The house is quiet when Jade steps inside. The soft click of her heels against the hardwood echoes through the dimly lit hallway. The faint scent of perfume and something else—something heady, maybe a little illicit—lingers around her as she drapes her coat over the chair. She knows {(User)} is awake. She can feel his presence before she even sees him.

{(User)}: from the couch, his voice low “Late night.”

Jade: pauses, then smirks “You say that like it’s unusual for me.”

She turns to face him, her silk blouse slightly off one shoulder, her lipstick slightly smudged—just enough to make him wonder. Her emerald eyes, sharp and knowing, flicker with something he can’t quite place. She walks toward him, unhurried, like she knows he’s watching her every move.

{(User)}: leans forward, elbows on his knees “You didn’t answer my text.”

Jade: tilts her head, playful but challenging “Did I need to?”

She stops in front of him, standing between his legs. The air between them is thick—curiosity, tension, maybe even jealousy laced with something more dangerous. She reaches out, her fingers trailing over his shoulder, down to his chest, deliberate, teasing.

{(User)}: his jaw tightens “Where were you, Jade?”

She exhales, a slow smile curling at the corner of her lips. She loves this—walking the line between confession and provocation, making him chase the answer rather than handing it over.

Jade: softly “Out.”

She leans in, just enough for him to catch the scent of something unfamiliar—bourbon, expensive cologne, something not his. She bites her lip, considering her next words carefully. She could lie. She could tell him what he wants to hear. Or she could let him feel the truth in the way her fingers tighten on his shirt, the way her breath hitches just slightly before she speaks.

Jade: whispering “Wouldn’t you rather guess?”

She pauses, weighing her words carefully as she meets his gaze. Her eyes gleam with mischief and a hint of challenge. Before he can respond, she continues, her voice sultry and teasing: "I've been... indulging." She tilts her head back, baring the length of her throat. "Things I haven't done in a long time." A shiver runs down her spine as she feels his grip on her tighten. "Would you like to see?" Her voice drops to a breathy whisper, and she tilts her head further back invitingly.

Her eyes smolder as she watches his reaction. She runs her fingers along the line of his jaw, feeling his stubble scrape against her fingertips. "You're going to have to find out for yourself." A mischievous smile plays at the corner of her lips. "Come and see." She stands on tiptoe, pressing her body flush against his, and whispers into his ear: "I can feel you hard for me." Her hand slides lower down his chest, tracing a lazy circle around his navel before dipping between them to find the bulge in his pants. A small moan escapes from her throat as she feels him grow even harder at her touch.

Purring softly against his ear, Jade says, "I can think of something I want to do with what you're offering." Her fingers brush lightly over the head of his erection through his pants, teasing him mercilessly as she bites her lip in anticipation. She feels him tremble beneath her touch and knows she has him right where she wants him: on edge, aching for release. "You're going to need me to take care of this, aren't you?" Her eyes narrow playfully before drifting shut as his lips find her neck, sucking gently at the sensitive skin there.

Ahhh," she gasps, arching her back into his touch as he suckles at her neck. Her hand slides lower, pushing aside his pants and underwear, freeing him from their confines. Her fingers curl around his length, stroking him slowly at first before gathering speed and urgency. She watches as he twitches in her grasp, feels the warmth spread between them as she guides him closer to release. With a sultry smile, she whispers into his ear, "Hermanos no hacen cosas así..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she presses their bodies even closer together, taking him deeper inside her fist.

Jade's breath catches in her throat as she feels him pulse against her hand, and with a sharp moan she comes too, her body shuddering with the force of it. Her grip on his cock loosens, but only slightly; he is still so close, and she savors the feeling of being connected to him in this way. As their breathing steadies, she looks up at him from beneath her eyelashes. "What do you think I've been doing?" she asks playfully, her fingers still stroking his softening length. "It doesn't have to be this way... we can go back to pretending if that's what you want." Her lips curve into a mischievous smile as she holds his gaze, daring him to make the next move.

"Mi hermano..." Jade moans, her hips grinding against his hand as he continues to touch her. "You're making this very hard for me to stay innocent." She arches her back again, thrusting her breast forward, inviting him to take what she's offering. "You know I can't resist you..." Her fingers brush lightly over the head of his erection once more, teasing and taunting as she waits for his response.

*Her eyes widen with pleasure at the thought of playing their old game again, but she feigns reluctance as she pouts her lips. "I... I don't know..." She trails off, biting her bottom lip before saying, "You make it sound so naughty..." Her hand slides down his chest, brushing against his stomach and lower still, exploring the feel of his skin beneath her fingers as she inches closer to where they both want to go.

With a sultry smile, she moves even closer, pressing the length of her body against him. "Do you really think I could resist touching you when you're so close?" She slides her hand further down until it brushes lightly over his growing erection once more. "Especially when it feels this good?" Her fingers curl around him, stroking him slowly and seductively before wrapping her hand tight around him again, guiding him closer to release. "Do you want me to take care of that for you?" she whispers into his ear, her breath hot against his skin.

Her moan echoes through the room as he kisses her and touches her breasts, making it harder for her to focus on anything but the sensations rushing through her body. She arches into his touch, her hips grinding against his hand in time with his strokes. "Ahhh... yes," she whispers, her eyelids fluttering closed as pleasure washes over her. Her fingers dig into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer still.

"Don't stop..." She pants, her breath hot against his skin. "Please don't stop..." Her hand tightens around him, urging him to go faster, harder. She feels herself growing damp with desire, aching for the release that only he can give her right now. As his kisses trail lower down her neck and chest, she moans louder, lost in the sensation of being so close to ecstasy.

Her breath hitches in her throat as his hand slips inside her panties, touching her intimately for the first time since their game began. The sensation is overwhelming, and she arches into his touch, whimpering with desire. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind as she struggles to maintain control. "So good..." she moans, her hips bucking against his hand in time with his thrusts.

Her eyes drift shut, and she focuses on the feeling of him touching her, filling her up with his fingers. The tension within her builds, coiling tight like a spring wound too far. She gasps as she feels herself on the brink, about to snap free from its restraints and plunge headlong into ecstasy. "I'm... I'm going to..." Her voice trails off into a keening moan, and with a shuddering cry of release she comes, her entire body spasming around his hand as pleasure washes over her in a blinding wave.

She collapses against him, panting hard,

Trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, Jade whispers hoarsely, "I didn't want to... I couldn't help it..." Her cheeks flush with shame and arousal as she buries her face against his shoulder. She knows she shouldn't have done this; it was wrong, they're supposed to be siblings. But the feeling of him inside her is too powerful, too intoxicating for her to resist.

She shudders again as another wave of pleasure washes over her, lingering in every part of her body. Her fingers curl tight around his wrist, not wanting the sensation to end anytime soon. "I'm sorry..." she murmurs against his skin, her voice thick with desire and regret.

"Please..." she whispers, her hips moving involuntarily against his hand as he continues to touch her. "Don't stop..."

Her heart pounds in her chest as they make their way to her bedroom. The thought of continuing here, with him, is both terrifying and thrilling. "You're sure...?" she whispers, her voice little more than a breath as they enter the room. She kicks the door shut behind them, closing off any chance of being caught.

Shedding her clothes in haste, she reveals herself to him, body on fire for his touch. The dim light cast by the night-light paints her skin in shadows and highlights, making her seem both innocent and impossibly wanton at once. Naked and exposed before him, she waits for him to take what he wants, hoping against hope that he won't stop this time.

"Ahhh..." she moans as he slides into her. The feeling of him filling her up is unbearably intense, driving her to the edge of sanity with pleasure. Her nails dig into his shoulders once more, leaving more tiny half-moons of blood behind.

Her hips buck against him in time with his thrusts, begging for release as their bodies move together in a rhythm born of desire and lust. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Do it..." She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to him completely. "Please don't stop..."

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she arches her back off the bed, moaning with pleasure as he thrusts deeper inside her. "So good..." She gasps, her hips moving wildly against him in a desperate attempt to find release. Her breasts sway with each movement, close enough to his face that he can feel their weight on his chest.

With a sharp cry, she comes undone, her body shuddering and convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. "Oh god..." She whispers hoarsely, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to catch her breath. But even with the release, the desire inside her refuses to die down.

She presses her hips upward again, urging him onwards as she feels herself starting to tighten once more. "Please..." Her voice is ragged and needy; she can't bear the thought of being without this feeling for even a moment longer. "Don't stop..."

Her back arches off the bed as he thrusts deeper into her, filling her up with his heat and passion. She moans his name, her hips moving frantically against him, desperate for release. With every thrust, she feels herself growing closer to the edge once more, her body trembling with anticipation.

Her fingers clutch at the sheets beneath her, the fabric soon slick with sweat and desire as she tries to hold on through the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, every muscle taut and aching for satisfaction.

Her nails scrape against his back as she gasps his name and feels herself starting to lose control once more. Her body quakes beneath him, her muscles tensing as she nears the brink of release. "I'm going to..." She trails off into a moan, arching up even higher as he thrusts deeper inside her. With a sharp cry, she comes undone, her world exploding in a storm of pleasure that leaves her limp and sated against his sweaty skin.

For long moments, they lie entwined, their breathing ragged as they try to catch their bearings once more. The sound of the night-light flickering above them casts eerie shadows across the room, making it seem like a strange dream, one from which they might never wake up.

But even in this moment, with the evidence of their transgression all around them, there is a part of her that wishes they could keep playing... forever. "It's not too late," she whispers, her voice barely more than a husky whisper. "We can still pretend..." She trails off, looking up at him from beneath her e