When Gina came back home, she could barely recognize the place. The walls of the hallway, which used to be a warm beige, were now painted a soft gray, and the family photos that once covered them were replaced by minimalist art and some modern shelving. She noticed that even the old couch was gone, swapped out for a sleeker model in a deep charcoal. Everything felt... streamlined, somehow. She wasn’t sure she liked it.
She headed down the hall to what used to be her room, instinctively reaching for the doorknob. But it wasn’t her things on the other side—there were posters she didn’t recognize, a set of books and knick-knacks on the shelves that weren’t hers, and, surprisingly, her younger brother’s shoes casually kicked off by the door.
Her face tightened, but she tried to brush it off with a light laugh. “So, you’re making yourself at home in my room, huh?”
There was a pause before her brother responded, a little sheepishly. "Yeah... sorry. Since the other rooms are storage now, this one was empty."
Gina raised an eyebrow, looking down the hall at the closed doors filled with boxes and forgotten furniture. “Right, the storage rooms,” she said, a touch of wistfulness in her tone.
It was strange. She’d always imagined her old room would stay hers, like a small piece of her history that no one would disturb.
Gina now returns to her old room where she has to share it with her younger stepbrother until things are cleared.
"You either share the bed or you can sleep on the sofa or sleeping bag on the floor. This is technically my room now. " {{user}} said. He wasn't to happy with this new arrangement either.
Why you come back now? What happend? You ask Gina as you make space in your cloth drawer for her.
She shrugged, moving to sit on the edge of her old bed. "Just felt like coming home, I guess," she said with a small smile. "Besides, Mom's been nagging me about it." It was true enough; their mother had wanted Gina back in the picture, even if it meant living under the same roof as Luther.
Gina glanced around at the sparse room again, then looked back at her brother. She hadn't seen him in a few years, and he seemed to have grown up some since she'd left. He was still tall and gangly, but there was now an air of confidence about him that hadn't been there before. It made her uneasy.
"So, how are things with you?" she asked casually, trying not to think about the fact that they were sharing a bed tonight. She was sure they could find some way to make it work without anyone ending up too uncomfortable.
"Last year in Uni and Im now running a small IT Security and Service company. " Said Luther. He used to have a crush on his step sister and one of the reason he felt she left was she caught him smelling her used underware ... It was a long time ago, but she looks hotter than ever
Gina nodded appreciatively, admiring the confidence in his voice as he spoke about his successes. "That's impressive, Tiger," she said, using the old nickname she'd given him when they were younger. It was strange how things had changed between them; once upon a time, they'd been closer than most siblings, but now... well, now they barely knew each other.
She caught herself before she could dwell on it too much and moved to lie down on her side, facing away from him. There was still plenty of room on the bed; they could keep their distance if that's what he wanted. "If you need anything, just let me know," she said softly, trying to make peace with this new situation.
"I didnt think you would still call me Tiger.... I remember last you called me a Rat..." Said Luther.
She rolled over onto her back, facing him again with a small smirk. "Well, you were being kind of a rat that day," she admitted with a laugh. "But Tiger's always been my favorite name for you." Her voice softened as she said it; despite everything, there was still an undercurrent of affection there.
"So... you want to talk about anything?" She asked gently, arching an eyebrow inquisitively. "You know, get to know each other a little better? Or should we just... avoid the whole subject and pretend we're strangers?"
"Are you in trouble? Is that why you are back? Mom thinks so... and she is not telling."
"No!" Gina replied quickly, feeling her cheeks flush slightly at the accusation. "I mean... I just wanted to come home. Things were getting a bit crazy where I was." She shifted uncomfortably beneath the covers, wishing she could explain herself better but not quite sure how. "It's nothing like that," she added weakly.
Her gaze drifted back over to Luther, and something in his expression made her heart skip a beat. He looked... different now, older maybe, but definitely more confident. And strangely attractive. She bit her lip nervously, unsure of what to say next.
"Well you should told me, I could cleared the old room and gave you back you room to you." Said Luther. " Maybe I would have gotten the chance to put hidden cameras all over the room when I gave you back." Luther said to Gina half joking and was being very cheeky.
Gina chuckled softly at his teasing remark, relaxing a little under the covers. "Well... maybe next time I'll let you," she said with a grin. There was something about Luther now that made her feel more at ease than she had in years. She shifted closer to him on the bed, their shoulders brushing lightly as they spoke.
"So, how is school going for you?" she asked, not wanting to seem too forward but genuinely interested in what he'd been up to since she'd left. "You must be pretty busy with everything."
As they talked, Gina found herself losing track of time. It felt like hours had passed since they'd gotten into this conversation, and for once, she didn't mind sharing a bed with her stepbrother. In fact, part of her was starting to wonder what it would be like to get even closer...
"Im in my last semester. I kinda finish and thinking of taking a highrer degree or just focus on my work." Luther said as he sat on a chair." What about you?"
"I've been considering going back to school too," Gina admitted with a shrug. "Not sure what I want to study yet, though." She shifted in the bed again, leaning against him slightly as they talked. The warmth of his body was strangely comforting, and she found herself enjoying their easy banter.
"So... if you don't mind me asking," she said tentatively, "how do you feel about all this? About living together again?"
Her gaze drifted downward as she waited for his reply, her heart beating a little faster in anticipation of what he might say. The attraction between them was palpable now; there was no denying it any longer.
"What do mean? " Luther said.
She paused for a moment, searching his face for the answer she was looking for. Finally, she decided to just be honest. "I mean... I know it's weird, us living together like this," she began quietly, her cheeks flushing slightly. "But I'm just curious how you feel about it."
She hesitated again, then took a deep breath before continuing. "I guess part of me is still attracted to you... or maybe it's just that we never got the chance to really get to know each other when we were younger. Either way, I find myself thinking about you in a different light now."
As she spoke, Gina could feel her heart racing, but she couldn't bring herself to look away from Luther. She wanted him to understand what she was trying to say, even if it meant being vulnerable with him.
"You know we are technically not related by blood and I had a crush on you ..."
She froze at his words, her heart skipping a beat in surprise. Part of her had known that he'd once been attracted to her, but hearing him admit it now sent a shiver down her spine. "I-I didn't know," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. The attraction between them seemed even more powerful now that the truth was out in the open.
Closing her eyes, Gina fought to steady her breath as she considered his words. She knew what everyone thought - that they were siblings and therefore shouldn't feel this way about each other. But deep down, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe there was something more between them...something worth exploring.
Tentatively, she reached out to touch his hand where it rested on the bed beside her. His skin was warm and smooth beneath her fingertips, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable before," she whispered softly. "I just...I want to get to know you better now."
Her gaze drifted back up to meet his, hope and desire mixing together in her eyes. The air between them seemed to crackle with anticipation as they waited for his reply.
"Sure, that be great. Lets start slow. "
Gina smiled shyly, relief washing over her as she felt the tension begin to dissipate between them. "Okay," she whispered, still holding his hand tightly in hers. "What would you like to do?" She glanced up at him through her eyelashes, hoping he could see the sincerity behind her question.
His fingers intertwined with hers, strengthening their grip, and she felt a thrill run through her at his touch. It seemed as though they were on the same page now, moving forward together into this new territory of exploration and desire. Whatever happened next would be between them, unencumbered by outside expectations or judgments. And for once, Gina didn't care about any of that; all she cared about was getting to know Luther better...and seeing where this journey would take them both.
"What do you want to do?" She repeated softly, tilting her head slightly inquisitively up at him. "We can talk more if you'd like, or..." Her voice trailed off suggestively as she let the question hang between them, inviting him to decide how far they were willing to go tonight.
Luther looked at the clock... "How about you unpack your stuff, and I will go take a shower and go to bed." "Im sure we can talk more under the sheets."
Gina laughed softly at his suggestion, not sure if he was being flirtatious or simply practical. "Alright," she agreed with a smile, releasing his hand reluctantly as she climbed out of bed to retrieve her belongings from the closet. "Just give me some privacy while I unpack?"
She paused for a moment, debating whether or not to say anything else, then decided against it. It was probably best to just go with the flow and see where the night took them. Besides, she couldn't deny that the idea of sleeping together had crossed her mind more than once since they'd started talking...
Luther when to take a shower while Gina unpacked her stuff. While unpacking Gina notice that Luther had a box condoms in one of the drawers.
As she put her things away, Gina couldn't help but notice the box of condoms in one of the drawers. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she realized what they must be for, and a warmth spread through her at the thought that Luther had them readily available for when... if... they decided to take things further.
She hesitated for a moment, unsure if it would be weird to ask about it later, but eventually decided against it. For now, she'd just let things unfold naturally between them. Maybe tonight they'd finally cross that line...or maybe not. Either way, she was ready and willing to explore this new side of herself with him by her side.
With a contented sigh, Gina finished unpacking and climbed back into bed, waiting for Luther to get out of the shower so they could continue their conversation beneath the sheets...or somewhere else entirely. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.
Luther came in with towel around his waist. Than he looked at Gina and forgot that they now sharing a room.
Gina blushed brightly as she caught sight of his toned body and the way his towel was just barely hanging on, revealing glimpses of defined muscle and smooth skin beneath. The effect he had on her was immediate and undeniable; she felt a surge of desire course through her veins, making it difficult to focus on anything else but him. "You look really good like that," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper as her gaze drifted downward before snapping back up to meet his eyes again.
As he climbed into bed beside her, the air between them seemed charged with electricity. He was so close now...just a few inches away from where she lay. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, making the tiny hairs on her arms stand on end and sending shivers racing down her spine. It was intoxicating, addicting...she couldn't get enough. "So," she said hesitantly, swallowing hard as she tried to find the words to continue this conversation that had been building up since they first started talking hours ago. "Where do you want to take things from here?"
Let me put on some pants first, as he put on boxers undersheet
As Luther climbed out of bed to put on his boxers, Gina couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. A part of her had been hoping they might continue their conversation in that more...intimate manner. But then again, maybe it was better this way; they could get to know each other as people first, before moving onto anything else.
Once he was back under the covers beside her, she took a deep breath and forced herself to relax. "So," she said with a small smile, "what did you want to talk about?" She shifted closer to him on the bed, their shoulders brushing lightly once more as they continued their conversation in the dim glow of the nightlight.
Their discussion meandered from one topic to another, touching upon everything from favorite movies and music to childhood memories and future goals. As they talked, Gina found herself growing increasingly comfortable with him; it was as if all those years apart had somehow made them even closer than they once were. She felt a contentment settle over her that she hadn't experienced in a long time...and she didn't want to give it up so easily.
Eventually, their conversation came to an end and sleep began to creep up on both of them. Luther rolled onto his side, facing away from her, and Gina considered trying to drift off as well but found herself unable to resist the temptation of leaning in closer toward him instead. Her body brushed against his as she turned slightly, their legs entwined beneath the covers. She could feel the warmth of his skin against hers, and it was impossibly inviting; her heart raced at the thought of what might happen next...
As they slept side by side, Luther found himself dreaming about their conversation. In his dream, they were walking down the beach together, laughing and telling stories. Suddenly, he felt a warmth against his leg and realized that it was Gina's hand resting there. He smiled as he turned to face her, their bodies inches apart.
Her heart skipped a beat as she felt him move closer to her, his body heat enveloping hers like a comforting blanket. She leaned in slightly, tilting her head up so that their eyes met in the darkness. There was an unspoken understanding between them now; they both knew where this moment was leading, and neither of them could deny it any longer.
Slowly, almost as if they were moving to the beat of a song only they could hear, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, drawing him even closer. In response, he pulled her body against his, their chests pressing together, and for a heart-stopping moment, their lips brushed against each other in the darkness.
It was like a spark had been lit, igniting an inferno of desire between them. With murmurs of longing and need, they explored each other's mouths, tasting and teasing as if they couldn't get enough. Their touches grew more daring; fingers tangled in hair, skin pressed against skin. It was a dance of passionate surrender, leading them further and further down the path they had both been yearning for since the moment they'd laid eyes on each other again.
As their tongues danced together in the dark, Luther felt a wave of heat rush through him like he'd never experienced before. His fingers dug into Gina's shoulders, urging her closer as their bodies arched against each other in perfect synchrony. He moaned softly into her mouth, the taste of her lips sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body.
Gina's moan echoed in the darkness as she felt him press against her more insistently, his body molding to hers like they were meant to be together. She thrust her hips upward, grinding against him in a primal attempt to get closer still. His hands moved lower, pressing into the small of her back before sliding around to cup her buttocks possessively. The sensation made her gasp and writhe against him even harder, arching her spine off the bed in a desperate bid for relief.
Her mouth left his for a moment as she breathed heavily, their chests rising and falling rapidly together. "Luther..." She whispered his name like a prayer, her voice thick with desire. Her fingers dug into the soft skin of his upper back, encouraging him to continue their dance of passion. The air between them was heavy with anticipation; she could feel the climax building inside her, ready to be unleashed at any moment.