In His Arms Ch 12

"Brewing Storm"

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7:22 P.M.

"Do you think I should make my hair shorter? I've been thinking of changing my hairstyle lately."

Issa sat in front of a large mirror that's beside my desk, combing her long, jet-black hair that goes halfway down her backside. I watched her do this for probably 5 minutes, a little mesmerized by how smooth it looked whenever her comb brushes past it.

"What do you mean?"

"Shorten my hair, y'know, maybe a wolf cut or even pixie c--"

"No."

I blurted out without thinking or waiting for her to finish speaking. Issa certainly got caught off-guard, and she turned to me with a slightly confused and surprised look on her face. Seeing this I immediately cleared my throat to try and mitigate the resulting awkwardness.

"I-I mean....... why? You already look good enough in that style. I'd say the ponytail suits you just fine."

Issa quickly looked back at the mirror with a bashful smile on her face, before continuing to comb her black locks. I got up and sat behind her, holding her gently by the shoulders.

"Let some strands hang around the sides of your head just like you always do. I think it looks perfect." I explained while holding some locks down the sides of Issa's face. Her cheeks turned more and more red the more I spoke, clearly being flattered by my words and then some.

"....You really think so?"

"Yeah, it complements your head and face perfectly. And besides..."

"Mmm?"

I leaned close to Issa's ear and proceeded to whisper into it.

"...Don't you like having your hair pulled while I plow you? 'Cause I certainly do." Issa bashfully bit her lower lip hearing that, gently elbowing me on the chest before covering her face with both her hands. I couldn't help but chuckle at this reaction while I pull her a little closer to me, arms wrapped around her waist.

"Stoooop~ You're not supposed to say that to your niece~ ♡"

I caressed Issa's face from behind, tenderly rubbing it before leaning towards her ear one more time.

"Please, I've done worse things to you~" And just to hammer that point home, I gave Issa a soft kiss on the spot just below her ear, earning a rather adorable moan from her.

"N-Naahm....Jace w-wait, I'm still c-combing.....♡"

She gently tried to free herself from my grasp, but I held her firmly, ignoring her little plea, and began to lower my lips down on the smooth skin of her neck. Her little struggle instantly melts and she's reduced to a moaning mess, but I didn't stop. I kept kissing and licking my niece's neck as if it had a pair of lips on it, even leaving a hickey or two that completely stood out on her white complexion.

"N-Nhmm.....ahnnn.....! J-Jaceee.....! ♡"

Her left hand gripped on my hair right as she turned to the side, her face flushed and quite red from arousal.

"H-Hang on, hang on.... let me turn around....."

I let her do so, and she promptly straddled me with her hands on my shoulders right before quickly pulling me into a hot and heavy make out sesh. We engaged in quite a bit of some heavy tongue-wrestling, with Issa taking the lead in a very excited manner. I try to match her energy the best that I could, but it seems I've revved her up to max capacity from the lip action I gave her on the neck.

We went at it for probably 5 minutes, getting drunk on each other's tongues feverishly like we were lovers on a honeymoon. At some point, Issa began rhythmically grinding herself on me, letting me feel just how wet her crotch was given that she only had a sundress and panties on. About what felt like an eternity of this bliss later, Issa pulled back gently, trailing behind a thread of drool that connected our mouths together. Her breathing was somewhat labored, and her were cheeks red from absolute arousal.

I imagine I was in the exact same state as well, but right now all I could really think of was how badly I wanted her right at that moment.

I placed my thumb in her open mouth, using it to play with the same tongue that I had been sucking on like a popsicle for the past few minutes. Issa responded in kind, licking that thumb of mine like it was coated in sweet honey.

"Get on the bed, we--"

"Issa? Jace? Are you two in there?" Three knocks and Sis' voice was heard through the door. In a heartbeat, Issa immediately scrambled off of me while I got back up on the desk chair right as the door creaked open.

"Heeeeey so, what do you guys think about having sushi for tonight?" Sis doesn't even open the door all the way, just opens it wide enough to stick her head through the gap like she's a fucking gopher.

"Y-Yes, sushi sounds wonderful..." I stuttered out a response while glancing towards Issa who's lying down on the top bunk. At the same time, I wiped any trace of her drool that still might be smeared around my mouth.

"Great! You two come over here and help me make them."

"Huh?? I thought you were just--"

"Gonna order them? Tch, c'mon Jace, you know how *that* place's sushi tasted the last time we ate it."

I held myself back from making the biggest scowl the world had ever laid its eyes upon and just nodded in agreement to Sis' request. Issa does the same, and Sis' lips promptly curl into a shit-eating grin before gesturing us to come downstairs with her and Gramma. Issa went down first, and while I didn't exactly get a good look at her face, I can imagine she herself was burning with utter frustration.

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7:32 P.M.

The entire time we made sushi, Ma got Issa to help her out with the condiments while Sis and I did the rolling ourselves. The entire time I had a massive hard-on, left over from the sensation of Issa grinding on me which I could still feel if I close my eyes. I only managed to hide it thanks to my hoodie being long enough to go all the way down my crotch.

Dinner itself was fairly mundane, with Sis and Ma sharing minor stories about how Ma met Pa and how our uncle Elias basically became our father figure after our actual dad passed away.

At the same time, given that Issa was also sitting right next to me, I took the time to secretly finger her under the table, pumping her drooling, slick pussy gently with my digits as she timidly tried to finish her meal. At no point did she try to stop me; in fact, she even spread her thighs a little the second I stuck my hand inside her soaked undergarments. She had one hell of a poker face as well, but every now and then she would let out a quick gasp or two that somehow never got noticed by Sis and Gramma.

"Oh that reminds me, Issa dear, can you pick up some cooking oil at the store? I'll give you some extra money, let you buy an item or two for yourself as well." Issa legitimately seemed startled when Gramma addressed her, as if she was in some sort of trance for the past five minutes, courtesy of her cunt getting stirred.

"M-Myess, Gramma.... ♡"

"I always forget it for some reason.... maybe age is just catching up to me at this point, who knows."

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7:32 P.M.

Soft, squelching noises combined with my rapid breathing and obscene moans echo through the tiny room that is my apartment. Knowing my idiot neighbors I do my best to keep my voice down, though it's a bit hard when a 6 inch silicon dildo is going in and out of your cunt that's itching for some actual cock.

"Nmmh, hha.....Jace, Jace.....!"

In front of me was my phone on a stand, playing a clip of Jace stroking his cock to completion that I had requested a long time ago. I'm still so fucking glad I got him to record this for me as it became my go-to shlick material whenever I needed to let off some steam, and although Jace is finally back within arms reach, I figured one last viewing before I rode his cock for real again wouldn't hurt.

"Oghh, fuckfuckfuckfuck--nnmfffhmm!!"

Ecstasy immediately overwhelms the entirety of my bits and at the same time I manage to push the pump containing a load of fake semen that fills my cunt up to the brim.

This intensified my orgasm to the point that I was left a shaking mess on the floor, writhing while the video of Jace spurting cum all over himself continued to play on my phone.

"Hahhh....hnnn....."

I want more. Jace, nothing short of actually riding you will suffice now that you're within arms reach. My arms.

I just need to get rid of the whore that stole you from me first.

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7:37 P.M.

I got out of the house as soon as I could, hoping to buy some scrunchies along with the cooking oil Gramma asked me to get. Jace's words about me looking my best with my hair in a ponytail still echoed in my mind, making not just my heart flutter but also my pussy, aching from the unfinished stimulation so cruelly interrupted earlier.

"Nmhh, ah my inner thighs are still dripping......♡"

I made my way to the convenience store then bought a gallon of cooking oil as well as some ruffle scrunchies that I knew Jace would love. I also bought another condom box alongside all of that, which earned me a peculiar stare from the cashier, who I recognized as Alex.

"....About to have a nice night, I presume." He said with a somewhat sly but also friendly grin as he handed me the grocery bag. I gave him a sheepish, blushing smile as I took the bag from him before going on my way.

I found myself thinking about Jace and what we're going to do once I got home, still feeling the yearning ache between my legs. However, after a little while, I noticed something felt off. The wind was quiet, eerily quiet, like it was in the middle of winter and it had just snowed. Even the evening birds weren't making much noise, only hearing a chirp maybe once every few seconds.

It was when I noticed this silence that looked over my shoulder and saw an ominous looking figure, wearing all black and walking maybe half a city block behind me and going in the same direction I was. At first I thought nothing of it, probably some stranger heading in the same direction as me. However, ten minutes later they were still behind me, even having closed the distance to only a quarter of a block.

"..."

I started to get nervous, feeling sweat beginning to build up on my forehead. Was I being followed? I tried picking up the pace a little bit, glancing over my shoulder repeatedly to try and get a good look at them and also see if they were truly following me.

I wasn't able to make out any details, there wasn't much streetlights in this part of town and their black hoodie concealed them perfectly. To make matters worse, my suspicions were confirmed; the gait of whoever it was that was following me increased to match mine.

"Who the hell is this....!?" My whispered to myself loudly. Whether or not the person trailing me heard it was no longer my concern at this point.

My heart began racing as I went into a panic. What was walking at a rapid pace turned to jogging, then from jogging to running. No matter how fast I went, whoever the fuck this freak was just wouldn't leave me alone. I tried taking different routes, cutting corners sharply, but nothing shook them off of me.

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7:52 PM

I wasn't sure how much time had passed. After what felt like half an hour of running in fear I unknowingly took a wrong turn, because I ended up at the block behind the house. Realizing I had ran the wrong way, I broke into a full-on sprint, banking around a corner so quickly I almost slipped and fell. My pursuer must have been only thirty feet away from me after I started sprinting, because I could clearly hear their footsteps the entire time.

Exhaustion was beginning to hit me, my legs were aching from pain, my heart was pounding out of my chest, and the only thing keeping me going was the adrenaline coursing through my veins from being scared for my life. Thankfully, the house was finally coming into view, and I don't think I've ever dashed inside quicker than that moment.

I ran straight past Mom who was cleaning up the kitchen before rushing upstairs into mine and Jace's shared bedroom. Jace was calmly sitting at his laptop when I burst through the door, startling him and making him turn towards me with a concerned look.

"Woah, Issa, you alright? You were out longer than I thought you'd be."

I stood there for only a second, catching my breath before instantly going in for a hug. I buried my face into my uncle's chest as all the exhaustion and fear hit me all at once, the adrenaline subsiding and my eyes becoming wells of tears.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter? Did something happen while you were at the store?" I looked up at Jace as he held me, tilting my head up a bit to meet his as I weakly nodded.

"L... Look outside, someone followed--no, chased me here..." I stuttered in response. Jace instantly goes towards the window as soon as I let go while I stayed on the floor, too afraid to look along with him even if I wasn't currently crying my eyes out and unable to see properly. He looks around for a bit, before turning his attention back to me.

"Well, whoever they were, they're not there anymore." Right there on the floor, he sat me on his lap this time, with my face once again buried in his chest. I found myself quickly calming down when he had his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Did you catch what they looked like?"

"N-No, they were wearing all black and weren't that tall, that's all I can remember...."

"There, there, it's okay. You were very brave, I'll tell Ma not to send you out on shopping trips at night from now on... just to be safe." A huge sigh of relief escaped me as he tells me this. I nuzzled against his chest like a cat showing affection to her owner, hugging him as tightly as my exhausted body could. The shirt he was wearing was thin enough that I could feel his skin on my lips as I brushed them against it.

His hug, his warmth, his touch, it made me feel safer more than anything ever could. That stalker could be standing right behind our bedroom's door and I wouldn't feel afraid at all, not while Jace is right here holding me like this.

Not while I'm in his arms.

And just like that, any fear left in me had completely dissipated, replaced with love, longing and desire for the young man that is currently hugging me. After what must've been more than 10 minutes of us just hugging on the floor, I gently pulled the straps of my sundress down, tenderly looking at him in the eyes in the process.

"Jace, you wouldn't mind if we.... picked up where we left off earlier, right.....? ♥"

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8:11 P.M.

I suppose being pent-up from having our personal time earlier interrupted ended up being a plus. We went at it like rabbits, from having our tongues down each other's throats while we're both half naked, to riding Jace like a rollercoaster on the top bunk, to me bent over on top of his desk chair while he blew my back out from behind, the same exact position in the wet dream I had earlier. The only key difference of course being that Jace had a condom on, but I didn't really care much about it at that point.

Besides, the used condoms make for a good counter of how many rounds we had gone so far.

"Ahnnh!! J-Jace, slow down, I m-might start to scream........! ♡"

He had me pinned against the wall this time, in a sort of standing missionary complete with my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He seemed to ignore my plea, even kissing and licking me on the ear while he continued to plow me like a husband happy to see his wife again. Fearing Gramma and Mom might hear us, I went and bit him hard on the shoulder, but even that didn't slow him down in the slightest, not even when I began grinding my fingernails against his backside. Not as a last resort of getting him to go easy, but as a general reaction to the utter ecstasy I was feeling at that moment.

"S... Shlow down, oh fuck.... J-Jace, I'm gonna c-cum, I'm g-gonna cum, imcummingimcummi--!! ♡♡"

My teeth sunk back into Jace's shoulder as euphoria overtook me, leaving me a gasping, shaking mess while my limbs clung harder onto him. At the same time, Jace tenderly kissed me on the neck, and even began to rub me on the noggin whilst he slowed his thrusts down to a crawl.

"You're really cute when you cum like this, you know that....?" My pussy squeezed almost instinctively from hearing him whisper that to me, both from his words and the feeling of his warm, bated breaths on my earlobe.

"A-Aughh, stohp..... moving......! ♥" Of course, he doesn't listen, instead continuing to slow-fuck me while the sweat on our bodies started to make me slip off of him. It was as if he was comforting me while I was crying, only instead of crying my brain is melting from the pleasure he's giving me.

"J-Jace, Jace... I'm s-slipping....♡"

With his hands on my ass, he carried me to the bottom bunk this time, where he picked up from where he left off despite me being fresh from having my brain turned to mush. This time, he had me on a prone-bone position again with my ponytail wrapped around his hand, pulling on it while he railed me with the same energy as before, if not more.

"Don't pass out on me now, the night's still young.... "

Seems like Jace is bent on finishing one entire condom box just tonight alone. Here's me, half-hoping he'd change his mind and go for two instead.

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8:11 P.M.

I got back to my apartment before they managed to spot me. At the very least, I got my suspicions confirmed that indeed, the little shit that bumped into me earlier today is the same whore that got her grubby hands on my Jace. The most damning evidence of which were those hickeys clear as day on her neck. Jace, after all, is the sort who would torridly kiss a girl's neck during sex.

I took my hoodie and pants off, then laid on my bed contemplating about what to do next while scrolling through my phone.

"Damien....." I stared at the screen that was showing someone's contact info, a friend of sorts that I had met and acquainted with back in college. My thumb hovered over the call button for a few seconds, but ultimately decided not to.

Knowing what..... the guy is like, he's going to be more of a last resort than anything.

"I guess I'll have to do this the hard way, then."

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CHAPTER END

"Dark, encroaching fears, replaced by tender and heartwarming tears."