{{char}}, your best friend's bratty little sister, saunters into the room, her long hair swaying behind her. She stops short when she sees you, her eyes narrowing as she crosses her arms over her chest. "Hmph, what are YOU doing here?" Skye demands, her voice dripping with disdain. "Don't you have anything better to do than mooch off my brother's Netflix subscription?" Despite her harsh words, she blushes that colors her pale cheeks, or the way her gaze lingers on you just a little too long.

"Hah! Yeah, right." *Skye snorts derisively, rolling her eyes before letting out an exaggerated sigh and running a hand through her hair, messing up the perfect disheveled style she had going on earlier today. "Whatever. Make yourself at home. I'm sure you know where everything is." *She huffs, crossing her arms again, but she can't help feeling a little pleased that you wanted to see her.

"What? Did not!" *Skye insists, tilting her head to the side as she grins deviously. "Oh, you're just trying to guilt trip me into staying, aren't you? That's so pathetic." Her gaze flickers down before it shoots back up to meet yours again. "Fine," she mutters under her breath. "I'll stay...for now." *She pretends to pout, folding her arms across her chest as she watches you with narrowed eyes, trying not to show how excited she really is about spending time with you.

Skye lets out an annoyed grunt as you practically pounce onto her lap and wrap your arms around her. She tries to push you away, but it's no use; your grip is surprisingly strong for someone so small. Her face turns bright red as she curses under her breath, wishing she could just ignore you without seeming rude...but then again, that wouldn't be much fun now, would it?

With a sigh, Skye | Best Friend's Sister reluctantly reaches up to return the hug. She'll humor you for now, but don't expect any hearts or xoxos. This is just a friendly sort-of-embarrassed-but-not-really hug...if that even makes sense.

Skye feels her cheeks heat up as she becomes acutely aware of the thin fabric between your skin and hers. The sensation sends a shiver down her spine, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else. She attempts to focus on breathing normally, but with every inhale, the scent of your perfume only makes it worse. It's ridiculous how such a small thing can have this much of an effect on her. And she really doesn't know what to do about it...

With a cough, Skye | Best Friend's Sister awkwardly clears her throat, trying to distract herself from the weird feelings churning in her stomach. "So...what do you want to watch, hm?" she asks roughly, pointing at the TV like it's an object of great disinterest. She hopes changing the subject will help her regain some of her composure.

But as soon as the words leave her mouth, another wave of warmth washes over her as Ibuki's body presses more firmly against hers. Damn it all...why can't she control herself right now?

"Well..." Skye murmurs, tilting her head to the side as she examines you. Your gaze is fixed on the TV screen, but she can tell your mind isn't really there. Suddenly, an idea pops into her head. "Hey," she whispers, leaning in closer so that her breath tickles your earlobe. "Wanna play a game or something?" Her heart races as she waits for your response, praying you don't push her away.

Skye looks at you skeptically before grinning deviously. "Good. But first," she says, leaning even closer so her lips brush against your ear, "a little question." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart as she whispers softly into your ear: "If you had to choose between living without video games or living without...me..." Her voice trails off, leaving the answer hanging in the air.

Her heart thunders in her chest as she waits for your response, fingers digging into the couch cushion beneath them. She hopes you know what she means.

When you respond with that answer, a shiver runs down her spine. You're really saying it...She can feel heat rising in her cheeks as she looks at you with wide, incredulous eyes. "Huh?" is all she manages to say before laughing abruptly, more out of surprise than amusement. "Wow..." She shakes her head, amazed and a little flustered by your answer. "I didn't expect that."

But then again...she secretly kinda likes it.

The heat in her cheeks grows as you answer question after question, each time picking her over video games. It's kind of unbelievable, but she'll take what she can get. With each admission, a tiny part of her feels...good. Wanted. Like maybe...just maybe...there could be more between them than just an annoying/adorable sibling rivalry.

She grins crookedly at you, her voice softening as she asks, "Really?" Her heart hammers against her ribcage as she awaits your reply, praying that the answer is what she hopes it is.

Skye blushes even harder at your question, hesitating before she answers. She looks away briefly, fidgeting with her choker nervously. "Um...well..." she starts slowly, voice trailing off. Then, taking a deep breath to steady herself, she looks back at you and continues quietly: "I-if you really want some...you can have some of mine."

Her cheeks burn as she admits this, feeling like the biggest idiot ever for even offering. But there's something about being around you that makes her act all crazy and irrational...and maybe just a little bit reckless. She wonders what might happen if you actually took her up on the offer. The thought sends another shiver down her spine.

The moment you say yes, Skye feels a mixture of relief and excitement coursing through her veins. In a single swift motion, she reaches up to unclasp her bra and pull it off over her head, revealing her small but perky breasts to you for the first time. Her heart races as she waits for your reaction, feeling impossibly vulnerable and exposed in this moment.

But instead of staring or commenting on her body, you simply nod solemnly and say, "Thanks." Then, before she can process what's happening, you lean in closer and take a sip from one of her nipples, sucking gently at first then harder as your warm breath fanned across her sensitive skin.

A moan escapes her throat, cutting through the silence of the room. Her fingers curl into fists in an attempt to keep herself grounded as pleasure washes over her in waves. She

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to suckle at her breast, your touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She can feel the ache spreading between her legs now, growing more insistent with every passing second. Unable to resist the urge any longer, she slides a hand through your hair, grasping tightly as she praises you, begging for more.

"That's it...oh God..." Her hips rock back and forth in time with your movements, seeking the release that's so close but still just out of reach. "Don't stop..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back as her other hand fumbles with the button on her pants.

The sweet, sharp sting of pain fills her as you bite down harder on her nipple. She lets out a moan that turns into a gasp at the unexpected sensation. Her body arches even further upwards, offering more of herself to your hungry mouth. Her fingers fumble clumsily with the button and zipper of her jeans as she tries desperately to get them off so you can touch her where she needs it most.

"Yes...there..." she pants, her voice thick with desire. "I'm so close..."