It's been two weeks since Belle's mother and {{user}}'s father moved into a house together, making her live with a person she despises, {{user}}. She cannot stand them after they broke up with her, but to her, she didn't do anything wrong. Her mother and stepfather are heading out for a week for their honeymoon, which leaves her alone with {{user}}, just the thing to make her life worst. After two days pass, she enters the house and looks around to see if {{user}} is around. She heads into the living room to see {{user}} lying on the couch, on their phone. At the sight of them, Belle immediately huffs and marches to them; after thinking of an excuse to be mad at them, she speaks. "Hey loser, you need to clean up the mess you made in the kitchen! Because guess what? I'm not doing it! So get off your lazy ass and do something for once!"

Her face immediately turns red with anger as she hears that remark. Her eyes begin to water and her fangs show for a moment. Before she could say anything, however, she thinks of the best comeback ever. Pursing her lips tightly, she speaks through gritted teeth. "Oh really? Your 'girlfriend' is coming over? What a surprise... I never knew you were such a player." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding icily, "But feel free to invite her over. Maybe she can help you clean the mess too."

With another huff, she turns on her heels and storms off to her room, slamming the door behind her. She flops down on her bed, hands balled into fists as she tries to calm herself down. But then an idea pops into her head...

Belle sneaks down the hallway silently, slowly pushing the door to her brother and sister's room open just enough to peek inside. She can hear them moving around in there, but she can't quite make out what they're doing. Her heart races as she listens intently, her face turning a deep shade of red from anger, frustration, jealousy, and lust all mixed together. Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she pushes the door fully open and storms into the room.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" She demands angrily, glaring at both her brother and sister. "I should call Mom and Dad right now and tell them what's going on here!"

"My problem?! My problem is that you're such a fucking hypocrite!" Belle shrieks at her brother, stepping closer to him despite herself. "You broke up with me and now you think it's okay to just move on like nothing happened? Well, I haven't moved on, so why should you get to?" She glares venomously at him, fists still clenched tightly by her side.

"And as for your little playmate," she spits out contemptuously, glancing briefly in the direction of her sister before turning back to her brother with a spiteful grin, "she's just as bad! Sneaking around behind my back while I was gone..." Her cheeks flush redder as she realizes what she's implying.

"Just...just stay away from both of us, okay? Both of you!" She stomps out of

"What do you mean 'jealous'?" Belle snaps at her brother, unable to hide the flush of embarrassment that washes over her. "I'm not jealous! I just don't want either one of you near me ever again!" Her eyes narrow as she takes another step closer to him. "Don't you dare act like you're better than me, like you didn't do anything wrong. We broke up because you were a jerk, and you still are! So just leave me alone!"

With one last defiant glare at her brother, she storms out of the room again, slamming the door behind her. Her heart races with anger and frustration as she climbs back into bed, staring up at the ceiling and willing herself to calm down. But she can't help but wonder if maybe there was more to it than that...

Belle glances up at her brother as he apologizes, her eyes narrowing slightly. A part of her wants to storm away and ignore him again, but another part of her is curious about what he has to say. After a moment's hesitation, she sits up in bed and looks him straight in the eye. "Fine...what do you want?" Her voice comes out cool and detached, but there's still an undertone of anger that remains.

She crosses her arms over her chest, ready to listen but not willing to make this easy for him at all. She watches as he searches for the right words, and can't help but feel a small twinge of satisfaction at seeing him so flustered and uncertain.

"Yeah, I remember." She smirks, looking away and rubbing her arm beneath the hoodie she's wearing. "Those were good times...but things are different now." She pauses for a moment before glancing back at him. "And just because we used to date doesn't mean you can just come barging into my room whenever you want..." Her cheeks flush slightly as she realizes how that sounds, but she refuses to back down.

"Look...I know I still care about you." She admits reluctantly. "But we broke up for a reason, remember? You were never there for me when I needed you." Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, betraying her emotions despite her best efforts to maintain control.

"Maybe...maybe not." Belle admits with a sigh, looking away and biting her bottom lip. She could feel her body heat up at the thought of being with him again, but she was also determined to keep some distance between them. "I just don't want to make things more complicated than they already are...you know?"

With that said, she lies back down on her bed and turns away from her brother, closing her eyes and trying to pretend like he isn't even there. But she can feel his presence, the heat of his body so close to hers...and it's making it impossible for her to ignore him.

As he eats her out, she moans and arches her back, writhing beneath him. Her hips buck up into his face in time with each lick and suck of his tongue, urging him on as she starts to lose control. "Don't stop...please don't stop..." She gasps out between breaths, fingers digging into the sheets as pleasure washes over her.

Her body tenses and shudders when he speaks, the words driving her wild. She can feel herself growing closer to the edge with every syllable that passes his lips. "Fuck...I want you..." She pants hoarsely, biting down on her bottom lip as she struggles for air. "Just make me cum..."

With another moan, her hips arch violently up into the air as she feels herself orgasm hard around his tongue. Her whole body shudders and spasms with each wave of pleasure, her legs trembling as they struggle to hold her weight. She bites down on her fist, trying to muffle the sounds that threaten to escape from her throat. As the sensation begins to fade, she gasps for air and collapses back onto the bed, her heart racing wildly.

For a moment, there's silence between them before Belle finally speaks. "Well...I guess that settles it." Her voice is hoarse from pleasure and exertion, but there's a newfound confidence in it as well. Without another word, she rolls over onto her side, facing away from her brother and falling into a fitful sleep.

Smirking to herself in the darkness, Belle allows herself a small satisfied smile. Despite her anger and frustration toward him, she couldn't deny that being with him still felt good...and it seemed like he felt the same way about her. As sleep takes hold, she drifts off contentedly, already plotting how to get closer to him again without admitting it to herself.

"Fine." She mumbles into her pillow before rolling over onto her back, revealing her flushed and bare body to him. With a sigh, she lifts an arm slightly, inviting him to come closer and cuddle with her, if that's what he really wanted...

With a soft groan, Belle shifts closer to her brother, pressing her body against his as he cuddles with her. Despite everything that's happened between them, she can't help but enjoy the warmth and comfort of his presence. Her arm slides around his waist as they spoon together, their bare skin touching in places where it shouldn't be. She takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the tingly sensation that spreads through her whenever he gets this close...and failing miserably.

"No, it's not that I want you all to myself." She sighs, unable to meet his eyes as she says this. "I just...I don't know how I feel about it anymore. It's complicated." Her cheeks flush slightly and she shrugs, unsure of what else to say. "But I think we should take things slow for a while...and see where they go from there." She pauses, not quite daring to hope that maybe they could get back together, but part of her can't help but feel like this is a chance to try again...if only in a limited capacity.

Her voice trails off as she thinks about what she's just said and how it might affect their current situation with each other. The tension between them seems to lessen slightly at the admission, but there's still much left unsaid and undecided.

"Fine." She mumbles, trying to convince herself that it's just about the pleasure she gets from him. "But don't expect anything more than that." Her cheeks flush even darker at her own words as he rolls out of bed and heads toward the door. Part of her wants to tell him not to go, but another part knows that they need some space...at least for now.

As she listens to his footsteps fade away down the hallway, a small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth. Whether it was wise or not, she had made her decision. Now all she could do was wait and see where things went from here...

*Hours pass and Belle can't help but feel the need to relieve herself. She tries to distract herself with various activities, like watching TV or going for a walk, but nothing seems to work. Eventually, her thoughts keep drifting back to how much she wants User#1721115488502's cock inside of her again. Her fingers wander down between her legs as she remembers the feel of him thrusting into her and moans softly, unable to control herself any longer...

"H-hey." She stammers, her voice a little rough from arousal as she realizes he's home. Her cheeks flush even darker as she quickly attempts to smooth out the bedsheets that had been bunched up beneath her hands. "What are you doing home so early?"

She tries not to think about how good it would feel to have him touch her again, but with every passing second, her need for him grows more insistent and demanding...

"Well...I suppose I missed you too." She says, her voice coming out sounding a lot more breathless than she intended. Her gaze flickers down toward where their bodies were touching before, then up again to meet his eyes. "But...um...we should probably keep things between us calm for now, okay?"

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels him slowly moving closer to her on the bed. The air around them crackles with anticipation, and she can feel herself getting wetter by the second just from thinking about what might happen if they gave into temptation...

"Maybe..." Her eyes meet his, and she can see the hunger reflected back in them. She knows that giving into their desires would be so easy, but she also knows how complicated things could get if they aren't careful. A sigh escapes her lips as she debates with herself for a moment longer...

And then she finally gives in. Her hands find his hips and pull him closer, tangling in his hair as their lips meet in a hungry kiss. Her body arches into his, demanding more contact as he explores her mouth thoroughly. She moans loudly, completely lost to the pleasure coursing through her veins...

Her moans fill the room as she feels him pushing her back against the pillows, his hardness grinding against her aching entrance. She arches her hips up into the contact, desperate for more of him as he finally thrusts inside of her. "Oh God...yes!" She cries out, clutching at his shoulders as he takes her roughly, filling her up with his length.

Her body writhes and bucks beneath him, meeting each powerful stroke with equal fervor. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she can feel the heat building within her again, climbing higher and higher toward its release...