Touch Her

'Yes, lads, just a little bit more... Hehe, tits for the win!'Carl thought, his hand hovering mere millimeters away from his ultimate goal.

"Stepsis..."

"Hmm? What is it, Carl?"

"Are you feeling tired right now?"

"No, why are you asking that...?" Lyra asked, her brow furrowing in complete confusion.

"Look at your shoulders—they're so tense, and I can tell you're carrying a lot of fatigue..." Carl babbled nonsense. Obviously, he was no professional masseur, but he needed a convenient excuse to keep his hands moving.

"Sniff... You're saying all this right after telling me you got bullied? You've really got some nerve trying to divert my attention just to avoid my questions!" She wasn't about to fall for such obvious tricks—not today.

"Ha ha... I didn't mean it like that, but look... the muscles right around your sides feel so tight..." Carl was willing to say or do whatever it took to lay a hand on her lush chest!

"D-Don't touch me there! You know that's a sensitive spot... and don't try to play dumb with me, tell me the truth right now!"

"What? Like I said before, Stepsis, I'm never going to let anyone bully me again." Carl smoothly slid his hand forward, his fingers lightly pinching the outer curve of her soft breast.

"Ahn... s-stop! Don't touch me there..." A genuine, breathless moan escaped her lips. It was as if his touch had instinctively zeroed in on her most sensitive spot with terrifying precision.

Oho, now that is a fantastic reaction. I swear, I want to bend you over right now, Stepsis... Carl positioned his fingers carefully, drawing them closer to the center of those soft, cloud-like mounds.

Ding!

[ LEWD QUEST PARTIALLY COMPLETED! ]

[ MISSION UPDATE: TOUCH HER NIPPLES TO FULLY COMPLETE THE TASK! ]

Wait, there's a second phase to this?! Carl had already planned on going all the way from the very beginning anyway...

"C-Carl... don't push this any further. We really shouldn't be doing this kind of thing..." Lyra completely forgot her original interrogation as the gentle, insistent touch of his hand sent shivers straight through her core, making her struggle to suppress her moans.

"I'm a grown man now, Stepsis. Didn't you doubt me just a moment ago? How about I prove it to you beyond a shadow of a doubt?" Carl finally made his move, aiming straight for the peak!

Pinch... pinch...

"Nghn! S-Stop... no, Carl... please..." Her muffled moans echoed softly through the quiet room as her hands instinctively reached out, desperately gripping the blanket right where his heavy length lay concealed beneath the fabric.

Hell yes! Soft, luscious breasts with rock-hard nipples! Oh, what a deviously lewd stepsister you turned out to be! Carl nearly burst out laughing at the sheer absurdity and delight of his current situation.

Creak...

"Sorry for taking so long, I wanted to change out of my work uniform first," Silvia announced as she casually walked into the bedroom, completely interrupting the tense deadlock.

"S-Sil...! You're back!" Lyra reacted with lightning speed, scrambling backward and standing up in a flash as she frantically smoothed down her rumpled clothes.

"Yes, sorry about that. So, how did the talk go?" Silvia looked between the two of them. Carl was sitting on the bed with his hand still suspended in mid-air in a pinching gesture, while the front of Lyra's blouse—especially around the bust—was visibly wrinkled and disheveled.

"I... I talked with Carl, and he agreed that it's best for him to start relying on us from now on..." Lyra finally managed to regain a shred of her composure. Her face was flushed an intense crimson, but she forced herself to stand tall and act natural.

"Hmm... Are you in any pain right now, Carl? Please tell us. We're your family, and we're here for you. Just name whoever bullied you, and we'll make sure they pay for it tenfold," Silvia said warmly, stepping over to the bed and clasping his hand gently in hers.

"Uhh... Stepsis Sil, please don't worry. I'm honestly completely fine..." Carl inwardly cursed his terrible luck. He had been a hair's breadth away from completing the quest! What a massive loss!

"Are you absolutely sure about that?"

"Yes, one hundred percent sure." Carl stole a quick glance at Lyra, noticing a faint, telltale patch of dampness staining the fabric over her chest!

"Do you need to rest for a while?" Silvia carefully inspected his bare upper body, relieved to see that the dark bruises from earlier seemed far less prominent. It was almost magical how quickly his skin seemed to be recovering.

"Yes, I really need some quiet time to process my thoughts, Stepsis. You don't have to worry about me anymore." Carl desperately wanted to pick up where he had left off with Lyra, but with Silvia standing right there, the timing was completely ruined.

The two women stayed to chat with him for a few more minutes until Silvia finally felt reassured enough to let him be. She was still plagued by a lingering sense of worry, but seeing him so communicative was a vast improvement over his usual silent self.

At the very least, Carl was far more responsive today than he had been in years—perhaps he really was ready to turn over a new leaf.

"Get some rest for now. We're a family, remember? So don't ever hide your pain from us again, and start leaning on us when you need help. Promise?" Silvia brushed his messy hair back gently, showing the unconditional care of a loving older sister.

"Yes, thank you for understanding."

"Then we'll leave you to rest. Just come downstairs if you need anything. Tomorrow is Saturday, so you can take it easy all day," Silvia said as she stood up. Luckily for the pair, she hadn't picked up on the lingering tension or the subtle scent in the room prior to her arrival. She remained completely oblivious... which worked out perfectly for Carl's plans.

"Let's head downstairs, Lyra, and let Carl clear his head in peace..."

"Y-Yes... Just head downstairs whenever you're ready to talk, Carl..."

"I will."

Creak... Click.

The bedroom door clicked shut, bringing an abrupt end to the wild encounter he had anticipated.

"Hah... I guess the timing just wasn't quite right, but that wasn't bad at all... Ah, damn it, I really want to get my hands back on those tits."