Warning! "Limon" ahead with more mature content. This is really what one might consider a divergent path which leads to another alternate parallel universe and has little connection to canon. I don't know if this is out of character or not because these characters, due to Sensei, are unpredictable. Perhaps this is merely their thought forms, dreams or fantasy. Thank you for reading. Here is the conclusion.

Devil is In the Details - Finale

As Cain left the bathroom he left behind a stunned Setsu. She stood in a catatonic state while processing what had just taken place. His breath on her neck and whispers in her ear had been so seductive. The hairs on her neck still stood on end and her body was humming! Lingering goose bumps ran around all over her skin. Shivering reminiscently, she shook herself out of her trance and frowned. That little session had totally backfired! Cain still had the upper hand. So mean!

An internal debate began with her grudges.

There is no way Boss should go further than this! Let sleeping dogs lie! Don't provoke him into situations she hasn't experienced!

And then a rebuttal.

He did this on purpose! And he left the challenge in her court. He called her bluff! Well! - He'll be surprised to find out Boss won't lose to him!

After a few moments stewing, an evil little smile grew on her face. Well, sleeping together tonight should be interesting.

Setsu let her towel drop; she slipped her dainty feet through the black satin and lace panties drawing them slowly up her long slender calves and thighs. It was Kyoko who straightened up to look in the full length mirror on the door that was still slightly fogged from the bath (or was it the steam between the siblings?) How could anyone with any pure sensibilities wear these? The material barely covered the dark triangle of hair between her legs. Thank goodness she wasn't really blond! Well, apparently Setsu had no limits set between herself and Cain. Did the Muse impose the theme for her underclothes or was it Lory who suggested the theme? Either way she felt betrayed by the President and his partner in crime. Their meddling was criminal! The cosplay they wore at the meeting trailer was indicative of that!

She slipped on the flimsy baby doll camisole; its length just grazed the bottom of her navel with some skin still showing between the top and the micro bikini bottoms. Kyoko fretted while trying to dig up Setsu who was being more than a little coy. She was worried if she provoked dear brother he would make her wear those silly cat ears, which he seemed to find so many occasions to punish her! She shivered - it really was getting chilly, there was no point in staying in the bathroom any more.

She looked at her reflection one more time and finally retrieved a reluctant Setsu hiding deep within her and watched the seductive face emerge and transform a very nervous Kyoko into the little minx with a sly little smile. She turned sideways, smirked, dropped her shoulders then slid her hands down her torso erotically - the slinky satin and lace was as soft as her own skin and she sauntered down the little hallway to the beds.

Cain wasn't making it easy balled up in his blankets.

"Cain-San? Are you asleep already? You've made no room for me!"

Setsu tugged at Cain's blankets which he tightly gripped. His head was submerged almost to the point of suffocation with no opening of the covers to let the air in.

"Nii-San! I'm cold!"

Ren reluctantly opened the blankets and briefly opened his eyes to see Setsu's ivory cleavage leaning over the bed. Her pink blond hair was curtaining the details but he could see well enough even in the dim light that the temperature was affecting her nipples that had contracted into little buds from the chill. His nether area began to warm up uncomfortably. His loose pyjama bottoms that he wore on their own with no top provided no restraint for his rising erection. He surreptitiously flicked it.

Down boy! No you can't have her!

"Well hurry up Setsu-chan I've been getting it warm in here! Don't let all the heat go to waste!"

Cain yarded on her arm and yanked her under the covers.

"Why did you take so long little sister? Your feet have got cold!" His husky voice right by her ear was teasing as he pulled her closer to him.

Kyoko was morphing back and forth between Setsu and herself. She didn't know what to make of that last remark. Did he know how she was feeling?

As his strong warm arms wound around her from behind, she tingled in all the spots that he touched. He nuzzled her nape and inhaled deeply. "You smell good enough to eat!" He growled and started to nip it teasingly.

Settsu/Kyoko stiffened and giggled.

"Stop! That tickles!" She wriggled to get away and her warm derrière brushed against Cain's crotch where his erection was rising again. He gasped and instinctively pulled her closer. His breathing increased with his heart rate.

Oh Kyoko this is so bad - don't move!

"Little sister, if you want to sleep tonight you must stay still in my arms. If you don't I'll have to make you wear the kitty ears!" He threatened.

Setsu was becoming relaxed in her brother's warmth. She turned to face him in the embrace.

"You know how much I hate those tabby ears Big Brother!" She pushed his messy hair back to look in his eyes. To see what emotion he was holding. She pouted in little girl fashion and whined. "I can't help wiggling when you hold me so tight!" Her voice lowered and she inquired slowly. "Could it be you don't want me to be away from your side?"

Kuon broke from Cain's character then and there. His face was inches from Setsu/Kyoko's and there was no asking, this time, if she had ever been kissed. Kuon dipped in and kissed those lips with the inviting pout. Her scantily clad chest pushed against his bare one and they were both lost. His tongue darted in just when she opened her mouth in a gasp as he ran his large hands down her back then she whimpered involuntarily from the pleasure they invoked.

Ren finally realized the futility of his earlier attempt at keeping Setsu more modestly dressed. It was like trying to stem the flow of a broken dam. No matter how many pairs of long pants and tops that covered her midriff he bought her, there were still the sexy original clothes she would bring out to tease and tempt him.

Kuon caressed her soft buttocks and he pulled her hips to his groin. "Do you have any idea what you do me, how you torture me, little sister?" His voice was low and hypnotic as he lectured her. "Your skimpy little clothes." He trailed his fingertips lightly over the sensitive skin of her lower back and along the edge of her panties. "The way you prance around and look at me! You've been driving me crazy!" He had to keep to the script of their characters - this was no time to let Kuon out of the bag.

In his head he was rationalizing the limits he was given by Lory to a literal version. He would stroke her - he would pet her! It had never been discussed what parts of her body were restricted. He convinced himself that if he kept from fully possessing her he wouldn't be crossing the line. Her pleasure would be his only pleasure.

"Nii-san!" Cain cut off her protest with another kiss. Setsu moaned in response to his hand sliding up the front of her camisole reaching under to palm her breast. Her heavy lidded eyes widened and locked with his, which were burning with the passion of the Emperor. His flattened hand brushed lightly back and forth over her nipple and she moistened instantly between her legs, her hips pushed insistently, instinctively against his groin searching for more stimulation.

Kyoko's mind was in a haze. She didn't know where her body began or ended. She was filled with a natural euphoria that reached out to infinity and she was floating while drowning in it.

Kuon let himself go to full on foreplay. As Cain there would be no fulfillment for him and that was okay. There was as much thrill or more with just anticipation and the feel of Kyoko's body with the sounds of her soft moans. He could play it back from memory over and over again. He would never tire of it. He teased her other nipple while he kissed her neck and went back to her lips. He kept her mindlessly engaged in the pleasure and their connection. If he paused one moment she could become distracted. He moved his hand lower again down to the side of her panties. The little string tie he slowly pulled apart while kissing her deeply. Their tongues met and melded, sucking and stroking sensually. Kuon slid his hand around to Kyoko's inner thigh and up to the juncture of her legs. He dipped his finger between her folds and felt the warm slippery moisture as Kyoko moaned again. His finger entered gently and fully into her and he nearly wept when he felt her clench and release more moisture around it. His groin throbbed and pulsed with the rhythm of his stroking, the pleasure transferred through the nerve endings was almost as if he was inside her and as he stroked her he imagined the more intimate scenario.

"Little sister, do you know how much I love you?"

His low voice was right next to her ear. His fingers danced in and out lubricating all around and over her most sensitive parts. Her panting increased as his pace instinctively sped up and they fed off each other with deep, penetrating and rhythmical kisses.

Kyoko heard through roaring in her ears the words the words she had always longed to hear from anyone she loved. For this one time she allowed herself the luxury of accepting them. If only in this moment she would surrender, let down her guard and be vulnerable. She was exhausted from her stoicism and worrying about others. It was her turn to feel and be loved - even if it was just pretend.

Oh God, Kyoko! You're amazing, you're so sweet, and I want to make you mine! Kyoko, I wish I could tell you this - please know it's me Ren, me Kuon who loves you!

Kuon leaned over Kyoko and watched her lust-drugged expression.

He had never been so turned on or in love in his life and the physical and emotional feelings combined in him were leading them both towards an indescribably transcendent experience.

Setsu had left the building. She had floated off into the ether that she had been created from. All that remained was Kyoko, who was locked in Cain's gaze, but it wasn't - it didn't feel like Cain, or even Ren. She had felt a yearning coming from his eyes that Ren or Cain never showed. An overwhelming feeling surfaced, she felt a tsunami flow over her body, and suddenly jerked as wave over wave of an intensely blissful spasm flowed through her and she cried out.

Kuon was overwhelmed and as Kyoko clenched and pulsed around his fingers in an orgasmic rhythm, he exploded sympathetically into an equally profound climax with a heavy groan. While in his altered state he was vaguely surprised he had not needed any physical stimulation.

After recovering her breathing and an unknown amount of time had lapsed, Kyoko opened her mouth to speak but Kuon, placed his finger on her lips. Then he smiled and kissed her softly. They lay together silently searching each other's faces, but the masks of their characters were back in place. Neither one had wanted to break the magic that had just happened and dissolved like fairy dust. The enchantment was over but not forgotten.

The following morning our sweet Kyoko was seen dashing from the trailer with a fleeting goodbye of "I'm laaate!" and a piece of toast crammed in her mouth, unable to meet her respected Senpai's eyes that she could barely look away from the previous evening. Only Ren was aware of the real reason behind her lack of kohai manners. Their remaining time together as the Heel Siblings was going to be very troublesome!