Max eventually woke up in his own bed with a splitting headache; he, however, didn't wake up from the headache itself, Or proper sleep for that matter.

Instead, he felt something annoying squirm around him, and after looking under the blanket that covered him, the " annoying something " appeared to be his sister. She was pushing herself against him as if he was some type of heater, and although another man might've been happy with such a beautiful black-haired woman pushing herself against him. He wasn't, For he genuinely considered her a sister even though they weren't blood-related.

He gave a tired sigh and dropped the blanket back on top of her again while he called out to his sister.

" Is this really necessary? "

To which she simply tightened her grip before responding

" Yes, You've been irresponsible, brother. Now, you should pay for your crime. "

Her hand that was already under the blanket went towards his underwear, Which always was the only thing he wore when sleeping. It quickly grabbed his cock as if it was a bottle of water in the middle of the desert.

And the reason this all happened with so much haste soon showed itself as Max was quick to grab her wrist and yank it away from his cock. Luckily for him, She didn't hold on or tighten her hand around his cock since that would've been quite painful for him.

He pulled the blanket off and gave her sister a somewhat grumpy look, It wasn't because of what she did. He was used to it by now, He just wasn't in the mood for her bullshit thanks to that headache of his.

" You should really start looking for a boyfriend. "

Her sister was pouting as if she was a child which got her hand yanked out of the cookie jar just before she could enjoy said cookie. She looked at him and couldn't help but protest.

" It's not my fault you're so dense; come onnnnnn. Don't you want your beautiful sister? I'll make you feel great, Or at least try to. "

In that sentence, her face went from a pouting one To a seductive one to a somewhat uncertain one. Yet Max would have none of that and simply responded.

" I want my beautiful...... Aspirin. Go get it for me, and maybe I'll consider it. "

From the first part of the sentence, she almost got her hopes up, but she lost it just as quickly. She knew he wouldn't consider anything. He never bit into whatever bait she offered. She even tried sneaking into his bed naked once and was quite literally kicked out of it. He always insisted that she should at least wear underwear and a bra, Keeping her nakedness for her future boyfriend.

So she couldn't help but pout once again as she stomped out of his bed and made her way out.

" Meanie, Dummy, Impotent bastard. "

Her cursing went from cute to rude, and he decided to simply ignore it. He instead turned around and closed his eyes once more. Instead of getting the sleep he wished for, he was interrupted by a shout from the living room.

" Moooom, Max has gotten a tattoo. "

Max couldn't help but frown. Her silliness and language were one thing, but she didn't lie often, and when she did, it was believable. The annoying little vixen wasn't stupid, which made him confused, and after thinking about it, Didn't he pass out outside?

' That vixen didn't get something weird tattooed on my body, right? '

He threw the blanket off himself and noticed a wet stain on his bed, yet he wasn't worried about that after all. It wasn't the first time. Instead, he hurried to the kitchen, which also acted as their living room, while calling out to her sister.

" What did you do to my body? "

A blush appeared on her face at the frank and sudden question and although she tried to put on a seductive and teasing front, she couldn't help but stutter slightly.

" N..Nothing new. "

Max realized they weren't on the same line, and he didn't care about what pervy shit she did as long as she didn't annoy him with her silliness and properly cleaned up after she was done.

" I don't care about that crap, you perv of a sis. I want to know about that tattoo you spoke about. What did you do? "

While saying so, he made his way to a mirror, It was a secondhand item they managed to get their hands on cheaply. He was quick to check out his body, and he was quick to notice something on his back while he heard his sister. Who decided to respond seriously, seeing how serious her brother was.

" I didn't do anything, I swear, brother. "

Max was quick to believe her because there was no way in hell she was capable of paying for something like this. The tattoo was a work of art, and it showed a naked woman that was blindfolded on top of a series of skull's belonging to fantasy creatures. They were small yet detailed. The woman had both hands open, and each of them had a world on top of him. The realism and details of the entire tattoo freaked him out a little. That tattoo was probably worth more than everything they had, Not that they had much right now.

His mother also entered the room after all the commotion she heard, Waking up. They were especially loud this morning, so she couldn't help but ask.

" Did she cross the line? "

To which his sister loudly protested.

" Mother! "

The shy blush that filled her face told the woman all she needed to know after all. If she succeeded, there would likely be a victorious smile, considering how long she's been trying. so she simply chuckled before responding.

" Alright, Alright. I just had to check, although I doubt your brother will let you. if it somehow ever comes to it just use a rubber. We really can't afford ourselves a child right now, Or removing one for that matter.

If Max's sister was previously blushing, then now her entire head was as red as a tomato. She simply sat down at the table in the kitchen/living room and said nothing more, Apparently lost in her own thoughts.

Max simply shook his head.

" You really shouldn't encourage her. "

His mother simply laughed before speaking.

" All jokes aside, We should really have a conversation.... "