Chapter 49 — A Bath With Big Sis.

Kael turned to find Ruby, her skin bare and her belly prominent, looking at him with an expression of pure, unadulterated affection. She moved toward him, her movements slow and careful, and wrapped him in a warm, lingering hug.

"Thanks again, Kael, for visiting me," she whispered.

Kael smiled, patting her back gently. "It’s nothing, Sis. Even if you were outside of Korua, I would have come to visit you."

Ruby pulled back slightly, her eyes searching theirs. "Have you two taken a bath yet, or are you still dirty from the road?"

Mira shook her head.

"No, we haven’t."

"Perfect," Ruby said with a bright, maternal beam. "Then I can clean you both in the bath. Come with me."

Mira and Kael followed her into the bathing area. Once they were inside, both siblings shed their clothes, leaving themselves entirely vulnerable.

Ruby positioned herself on a low wooden stool, as her size no longer allowed her to sit comfortably on the floor.

As they settled, Ruby began to bathe them, pouring warm water over their heads and scrubbing their skin with gentle, practiced hands.

When she reached down to clean their backsides with her fingers, Kael braced himself for a reaction from his sister.

To his surprise, Mira didn’t protest or stiffen; she simply accepted the ministrations with a relaxed posture.

She really has grown accustomed to this, Kael mused, recalling how the boundaries of their intimacy had shifted over the last two days.

Once the washing was complete, Ruby patted their shoulders. "It’s done. You two can go dry yourselves off outside."

Mira nodded and began to move toward the door, but Kael remained where he was. A different plan had formed in his mind.

"Let me help you clean up, too, Sister," Kael said, his voice smooth and insistent. He stepped closer, taking the clothe from her hand.

"It’s been months since we last bathed together, and you shouldn’t be straining yourself in your condition."

Mira smiled and stepped out, leaving the two of them alone. Ruby, touched by his polite request, didn’t think twice. "Sure, Kael."

Kael’s pulse quickened with anticipation. He moved close to her and began pouring warm water over her shoulders, his hands moving to gently massage her back.

After thoroughly cleaning her skin, he moved to her front. Her breasts were heavy and sensitive, and within moments of his touch, his hands were fondling them.

As he squeezed, a small bead of milk formed at the tip of her nipple. Instinctively, Kael leaned in and licked it away.

"Oh!" Ruby gasped, clearly taken aback by the sudden intimacy.

"Sorry, Sis," Kael said with a soft, practiced innocence. "I noticed some milk forming, and I didn’t want it to go to waste."

"I understand," Ruby breathed, her resistance melting.

His erection had been steadily rising throughout the bath, and seeing that Ruby didn’t seem to mind, Kael decided to stop fighting his body’s natural response.

He allowed the heat to build, unabashed. After spending a long, indulgent moment with her breasts, he knelt before her. He gently parted her legs to reveal her most intimate area.

He began to wash her, his movements methodical and thorough. As he worked, he made sure to cleanse her completely, rinsing away any lingering traces of the day.

Ruby watched him with a look of dazed contentment, her hand resting lightly on his hair as he tended to her.

While he finished washing her, Kael’s suspicion—one he had been nursing since they entered—solidified.

He noticed that half the time, Ruby’s gaze wasn’t on his face or the task at hand; it was fixed firmly on his feet.

It was time to take the gamble. He felt confident in his deductions, and even if he were wrong, there was no real cost to the request.

"Hey, Sis," Kael said, looking up at her with a gentle, inviting smile. "If you want, you can wash my feet. It feels like you might have missed them in the previous session."

He held his breath, waiting to see if his sister would reveal the submissive desire he sensed beneath her surface.

Ruby froze, the color draining from her face for a split second before a slow, flushed smile spread across her features.

She struggled to process Kael’s request, her heart hammering against her ribs. She had spent years burying this secret, terrified that such a strange desire would alienate her from everyone she loved, including her own brother.

"Is that so, Kael?" she whispered, her voice trembling slightly with a mix of shock and budding excitement. "Then... I think it’s only fair that I do it."

"Let me sit on the stool, Sis," Kael suggested, maintaining his calm, inviting demeanor. "That way, you can have easier access."

Ruby moved to the stool, her movements slightly clumsy due to her pregnancy, but her eyes never left his feet.

She felt a surge of nervous adrenaline; she had always been obsessed with feet, feeling a rush of heat and intense arousal whenever she caught sight of a pair.

She had fantasized about tracing the arches, pressing her face against them, and tasting them, but the fear of being labeled a freak had forced her to keep her urges locked away.

Even her husband had never glimpsed this part of her psyche.

As Kael settled into position and offered his feet to her, Ruby felt a giddy sense of surrender. She was suspicious, wondering how everything had fallen into place so perfectly, but the intense pull of her desire drowned out her caution.

She reached out with trembling hands, her fingers hovering just inches away from his skin, eager to finally indulge in the taboo she had hidden for so long.

The only person to whom she had ever truly confessed her secret was her younger brother, Kael.

He had been exceptionally handsome as well as endearing from a very young age, and she adored him with all her heart. But his soft, delicate feet held a fatal attraction for her.

She took advantage of Kael’s innocence, using the pretense of helping him bathe to secure moments alone with him. Once she was certain they wouldn’t be discovered, she would reveal her fetish, lavishing affection upon his feet.

She would meticulously wash them with her hands, then, after a tentative lick, she would indulge in them completely. To allay any reservations from Kael, she would deceive him into believing it was all just a game to tickle him.

As Kael matured, however, she found opportunities for their ritual dwindling. She sensed that he was becoming aware of the true nature of her actions, and she feared he might feel molested.

Terrified of continuing, she ceased her encounters with Kael, and within a year, she moved into her husband’s home. She attempted to suppress her desires, hoping that if she buried them long enough, the nasty cravings would vanish.

But alas, her desires only intensified. Now that Kael had brought this matter up, she longed to drop down and put his toes in her mouth, but looking into his intelligent eyes, she realized he looked very different now.

He had shed his childlike appearance and was rapidly developing into a young man.

Sensing the mature air surrounding her brother, she began to worry that he might finally remember the things she used to do with him.

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