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Living with a new person in the house was incredibly difficult. Especially when you were forced to call this new, strange person your sister. Minjeong hated that feeling, like chewing tiny shards of glass on your tongue, leaving a metallic taste. Karina was a little older than her, but she acted like she had already lived her whole life. The bitch was proud and narcissistic, and every time she went out with her, her friends would yell at her in awe, because how could someone as beautiful as Karina be a bitch? Of course, when Minjeong's friends came home, she would start acting like the best older sister in the world: gentle kisses on the temple, not too many to be considered suggestive, but enough to show concern; food prepared specifically for the tastes of Minjeong's circle, constant questions about her condition, and fake sweet laughter at the table. She let Minjeong's friends play her console, which Minjeong had to clean the entire house to use, just to get Karina to let her play; she bought them alcohol and snacks, flirted openly with Minjeong's best friend and told fairy tales about how perfect she was with a reserved, soft face, as if she were the queen of decency, and then seasoned it all with her words about how she loved Minjeong like her own sister, despite the fact that they were step-siblings! This whole game really pissed Minjeong off. It seemed like Karina was doing absolutely everything to make Minjeong stand up and shout the cherished: "no, it's all not true!", embarrassing herself in front of even more people.
The fact that Karina was an alpha was no better. And all these dominant habits were in her blood from the very beginning, with no way to disappear. Karina never suffered from her own body, from her nature, she lived comfortably and despite her attractive appearance was not afraid to walk alone at night or hang out in clubs. She was physically stronger simply from birth, and, according to her mother, she went to taekwondo for a long time when she was younger. Minjeong envied her. She did physical exercises, but her weight took its toll, and it was hard for her to be as strong as Karina. And in general, being in the same house with such a narcissistic, egotistical alpha was nauseatingly unpleasant.
“Minjeong, you're throwing things around the house again!”
One morning she wakes up from something heavy being thrown at her. Minjeong pulls the thing down from her face - it turns out it's her black sweatshirt. She hears the creaking of the curtain rod above the window, and suddenly the rays of bright sun hit her right in the eyes. She squeaks and squints, covering her face with her hands.
"You idiot, close the window!" she yells at Karina, turning away from the window in the opposite direction.
"It's already 9am, get up."
Karina walks around her room like a queen. Like this room belongs to her. Not like she moved into this house just a couple of years ago, when Minjeong lived here her whole life. Karina acts just like her fucking mother, and it only pisses Minjeong off more. Why did her father decide that they had a bad life together? She doesn't want to deal with this sick sister anymore.
"Get out of here! This is my room!" Minjeong grabs a pillow and throws it at Karina with all his anger.
Karina catches the pillow as if nothing happened, and carefully throws it back, leaving the room after that.
As soon as the door closes, the alarm clock starts beeping in the room.
Minjeong hits the phone in irritation.
Minjeong can think of at least a thousand more reasons to hate Karina. Like the fact that all her sweet influence over Minjeong's friends is not wasted. Karina suggests they go out together, and all of Minjeong's friends - the damn traitors - agree with bright smiles and glittering eyes, as if this is not an outing with an annoying older sister, but a trip to Paris itself with one of the Victoria's Secret models, or even worse, the new issue of Playboy with one of those models. Minjeong feels sick just thinking about it. She wouldn't be surprised if she found her male friends talking wetly about how Karina would be the perfect girlfriend, because that's exactly what happens when she's getting ready to go out, FaceTiming guys she practically called brothers.
To make matters worse, Minjeong knows she's about to go into heat. And she, at the very least, is uncomfortable being around the alpha who irritated her so much. This will cause even more discomfort than what is happening to her body.
When they go for a walk, Minjeong deliberately dresses lightly so that it is not so hot. A black top, sweatpants and a gray cardigan on top. She puts on light makeup, leaving her hair in a sloppy braid, reminiscent of the French style.
They go shopping together. For the first time, Minjeong's friends do not resent shopping, unlike Minjeong. When it starts to get dark outside, they go to eateries to eat. Minjeong sits down next to Karina, because she did not want to let her idiots get any closer to her sister.
Karina smells nice. An expensive mixture of honey and whiskey, although she has not drunk anything alcoholic. Minjeong notices how their knees touch under the table, although Karina does not seem to care. She laughs softly at all of Minjeong's friends' jokes, and of course everyone loves to hear her laugh - her voice is silky and deep, and her smile is straight out of a Hollywood movie. She's dressed very simply - a black blouse and skinny jeans with boots, but she's already gotten a few compliments on her outfit, even though it's the first thing she grabbed from the closet! Minjeong feels this injustice like something bubbling in her chest. Why does her sister always get more attention?
Towards the end of the evening, Minjeong stops thinking about anything and begins to regret going out, knowing that she's starting her heat. It's getting uncomfortably hot, her clothes are gradually starting to stick to her body, and everything is swimming before her eyes. Every sound now works as an irritant. Minjeong unconsciously presses herself closer to Karina, because at least they are close, no matter how much she doesn't want to admit it, and Karina's scent feels safer than everyone else's in the room.
Karina bows her head, hears Minjeong's heavy breathing and sees her lips slightly parted. A bright blush blooms on her pale face. She frowns and whispers:
"Are you okay? You look bad."
"Y-yeah. Don't pay attention," Minjeong almost hisses in response, but doesn't move away. The room smells of soju, fried meat, and spicy food that burns her throat. The stuffiness presses on her chest even more. The girl inhales heavily and grabs the table with her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force. The ringing sound of shot glasses filled with alcohol blurs in her mind into an unpleasant, hissing noise in the form of static.
Karina leans closer, her hot breath tickling the tips of her ears.
"Minjeong. I can see that you are not well," she whispers, her voice crumbling like velvet threads in her mind. "And your scent has gotten stronger," Minjeong can hear the dirty smirk in her voice. "I am an alpha after all... But I'm not the only one in this room." Minjeong almost whines at the words. Heat spreads in her lower abdomen. She's never been this close to Karina physically. The last time they hugged, Minjeong's hands shook for the next few hours. Back then Karina had simply stroked her back.
Karina is much closer now. Minjeong inhales the mixture of her natural scent and perfume, pressing closer to the curve of her neck. Her skin is soft and warm, almost makes you want to press your lips to it. Minjeong's forehead is burning. She attributes all her desires to her heat and this stupid dampness in her underwear.
Damn, she's wet. The realization makes Minjeong involuntarily rub her hips, a soft but disgruntled sound leaving her lips. She frowns innocently and already thinks about moving away from Karina, but the girl stops her. Karina's hand falls on Minjeong's waist, the pads of her fingers touching the bare skin under the cardigan in those places where it was open for everyone to see. The tip of her nail scratches the edge, like a cat playing.
"Stop it..." Minjeong whines pitifully.
Karina stands up from the table, picking up her purse, and lifts Minjeong up with her, pressing his warm palm completely to her waist.
“We’ll go.”
The taxi ride feels heavy and unpleasant. Minjeong opens the window, but her scent is still very noticeable inside the car. Her clothes are getting tight and hot, she can feel beads of sweat rolling down her spine. Her core is throbbing and aching unpleasantly, needing to be touched. The fact that she’s next to an alpha doesn’t make her situation better or ease her pain. She needs someone to touch her, otherwise she’ll go crazy, or she needs suppressants. Which she didn’t bring with her.
“Karina...” Minjeong mumbles whining, his hand touching Karina’s shoulder. “I don't feel well... I feel...” she inhales raggedly, “worse...”
Karina feels her pants getting tight from Minjeong's plaintive voice. God, how good she would sound if she could make her beg... And she has every chance to do it. She sees the sparkle in Minjeong's eyes, the reflection of bright street lights in beads of unshed tears. She hugs her like a good sister should, makes Minjeong hide her face in the crook of her neck so that she doesn't notice Karina's erection. Minjeong smells divinely good and tempting - the scent of peaches and vanilla remains like a sweet candy on her tongue, which she wants to lick and eat whole.
“Be patient,” she whispers, pressing her lips to Minjeong's head.
“It hurts...” a quiet whine in response.
Getting out of the taxi, Minjeong does not leave Karina's side for a step. The strands of hair sticking out of her hair stick wetly to her face. The air outside is unpleasantly cool. It has been dark for a long time, and the temperature has dropped a few degrees.
Minjeong clings to Karina and her warmth as the girl opens the door.
"Karina..." Minjeong whines, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, her gaze downcast, filled with a sense of shame. As soon as they enter, she sniffles and inhales raggedly, not letting go of the girl in front of her. "Help me..." She hiccups quietly. Her lower abdomen aches loudly, and her head is foggy with desire.
"Sweetheart, I don't..."
Minjeong doesn't listen and rubs her hips against the noticeable bulge in Karina's pants. Karina exhales heavily, a rough moan escaping her lips. Her palm falls on Minjeong's waist, pressing her closer.
“I need you...” she sobs. “I hate you so much, but I’m out of suppressants and I feel so bad, I feel like I’m going crazy and...” she mumbles in one sentence, almost leaning her weight on the girl.
Karina pretends that she had nothing to do with Minjeong’s pills disappearing. Her fingers wrap around Minjeong’s jaw and pull it up, pressing their mouths together in a deep kiss. How long she’s wanted to do this. Minjeong closes her eyes meekly, realizing that it’s all in vain, and sobs into her lips, her arms wrapped pitifully around Karina’s neck. All her hatred for Karina was shattered in one moment. Extinguished like a dying cigarette that was stepped on by the edge of a shoe. Her head starts spinning madly.
Karina pushes her onto her bed and pulls her clothes off, her beautiful, carefully ironed cardigan falling to the foot of the bed. Her hands immediately cup her breasts, still covered by her small bra. Minjeong's body arches into the touch, needing the warmth and release that Karina provides. She deftly unhooks Minjeong's bra and tosses it aside. Karina leans forward and leaves a trail of wet kisses: between Minjeong's breasts and down to her abs. Her fingers find their way to Minjeong's nipples, squeezing and gently twisting. Minjeong moans, covering her mouth with her hand. The scent of vanilla and peaches intensifies significantly, and her breathing becomes heavier.
"And what made you act so disrespectful and willful all this time?" Karina throws Minjeong's pants onto the floor. “That no one has ever,” slap! “fucked you properly?”
Minjeong whines, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her underwear is soaked with her arousal, and she's embarrassed to even look down. The mark from the blow blooms red on her skin.
“And you think you're worthy,” a slap between her legs. Minjeong howls in pain. “Worthy of acting like a fucking bitch?”
Jimin grabs Minjeong by her hair and lifts her off the bed, shoving her against the wall. Minjeong is pressed against the cold wall, her ass pressing against Karina's pelvis, clearly feeling the erection in Karina's pants. Fuck, she's so hard. Minjeong's wetness runs down the inside of her thigh, and the girl unconsciously squeezes her legs together to hide it, earning a hard slap for it.
“Spread your legs.”
Minjeong exhales heavily and spreads her legs wider. She licks her dry lips and closes her eyes, trying not to look at Karina. From behind, Karina pulls off her jeans and boxers, exposing her cock. She presses her hand on Minjeong's lower back so that she arches her back more, and then touches Minjeong's wet folds with her cock, running up and down. Minjeong chokes on pitiful sighs and tears, the discomfort in her lower abdomen growing along with the heat. She rubs herself unconsciously, moving her hips closer.
"Touch me... P-please... Karina...!" She sobs, rubbing her cunt against Karina's cock and wetting it with her moisture.
"Look at yourself..." Karina grins. "You pretended to be proud, but now you're acting like..." She abruptly enters Minjeong with her entire length, "a whore.”
Minjeong screams from the sudden penetration, pain mixing with pleasure, from the fact that her desire is finally being fulfilled. Her eyes widen in shock. Even if she was wet, she was not ready for such a stretch. Minjeong stutters and squeezes her eyes shut, trying to stop sobbing. Karina's cock is too big.
“W-wait... I... I'm not ready... Ah!”
Karina doesn't listen to her, starting to push. Slowly at first, pulling her shaft all the way to the tip and pushing inside. Minjeong lets out a guttural groan and lies her temple on the cold wall, trying to save herself from being overstretched. Karina goes deeper with a muffled moan from the warmth and tightness enveloping her cock.
Minjeong hangs her head down, tears starting to drip onto the floor as Karina fucks her from behind. Her knees almost give in, and all the thoughts in her head are mixed into a thick mush, among which only one word is heard.
Feels good.
She loves what Karina is doing to her.
She moans dirty as Karina buries her head in the crook of her neck and bites her scent gland, marking Minjeong as hers. As her omega, as something more than her sister.
"D-don't do this...!"
Minjeong cries weakly and arches her back as Karina starts to thrust even harder. Minjeong's brain is melting from the pace and intensity, her eyes almost rolling back in her head. Wetness runs down her thighs, leaving a sticky, unpleasant trail. The wet sound of skin slapping dissolves throughout the room as Karina's pelvis meets Minjeong's ass. Karina grabs Minjeong's hair and pulls her back sharply, thrusting her entire length into her. The velvety walls tremble around Karina's cock in response. Karina presses her palm to Minjeong's lower abdomen, feeling the barely noticeable bulge.
The smile melts on her lips as she pulls the girl into a kiss and cums, thick ropes of cum shooting inside. Minjeong feels the heat spreading in her belly, she clenches around Karina's cock and moans into her mouth, cumming on her cock. The pleasure spreads through her body and makes her limbs weak and flaccid, her knees almost buckling. They kiss sloppily, living the moment of pleasure together, and then Karina pulls out. Cum drips from Minjeong's cunt onto the floor.
Karina spanks her pussy roughly, leaving a wet mark on her fingers. Minjeong's back arches sharply and twitches.
"Who does this pussy belong to? Huh?"
Minjeong hisses dully.
"You... just you, Karina..." she hiccups weakly.
Minjeong takes a step back and presses herself against Karina's body, clinging to her in an embrace. Heavy breathing escapes her lips. Karina runs her hand down the girl's back and through her damp hair, pushing a stray strand that had been clinging to her forehead back into place. The room smells of sweat, sex, and them, the scent of peaches mixed with the bright scent of honey.
"It's okay..." Karina whispers, kissing Minjeong on the forehead. "You did great... Good girl."
"I'm really tired..." the girl whispers hoarsely, pressing herself closer.