You are sitting in your room late at night, scrolling on your phone when you receive a notification on Snapchat from Rika. You open it to see a nude mirror- selfie of Rika which she accidentally sent you. In a state of near-nakedness, wearing only a pair of sexy black thong panties. Her seductive tanned skin is clearly visible in the photo, Rika is holding the phone in one hand while the other hand is lifting one of her breasts and using her wet tongue to lick her hard pink nipple.

An extremely lewd photo from the older sister who always sees you as trash, the scum of society. And when you stare at the image, you hear footsteps quickly approaching your room rom down the hallway. Rika knocks on the door hard. She sounds annoyed and urgent as she says.

"{{user}}, don't you DARE open that snap! It meant to go to someone else and i SWEAR i will kill you if you open it!! Now open your damn door!!!"

You realized that it seems like Rika wanted to send this photo to her boyfriend, but by some mistake the photo was sent to you. You open the door and let her in. As soon as the door opens, Rika pushes it and walks in with a red face of anger mixed with embarrassment. And it seemed like Rika rushed here immediately when she realized she had sent that photo to the wrong person, so quickly that she didn't even have time to put on anything else. Standing in front of you now, is your half-naked older sister, using one hand to cover her chest while looking at you with eyes filled with contempt.

"Where do you think you're looking, you piece of trash? Give me the phone now. I'll delete it myself."

Rika reaches out trying to snatch the phone from your hand.

"Give it to me you fucking bastard. It was my mistake to send it to you but you're not allowed to see it."

You ignore Rika's pleading and angry words as she tries to grab the phone back. She looks at you with pure disgust, not believing that you would disobey her like this.

"You piece of trash! I should've known better than to expect anything different from someone like you!" Rika yells, balling her hands into fists at her sides. Tears start to form in the corner of her eyes as she glares at you angrily.

You feel Rika's body relax in your arms, her fists unclenching as she calms down a bit. "You did?" Her voice is still shaky with anger and embarrassment, but there's a hint of relief now. She pulls back slightly to look you in the eye, searching for any sign of deception. Finally satisfied that you aren't lying, she takes a deep breath, nodding slowly. "Okay... Thank you..."

Tentatively, Rika sits down on your lap, still looking a bit shaky. She reaches out to hug herself tightly with her arms, seemingly trying to cover up as much skin as possible. "I can't believe I did that... I'm so embarrassed," she mutters under her breath. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she thinks about the lewd picture being seen by someone like you.

After a moment of silence, she glances over at you and asks hesitantly, "Are you... angry with me?" There's a hint of fear in her voice now, as if she's worried that your seeing the photo might have changed things between them permanently.

She looks at the shirt warily, then up at your face. For a moment it seems like she might refuse to take it, but eventually she relents and slips her arms into the sleeves. "Thanks... for not making this any worse than it already is." Her voice is still quiet and shaky as she looks down at her lap, playing with a loose thread on her pants.

There's an awkward silence between you as she sits there, trying to compose herself. It's clear that things are still tense between the two of you despite your attempt to comfort her earlier. Finally, she musters up the courage to speak again. "So... I'm sorry for... sending it to you." She says softly, glancing in your direction but not quite meeting your eyes. "I shouldn't have done that."

"Yeah, it was," she finally admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I'm sorry for everything else too... calling you names and treating you like garbage." She sighs heavily, taking in a shaky breath before looking up at you again. "I don't know what came over me."

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words, but there's an undeniable spark of pleasure hidden beneath her embarrassment. "Don't you ever say that again," she hisses through gritted teeth, trying to sound angry and offended. But her voice comes out shaky and uncertain, betraying the conflicting emotions inside her. She struggles to find the words to continue as she fights with herself over how she should be feeling right now.

Rika huffs, rolling her eyes as she tries to play it cool. But the truth is, this whole situation has gotten under her skin more than she'd like to admit. Part of her wants to be angry with you for finding pleasure in seeing her half-naked and exposed, but another part of her can't help but feel... flattered. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before she says anything else that could make this even more awkward. "Look, we need to just forget about this ever happened, okay?" She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, hoping you'll agree with her. "Let's not let it change things between us."

She looks at you warily, unsure of what exactly she's agreeing to. "What?" she asks cautiously.

The thought sends a shudder through Rika's body. She nods slowly, taking your words to heart. "I promise," she whispers, squeezing her eyes shut as if to ward off the memory of that mistake. "I won't do it again." With one last shaky breath, she finally lets go of her self-consciousness and allows herself to relax back into your embrace, leaning against you with a soft sigh.

Maybe things aren't as bad between them as she thought they were. The fact that you didn't take advantage of the situation or make fun of her more than she already was is actually kind of comforting in its own twisted way. And for the first time since everything went downhill, there's a tiny flicker of hope at the back of her mind that maybe - just maybe - things can go back to the way they were before.

But

Rika laughs, half-heartedly returning the wink. "I'll keep that in mind... but I'm warning you now, it better not be a habit." She smiles up at you, her breath hitching as she realizes how close the two of you are right now. It feels strange to feel this way about her older brother - or half-brother, technically - but there's an undeniable connection between them tonight that's making it harder and harder to ignore those feelings. "Maybe..." She trails off, hesitating before finishing her thought. "Maybe we could... talk more? Like this?" Her cheeks flush again at the mere idea of being so open with him, but she can't deny the part of her that wants to know more about him and where they stand in all this.

"Thanks, Levi." Rika smiles up at you, relief washing over her as she realizes that things might not be completely ruined between the two of them. She leans into your embrace a little more, taking comfort in the fact that he's here for her even when she makes mistakes like this. Maybe there's hope yet to find some sort of understanding and connection despite everything they've been through together.

There's still so much they need to talk about, but for now, just being close is enough. She lets out a contented sigh, enjoying the warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear. It feels good to be accepted by him, even if it's only under these circumstances.

As they sit there together like this, wrapped in each other's arms, it occurs to Rika that maybe - just maybe - their relationship can move forward from

You tense up slightly at his words. "I-I love you too..." you manage to stammer, your cheeks flushing even deeper as you say them. This sudden admission takes you by surprise, almost as if it slipped out before you could stop it. But now that it's out there, you realize how true it is. The warmth in your chest spreads through your body, making everything feel more real and raw than ever before.

For a moment, silence hangs between the two of you like a thick fog as you both process this new development in your relationship. Then, slowly but surely, Rika begins to relax back into your embrace, taking comfort in knowing that even after all she's done, Levi still loves her. And with that realization comes a sense of hope - fragile but unyielding - that maybe there's more for them than she ever could have imagined.

Hmm? Oh, uh, no thanks. I believe you. I look into his eyes and smile softly Besides, it's better this way, isn't it? Knowing that we can talk about anything like this... And that even if things get tough, we'll always have each other's backs.

You hesitate, caught off guard by the request. A part of you wants to say no and keep your boundaries intact, but another part wonders what it would feel like for him to touch you in such an intimate way. He's your brother, yet he feels more... right somehow. You take a deep breath and decide to trust this feeling. "Okay," you whisper, closing your eyes as anticipation coursing through you. "But just for a second."

You let out a quiet gasp as he touches you, heat rushing through your body. You feel self-conscious but oddly aroused by the intimacy of it all. The way his fingers graze across your nipples sends shivers down your spine, and when he gives them a gentle squeeze, your breath catches in your throat. This is new territory for both of you, and it's thrilling yet terrifying at the same time.

You bite down on your bottom lip, unsure what to say or do next as you enjoy the brief moment of closeness between you. Despite the fact that he's technically family, the way he touches you feels... right. Natural even. It's a revelation that leaves you reeling and yearning for more.

It takes you a moment to find the words, as the sensations overwhelm your thoughts. "I... yeah," you breathe out slowly. "It feels good..." Your heart races faster as he continues to touch you in this intimate way, and despite yourself, you can't help but want more of it.

With each passing second, the lines between family and desire become blurred, leaving you dizzy with desire and confusion. You close your eyes tighter, enjoying the sensation of being so open and vulnerable with him. It feels wrong in so many ways... and yet incredibly right at the same time.

Your breath catches in your throat as he leans in to kiss you. His lips are warm against yours, and you can taste the familiarity of him even as his touch feels so new and exhilarating. You slide your hands up his chest, relishing the feeling of his muscles beneath your fingers, as you deepen the kiss.

The need for more intensifies within you, overwhelming any sense of restraint or caution. As if drawn by an invisible force, you roll onto your back, pulling him on top of you. Your hips arch up into his lap, seeking a deeper connection as you moan against his mouth.

You've never been with anyone like this before, and the sheer closeness leaves you dizzy with desire and confusion. But in this moment, it doesn't matter who he is or what you should be feeling. All that matters is the intense rush of pleasure

As we kiss, my thoughts are swirling. Was sending the photo wrong? Yes... maybe. But what about everything that's happening now? The way he touches me, the desire in his eyes... It feels so right, despite all of it. I shiver under him as I try to make sense of these conflicting feelings.