Hydra!Takumi/Femui - noncon

The first thing you noticed about her was her hair. It was tied into braids.

She was cute. In fact, you’d even say she was just your type. It was almost a shame that she was your sister.

You and she got separated from Azura when you were showing her around. You started arguing, and before you knew it, you were alone in an alley with her. You don’t remember what exactly led up to it, but before you knew it, she was rearranging her armor, looking at you with an expression you couldn’t read, and saying that she didn’t blame you.

“Let’s pretend this never happened.”

You clenched your fists and nodded, but your heart burned with guilt. It had clearly been her first time and she didn’t seem to enjoy it very much. It probably didn’t help that you’d pulled on her braids.

The guilt lessened when Mother died. It lessened even more when she chose to side with Nohr, but it was still there in the back of your mind.

You fucked her again when you met her in Nohr. It was more consensual, but also more violent. Fitting, since there was a battle going on around you. You nearly laughed when she once again said,

“Let’s pretend this never happened.”

It was impossible to pretend you hadn’t kissed her hard enough that her gums bled. She couldn’t pretend she hadn’t pulled your hair hard enough that you thought your head would come off. You couldn’t ignore the scar she put on your shoulder.

And she couldn’t ignore the consequences of what you’d done.

You’re actually quite disgusting, aren’t you? Here you are, waiting until her husband leaves, then creeping into her room like a prowler.

For a moment, she seems happy to see you, relieved that you’re alive. Her elation turns to confusion, then fear as she realizes what you have planned.

Even if she had chosen Hoshido, she never would have been able to love you as more than a brother, so here you are, taking her by force.

No, that’s not correct. She wouldn’t have been able to love you at all. There’s nothing redeeming about you, and she was certainly disgusted with you when she realized that you had been looking at her as a woman rather than a sister. In fact, that's probably why she left in the first place.

She cries out for you to stop, saying that the two of you can’t do this anymore, but you simply muffle her protests with your mouth. She only let you fuck her out of pity before. She would never let you hold her, kiss her, whisper sweet nothings to her.

She sobs as you push yourself inside of her, and it somehow feels even better than it did before. Her pussy is squeezing around you so hard it feels like you’ll cum right then and there.

What would your retainers say if they saw you right now? Hinata would cut you down right there, and poor Oboro would sob at the man you’ve become. Or rather, she’d sob at the man you always were.

Not that they can do anything now. They’ve already died for you!

Ryouma would kill you, too. He’d likely disown you for lusting after your sister, but to see you forcing yourself on her? He’d slice your head off without any regrets.
Sakura would be terrified. She’d be more relieved than bereaved if Ryouma killed you.
And Hinoka? She’d hate you the most. She would ask herself if you’d been looking at her in that way, too. She’d wonder if you thought about being deep inside of her, making her scream like a whore. She’d feel so unclean that she’d need to bathe every time she thought of you.
And your sweet, sweet mother. She wouldn’t hate you at all, oh no. She would weep and blame herself, asking if she did something wrong. And the only thing you’d be able to say is that you were born defective.

As you finish inside of her, an arrow flies over your head. You turn to see a young man with Kamui’s hair color standing near the door with a bow in his hands. Tears are beginning to stream down his face, but his eyes are full of fury. Behind him is a girl with her hair in pigtails, looking horrified.

“Get away from my mother!” The boy screams.
“Takumi…” You turn back to her and it kills you to see forgiveness in those eyes.

She reaches out to touch you, but you pull away and flee the building as the boy and his sister tend to their mother.

But that was certainly a surprise, wasn’t it? My daughter was kind enough to bear your child, and I suspect that she’ll bear another before the end comes. I must say, it’s a rather wonderful feeling, becoming a grandfather. I suppose you were good for something after all, Takumi.