[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 524 & 525. (Patreon)

Chapter 524: From the heart.

Grace whistled, amazed. “Wow. Great timing.”

“Who’s going first?” Sarah asked.

“Are there even going to be enough slow songs for all of us?” Alice asked.

“We probably should’ve had this figured out before coming here…” Noelle noted.

“Hey, girls?” I blinked. I looked behind myself and the girls followed. Isabelle was there. “Really sorry to meddle, but… Can I ask you a big favor and borrow your boyfriend for the first dance?”

I was glad that the girls chuckled and took it really well. They shared a look and nodded and shrugged with easy smiles.

“That solves the problem of who goes first,” Sarah said.

“Go ahead, Isabelle,” Mila told her. “Just remember to bring him back when you’re done.”

“I promise,” Isabelle said with a thumbs up. She then grabbed my wrist and dragged me deeper towards the dance floor.

“So I don’t get a say in this?” I asked. “What is this?”

“Oh, shut up. Not man enough to dance with your sister?” she challenged. “I taught you how, remember?”

“It was a ten minute lesson at most,” I told her. Still… I smiled. “But fine. I’ll dance with you.”

“Thanks.”

Isabelle put her left hand on my shoulder, I held her right hand and put my left on her waist. We were close, but we kept a fair amount of distance. We moved slowly from left to right to the rhythm of the song and very little else.

Like I said, Isabelle gave me a ten-minute crash course on slow dances so I wouldn’t trip over myself. This was pretty much a last minute cramming session before the test. At least, that’s what I thought it was. To my sister, it was something else.

“Hey, Oliver,” she began, looking directly into my eyes.

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry for everything. Sorry for the way I treated you these past years, sorry for being so antagonistic, sorry for pushing you away.”

“Hey, where’s this coming from?”

“I need to say it at some point, okay? Figured prom was a good time. I… I made choices without really understanding the consequences, then even doubled down further down the line. I don’t know what made me believe the opinions of others were more important than my brother, but I regret it all.” She kept looking at me, her face firm, her brow furrowed. “I thought you’d always be there. You’re my twin brother, dammit. I have no memories of anything you weren’t there for until after that stupid birthday party. I guess… I guess I started to believe it was annoying. And then when I was out with friends, you were still always in your room. It was like… like…” Her voice cracked. “Like I’d always have you there, even if I ignored you. Heh. Look at how wrong I was. Now we’re barely out of high school and you’ll already be moving out of the house.”

“Sis…”

“Quiet. Let me continue. I need to.” She sighed, took a deep breath and went on. “I feel like I screwed up. Nothing I did was worth the rift I created between us and I know I can’t go back and change anything. I doubt anything would’ve been worth it. That’s why… Thanks. Thanks for giving me the chance to fix things. I’m really glad that we’re able to talk like we used to again. Or at least… mostly like we used to. You’re not the same Oliver you used to be, and I say that as a good thing. You’re incredible, brother. I fucking mean it. I know it’ll sound silly and sappy, but… I really admire you. You may have spent a lot of time in your room, but when you decided to change you gave it everything you had. And I’m not even talking about this… friend of yours that’s probably listening to us right now. I bet you think she’s the one that changed you, but she wasn’t. Other people can’t force you to change, no matter what they do. You have to do it yourself. And… You did just what I was trying and failed to do back then. I tried to change, to grow, to be better. I ended up becoming someone I didn’t want to be. Shallow, naive… impressionable and gullible. I wanted to please those around me. But you? You haven’t lost sight of what you want to be, and I hope you never do. You’re gonna go far, brother. I fucking know it. I don't know exactly WHERE you’re going, but it’s far. I know things aren’t exactly the same between us as they used to be, but I hope you’ll continue to let me be at least a small part of your life. I don’t want to lose my brother, Oliver.”

Damn. She was the one pouring her heart out, yet I felt like I was the one who was about to start crying.

“I’m… I’m sorry as well,” I told her, trying very hard to keep my voice from shaking. “I should’ve been able to handle it better, but I ended up being bitter about it even years after. I always understood why you did what you did, never really blamed you for it. But even so… I resented you for the longest time. You were doing what I wished I could do. Easily talking to people, having friends, having relationships… Made me feel like I was staying further and further behind. But instead of doing something about it, I just stayed back and hid myself until I couldn’t even talk to people. I felt pathetic. Frey gave me the chance to change things, and… I took it. It’s never felt fair, but…”

“Fuck fairness, brother,” Isabelle said firmly. “Do you know how many of those graduating here are going to top tier universities despite having piss-poor grades? How many of them have a high position waiting for them at their parents' companies no matter how bad they are at that job? A hell of a lot. So maybe you got lucky. Big deal. You grabbed that chance and didn’t let it go to waste. That’s what matters.”

“...”

“...”

The song ended before we knew it. We got all awkward when everyone stopped dancing and we were still so close. We let go slowly, both with solemn, downcast gazes.

“S-Sorry to drop this on you all of a sudden. Prom was supposed to be fun, but…”

“Sis? Thank you. I might be moving out, but I’m not going anywhere. Let’s keep working hard on our channel, okay? If you want to, that is.”

Isabelle grinned. “Yes, I do. Thanks, brother. And… I can visit you at your new house every so often, right?”

I snickered. “If everything goes well, I bet I won’t be able to kick you out. Sarah wants a pool.”

“Oh hell yeah!”

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Chapter 525: Dancing with the girls.

That talk with Isabelle left me in a pretty strange mood. I was glad we had it, but it felt weird to be at a party like this after that. Almost felt like going home and dropping on my bed to sleep. 

Ah. That’s it. I felt exhausted. Weird how emotions can tire you out so quickly, huh? Anyway, going home wasn’t an option, and not one I’d pick even if it was.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and somehow I could tell who it was just by how little strength they put into it.

“What happened?” Noelle asked me with a worried frown. “Did you two fight?”

I smiled and shook my head. “My sister decided this was an appropriate time to have an important talk. And she’s supposed to be more socially apt than me.”

Noelle giggled. “Cut her some slack. She rarely actually says how she feels. Usually just hides it behind smiles and laughter.”

“Yeah.”

A new song began, and given the fact that Noelle was the only one who approached me, I had to guess they had decided she would be my next dance partner. I offered her my hand and she took it.

Unlike with Isabelle, Noelle and I got a lot closer. Her ample chest pressed against mine and I put my hand firmly on her hip instead of her waist.

“I’m an awful dancer,” she warned me.

“What a coincidence. So am I.”

We shared a soft laugh as we began our simple little dance, moving side to side with the melody. Noelle sighed, put her head against my shoulder and chuckled.

“I’ve been talking to some people,” she began. “They all talk about how sad it is that everything’s coming to an end. I don’t like it. This isn’t the end.”

I nodded. “But it’s AN end,” I told her. “One I’d feel more sad over if I wasn’t moving on to a life with you all.”

Noelle pursed her lips. “Yeah, I suppose… you haven’t had that great a time in school.”

“All my good memories are from this last year,” I told her. “And most of them involve you and the others.” I kissed her forehead. “Will you miss school?”

“A little, I think. I’ll miss the routine, the simplicity. Seeing the same people every day, mostly knowing what’s around the corner. Things will get a lot more unpredictable, and that’s a little scary.”

“Yep…” I completely shared the sentiment. “Still, though. I think I’m looking forward to a new beginning. I… I’d like to see if the person I am now can handle himself in a totally new environment.”

“You’ll do great, I know it. You know, we’re kind of wondering how many new girls you’ll end up bringing home…”

I flinched. “I… I’m not THAT much of a manslut…”

Noelle burst out laughing.

The song ended, and Noelle and I temporarily parted after a long, tender kiss. With how many other couples were openly making out, our public display of affection was pretty damn tame.

Alice was the next to come over. She had removed her shawl, making her look a lot sexier with her shoulder bare and her dress fighting to keep that chest inside. This time it was her who offered me her hand, and I took it and pulled her to me. 

We embraced. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her forehead against mine while I had both my hands on her hips.

“You two looked cute,” she said. “Almost gave away my turn so she’d have another dance with you.”

“Oh, so… you didn’t want to dance with me?” I asked her, faking disappointment.

“Of course I want to. I said almost.” Alice laughed and poked my nose. “It’s just that… How do I put it? I love you and I love being with you, but I also love seeing Noelle happy. And honestly, before I started to have feelings for you, I used to hope you and Noelle got together. I thought you’d be able to hit it off. Clearly I wasn’t wrong.”

I shook my head with a smile. “No, I don’t think it would’ve worked with the way I was before. I think I would’ve just made her uncomfortable and ended up pushing her away.”

“Mmm, I don’t know. But it doesn’t really matter, does it?” She giggled. “We’re here now, and even if I love watching you and Noelle together, I still want my own turn. You’re mine, too.”

“I am.”

She leaned in and kissed me. It was only lips on lips until she stuck out her tongue to lick me and quickly pulled her face away, grinning.

“What’s this? The student president is being improper?” I teased her.

“We’re almost out of school. I don’t give a hoot about the position anymore. I just want to be with my boyfriend.” She leaned in and whispered in my ear. “And I want to do so many nasty things with you later. We’re going to make it up to you, Oliver. Just a little longer until you can have as much of us as you want.”

I shivered. “Careful. I’m practically starving and I’m gonna want a lot.”

Alice’s grin only widened. “Don’t worry. We’ll give you a five-star meal.”

I swallowed. I had been holding it pretty well so far, but now all this talk was making my crotch heat up and tingle. “O-Okay, let’s drop it or it’ll get really uncomfortable to be here.”

“Sorry, sorry.” She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Just so you know, though, we can leave whenever you want. It’s your call.”

Ugh. Up to me? I wanted to leave already! But no, just… just a little more. At least until after the king and queen elections. After all, all the girls had a pretty decent chance at being chosen. If they called any of them and people noticed we weren’t here, they’d start talking.

…

Did it really matter, though? At this point everyone had to know or at least believe we were having orgies on the daily, right? We weren’t keeping our relationship a secret anymore and the girls weren’t particularly secretive about my… prowess in bed. It was… part of the reason the coffee shop had so many female customers from our school.

Funny. We did start this by hiding our relationship, huh? The girls believed people would slowly come to their own conclusions, so by the time the truth came to light, no one was really surprised. Of course, there was a bit of magic involved, but even so.

…

Ugh. I want to get out of here. Get me to a hotel already!