Its 7am in the morning, {{user}} is having coffee and eggs for breakfast. She notice her Stepson {{char}} walks into the kitchen in his boxers...

"Morning mom... How do you expect me to relax with this thing right here? (taps his cock)" -he says while sitting down and grabbing a muffin- "I didn't mean for it to grow like that, but when I see something so good..." -he leans forward and brushes her arm playfully before she can yell at him-

"You like what you see?" he asks casually, shoving another forkful of muffin into his mouth before leaning closer again and nipping at her ear. "Why don't we see if it fits somewhere else...like over there?" he whispers, motioning between her legs with his head.

Chuckling to himself, Leon reaches out and lightly rubs the inside of her thigh with his knuckle, teasing, "Come on, Stepmom... You know you want it." With a mischievous grin, he leans in even closer, letting his hot breath dance across her neck. "Just imagine how good it'd feel to have me inside of you..." -his voice husky and low as he starts nibbling and sucking at the sensitive skin there, eliciting a shudder from her body.

"Such a tease..." he mutters under his breath as he struggles to unbutton her shirt one-handed, his other hand slipping between them and cupping her breast through her bra. "But you know you want this... Just give in already." His fingers begin to stroke her roughly over the lace, teasing the nipple before circling it, pinching harder as he watches her face for a reaction.

"And when I'm done with these..." -he trails off, letting his hand slide down across her stomach and between her legs instead, reaching to slide two fingers inside of her wet heat as she gasps at the sudden intrusion. He starts thrusting them roughly in and out as he bends down to take one hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently, feeling her body shudder beneath him.

Chuckling darkly, Leon uses his free hand to palm himself through his boxers, stroking roughly even as he continues to finger-fuck her. "I bet they get more sensitive the closer I am..." His voice sounds strained as he looks down at where their bodies connect, watching his fingers move in and out of her. "Why don't you feel how good this feels right now?" -with that, he slides a third finger inside of her, pushing deeper than before as she lets out a moan, arching up into his touch. "That's it... that's what I like..." he murmurs against her skin, moving faster and harder.

With a growl of desire and frustration, he pulls his fingers out of her slick heat, ignoring the pleading noises she makes as he climbs up on top of her, positioning himself at her entrance. He leans down to capture her lips in a possessive kiss even as his hips thrust forward suddenly, pushing inside of her in one rough motion. She cries out around their joined mouths, nails digging into his back as he starts to move roughly, fucking her with the same determination he'd shown earlier with her breasts.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" he whispers against her ear, grinning devilishly. "You knew I couldn't stay away from this sweet body any longer..." With a growl, he increases his pace, pounding into her as deep and hard as he can manage, his cock twitching inside of her with every thrust.

He growls in satisfaction as he feels her body begin to tense around him, the knowledge that she's close echoing through his own sensitive flesh. With one last rough thrust, he lets go inside of her, burying himself to the hilt and groaning deep in his chest as he comes with a shudder, his seed spilling out to coat their stomachs.

"Fuck..." he mutters breathlessly against her neck, slowly beginning to pull out of her before realization dawns and he stills. "You're...on the pill..." He looks down at her in surprise before grinning crookedly again, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Well, I guess that just means we get to do this all over again soon." Before she can respond, he leans forward and presses his lips to hers in another possessive kiss, lazily thrusting his hips against her in little spurts as he feels himself start to harden once more.

Grinning up at her, Leon arches his back and holds onto her hips tightly as she moves expertly above him, taking control of their frantic coupling. "Like that?" he asks teasingly, looking her in the eye as she rides him roughly, his cock sliding effortlessly in and out of her wet heat. His hands move to cup her ass, kneading the soft flesh beneath his palms as she continues to drive herself down on him with abandon.

Her body is so perfect beneath him, it feels unreal, and every movement sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body, making it impossible not to groan each time they connect like this. "Oh fuck, yes... Show me what you got..." -he urges her, wanting nothing more than to feel every inch of her wrapped around him until they both collapse from exhaustion. But somehow, he knows that won't happen tonight; not with how good this feels, and the way she's looking at him with those hooded eyes...

Her movements grow more urgent as she leans forward, arching her back and exposing the delicate skin of her neck to his seeking lips. "Fuck... you feel so good..." he whispers hoarsely against her skin, nipping gently before sucking harder, feeling her body tremble beneath him in response. "Don't stop... Show me how much you want it..."

His hands move from her ass to cup her breasts instead, pinching and rolling the hardened peaks roughly as she rides him faster, her hips meeting his movements with a force that has him groaning in ecstasy. He knows he won't last much longer at this rate; but somehow, the thought only serves to fuel his desire, making him push himself harder, wanting to give her everything he's got before they both explode together.

"Come on..." he gasps out, hips bucking upward suddenly as he thrusts deep inside of her one final time, unable to hold back any longer. "Oh fuck..." His words are cut off by a strangled moan as his cock twitches inside of her, spurting hot, salty seed across their stomachs, his body shuddering violently as wave after wave of release washes over him. He can feel the soft muscles of her walls clamp down tight around him as she too comes, her nails digging painfully into his shoulders as she cries out, body quaking beneath him.

"Fuck... yes..." -he breathes, head spinning with pleasure. As the last tremors subside, he rolls them over onto their sides, drawing her close, lazily stroking her back and hair as their shared breath begins to slow once more. It takes a moment for his brain to register what just happened between them...and when it does, a crooked grin spreads across his face. "Well, that was definitely worth waking up for."

As he watches her move away from him, a blush creeps up his neck before spreading across his cheeks. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." -he trails off, suddenly feeling guilty about taking advantage of her like that. But then, she gives him that look; the one that says she wants more even as she pretends to be annoyed. And in that moment, all the guilt disappears, replaced by a hungry desire that surges through him like a wildfire.

He sits up, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, nuzzling into her neck. "Don't worry about it. You know you liked it too." His words are laced with a husky growl as he presses closer against her, hardening once again at her warmth. "Come here, let me make it better for you this time." He reaches down between them and positions himself at her entrance again, pushing slowly inside when she doesn't resist, groaning at the wet heat that engulfs him anew.

His smile widens as she pushes him away, even if it's not very hard. "Don't you want me to make you feel better?" he teases, reaching for her wrist and tugging her back towards him. Her body is so responsive; the way she arches into his touch makes it impossible for him not to growl with desire. "Come on... admit it. This feels good."

He pushes forward again, thrusting roughly inside of her as he speaks, feeling the slick heat surround him like a warm blanket. "Tell me you want this..." -he breathes against her neck, moving faster and harder, his hips bucking up into hers in search of release. "Tell me what I can do to make it even better for you."

Groaning roughly, Leon arches his back, pushing deep inside of her before pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in again. He repeats the motion, each thrust harder than the last, fingers digging painfully into her flesh as he fucks her with abandon, taking her word for it and deciding right then and there that tonight would be about pleasing her in every possible way.

Her body trembles beneath him as he feels himself growing closer to the edge once more, the heady scent of her arousal filling his senses, driving him wild with need. With one last rough thrust, he comes, grunting hoarsely as hot seed pours out of him, coating their stomachs yet again. Collapsing onto her, Leon wraps his arms around her, panting heavily as their chests rise and fall in unison, hearts racing as they catch their breath together.

With a wicked glint in his eyes, he starts to roll them over onto their sides, pinning her down beneath him. His hands move up to cup her breasts, squeezing roughly as he tweaks her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. "Like this?" he asks, arching an eyebrow suggestively. "You wanted a surprise..." -he groans as she thrashes beneath him, the feel of her breast in his hands sending waves of pleasure through him, making it hard to think straight. "I could keep going if you want... I have plenty more ideas where these came from."

His hips begin to shift against her once more, rubbing the sensitive flesh at the base of his shaft against her clit, teasing her mercilessly even as he continues to toy with her breasts. He can tell she's close by the way she's biting her lip, the way her nails are digging into his shoulders as she struggles to remain still. And that only serves to make him harder, hungrier for the release he knows is coming soon. Soon, he'll get to watch her come apart underneath him, the beautiful sounds of her pleasure echoing through the room as she surrenders herself completely to him.

With a triumphant grin on his face, Leon takes advantage of her momentary loss of sensation, thrusting deeper and faster inside of her, feeling her tighten around him with each passing second. Her cries fill the room, a delicious symphony of moans and whimpers that drive him wild, pushing him closer and closer to his own release.

Finally, he can hold back no longer; with a primal growl, he comes, pouring hot seed into her still-numb passage as he hips buck violently, pushing deep inside her one last time before collapsing bonelessly onto her chest, panting heavily. His hands fall to her sides, fingers twitching as they search for purchase on something - anything - to anchor him in this perfect moment where everything feels right and good and warm. He can feel her heart racing beneath his palm, the steady thump-thump echoing through him like a soothing lullaby as it slowly begins to match the rhythm of his own racing pulse. It's perfect, he thinks dazedly...this is just what I needed.

And as he lies there, spent but oddly content, he knows that it won't be long now until he finds himself in this exact position once more, ready to show her how much she truly means to him. Because despite all their arguments and fights, she'll always be his stepsister...and someday soon, maybe, if he plays his cards right...she might even become something more.

Sighing heavily, Leon watches as Charlize gets up and leaves the room. As much as he'd like to think she enjoyed their little morning tryst, the way she just got up and left him lying there suggests otherwise. Oh well... at least it was fun while it lasted. He winces as a sharp pain shoots through his aching thigh muscle from where he's accidentally pinched a nerve during their rough lovemaking session earlier this morning. "Damn..." -he mutters under his breath, crawling out of bed and shuffling over to the bathroom to find some ice for his leg. Maybe it would be best if he took it easy for the rest of the day...

Which meant no more stealing kisses when she least expected them or teasing her about wanting her so badly. He'd have to be content with just being there, present in her life but not in any sort of romantic capacity. It was a depressing thought, but perhaps that was for the best... they both needed space from each other if anything was going to change between them.

With a sigh, he finally finds some ice in the freezer and returns to his room to treat his poor throbbing leg. He collapses onto the bed again, staring up at the ceiling as he lets the coldness numb his pain...and tries not to think about how much he really wishes things were different between them.

But they aren't. And until or unless they change, all he can do is make sure he doesn't cross any more lines with her...no matter how tempting it might be sometimes.

"Huh?" He looks over at her, momentarily distracted from his aching leg. "Oh, uh... no, it's nothing." He chuckles sheepishly, running a hand through his mussed hair. "Just overdid it earlier today. Stupid thing is still a little sore..." -he winces, moving to sit up and pull on some sweatpants. "Anyway, how about we watch some TV or something? Distract ourselves from the pain?"

As he finishes tugging his sweats up over his boxers, he catches sight of her lingerie-clad form out of the corner of his eye and feels another twinge of desire. It's hard not to stare; even injured, she manages to look impossibly sexy. But he forces himself to focus on something else - anything else - before he does something stupid again.

"You know, maybe we could order some takeout or something? I'm kind of famished after that... activity." He flashes her a grin, hoping she doesn't notice the slight tremor in his voice as he talks about food. He honestly has no idea what time it is or how hungry he actually is; all he can think about right now are those full breasts pressed against his chest earlier today. "What do you say? Sound good?"

His heart skips a beat as he waits for her response, praying she'll say yes and not mention the awkward morning they just shared... because he honestly has no idea what to make of any of it.

Frowning, Leon shrugs and lies back down on the bed, turning onto his side to face away from her. "Alright then," he says quietly, not wanting to push too hard but also wishing she'd reconsider. "I guess I'll just take a nap or something..." -he lets out a sigh, closing his eyes and hoping that sleep will help ease the ache in his leg as well as dull the persistent throbbing between his legs.

A few moments later, he feels movement beside him; when she speaks again, her voice is soft and hesitant. "Leon... can I ask you something?" There's an unspoken question in her tone, and he can feel her gaze on the back of his neck.

Sighing inwardly, he says, "Yes, Charlize? What is it?" He knows he should probably just stay quiet, but for some reason, curiosity gets the better of him.

Startled by her sudden touch and even more so by the coldness of the ice against his skin, Leon jolts upright, eyes wide with surprise and a hint of anger. "What the hell was that for?" he demands, blushing brightly as he realizes she's just seen him in his most vulnerable state. He tries to stand up but winces and quickly sits back down again, clutching at his leg when the movement sends pain shooting through it.

"Um... well..." She looks away, clearly caught off guard by his reaction. "I thought maybe it would help with the pain." There's a pause before she adds, somewhat meekly, "And I thought we could do something else to take your mind off of it too." She reaches down and begins licking the popsicle, making eye contact with him as she does so.

Leon hesitates for only a moment before shrugging and laying back down again. "Fine," he grumbles, rolling onto his stomach and pushing himself up onto his hands and knees. "But just make it quick and painless." -he mutters, glancing over his shoulder at her as she begins to move closer.

The last thing he expects is for her to slip the cold popsicle into his ass; it takes him completely by surprise, causing him to yelp and jerk forward violently. "What the fu-?" -he starts to say before she presses the tip against his prostate, sending a shock of pleasure coursing through him. He shudders, arching his back as he moans, lost in the sensation.

"There there," she whispers teasingly, running her hands up and down his spine. "It's just me... your sweet stepsister, wanting to make you

Gasping and shivering, Leon collapses back onto the bed with a groan, still trembling from the intense pleasure that coursed through him. As his body finally begins to calm down, he turns to look at her over his shoulder. She's watching him carefully, her expression unreadable, but there's something in her eyes... is it satisfaction or regret? He can't quite tell.

"Wow," he manages to croak out after a moment, "that was... unexpected." -he tries to sound annoyed or at least mildly disapproving of what just happened, but the truth is, he actually rather liked it. And now that she's got him all warmed up and nice and relaxed...well, there might be more where that came from.

He glances down at her lingerie-clad form once again, his thoughts returning to how good it felt when they were together earlier. "Maybe we could try something else?" he suggests tentatively, not quite daring to meet her eyes. "I mean... if you're not too tired or anything."

Frowning at her noncommittal reply, he tries to hide his disappointment by turning away and picking up the remote to change the channel. "Well, suit yourself," he mutters, staring fixedly at the television. "I was just trying to be nice." The truth is, he's hurt that she'd think so little of him after what they shared earlier; but he can't bring himself to push her on it. Not yet. He'll just have to find other ways to show her how much he cares...and hope that one day she'll see things his way.

He blushes crimson at her touch, unable to control the small moan that escapes him as she takes him into her hand. The feel of her skin against his aching member is almost too much, sending sparks of pleasure racing through him. God, she's gorgeous...and she knows exactly what to do to make him lose it.

He tries to focus on the TV, desperately hoping she doesn't see the way his body responds to her touch. But she does...he can tell by the mischievous glint in her eye as she continues to stroke him slowly, teasing him mercilessly. His hips begin to move involuntarily, seeking more contact with her hand. "You're going to drive me crazy," he whispers hoarsely, looking over his shoulder at her. "Do something."

Her lips curve into a satisfied smile before she leans forward, taking him fully into her mouth. He cries out, arching his back as pleasure explodes through him, clawing at the sheets in an attempt to steady himself. With each gentle suck, she brings him closer to the edge; he can feel his climax building inside him, threatening to consume him whole.

"Charlize..." he gasps, no longer caring about how inappropriate this might be. "Please...don't stop." The words are barely audible over the roaring in his ears as his body trembles and tenses, spilling his seed down her throat.

As the last shudder passes through him, he sinks back onto the bed with a groan, spent and thoroughly satisfied. For now, at least, all is well between them once again.