A Childish Desire

Clarine adored her older brother, rarely was a day when she didn't follow him everywhere he went. She wanted to be with him no matter what he did, and wanted to do everything that he did. Klein didn't mind much, most of the time, although he did grow annoyed when he tried to have a few, private moments alone but couldn't.

This annoyance only grew as he advanced in years, especially when he became a teenager. She just didn't seem to understand, or even try to understand that her beloved older brother had things on his mind that she couldn't begin to comprehend. But more so, there were things he wanted to do that he never wanted her young, innocent eyes to see him doing. But even in this annoyance, he felt conflicted; she was an adorable young girl that loved him so much, and she was beginning to look like their mother as she too grew up.

Part of him didn't want her to go, he wanted her to watch him, perhaps even join in. Before he knew it, he saw his little sister in an ambiguous way; not perverse enough to openly fantasies about having his way with her, but just enough to look at her in a far more open, sexual way. He wondered if this was how it was for all siblings, even though the Elimine Church said it was wicked and sinful. He knew so few siblings, most of them were the children of nobles that he saw so infrequently that he couldn't call them friends. He didn't dare ask his parents, for fear that they would disown him.

He was 14 years of age when this ambiguous view came to be known. His sister was getting close to puberty, she was beginning to show hints, but even so she wanted to be with her brother. She made it so very hard for him, she liked to hug him from behind, to press herself against his body. He wasn't sure if she was doing this on purpose or if she was too innocent to know better; he didn't care, he needed to either get her to stop or to act on it.

One day it all came to a head, she hugged him from behind and tightly, pressing her small chest against his back. She rubbed against him, proclaiming her sisterly love... he couldn't handle it anymore. He broke free of her hug and turned about, then grabbed her by the shoulders, so very tightly. She looked so shocked, her small eyes opened wide as they gazed up at him; she wondered if she did something wrong. He looked down at his sister, eyes staring into her own; he could see the fear in her eyes, the fear that she had angered him.

His eyes softened as he looked down at her, then he leaned forward slowly. She looked up at him with confusion, at first he seemed angry, and now he looked he was... and then he did; he kissed her upon the lips. Her cheeks flushed as her eyes closed, savoring the moment of her elder brother, whom she adored so much kissing her without care that they were siblings. She had no concept of time during this, the seconds all bled together as she slipped into a state of pure joy; even when he pulled away, she didn't seem to notice, too lost in the emotion.

But she noticed eventually, and when her small eyes opened, she saw him looking her small body over. Everything felt hot, her body seemed like it was a ball of fire, which only grew more intense as he looked at her. His eyes seemed to leer, his hands began to move around her body; she trembled and even gasped when he touched places a brother shouldn't. He even turned her around, hand moving down her back, making sure to pull at her clothing to see the outlines of her body.

She was so small and young, she had virtually no womanly shape to her, save for a few hints of a waist just beginning to form and her breasts swelling. In a few years she would be a beautiful woman, if their mother was any indication... but right now, she was a little girl. He wondered why he was looking at her in such a lustful way; what right did he have to use her? She should be innocent, she shouldn't be tainted by her brothers vile desires. It pained him, but he had distance himself from her, so that he couldn't give into the demons of his mind telling him to take her purity.

He pushed her away from him, she almost stumbled, so shocked by his actions. She turned and looked at him, innocent eyes asking if she did something wrong; she didn't want to displease him! He turned his face to the left, unable to bear looking at her eyes. To his surprise she took a few steps toward him, but he looked at her, eyes hard and cold; she stopped in her tracks. Her eyes showed immense confusion, she had no idea what she had done, and she had no idea why he looked at her in such a cold way.

"... You're such a child, Clarine, just a little girl. I shouldn't have even considered you to be worthy of my time and attention; I can't even believe I ever thought of you in such a way! I'm ashamed of myself, to even sink as low as thinking of you as a woman, much less someone I could be with."

She felt like he'd just driven a dagger straight through her small heart, her stomach felt like it was about to twist in on itself. Mere moments ago she was at the height of joy, it felt like some manner of glorious dream. But now, that dream had become a nightmare, she had fallen into the deepest depths of despair.

But no matter how horrible all of that was, the very worst was about to come for little Clarine.

"I don't want you anywhere near me after this, sister. Don't come near me, don't touch me... don't even speak to me! And above all, I want you to forget what I've done today; it was a horrific mistake, and I don't care to have a wretched baby like you to ever remind me of it. Do you understand me?"

She felt so horribly numb, her heart so utterly broken. Her brother... her dear older brother whom she adored and even idolized was disgusted by the mere thought of her! She wanted to just crawl away from him, to find a little hole somewhere and just die, but her body wouldn't move, her legs were locked in place.

He was so unaware that he'd awakened something in her small form