Her hands released his hair. Aiko was breathing hard, trying to catch her breath. Those eyes looking into his with such adoration and light. When he turned her, her black furred tail flicked to the side. She gripped the chair tightly. A moan spilled his name from her lips as she waited for him to be inside of her. A small whimper at his kisses and nips. There wasn't going to be a more perfect time than now. She needed him so much.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"I love you,"</span>she breathed out, longing to hear him say it in her voice.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>He liked to see the wheels turning in his sister's head. Everyone knew she wasn't going to be the brightest bulb in the box. That didn't mean that Daikon didn't like making her have to think. She was going to be an amazingly smart and powerful fighter. He wasn't ever going to be near that. He rolled on his stomach for good measure, his tail wiggling behind him.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">"I'm not trying to be like mom. I'm trying to be like me. You make it very hard,"</span>he admitted, his face looking rather downcast.<span style="color: seagreen">"Everyone fusses over you and how you act. I'm hidden. How else am I supposed to feel?"</span><br/><br/>His white ears lowered against his head. They were much smaller than his mother's, but still showed off the small bit of him that was feline. He didn't get any enjoyment out of scratches like Aiko did. Daikon shifted again, lying on his side now. He turned off the lamp above his bed, sending the room into darkness.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">"Sometimes I wish that you weren't you,"</span>he mumbled, curling up into a ball.