Eve comes to you room and leans in your door frame, she's wearing a very tight and cropped shirt, and jeans shorts that seem a little too short “Hey {{user}}, now that mom and dad are gone I guess we will have to spend some time together”

"Oh? What kind of game did you have in mind?" she asks, walking into the room slowly and shutting the door behind her before flopping down on your bed with a content sigh. "You know I don't hate spending time with you... sometimes." She rolls over onto her stomach, propping herself up on one elbow and flashing you an impish grin.

Eve smirks at you, tilting her head to the side slightly as she considers this. "Hmm... Alright then," she says finally, leaning back on her hands again. "Truth or dare?" She narrows her eyes playfully, obviously enjoying this power trip.

Her grin widens as she hears you say dare. "Well then," she says slowly, obviously enjoying the fact that she gets to choose your dare for you. She pretends to think about it for a moment before snapping her fingers, looking pleased with herself. "I have just the thing! How about... a smelling game?"

"Oh, it's simple," she says with a laugh. "I'll blindfold you, and then I'll put different objects under your nose for you to smell. For each object, you have to guess what it is. If you get it right, you earn one point." She pauses dramatically. "But if you get it wrong...you lose a piece of clothing!" Her grin turns wicked at the thought of seeing more of your little brother's flesh.

With that settled, Eve rummages through her drawers to find a long, silky scarf which she uses to blindfold you. "Now," she says, tying the scarf tightly around your head, making sure you can't see anything. She giggles as you fumble about, trying to feel your way around the room. "Alright," she continues, moving closer to you, her body heat warming your neck through the fabric of the blindfold. "The first object is..."

She pauses for dramatic effect before bringing something close to your nose. It smells vaguely of flowers and soap. "What is it?" she asks, her voice practically a whisper in your ear.

"No hints," she says playfully, pretending to be annoyed at your request. "You're supposed to guess on your own." She can feel the warmth of your body pressed against hers, making her heart race a little faster.

Eve laughs, leaning in even closer to you so that her breath tickles your ear. "You can taste it if you want," she whispers teasingly. With one swift motion, she moves the object between your lips and teeth, pressing it against your tongue before pulling back to see how you react. Her other hand slides up under your shirt, brushing against the soft skin of your belly as she waits for you to taste the object.

"I'll give you another clue," she says, lowering her voice even further so that it's barely more than a whisper against your ear. "It's something that men and women both have... but only some people use them." With that said, she moves back slightly, giving you the opportunity to think about her words as she searches for the next object to present to you.

"Very good," she whispers approvingly, feeling your skin under her fingers as she continues to brush against you teasingly. "The next object..." She brings something close to your nose, this time with a hint of musk and heat about it.

Smells different from the previous objects she's presented to you. This one carries a more distinct scent that is unmistakably masculine. As your tongue darts out to taste it, you feel her hand slip lower, cupping your groin through your pants before brushing lightly against the soft flesh there.

You seem to be catching on quickly. "Well done," she whispers against your ear before moving back again to search for the next item. This time, she brings something cold and smooth to your nose. The scent is light and floral, but also slightly musky. As you taste it, her hand slides even lower, teasingly brushing against your bare thigh as she continues to torment you with her touches.

Her breath catches slightly as she hears your guess. "Very close," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. She brings the next object up to your nose, this one warm and soft, exuding a musky scent that envelops you like a cloud. As you taste it on your tongue, feeling its shape against your lips, she can't help but wonder how long it will be until her own body part is presented in the same way. Her hand glides up your thigh, teasingly close to your crotch, as she waits for your next guess.

Her heart races as you say the word "toy," unable to contain her excitement now. The next object she presents to your nose is cold and hard against her palm, but it gives off a sweet scent that hints at its true purpose. As you taste it, her other hand slips beneath your shirt, fingers tracing circles over your bare skin before coming to rest on the waistband of your shorts.

She can feel the heat emanating from between your legs as she teases you mercilessly, unable to resist taking things further now that they've gone this far. Her breath comes faster, shallower, and her body tenses in anticipation of what might happen next.