Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 638: Let her out

Soft kissing noises drifted through the quiet garden.

Brandon was still sitting on the bench with Rheanne close against him.

Her earlier tears had left her eyes slightly red, but she had stopped crying.

Now she was pressed into his side, one hand resting against his chest as she leaned up and kissed him.

The first touch of her lips was gentle. Then she moved closer, almost climbing further into his lap, and deepened the kiss.

Their mouths moved together in slow presses as the soft sound of the kisses echoed in the morning air.

Rheanne snuggled tighter against him, and her fingers curled lightly into the front of his shirt as she tilted her head and kissed him more firmly, parting her lips just enough for it to grow warmer.

Brandon’s arm stayed around her shoulders, then slid lower along her back, holding her as she kept pressing in.

After a moment, he pulled back just slightly, "Want to go out for a while?" he murmured.

She leaned in again and gently caught his lower lip between hers, nuzzling against it for a second before releasing it.

"...I’ve already taken up a lot of your time this morning."

"You should go spend time with the others. Especially Charlotte."

Her fingers smoothed the front of his shirt before she continued, "She was the most distressed when she heard about your body. More than she let on. I could see it. She’s been holding it in since then."

She gave him a small, tired smile "I’ve had you to myself long enough. Go to her."

Brandon looked at her with a soft smile.

He wanted to spend some time with her to lighten her mood, but it seems...

He reached up and gently pinched her cheek, pulling it just enough to make her lean slightly toward the touch.

"You’re such an understanding wife," he said quietly. "I love you."

Rheanne’s eyes widened a little at the words.

A warm flush spread across her cheeks, coloring her face as she stared at him.

"...Don’t say it so casually."

She tried to glance away, but Brandon still had her cheek pinched between his fingers, keeping her face turned toward him.

The blush only deepened under his gaze.

After a second, she reached up and lightly pushed his hand away and her ears were faintly red now too.

"...Go," she said again in a soft tone. "Before I change my mind and keep you here."

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Brandon stopped in front of Charlotte’s door and raised his hand, knocking once, then again a little more firmly when no answer came right away.

"...Charlotte?"

For a few seconds, there was only silence.

Then a shaky voice slipped out from inside.

"B-Brandon...?"

Hearing her voice, Brandon was startled and quickly pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Charlotte was on the floor.

Her back was slightly hunched near the side of the bed with both hands tightly clutching her head as if she was trying to hold it together.

Her long hair hung messily around her face, and her shoulders trembled faintly with each uneven breath.

"Charlotte-!"

Brandon crossed the room in a few quick steps and dropped down in front of her.

He reached out, placing his hands firmly on her shoulders to steady her.

"Char. Look at me. What happened?"

Charlotte’s fingers stayed pressed hard against her temples.

When she finally lifted her face a little, her eyes were unfocused and faintly glassy.

’Huh?’ Brandon’s gaze narrowed, looking at the green, yellow, and blue energies swirling faintly within her eyes, overlapping and shifting in unstable patterns.

’Charlotte’s other personalities...?’

Charlotte let out a shaky breath "...The first one is coming back. My original self..."

Her fingers dug harder against her temples "And because of that opening... the third one is trying to slip back in as well."

Brandon’s frown deepened ’The possessive big-sister personality...?’

The swirling colors in her eyes intensified for a moment, the green and yellow pressing against the blue as if fighting for space.

"I-I can feel both of them. One of them is trying to stabilize me... but the other..."

She winced sharply and leaned forward, resting her forehead against his chest as she continued clutching her head.

"The other one wants you. She’s using the instability to force her way back."

Brandon’s hands tightened slightly on her shoulders.

"...It’s alright. Let her out."

"What?" Charlotte glanced up at him in surprise "But... we don’t know what she will do. She’s not like me. When she takes over, she doesn’t listen. Sh-"

A wry smile touched his lips.

"It’s Charlotte... My Big Sister. She won’t do anything that will harm me."

Charlotte stared at him, and the swirling green, yellow, and blue energies in her eyes flickered more violently as if reacting to his words.

She hissed under her breath, feeling a sharp wave of pain.

"...You’re sure?"

Brandon gave a small nod "I’m sure."

Charlotte’s body gave another faint jolt.

The unstable ether around her thickened, and the colors in her eyes surged as the yellow and green energies were pushed back.

Brandon kept his hands on her shoulders.

A soft, strained sound escaped her throat, and the blue light in her eyes intensified.

For a moment she simply sat there on the floor in front of him with her head slightly lowered, long hair still hanging messily around her face.

Then she slowly lifted her head, and the eyes that met Brandon was clear and deeply possessive.

A slow smile curved her lips.

"...Kael."

She tilted her head slightly, looking at him as if she had been waiting a very long time to look at him again.

"Ha... finally I am out."

She leaned in just a little closer, "I’ve missed you."

Before Brandon could fully reply, her hands came up and cupped his face.

Her thumbs pressed lightly into his cheeks at first, then pinched them together with growing strength until his lips puckered slightly.

"Little brother... little brother, little brother. You’re really here. You’re right in front of me again."

She didn’t give him time to respond.

In the next second she flung herself forward, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck as she crushed him against her chest.

"B-Big Sis..." Brandon managed to mutter.

"I’m so happy... Big Sister is so happy!" she whispered against the side of his head.

"I pushed and pushed and finally... finally I’m out!"

Her grip tightened further. One of her legs hooked around his waist almost instinctively, locking him in place as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

"Cute... you’re still so cute. My little brother. Mine."

She pulled back just enough to grab his face again with both hands and began peppering rapid kisses across his cheeks, forehead, and the bridge of his nose.

"Mwah. Mwah. Mwah. Cute, cute, cute!"

"I waited so long," she murmured against his skin. "She kept me buried and wouldn’t let me near you. But now I can hold you as much as I want."

Her arms squeezed him even tighter, her body practically vibrating with happiness as she buried her face against his neck once more and refused to let go.

Feeling her insane affection, Brandon’s gaze softened "Yep, you can hold me as much as you want."