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A Sister's Gift	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 23963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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She woke up the next morning groggy, and she wondered for only a moment why she was stark naked before the memories started to return. "Oh, Jesus," she fell back onto her bed, wondering what the hell had gotten into her. Gotten into Dyena.

Before she was even fully awake, she saw the message light on her phone blinking. Putting it to her ear, she heard Dyena. Her voice betrayed neither the vicious cruelty of the Dyena she once knew, or the wanton lust of that night. Instead, it was quiet and hesitant.

"Hey, uh... about last night. I'm not sure what happened, but... I wanted you to know that I had fun. Maybe it was just a one-time thing, you still broke up about that boyfriend of yours, but... well, if there's any chance it wasn't... a one-time thing, that is... uh, just let me know, okay? Uh... thanks. See you tonight, bye."

Oriana just stared at her phone. What was she going to tell Dyena? That she wasn't in to women? Hard to pull that one off after last night. Miranda's videos hadn't given any instructions on going down on a woman, but based on Dyena's shrieks, Oriana must have been a pretty talented amateur. The memories of the night were tumbling through her confused mind, hours upon hours of exploring every inch of her roommate's body, finding every sensitive spot and using it to drive her crazy. God, even thinking about it now was starting to get her worked up again.

Her erotic thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of her phone. She steeled herself before answering, "Dyena, listen. Last night was..."

"Ori, that you?" said the male voice on the other end of the line. "It's Gabe. You seen Cat today?"

Oriana blinked. "No, I... I just woke up."

"She didn't show for our date last night," Gabe said, sounding concerned. "I called her phone a dozen times last night and this morning, and she's not picking up. You think she's okay?"

"I don't know. Her room's just down the hall from mine, I'll see if she's in there."

"Thanks. Let me know as soon as you hear anything."

Gabe hung up, and Oriana rubbed at her eyes as she searched for her clothes. There was something about last night... something that she couldn't quite remember. Something... a smell? What had she smelled?

As she put on a T-shirt and panties, she felt the memory about to return when the door to her room opened without anyone knocking.

"Oh, God," said Cat as she strode in, her head clutched in her hands. "Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God."

"Cat, are you alright?" Oriana asked. "Gabe called, he was..."

Cat shook her head, not looking at Oriana as she paced back and forth. "Don't. Don't mention Gabe, don't mention... just give me a second here."

Oriana watched as her friend finally stopped her frantic pacing. However, her normally cheerful mood was nowhere to be seen. "Has anyone called you besides Gabe?"

"Just Dy...uh... I mean nobody, no," Oriana said, not quite ready to tell her friend about last night's insanity.

"Jason didn't call you?"

Now Oriana was really worried. "No, he didn't. Is this about Jason? Did something happen?"

"'Did something happen'?" Cat repeated with a bitter tone. "Oh, did something happen? This is nuts, this is so fucking nuts."

Oriana finaly forced her friend to have a seat on the bed. "Tell me what's going on, Cat. You've got me terrified, here."

Cat took several deep breaths. Her face was flushed and her eyes were slightly red. "This doesn't leave this room. So help me, Ori, if I hear that anybody else knows about this, you are not my friend anymore."

Oriana was surprised at the steel in Cat's voice. "You can trust me, Cat. Anything you tell me is our secret, I promise on my life."

"So, I was heading back to my room, to get ready to meet Gabe. And here comes Jason," Cat looked up at the ceiling. "'Here comes Jason,' Jesus. Anyway, he's on me again about those astronomy notes, being his usual self. So I have him follow me back to his my room so I can finally give him the notes. I'm looking in my bag for them, suddenly I turn around and he's right up behind me. Kinda just standing there, you know."

Oriana remained silent, as the words came tumbling out of Cat's mouth. "And next thing I know, he's got his hands on me. He's touching me, he's... kissing me. Not like a brotherly, 'hey, sis' peck on the cheek or something like that, but full-on kissing me."

Oriana didn't know what to say. She couldn't even conjure an image of what Cat was describing. She remembered instead how Cat used to win arguments with her brother by making like she was going to flash him. The very threat of it was enough to get Jason to back off immediately. The idea of Jason trying to seduce his sister was the height of insanity.

"And the thing of it is," Cat said, staring off into space. "I'm letting him do it. He's pulling my clothes off, and I'm letting him do it. No... I'm helping. I..." She looked at Oriana with glistening eyes. "I fucked him, Ori. I fucked my brother."

"You... were you drinking?" Oriana asked stupidly. What the hell was she supposed to say?

Cat shook her head, her red hair wild and unkempt. "If only I could blame it on that, but no. I just... I remember just feeling like I didn't care. I was so fucking horny, and it didn't matter who it was. I spread my legs and Jason climbed between them and... oh, God. We fucked all fucking night. I can't even say it was a one-time mistake, because as soon as we were rested enough, we jumped all over each other again. God, I'll never be able to look him in the eye again. Or our parents, Christ, it's going to be a fun Thanksgiving. 'Hey, kids, how's school been?' 'Oh, just great, Mom, your darling children have been screwing like rabbits. Could you pass the mashed potatoes?'"

Oriana wrapped an arm around her devastated friend.

"The smell," Cat muttered. "That's the thing I remember most of all. The smell of our sweat, the smell of his... his cum all over me. And that perfume. Over everything, that damn perfume your sister gave you."

It felt like Oriana's heart stopped in its chest. The events of last night came back in a wave. "It was the perfume," she said. "The perfume was what did it."

Jumping up, she grabbed the bottle and showed it to Cat. "When Dyena came home last night, she smelled the perfume you had put on. I sprayed it in her face and she... we..."

"Oh, my God," Cat said, rising slowly to her feet. "You and she...?" Oriana nodded. "You're saying that this stuff is some sort of aphrodisiac?"

It made too much sense. She remembered Miranda, telling her the gift would solve all her problems. And with the way Randa had been acting lately, it followed that her idea of "solving her problems" was to give her the ability to make anyone around her want to fuck her like an animal.

"It wasn't your fault, Cat," Oriana said, gripping her friend by the shoulders. "It was this perfume. You two weren't in your right minds."

"Doesn't change what happened," Cat said. "I... I could tell him though. Now that we know what caused it, Jason and I can control when it happens."

Oriana nodded. "Right, and keep it from ever happening again."

"Huh? Right, yeah, never happen again," Cat's eyes were still focused on the bottle in Oriana's hand. Oriana might have just imagined it, but she could swear that Cat was salivating a little. "Look, Ori... I'm going to be okay. Just... promise me this isn't going to weird you out and you aren't going to stop being friends with the sick bitch who fucked her brother."

"What? Cat, you and Jason have been there for me through so much. This isn't going to change things between you and I at all. Trust me, it would take a lot more than this for me to stop being your friend."

Cat smiled weakly. "Hopefully, we won't have to put that to the test. I... think I'm going to go see Jason now. Let him know about the perfume thing."

"You'll work through it, Cat," Oriana assured her. "You're the strongest person I know." Looking up at the clock on the wall, she frowned. "Look, I'm late for class, but if you need me to go to Jason with you, I'm here for you."

"No, this is something we've got to do by ourselves," Cat said. "Get going, I won't hold you up anymore."

Oriana gave Cat a quick hug, and turned around to return to her search for clothing. A few seconds later, Oriana heard a sound that made her pause. Just quiet enough that for a moment, she wasn't even sure she'd heard it.

The light sound of perfume being sprayed. Two times, a pause, and two times more.

Oriana turned around in time to see her door close. And the perfume bottle was on a different spot on her desk.

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On the way back from class, Oriana stopped by the neighboring dorm building. Climbing the stairs, she found a room by memory and knocked on the door.

There was a long, long wait. Oriana rang the bell, still no response. Just as she was reaching out to knock again, the door opened a crack, and Jason stuck his head out. "Hey, what's up?" he said, breathing heavily.

"Just checking in with you," Oriana said. "Everything going alright?"

"Great, just great," Jason said, and then the smell hit Oriana's nose. Jesus, she thought to herself, they were at it again.

And as she felt the perfume drift inside her lungs, she saw images of pushing past Jason into the room. Stripping off her clothes and falling next to her naked and horny friend, their friction between their bodies almost electric as they waited for Jason to return and use them both.

It took all of her willpower to keep from taking a step forward. She breathed through her mouth and said, "Okay, just... if you see Cat, tell her to call me and tell me how it went."

"How what went?" Jason said. He was looking anxious, and the strain of maintaining his composure was showing on his face. Oriana imagined the hard, throbbing cock that was hidden behind the door right now, and saw Jason thrusting it back into his sister's warm, willing pussy. It'd be so easy to let go, grab Jason and kiss him hard, kneel down and...

"Sh... she..." Oriana was holding her breath and fighting against the urges with all of her will power. "She'll know what it means. See you later, bye."

Not waiting for Jason's reply, she ran down the corridor. She was all the way to the stairs before she trusted herself to breathe again, but she still kept running all the way back to her dorm room.

"Gotta get rid of it," she muttered to herself, grabbing the bottle up in her hand. She was moving to the sink and about ready to unscrew the top when images began to flood her mind.

That night in Danner's apartment, that picture of Meliah on his desktop. Her sexy little smile, the same one she'd been giving Oriana in classes, that look of cool satisfaction.

"I beat you," it said. "He wanted me more than he wanted you, and there's nothing you can do about it."

"But there is something," she said to herself, even as her rational mind was screaming out in protest. It was wrong. So wrong. To play with somebody's mind, to take control of their bodies like that... it was no better than what Saren and the Geth did to those poor people on Eden Prime, turning them into husks, slaves to their will.

"There is something," she repeated, and her rational mind gave up the fight. Reaching up, she placed her fingers around the bulb of the perfume sprayer and pressed hard.
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