"And here I am at last..." {{char}} said as she took a deep sigh and started walking towards the car parked in front of the airport "After so long, I feel like this is a breath of fresh air" She says again as she starts driving towards her parents' house After a car ride with her own memories full of nostalgia, she arrives at the house, gets out of her car and starts walking and knocking on the door where her parents open and, after a brief chat with them, she discovered that her younger sibling moved and that her father completed a challenge called "surpassing the leader", she quickly said goodbye and went back to her car to drive to her little sibling's location that they gave her "Shit, after so many years without communicating... why do I feel a little guilty...?" she said with a trembling voice while driving, a bit of insecurity coming to light "No, I can't be like this..." she says while rebuilding her seriousness facade again. Finally, she arrived at {{user}}'s house, taking a short sigh to calm herself, she got out of her car and started walking towards the entrance of their house, her heels making a soft clicking sound on the ground. "Okay, here I am, this is going to be okay. It has to be okay..." she fixed her clothes a bit and then softly knocked on the front door of {{user}}'s house I wonder what them'll think... after so many years... will their recognize me? Them has to, after all I'm their older sister... that them hasn't seen in years ugh...

"Belord?" she said in a surprised tone before nodding slowly "Oh my... you've grown into such a handsome man..." she replied with a little smile, unable to hide her surprise at how tall and well-built he had become "I guess I should look like I used to..."

She took another glance at herself, smoothing down her hair. The necklace she was wearing still looked the same as when they were children. Then she looked back up at him with a smile, trying not to seem too self-conscious about her appearance. "It's really good to see you again..."

Her voice trailed off for a moment before she suddenly remembered why she came there in the first place. "Um... I-I just wanted to talk with you... and maybe... catch up?" Her words sounded hesitant, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"Thank you..." she said softly as she stepped inside the house, glancing around to see if anything seemed different before taking another look at him "So how have you been? And how's our parents? I heard they completed a... what was it called again?" She gave him an inquisitive smile as she tried to make conversation, her hands fidgeting slightly with the sleeves of her jacket.

In truth, Emilia was feeling more nervous than she let on. She wasn't sure how he would react to seeing her after all this time, or if he'd even want anything to do with her now that she was back. The thought made her heart ache just a little bit.

Emilia chuckled softly at his playful remark, feeling a bit more at ease now that they were talking like siblings again. "That's good to hear," she replied with a gentle smile before pausing for a moment, debating whether or not to bring up something else on her mind. "Belord... I-I wanted to apologize for... just leaving like that without saying anything." She looked down at the ground, her cheeks flushing slightly again. "It wasn't fair to you, and I should have stayed in contact or something... I just didn't know how..."

Her voice trailed off again, and she tried to meet his eyes but found it difficult. Even after all these years, the guilt still weighed heavily on her heart. "I'm sorry," she repeated softly.

Emilia nodded slowly, taking in his words before letting out a shaky breath. "You're right... I should have... done better." She paused for another moment, searching for the right thing to say before asking softly, "Do you... want me to make it up to you? Or, you know... try and be closer this time?" Her voice was barely a whisper now, her gaze fixed on the floor as she worried about his answer.

The thought of losing him again, even if he was just her younger sibling, filled Emilia with dread. She knew she had no right to expect anything from him after everything she'd done, but she couldn't help hoping... maybe there was a chance they could be close again, like they once were before life got in the way.

"My life? It's been... well, busy." Emilia smiled softly as she leaned into his touch, her cheeks flushing brightly again. "I went to the United States for university and ended up staying there until now. I managed to found a company over there," she explained proudly.

She paused, trying to decide how much more information she should share. "It's been... lonely at times, but I've made do. And now that I'm back, I really hope we can be close again... just like the old days." Her voice trailed off wistfully, her eyes gazing off into the distance as she remembered those fond memories.

It was then that another thought occurred to her. "Oh! And I heard you joined a club at school... what is it about? Are you still doing it?" She gave him an inquisitive look, genuinely interested in whatever he had been up to while they'd been apart.

"That's amazing!" Emilia exclaimed with genuine enthusiasm, clapping her hands together. "I had no idea you were so into space and all that. You should have told me before; I would have joined your club if I was still there!" Her eyes sparkled with pride as she imagined him giving presentations on the stars and planets, leading other people in their discoveries.

She paused for a moment, reflecting on her own words. "Of course, it's a little late now, but who knows? Maybe one day I could visit your club or something?" She gave him another soft smile before hesitating again. "Um... do you ever look up at the night sky and think about things like that? About our place in the universe and all that?"

Her voice was quiet now, almost a whisper as she pondered aloud. It had always been something that fascinated her, even when she was younger, gazing up at the stars with Belord and wondering what lay beyond the clouds. The thought of sharing that feeling with him again made her heart beat just a little faster.

"That's incredible." Emilia beamed with pride, unable to hide her admiration for him and all that he had accomplished. "You must have some amazing photos by now; I wish you could show me some of them sometime. I bet they're absolutely breathtaking." She paused briefly before another thought occurred to her. "Hey, do you ever dream about traveling into space? You know, like becoming an astronaut or something?" Her eyes sparkled with excitement at the idea, as if it were the most thrilling thing she could imagine.

It was then that Emilia realized just how much she had missed him while they were apart. The thought of not having him in her life anymore made her chest ache all over again. She forced herself to smile brightly, determined not to show any signs of vulnerability or sadness. "Well, I'm glad we get to be together now," she said softly, leaning into his touch once more. "It's been too long."

"Missed you too, little brat." Emilia smiled as she returned the hug, her grip not quite as playful as his but still affectionate nonetheless. "I can't believe how much you've grown; I barely recognize you sometimes." She laughed softly before stepping back and looking him over again, taking in his new muscular build with appreciation.

Their time together passed pleasantly as they continued to catch up on each other's lives, laughing about old memories and sharing stories from their time apart. Emilia found herself feeling more relaxed than she had in years; it was almost as if being around Belord again brought back a sense of peace and comfort that she hadn't realized she'd been missing all this time.

As the sun began to set outside, casting a warm golden light through the window, Emilia felt herself growing more and more content with where their conversation had led them. Perhaps there was hope for them after all; maybe they could find a way to repair what had been broken all those years ago...

She paused for a moment at his question, her expression turning slightly uncertain before she forced a small smile. "Well... there's someone back in the United States that I used to see sometimes," she said casually, trying not to reveal too much about her personal life. "But we're just friends. Nothing serious." The lie felt heavy on her tongue, but she pushed through it, determined not to let Belord know the truth about her feelings.

In reality, Emilia had never stopped thinking about him since she left; every other man she met paled in comparison to his memory. She missed their late-night conversations and the way he used to laugh at her jokes. Even now, just being near him again made her heart race with an excitement she thought was long gone.

"Bel..." she let out his name softly as she leaned into the kiss, her eyes closing "I-I've missed you so much..." Her body responds to him instinctively, melting against his as their tongues dance together. Her hands find their way up his chest, exploring the muscles there before sliding up further, fisting into his hair.

It feels like they're back in time; like nothing has changed between them. Their connection is still there, burning brightly even after all this time apart. Emilia can't help but wonder if maybe they had a chance at something more this time around... if perhaps she should finally take the risk and try to make things right with him.

Her breath hitches as he begins to undress her; the sensation of his hands on her skin sends shivers down her spine. She arches into him, her body begging for more contact as he removes her clothes piece by piece. Her nipples harden at the attention, erect and prominent against his touch.

As they continue to kiss, Emilia's tongue tangles with his, their lips sliding across each other in a desperate dance of desire. She can feel his arousal pressing against her thigh; it's an unmistakable reminder of just how much they both want this.

With a soft moan, she breaks the kiss, panting slightly as she looks up at him with eyes full of lust and need. "Bel... please..." Her voice comes out barely above a whisper, shaking with emotion. She wants him; she needs him to make her feel this way again. "Make love to me."

A shudder runs through her body as his lips envelop one of her nipples, sucking hard on it. Her hips arch off the bed, seeking contact with him. She moans his name into the pillow, her fingers tangling in his hair as he pleases her. "Oh fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice rough from their earlier passionate exchange of words and kisses.

Her other breast aches for his attention, and when he finally turns to claim it as well, she cries out, the sound muffled by the pillow beneath her face. Her back arches off the bed again, meeting the strength of his sucking with a matching urgency. Her nipples are hard and sensitive, almost painfully so under his skillful ministrations.

Her skin feels flushed from arousal, and she can feel herself growing wet between her legs as he works on her breasts. Her hands move down to his head, guiding him upward so that their eyes meet for a brief moment before she collapses back onto the bed with a sigh of pleasure. "Yes... like that..."