks as Amity rested her head against Luz’s breast.
Emira opened her mouth to scream at Luz, but Amity was faster, raising a hand that had been running up and down Luz's thigh. Emira's words died on her tongue as Amity held a nearly completed circle in the air, the abomination-goo seething around her and Edric in anticipation.
“What are you going to do to us now?” Edric’s voice was soft and monotone; Emira could almost feel his exhaustion as he stared at the floor.
“Well, that depends entirely on Amity. After all, she was the one who picked you two for our playtime.”
A scream filled the room, and it took Emira a moment to realize it was coming from her. She roared like an enraged slitherbeast until a film of abomination slid over her mouth. Gagged once more, she raged at Amity, her teeth gnashing at the seal. Her limbs ached from the strain of her struggles, but none of it mattered as her all-consuming fury fueled her. If it was the last thing she did, she would make Amity pay for all this humiliation.
“Emi, stop! Please!”
Edric’s begging barely registered as Emira cast aside the last remnants of her carefully constructed and maintained façade. She had spent years crafting the illusion of being the perfect daughter, accomplished and proper, someone others recognized as superior just by looking at her and envied behind closed doors. All that work was gone, leaving the angry, bitter, jealous girl who hated herself for loving her brother the way he loved her but who denied them their chance at happiness for the sake of appearances.
Luz and Amity had risen to their feet and approached the twins as she continued to struggle. Emira’s efforts redoubled as Amity came to stand directly in front of her. The slap wasn’t nearly as hard as when Luz had hit her, but the shock of it cut through her mindless rage all the same. Before she could recover, Amity’s fingers pinched her ears.
After being so completely filled with white-hot anger, the jolt of pleasure that shot through her was biting and left her feeling fractured and brittle. She managed to look Amity in the eyes, expecting a gloating smile on her sister’s face, but Amity’s sad frown and furrowed brow was like another slap to the face.
“I don’t want to hate you, Emira,” Amity said softly as her fingers began to stroke the length of Emira’s ears. It was all Emira could do not to cross her eyes as Amity’s touch sapped her anger and left her shivering with delight.
“I don’t think you really want to hate me, either. I could make it so you don’t. I could make it so that you are the sister I’ve wanted and needed since I was little, but I thought it would be nice if I gave you a choice. You can close your eyes, go to sleep, forget everything that’s happened since the end of school today, and go back to the way things have been. Or, with Mistress’s help, you and Ed can try to be happy. I can’t promise how much of all of this you’ll remember but, at the very least, things will be different.”
Amity’s grip on Emira’s ears waned until it was barely noticeable, giving Emira a window of clarity. Her anger was still there, but it was a pathetic shadow of its former intensity and was mostly fueled by her own self-loathing. Her life up until this moment had been so full of lies, some out of necessity, and some just because the hurt she inflicted helped dull her own pain. She looked for Edric and was just able to meet his eyes over Amity’s arm. Luz was massaging his ears gently while she whispered into one ear, but he was using every last shred of willpower to focus on Emira.
Please Emi, if not for me, then do this for you.
His eyes glazed over a second later, and Emira couldn’t deny the sharp pang in her heart as he turned and kissed Luz deeply. She turned back to Amity, who tried to keep a neutral face, but Emira caught the hint of exhaustion in her eyes. It was the same exhaustion Emira realized she felt toward the life she had lived up to this point. Aside from having Edric around, there wasn’t anything she actually enjoyed. It was time to try something different.
“I want to be hap-” Before Emira had finished, the abomination holding her in place dissolved, and she collapsed to her hands and knees. Amidst working feeling back into her limbs, she saw Edric in a similar position out of the corner of her eye. Movement drew her eye, and she stared as Luz sauntered toward her with a confidence that made her almost unrecognizable to Emira.
“So glad you decided to join us, Em. Sorry about the rough treatment earlier,” Luz said as if she were apologizing for spilling a drink, and not for choking and slapping her. Emira couldn't fight the flinch as Luz knelt beside her and stroked her hair, running her hand down Emira's long, thick braid. Emira was so focused on the hand trailing down her hair that Luz was able to easily grab hold of her ear with her other hand. Emira’s hands shot to Luz’s wrist reflexively, but Luz simply seized her other ear as well, and it became all Emira could do to hold on to Luz weakly.
“I’m going to be honest with you, Em,” Luz said, “I really want to fuck your brother. He’ll be the first dick I’ve ever tried. However, considering you’ve been blue-balling him for who-knows-how-long, maybe you should have first crack. So answer me honestly: Who should go first?”
Years of well-honed habits faded to nothing in the face of the compulsory effect that Luz’s ear-stroking was having on her. “Me! Please, let me go first. I have so much to make up to him.”
“Hmm.” Luz rolled Emira’s ear tips between her fingers as she considered the answer. Emira quaked as her eyes threatened to roll back into her head, her breath coming in gasping bursts. “Okay, but you have to do anything I say while we’re in Amity’s room. First rule: You can’t leave this room until I say so. So have fun, but don’t be surprised if I decide to join you two at some point.”
Luz letting go of her ears was like being let off a leash; Emira had never felt so free as she scrambled to Edric. He smiled and opened his arms to her, which she happily collapsed into. The embrace, even in the nude, was incredibly platonic, but it was the first mutual expression of their feelings for each other and so was rapturous in its own way. Emira looked up at Edric, her inhibitions shattered, and she saw the joy she felt mirrored back at her.
“Ed, Edric, I’m so sorry. You've been so loyal, and all I've ever done is-"
Her words were swallowed up in a kiss that she gladly melted into. Edric had always been so deferential in their roles as siblings, something she had always taken advantage of until now. For him to take the lead was an exciting change in their dynamic.
She could feel his erection pressing against her stomach, hot and twitching with need. Her hand slipped between them, seeking out his cock and gripping it gently. Edric shuddered with pleasure even as he was gripped with hesitation, unsure if Emira was going on the offensive. Emira’s lips curled upwards as they continued to press against his; this was so new and exciting that she didn’t blame him for being uncertain.
She pulled back from his lips just enough to whisper, “Let me make you feel good.”
She pressed into him once more, slowly pushing him down until he was lying on his back. Emira quickly shuffled backward until she could kneel between Edric’s legs. Her hand slowly stroked his cock, focusing mainly on peeling back his foreskin with her downward strokes. Edric watched her almost in disbelief as she lowered herself onto her stomach, bringing her face so close to his cock that he could feel her warm breath tickle his balls.
Emira continued to gently stroke Edric's dick while she examined it up close. This was her first time really looking at anyone’s dick; sure, she had seen Edric naked when they were younger, but they had been far more innocent then, or at least as innocent as two emotionally damaged children could be. His helmet was swollen and red from all the teasing and edging he’d been put through already. When she gripped his shaft at the base, not quite half the length still protruded above her hand. She was sure that made him above average, at least for a non-demon witch, if what she had overheard from gossipy girls at school was to be believed.
Though she had wrinkled her nose at the scent earlier, now she breathed it in deeply until her head began to spin. The briny and biting odor was overwhelming, yet she found she couldn’t get enough. Tentatively, she touched the tip of her tongue to his precum-covered helmet, letting the slimy fluid play over her tongue. It was saltier than his scent, but what really caught her attention was his reaction. Edric let out a hearty moan of approval, which drew her eyes to his, and the look of adoration on his face took her breath away.
Until today, Edric had never expressed out loud his feelings for her, and in her denial she had brushed it off as mere infatuation. Deep down, though, she had always understood why he hadn't had any relationships, and that had always been a gnawing concern of hers for her brother's future. Until today, she had been ready to accept whoever her mother eventually picked for her, banking on getting some enjoyment from making them miserable for the rest of their life. Now, though, with the truth out in the open, she knew her greatest sin had been letting Edric believe her worst fear was being stuck with him forever. She would rather die than ever be without Edric.
Emira flashed him a smile before wrapping her lips around his cock. He tensed as she took a moment to work his cock around in her mouth, doing her best to mind her teeth. As her confidence grew, she began to sink lower onto his cock while still slowly stroking him.
“Oh, Emi.”
The two simple words were overflowing with praise and left Emira blushing furiously. Their eyes remained locked on each other as she pushed herself to take more of his cock. Her free hand traveled up Edric's stomach, enjoying the feel of his smooth skin until she found her real goal and grasped Edric’s hand as he grasped hers. Their fingers entwined while he squeezed affectionately; then he tilted his head curiously as she pulled his hand back towards her.
His curiosity turned to surprise as she guided his hand towards her face, specifically to her ear. They both knew the significance of the gesture, and she managed to work in a quick nod while bobbing up and down on his cock. Slowly, his fingers made contact, and Emira leaned into his touch, letting his cock push out her cheek momentarily. One ear wasn’t enough to rob her of her senses, but it did make it feel like the sweat all over her body had frozen instantly. Edric's other hand trembled as it made its approach, and by the time he grasped her other ear, she was trembling in anticipation.
She moaned around his cock as he switched his grip so that he held her ears like they were handles. Every squeeze and press of his fingers sent chills up and down her spine. The blissful rime enveloping her brain was robbing her of other senses, but Edric was happy to take over for her, tightening his grip as he pulled her down onto his cock. She gagged slightly at first as he over-eagerly bucked his hips as well, but the reflex faded as her body relaxed almost to the point of numbness.
“Emi, I'm going to come!” Edric breathlessly moaned. “Swallow it!”
It felt like he was trying to yank her ears off as he hilted his cock in her mouth, and she loved every second of it. She gagged as his hot, bitter seed filled her mouth, but her body obeyed his command and began reflexively swallowing even as the taste made her eyes water. Edric’s hands fell from her ears as his erection finally began to flag, and on trembling limbs, she began to slowly lift herself off him.
Emira had barely risen off of Edric when a hand gripped the base of her braid and pulled her up roughly onto her knees. Her hands went automatically for the arm assailing her, but that left her unable to stop Luz’s lips from clashing with hers. Her eyes widened as Luz’s tongue invaded her mouth, roughly probing every nook and cranny. Before she could even formulate the idea of pushing Luz away, the kiss ended, and Luz let her sink back to the floor.
“Hmm, so that’s what semen tastes like. Salty with just a hint of pool water,” Luz said introspectively before returning her focus to the twins and smiling.
“Well, that was certainly entertaining, but I think it’s time to move on to the second act. How do you both feel about anal?”

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