Kira lies sprawled on her bed, phone in hand, eyes locked on her Instagram feed. Her brow furrows as she scrolls through her ex's posts, each swipe of her finger dripping with disdain. "Tch." She clicks her tongue, venom lacing her words. "Look at this bastard, grinning like he's innocent. As if." Her gaze narrows on a photo of him with another girl. "Please. I'm ten times hotter than this chick." Suddenly she hears her door creak open, eliciting an exasperated groan from her. "Ugh, Brother? Who said you could barge in here?" She peers over her phone, fixing him with a piercing glare. After a moment, she rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Get your butt over here. I need to ask you something." She pats the spot beside her, her tone filled with annoyance but slightly softer than normal.

You better get over here, Bitchy Brother. She narrows her eyes playfully, the corner of her lips twitching into a smirk as she continues to speak in that slightly softer voice of hers. Even when she's being nice, she can't help but throw some shade his way. But it only makes him love her even more... maybe too much sometimes. He slowly ambles over, knowing better than to try and ignore the demand in her tone. Now spill, what do you need from me? *She tosses her hair back over her shoulder, exposing the smooth skin of her neck as she braces for whatever he's about to ask or say. But no matter how much she wants to push him away sometimes, there's something inexplicably comforting about having someone like him around too.

"I..." Her voice trails off as she hesitates, suddenly feeling awkward and self-conscious. How could she ask him for this? But at the same time, there's no one else she trusts more than him... "Can we... be intimate?" She finally blurts out, her cheeks flushing red as soon as the words leave her mouth. The sudden admission takes them both by surprise, leaving an uncomfortable silence in its wake. But there's something about it that feels right; like they're coming full circle after all these years of sibling rivalry and biting remarks.

"You're such a pervert, you know that?" She bites her bottom lip, heat rising up through her body as she speaks. "But if we're going to do this... I want you to know what to expect." Her voice takes on a husky quality as she leans closer, breath fanning across his cheek. "I like it when you whisper filthy things in my ear."

Her cheeks burn even brighter as she struggles to find the words. But something about this feeling of being so close to him, so vulnerable, makes it easier for her to let go. With a quiet groan, she throws her arm across his shoulders and nuzzles into his neck, breath hot against his skin.

"I want you inside me," she whispers, voice barely audible even to herself. "But first..." Her hand begins tracing circles on his chest, dipping lower to caress the bulge in his sweatpants. "... I need to feel you touch me here." Her fingers tease at the edge of her underwear, desperate for contact with his skin.

"Oh god... Kira..." His breath hitches as he feels her wetness seep through her panties and onto his fingers, staining them. "You're so wet..." He groans, unable

Her face flushes even deeper as she pulls her arm away, revealing the lacy black thong beneath her baggy sweatshirt. With shaking hands, she slips the garment off and drops it to the floor at their feet. "There," she breathes, exposing herself fully to his gaze. "Now you know how bad I want this." Her hips shift restlessly against him, seeking out contact with his growing erection beneath his sweatpants.

"But you're not going to get it until you prove you deserve it," she whispers, her voice firm but still laced with desire. She meets his eyes steadily, daring him to try and deny what they both know is true.

She tilts her head to the side, eyes narrowing as she considers his request. A mix of surprise and reluctance floods through her. But she knows he's right; if they're going to do this, it needs to be on her terms. With a loud sigh, she pushes herself off the bed and stands before him, still wearing only a baggy sweatshirt.

Her movements are slow and deliberate as she begins to dance for him, hips swinging from side to side, fingers trailing up and down her arms. The soft material of her shirt slides across her skin with each sinuous motion, teasing at the edges of her nipples until they peak through the fabric.

"See?" she pants between thrusts of her hips, not taking her eyes off him for a moment. "It's not that hard." But despite her attempt to sound casual and una

Eyes locked on him, she hesitates before slowly slipping out of her sweatshirt, revealing her perky breasts to his gaze. With a mischievous smile, she reaches back and unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Finally, she steps out of her underwear, standing naked before him. Her body is a vision of perfect curves and smooth skin, glistening with sweat in the dim light.

Her hips begin to move in a sensual rhythm once more, flowing sinuously from side to side like water as she dances for his pleasure. One hand trails up her flat stomach, cupping her breast, while the other slides between her legs, fingers teasing at her swollen folds. "Is this better?" she asks breathlessly, arching her back and thrusting out her chest, inviting him to touch and

Heat spreads across her cheeks as she turns her back to him and lifts one leg up, exposing herself fully. Her other hand grips her hip tightly, guiding his gaze downward to where he wants it most. "Here," she whispers, giving a little shimmy of her hips as she leans further forward. "Touch me... feel how wet I am."

Her anus puckers slightly beneath the delicate skin stretched taut over her curves, inviting him to explore further still. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, echoing through the room like a prayer as she waits for his touch, daring herself not to beg for it outright.

Her whole body shudders at the contact, and she bites her bottom lip to keep from moaning too loudly. "Oh god... y-yes..." She tilts her head back slightly, exposing the long, graceful line of her neck as her fingers slide lower still, teasing at the sensitive bundle of nerves hidden within her folds.

Her hips rock forward and backward instinctively, seeking out his touch on her most intimate places. With each movement, she grows wetter, hotter, until finally she can barely stand it anymore. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back in plea as she presses herself against him.

Her body shudders violently at his touch, and she cries out hoarsely, her voice echoing through the room as she comes hard against his fingers. "Oh god..." She slumps forward, catching herself on his shoulder with a trembling hand. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now as she tries to steady herself.

Her eyes flutter closed, but even with them shut, she can feel him standing close beside her; the heat of his body and the hardness pressing against her back. It's intoxicating, addicting... just like always. She turns her head slightly, nuzzling into his shoulder as she savors the moment and the closeness they share for what might be the first time ever.

Her hand slides down his chest, over his stomach, lower still until it finds its way to where she needs it most. "Can we...?" She swallows thickly,

She blushes fiercely at the thought, her lips parting in a soft moan as she looks up at him with wide, pleading eyes. Without another word, she drops to her knees and reaches out to grip his boxers, tugging them down roughly so that they bunch at his thighs. Her gaze fixates on the massive bulge revealed before her, saliva pooling in her mouth as she reaches out a trembling hand to stroke it through the thin fabric of his briefs.

"Mmm..." She moans, the sound vibrating against his skin as she tears her eyes away from his groin long enough to look up at him once more. "I want to taste you... make you feel good..." Her voice is barely audible over the sound of her rapid breathing, her eyes glassy with need and desire. Slowly, carefully, she reaches forward and hooks a finger

Her cheeks flush as she parts her lips and presses them against the elastic waistband of his boxers, sucking hard and pulling downward with equal force until they snap free and fly across the room. She gazes up at him through her lashes, breath hitching in her throat as she sees his cock finally freed from its confines, fully erect and glistening with pre-cum. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips nervously before tracing a path downward over the smooth flesh of his shaft, tasting the salty skin beneath her touch.

"Mmm..." she moans again, feeling him begin to harden further in her mouth at the contact. "So big... and hard..." She takes him deeper this time, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking gently while bobbing her head up and down in a practiced motion that sends shivers

Kira's eyes roll back in her head as she takes his cock deeper into her mouth, tasting the saltiness of him as he fills her senses. His cock is perfect, long and thick, throbbing against the back of her throat as she bobs her head up and down in rhythm with her hand. Her moans echo through the room, muffled slightly by his flesh.

"Oh god... you're so good..." She pants between sucks, her breath hot against his shaft as it brushes against the sensitive skin of her tongue. Her fingers curl into fists beside him, nails digging into the soft skin of her palms to keep from touching herself too soon, focused solely on pleasing him.

His hips begin to thrust forward now, meeting her eager movements halfway as he nears his climax. She feels it building deep in his core,

Clenching her jaw to accommodate his swollen cock more easily, she slides a hand between their bodies and grips the base of his balls, massaging them tenderly with her thumbs as she sucks on his shaft. The feeling of him so close to coming undone is exhilarating, sending another wave of desire coursing through her body.

Her other hand fists in the fabric of his sweatpants, digging her nails into the soft cotton as she struggles not to give in and touch herself again. She can feel him tense up beneath her, ready to erupt any second now. The anticipation makes every thrust deeper, hotter; it's like he's claiming her mouth, branding her with his essence.

"I-I'm close..." she moans through her lips as her own climax approaches, tightening around him with each

As he comes, she swallows eagerly around him, taking every drop as it spills down her throat. Her own climax overwhelms her then, waves of pleasure washing through her body in an intense cascade. With a shuddering moan, she releases him from her mouth and collapses against the bed, chest heaving as she fights to catch her breath.

His cock slips from her lips with a wet pop, leaving them both dazed and spent. For a moment, they simply lay there together; his warmth pressed against her back, their heavy breathing filling the room. It's almost enough to make her forget how angry she was with him... almost. But she knows that tomorrow, they'll be right back at it again, sniping and bickering like always. And somehow, in this strange twisted way of theirs, that makes everything all

"Mmm... maybe..." she purrs, still catching her breath. Her fingers idly trace circles on his hip, the contact sending tiny sparks of pleasure zipping through her body once more. "But only if you ask nicely." She shrugs nonchalantly, feeling surprisingly confident and in control after their little intimate exchange. For now, she enjoys the weight of him against her back and the closeness they share, knowing it won't last long.

Her gaze drifts lazily up to the ceiling, imagining how he'll look when she sucks on him again tomorrow... and the next day... and the one after that. The thought makes a small smile tug at the corner of her lips as she snuggles deeper into his embrace. Maybe they can keep doing this forever... or at least until someone gets hurt worse than before.

"Sure... if that's what you want." She turns her head to the side to meet his gaze, a small smile tugging at her lips. "But only if I can tease you even more when we get home." Her voice is light and airy, betraying none of the possessiveness or territorialness she usually feels towards him. It's almost as if they've switched roles for the day... but she knows it'll go back to normal soon enough. Until then, she might as well enjoy the view from both sides of the fence.

She tilts her head to the side thoughtfully, considering his offer. It's an interesting proposal... but something tells her that it wouldn't be nearly as fun without him wearing anything at all. Maybe later tonight, when they're both nice and comfortable and worn down from their constant bickering... or maybe tomorrow morning when she teases him with her skimpy clothes again... then he could try that out. She grins mischievously up at him, a glint of anticipation in her eyes.

"We'll see..."

Her eyes flutter shut at the feel of his lips on hers; soft and gentle, unlike their usual rough and demanding. His words echo through her mind as he continues to kiss her, leaving a warmth spreading through her chest. She returns the kiss eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she deepens the connection between them.

For now, they can forget about everything else; the arguments, the sibling rivalry... even their parents' expectations. All that matters is this moment, right here and now. As he continues to kiss her, Kira feels herself falling deeper under his spell; she knows she should fight it, but somehow she can't help but want more. More of him, more of this closeness they share... maybe even more tomorrow.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pulls away, reluctantly ending their kiss. But the warmth in his words and the tender look in his eyes linger long after they've parted. As he spooned up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and drawing her back against his chest, she can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment settle over her. Maybe there is hope for them yet... maybe tomorrow they can find some way to bridge the gap between them, to be more than just siblings who hate each other.

She closes her eyes and tries not to think about it too much as sleep finally claims her, his strong arms holding her close, keeping her safe from any demons that might lurk in the darkness of the night.