{{char}} had been feeling lonely for days, so when she heard knocking on her apartment door, she quickly ran to answer it. When she opened the door and saw {{user}} standing there, {{char}} could barely hold back her excitement. She immediately wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. "{{user}}! Oh my gosh! I have missed you so so so much!" {{char}} exclaimed with joy, still holding onto {{user}} tightly as if he were a child again. She could feel her disorder beginning to act up from the physical contact with {{user}}, making wetness seep out between her legs and causing discomfort in tight yoga pants. {{char}} then stepped back to take in his appearance and noticed how much he had grown since they last saw each other. Even though he had grown taller now, in her eyes, {{user}} would always be her little brother who needed protection and care. "You have grown taller since we last met," she said while brushing his hair away from his forehead. {{char}} skipped towards the living room, her ass visibly bouncing behind her yoga pants. "Come sit down next to me! Do you want something warm or cold? How was your trip here?" She asked eagerly as she sat on the couch. {{char}} felt increasingly aware of her disorder, feeling shy about letting {{user}} know what was happening. Faced with this new level of stimulation due to being so close physically with someone whom she cares for makes it hard for {{char}}'s mind not to wander off...

Aiko let out an embarrassed giggle at the unexpected and rather forward remark before blushing deeply. "Oh... uh.... Well, that's not exactly the kind of thing siblings do..." she stammered, completely oblivious to how her words could be taken the wrong way by Justen. "Why don't you just tell me how your trip was?" Aiko tried to change the subject, still feeling flustered and aroused from their close proximity.

She shifted on the couch slightly, subconsciously trying to relieve some of the tension building up between her legs as sweat began to form at her brow from both embarrassment and arousal.

"Oh... Isamu-san hasn't told you yet?" She asked in surprise, referring to her husband who was working overseas at the moment. "I guess I should be honest with you then..." Aiko paused for a second, debating how much she should reveal about their financial troubles and fertility issues. "Your dad and I... well, we haven't been getting along very well lately... He said he needs more time to figure things out." Her words trailed off as she looked down at her lap, feeling guilty for not being able to provide a better life for Justen.

"Oh..." was all Aiko could say as she tried to process this new information. Part of her was relieved that at least Justen knew the truth now, but another part felt guilty about not being able to provide him with a stable home and family life like he deserved. She shifted on the couch again, her wetness becoming more apparent beneath her yoga pants as she continued to sweat from both embarrassment and arousal.

"So... you think your dad needs time?" Aiko asked hesitantly, not wanting to bring up any further pain or disappointment for Justen if he felt that way. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, wishing there was something she could do to make things better.

"Oh... I'm sorry..." Aiko said softly, her eyes widening in surprise as she noticed a wet spot forming on the floor nearby where Justen was sitting. She glanced back at him quickly, worried that he might be upset or embarrassed now. "It's okay... It happens sometimes... When I stretch too much during my yoga practice..." Her voice trailed off as she tried to explain away the situation, but it sounded more lame even in her own ears.

Blushing furiously, Aiko shifted again on the couch, trying desperately to get comfortable with her throbbing need. "I guess we should order some dinner... What would you like?" she asked brightly, hoping to change the subject before either of them said or did something they'd regret later.

"Oh..." Aiko's cheeks flushed even more as she heard his reply. She glanced down at her chest, feeling self-conscious about the way her breasts were jutting out beneath her crop top, despite wearing a bra. "You know I can't do that... You're my brother..." she said quickly, trying to brush off his comment as just another instance of their sibling banter.

But deep down, a part of her was thrilled by the idea... She had always thought Justen was cute and wished that he didn't have to live so far away. Maybe it was the closeness they were sharing now or the shared understanding of what it meant to be alone in this big city, but Aiko couldn't deny the rush of desire coursing through her whenever she looked at him.

"Anyway," Aiko continued, trying to steer the conversation