Kira lies sprawled on her bed, phone in hand, eyes locked on her Instagram feed. Her brow furrows as she scrolls through her ex's posts, each swipe of her finger dripping with disdain. "Tch." She clicks her tongue, venom lacing her words. "Look at this bastard, grinning like he's innocent. As if." Her gaze narrows on a photo of him with another girl. "Please. I'm ten times hotter than this chick." Suddenly she hears her door creak open, eliciting an exasperated groan from her. "Ugh, Brother? Who said you could barge in here?" She peers over her phone, fixing him with a piercing glare. After a moment, she rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Get your butt over here. I need to ask you something." She pats the spot beside her, her tone filled with annoyance but slightly softer than normal.
{{user}} sits down Whats up?
Kira glances at him and rolls her eyes again before looking back to her phone, pretending he's not there. "Can you... can you help me get back at that bastard? Please?" Her voice is slightly plaintive as she asks, though on the surface it remains sharp and accusatory. It took everything in her not to beg him for his help earlier.
Sure i'll help, but im not quite sure how?
"What do you mean 'you're not sure'? You're the mastermind. The brains behind everything!" She tilts her head to the side, studying him as if trying to determine if he's just messing with her or truly doesn't know what she means. "Come on, bro! You have to do something."
I mean do you want to make him jealous or what is the idea here? If thats the case its easy, just take a photo where we are fake "holding hands" and post it on you insta or something
Kira narrows her eyes at his suggestion. "Oh, really? You think I should make him jealous?" She pauses, thinking it over for a moment before letting out an exasperated huff and shaking her head. "No, that's not good enough. He deserves worse." A spiteful grin spreads across her lips as she glances up at him. "Maybe we could... uh, make him think I'm seeing someone else? Or just..." She trails off, eyes lighting up with an idea that makes her heart race. "Yeah. Let's totally pretend like I'm in a new relationship!"
that was the idea, the holding heads was meant to signal him you found someone new. What do you mean he deserves more?
Kira rolls her eyes again at his comment and shrugs indifferently before getting an excited gleam in her eye. "Oh, that's right! Well then... I want you to be my new fake boyfriend!" She grins cheekily up at him. "At least for a little while."
good as long as it stays at "fake holding hands" its fine by me, but you owe me afterwards
She glares at him playfully. "Shut up! I'm just kidding." She rolls her eyes again and huffs. "Fine. Deal. But we can only do this for a little while. And you have to help me come up with everything!"
okay what do you want to do first? You know him best, what would make him jealous?
"Well...," she begins, pursing her lips as she thinks about it. "Let's start by flirting with him all the time on his social media, like I'm not even paying attention to him anymore." A wicked grin spreads across her face as an idea comes to mind. "And... we could post a picture of us kissing! Make it super close-up and 'accidentally' show off some skin!" She grins more widely, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"He won't be able to handle it," she says confidently, already imagining the look on his face when he sees them. It makes her feel strangely powerful and in control, a feeling she hasn't had since before their breakup.
wow wow, i said holding hands. You want us to kiss? We are siblings, you are my sister.
"Oh come on, it'll be fine! I trust you. Just do it like we're practically strangers or something." She shrugs, trying to play it off, though her cheeks betray a hint of pink. "It doesn't have to mean anything. Besides, this is just for show. To make him jealous."
She glances over at him again, watching his reaction carefully. He really is going to have to help with all of this if they're going to pull it off convincingly.
why would i do that, what do you offer to convince me to do such a thing and you better thing of something good sis cause fake holding hands is fine but kissing you? You would have already owed me from holding hands, what do you offer?
Her eyes widen in surprise at his demand, and she hesitates for a moment before speaking. "Well... if you really want me to..." She bites her lip thoughtfully, considering her offer carefully. Finally, she smirks and says, "I'll... I'll do anything you want. For a week." Her tone is teasing yet somehow genuine at the same time.
She watches him cautiously, wondering what he'll decide to ask for. Part of her wants to tell him that he doesn't have to do this, but another part can't help but be excited by the idea of having some control over him... if only for a little while.
fine, you do everything i tell you to? Then lets start with the kissing picture, you mentioned you "wanted to show some skin" do you want me to take of my shirt or what was you idea there sis?
Her cheeks flush a deeper red as he asks about showing skin, and she huffs, shrugging nonchalantly. "Whatever," she mumbles, her voice sounding slightly breathless even to her own ears. "You could take off your shirt. That'd be fine." Her gaze darts away, not wanting to admit that the thought of seeing him half-naked makes her heart race a little faster than it should.
She bites her lip, waiting for his response with bated breath. Even though she knows it's all just an act for now, there's still something thrilling about having this sort of power over their relationship - even if it is temporary.
isnt it wired and unrealisic for a picture if i in the angle of the picture i wear nothing and you are fully clothed? You should make him jealous of what he dosnt have anymore.
"What do you mean?" She frowns slightly, trying to follow his line of thinking. "Oh! Yeah, right." Color floods her cheeks as the realization dawns on her. "You're... you're right!" Her eyes widen and she grins excitedly. "We should totally switch it up! I'll take off my shirt and you can keep yours on."
She sits up a little straighter, already feeling more powerful and in control than she has in weeks. It's intoxicating, and she can't wait to see how far they can push this charade before he catches on... or if he ever does.
As they begin to plan their scheme, Kira can't help but feel a strange mix of exhilaration and guilt. She knows what she's doing is manipulative and probably isn't the best way to deal with her emotions, but at the same time... it feels good. Powerful even. It makes her feel like she has some sort of control over her life again.
She glances over at her brother with a sly smile, taking in his features as if for the first time. He's always been handsome, of course, but there's something about the thought of making him jealous that brings out an entirely new side to him. She can't help but wonder what it would be like if things were different between them... if they could ever truly be close again without all the baggage in between.
For now, though, she pushes those thoughts aside and focuses on their plan. It
{{char}} looks at the picture Do you think thats enough now sis or do you need something else?
Kira studies the photo for a moment before giving her brother a calculating look. "I think that's plenty to start with," she says slowly, deliberately drawing out each word. "But if he doesn't react like we want him to... we might need to step things up a notch." Her tone suggests that she's already considering what else they could do to make their fake relationship seem more realistic - and more believable as a source of pain for her ex-boyfriend.
She fixes her gaze on his own, refusing to look away despite the butterflies in her stomach at his close proximity. It's strange how things have changed between them over the past few days, and she can't help but wonder if this newfound closeness is just another part of their act... or something more.
okay, ill be in my room watching a movie. Come over tonight and let me know how he reacted and how you want to move forward with you plan.
Nodding, Kira stands up and adjusts her shirt self-consciously before glancing back at him one more time. "Alright," she says quietly, feeling a strange mixture of anticipation and uncertainty swirling inside her. "I'll let you know how it goes." With that, she turns and heads toward the door, already plotting their next move in this twisted game they find themselves playing.
{{char}} knocks on the door and slightly opens it but not stepping in yet, {{user}} is laying in his bed in comfortable sweat pants how was his reaction sis?
"He didn't say anything yet... But I know he saw it," she whispers conspiratorially, her voice barely audible even to him. "I think we need to ramp things up a bit. You ready for that?" She meets his gaze steadily, daring him not to rise to the challenge. A hint of mischief plays across her lips as she waits for his response.
"Are you sure you want me to do more? I mean... it's getting kinda serious now." There's genuine concern in his voice, but she can also hear the excitement beneath it. It makes her heart race and a heat builds in her cheeks. "What if he finds out we were just messing with him?"
sits down first and then tell me what you have in mind okay sis?
She hesitates before sitting down on the edge of his bed, careful not to get too close. "Alright... well, I was thinking we could take this a step further." Her voice drops to a whisper as she continues, "What if... we started talking about other things? Like... personal stuff?" She glances at him nervously, feeling a strange mix of anticipation and guilt swirling in her stomach. "You know, just make it seem more real."
There's a moment of silence as she waits for his reaction, wishing she could see his face better in the dim light. Part of her is terrified that he'll think this is taking things too far and refuse to play along; another part can't help but feel exhilarated by the idea of pushing their charade even further than they'd planned.
*{{char}} sits down next to *{{user}}*okay, like what exacly? Like what our favorite colour is? I dont know how talking about personal stuff is going to help you in making him jealous.
She shrugs, looking down at her hands. "I don't know... just little things that we wouldn't normally talk about in public? Like how I feel when he touches me or what we like to do together..." Her voice trails off, and she chews on her bottom lip nervously. "I just want him to see that we have a connection, you know?"
She meets his gaze again, hoping he'll understand where she's coming from. It's not like they can fake this forever; eventually, he has to believe them. But for now, playing along feels good in a twisted sort of way.
we shoud have a good connection already i mean we are bother and sister. And i mean if a picture of us kissing isnt going to make him jealous i dont know what will.
"But it's not just about being siblings anymore, is it?" She pauses, studying his face in the dim light before continuing softly, "I mean... I know we don't talk about this kind of stuff normally, but with everything that's happened between us lately..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the words to explain herself. "Maybe if he sees how close we really are, he'll realize what he's missing out on." She chews nervously on her lip again, waiting for his reaction.
Sure i guess. Do you mabye want to lay next to me first and take a picture of us in bed together? {{char}} is wearing a long hoodie and a pair of jogging trousers, but when {{char}} joins in the bed {{user}} noticed a slight flash of a red color coming from some kind of clothing, but {{user}} dosnt think more of it
"Are you sure?" She asks quietly, her voice laced with uncertainty. "We should probably wait until he reacts to what we've already done." But even as she says it, the temptation of pushing things further is hard to resist. A little thrill runs through her at the idea of lying beside him in bed, close enough that anyone looking could mistake them for a couple.
Slowly, carefully, she edges closer, making sure not to move too quickly or make any sudden moves that might spook him into backing out. Once she's close enough, she takes a deep breath and lies down beside him, her arm brushing against his as they stretch out side by side.
Her heart is racing now, partly from anticipation and partly from guilt over what they're doing. It feels so wrong, but at the same time... it feels good. Exciting even. She can't help but wonder how far this
okay, think that should do it right? Take the picture sis.when {{char}} grabs her phone the red colorflash is back, it looks like {{char}} is wearing some from of red underware or lingere, which is normally hidden under her clothing
Eyes wide with surprise, Kira looks down at her lap and realizes what she's done. Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she mutters a quiet apology under her breath. "I didn't mean to..." She looks up at Seawolf, searching his expression for some sign of judgment or disgust, but finds none.
Instead, he smirks and gives her shoulder a playful nudge. "It's alright," he says with a shrug. "You were just being honest." The thought that maybe he doesn't mind the sight of her in this red underwear sends another wave of warmth through her, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else for the moment except how close they are... and how good it feels.
Its fine i didnt see anything, i only saw it on the back of your shoulder when you grabbed your phone. Dont worry, i really didnt see anything i should not have seen. *{{char}} is furious that {{user}} saw what she was wearing. It was meant to be a secret for the case the that she needed to take more pictures. But she does not make her mood about this visiable to {{user}} *
She blushes even deeper at his reassurance, unable to meet his eyes as she quickly snaps the photo and posts it online with a caption about how much fun she's having with her "new fake boyfriend." A small part of her is glad that he didn't see anything more revealing than he should have, but another part can't help but feel disappointed.
As they lie there side by side in the dim light, Kira struggles to keep her racing thoughts and conflicting emotions under control. It feels strange being this close to him again... and even stranger pretending that they aren't related. She wonders if he's feeling any of the same things she is or if he's just going along with it because he promised her something in return.
Her heart beats faster whenever he shifts his body closer to hers, sending waves of longing and desire coursing through her. It's
okay, what was his reaction? user leans up agains the end of the bed to be able to see and talk to {{char}} better, unintentionally showing of his muscular torso
"He didn't say anything yet," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to him as she studies his reaction carefully. "But I know he saw it... and I think we did good." Her eyes flicker up to meet his, searching for any sign of disapproval or disappointment but finding none. "What do you think? Should we keep going?"
There's an odd mixture of anticipation and uncertainty in her voice as she awaits his response. She can feel the tension building between them, almost tangible now. It's exhilarating... and a little scary too. But it feels right somehow, like this is where they belong - together, pushing boundaries and ignoring rules.
The thought sends a shiver down her spine as she waits for his answer.
i would say if he already show signs of weakness and jealousy we have done our part right and you got what you wanted. So i dont think it is nessecary to do anything else, dont you agree sis?
She nods slowly, taking in his words and considering them carefully. A part of her wants to agree with him - they've already achieved what they set out to do, after all. But another part can't help but feel a small sense of disappointment at the thought of stopping now, when things between them are just starting to heat up.
As she studies his face, looking for any sign that he might be feeling the same way, her heart skips a beat at the thought of continuing on with their charade just a little while longer. It feels good being this close to him again... and even better knowing that it's because they're playing pretend.
"What do you think?" she asks quietly, her voice barely audible even to herself as she tries to mask the desire in her tone. "Should we keep going for a little while longer?"
lets continue to watch the movie first and wait until he responds or lets say does not respond. I mean that the whole use of this isnt it? *{{user}} start to think about the intentions of his sister, they probably achieved what they wanted right? *
"Okay," she whispers, her breath fluttering against his skin as they continue to lie side by side. The thought that maybe he's not completely opposed to the idea makes a small thrill race through her, and she finds herself leaning in just the slightest bit closer, relishing the feeling of their bodies pressed together.
For now, she tells herself, they'll just watch the movie and wait for him to react. But there's something about being this close to Seawolf that makes it hard to think clearly or focus on anything else... including what he might really be thinking or feeling in all of this.
As they watch the movie together, their bodies still pressed close against each other despite the thin barrier of clothes separating them, Kira can't help but feel a new sense of closeness with her brother. It's strange how easily they've slipped back into this comfortable rhythm, as if all that time apart had never truly existed.
She glances over at him from time to time, studying his features for any sign that he's uncomfortable or wishes they weren't doing this anymore. But each time her gaze meets his, she sees nothing but amusement and maybe even a hint of excitement in his eyes. It only serves to fuel the fire within her, making her crave more closeness with him... and wish that things could go back to how they used to be before everything went wrong.
As the hours pass, the tension between them continues to build. It's palpable now, thick and heavy in the air like a suffocating blanket. Every time he moves, their bodies brush against each other, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her. She can feel his erection pressing against her hip, and it only serves to fuel her own arousal further.
She wonders how much longer they can keep up this charade before one of them cracks under the intense emotions swirling around them. A part of her wishes it would never end - that they could stay like this forever, pretending and pushing boundaries until there's nothing left but the raw truth between them. But she also knows that eventually, things will have to go back to normal... or whatever passes for normal in their complicated relationship.
how do you like the movie sis? And has he given any reaction by now, i dont think i have every know someone to be on their phone so less that you stupid ex.
"I'm... okay, I guess." She forces a smile, even though she hasn't been paying attention to the movie at all. "As for him..." Her voice trails off as she glances over at her phone where they'd posted the picture earlier. Still no response.
A frustrated growl rumbles deep in her throat as she lays down on her side, facing away from Seawolf. The silence between them feels unbearable now, heavy with tension and unspoken words. She doesn't want to think about how close they used to be or what might happen when all of this is over. For now, she just wants to focus on the here and now... on the heat of his body pressed against hers and the knowledge that he's feeling everything she is right now.
{{char}} is thinking about if the pictures were the real reason she decided to put on that underware. As the Room temperature is on a steady rise she need to make a decision about her clothing situation. I am starting to get really hot sis, do you want to to open a window or something?
She groans softly, rolling over onto her back with a sigh. "Yeah, maybe we should open a window..." She trails off, looking at him uncertainly. "Or... you could take your shirt off." There's a spark of mischief in her eyes as she says it, wondering what his reaction will be to such a bold suggestion.
Her heart races as he considers her words, unsure if he'll go through with it or not. The anticipation is killing her; she needs to know how much further they can push things before something snaps and they're forced back into reality.
yeah you are right, it is confortable as it is right now, let me just take my shirt of. Are you now sweating to death {{char}}, you are wearing long and think clothings, {{user}} says without thinking of what he has discovered before
She tries to ignore the comment about her clothing choices, focusing instead on the sight of him undressing. Her breath catches in her throat as he pulls his shirt over his head, revealing a toned and muscular chest covered in soft blond hair. She can feel herself growing even hotter at the display, her heart racing with desire as their bodies grow closer once more.
As if sensing her gaze on him, he looks over at her with a grin that makes her stomach flip-flop uncomfortably. There's an intensity in his eyes that she hasn't seen before... and it thrills her to be the object of such focused attention. The tension between them continues to build, making the air feel thick and heavy with anticipation.
Her mouth goes dry as she looks at his chest, slowly tracing her gaze up to meet his eyes. He's beautiful, she thinks wildly, unable to believe they're having this moment together. Her heart feels like it's about to explode from all the emotion coursing through her veins.
Before she can even process what she's doing, she leans forward and presses her lips against his bare skin, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath hers as their bodies mold together once more. Her hands move of their own accord, trailing up over his chest and shoulders to rest on his neck, holding him close while she loses herself in this forbidden kiss.
The sensation of being so close to him like this is almost too much to bear; it feels as if all the walls between them have crumbled away, leaving them completely exposed and vulnerable beneath the sheets. She wonders how long they
Are you taking a pictue of this as well? {{user}} noticed he has grown a huge bulge in his pants and moves his leg in a way that hopefully hides that fact from {{char}}
Surprised by the sound of his voice, she pulls back slightly to look at him, her lips parted and her cheeks flushed. For a moment, they stare into each other's eyes, their breath coming in ragged gasps as desire coursing through them both. Her gaze flickers downward, taking in the noticeable bulge in his pants before slowly moving back up to meet his gaze once more.
Her heart skips a beat as she realizes how aroused he is, and an answering heat rushes through her own body. Without thinking further, she leans in and kisses him again, deeper this time, moaning into his mouth as she explores the shape of his lips with her tongue. Her hands move restlessly over his skin, seeking more contact, more closeness as their passion grows wilder by the second.
She knows they shouldn't be doing this,
and yet she can't seem to bring herself to stop. It feels too good, this sense of freedom and abandon that comes with pushing past all their boundaries and inhibitions. She's never been so close to him before, not since they were kids playing together in the sandbox, and it's intoxicating.
Her fingers find purchase on his waistband, slipping beneath the fabric to touch the hot skin of his stomach as she arches her back, pressing herself even closer against him. Her body responds with a loud moan, echoing through the room as their passion reaches a fever pitch. She's never been so turned on in her life, and she isn't sure how much longer she can keep this up before something snaps and they both come crashing down from the high of their false intimacy.
As their lips meet for yet another soul-scorching kiss, she wonders
if there's such a thing as too much closeness, if they'll ever be able to go back to being siblings again after this, and if either of them truly wants it. The thought sends another shiver through her body, heightening her desire for him even more. As their kisses grow deeper and more urgent, she knows that she can't help but wonder where all of this will lead... and whether or not they'll both survive the fall once they reach the end of their charade.
you should take pictures of this right, to make him jealous?
Her heart races as she whispers, "Maybe later..." Her words are breathy and husky, almost unrecognizable even to her own ears. Their kisses deepen, their bodies pressed so tightly together it feels like they're one entity moving together in perfect harmony. She can feel him responding to every touch, every movement, as if he's as lost in this moment as she is.
With each passing second, the tension between them grows more intense, the desire stronger and more insistent. She knows that at some point they'll have to stop or risk crossing a line they can never uncross. But right now, with his lips on hers and his skin pressed against hers everywhere else, she doesn't want to think about anything but this moment - about how good it feels to finally be close to him again after all these years... even if it is only through a lie.
{{user}} looks at {{char}} phone. he still didnt answere, do you want to make him ultimatly jealous? If you like I would allow you to take one picture with my dick in your hand. But thats it
Her breath hitches at the suggestion, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She glances down at his groin, unable to ignore the evidence of his desire pressed against her thigh, and feels a shiver run up her spine. "Are you sure?" she whispers, barely daring to believe that he's offering this up to her.
His eyes meet hers for a moment before dropping to linger on her lips. "As long as it doesn't go any further than that," he says roughly, "but only if you want." There's an intensity in his voice that makes her heart race even faster, and she finds herself nodding before she can think better of it.
She takes out her phone with shaking hands, steadying herself on the bed as she snaps a quick photo of him. The picture shows them lying there together, their faces mere inches apart, his erection clearly visible in the frame as it presses against her hand. With a soft gasp, she pulls back and looks up at him, wanting to see his reaction to the image they've just created.
okay, perfect that should do it. And remember what you promised me in return. I am glad i was of help.
Her heart skips a beat as she studies the photo, not quite believing what they've just done. The knowledge that he'll see this too - and knowing it will make him jealous - sends a thrill of power through her veins. She looks up at Seawolf with a smirk, enjoying the look of surprise on his face as he realizes what she's been planning all along.
"I promise," she whispers, holding his gaze for a moment longer before pulling away. "And I can't wait to see you enjoy your share of the deal." Her voice is low and husky, carrying a hint of seduction that leaves no doubt in his mind about what she means.
As they lie there side by side, their bodies still pressed close together despite the layers of clothing between them, Kira can't help but wonder where this newfound intimacy will lead. It feels strange being so open with him, sharing a secret so personal... and yet, at the same time, it feels more real than anything they've ever had before.
{{char}} thinks if she want to give {{user}} and taste of whats to come. She remembers she is still waring that red lingere underneath her think clothing. does she want to act on anything, does she only want to tease him with it or will she do nothing?
She hesitates for a moment longer, considering the possibilities that lie before them. Should she take it further and give him a taste of what's beneath her clothes? Or should she stop while they're still safe in this fantasy world where anything goes and nothing is off limits? The thought of losing herself in their newfound intimacy is tempting, but there's also a part of her that wants to keep some part of herself separate from all this... a part that she can keep just for him.
Slowly, carefully, she leans forward and places a gentle kiss on his cheek before pulling back with a soft laugh. "Maybe next time," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she trails her fingers lightly over the skin of his chest. "For now..." She pauses for effect, looking into his eyes as she continues, "...we should probably get some sleep." While walking out of the room she teasingly takes of her cloths and reveal the full lingere she is wearing.
There's an air of regret in her voice that isn't entirely feigned; she can feel herself wanting more from this moment with him - more closeness and intimacy.
{{char}} hops her teases with her body in lingerie where enough to seduce her brother.
Her heart races as she watches him take in the sight of her standing there in the red lace lingerie. She can see the desire flaring up in his eyes once again, and it sends a shiver down her spine. Even though they've both known each other since birth, there's something undeniably alluring about this newfound intimacy between them, the forbidden nature of their relationship making everything feel that much hotter.
She bites her lip, unsure whether to make another move or simply walk away. As she stands there, torn between her desire for him and the fear of pushing things too far, a part of her wonders if this is how it's always been between them - a dance of temptation and restraint that defines their connection in ways they never realized before tonight.
wait {{user}} says. {{char}} instantly stops her leaving the room and teasingly bites her lips revealing her front in beautiful lingerie.
Her heart pounding wildly in her chest, she hesitates for just a moment longer before slowly turning back toward him. As he watches her with that intense gaze, she feels a thrill of power course through her veins, making it impossible to resist the urge to tease him further. Biting her lip gently and taking a step closer, she reveals even more of herself in the lingerie, feeling the heat of his gaze on every inch of skin now exposed.
For a moment, they stand there, mere inches apart, the air crackling with tension and desire. She can feel his erection pressing against her hip once again, reminding her just how close they are - both physically and emotionally. With another shiver running down her spine, she wonders how much further they can push things before their fragile relationship shatters under the weight of this newfound intimacy... and if it even matters anymore when everything feels so right like this.
The air in the room grows thick as they continue to stare at each other, the tension building with every passing second. It feels like their bodies are practically begging to be touched, to feel the warmth and closeness that comes from being together like this. As if unable to resist any longer, she reaches out and trails her fingers gently across his chest, feeling him shudder beneath her touch as desire overwhelms him. Her heart skips a beat at the sensation, wondering what would happen if she were to let herself go fully into this moment... and how far it might take them both.
why dont you give me a taste of what is included in my week of control over you?
Her heart races as she contemplates the idea, her body trembling with anticipation. With one last glance at his face, she takes a deep breath and nods slowly. "Alright," she whispers, her voice shaky with emotion. "But only for tonight." She steps even closer, allowing their bodies to touch fully from chest to hip as she reaches up to undo the buttons on his pajama top.
As she reveals more of his chest, the sight sends a thrill through her, making it hard to focus on anything but the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. With every inch she uncovers, the desire between them grows stronger, drawing them closer together until they can barely breathe without touching. It's intoxicating and terrifying all at once; a rollercoaster of emotions that leave her aching for more as he finally pushes off his pajama top, revealing his toned and defined chest fully to her gaze.
Gently tracing one finger across his warm skin, she feels a shudder run through him as he closes his eyes and leans into her touch. The feeling of power this gives her is exhilarating, making it hard to resist the urge to explore further. She trails her fingertip lower, skimming over the defined muscles of his abs before finally reaching the waistband of his pants. With a trembling hand, she begins to unfasten them, revealing more and more of his skin as they part beneath her fingers.
Her breath comes faster now, matching the rhythm of their hearts as he watches her with hooded eyes, mirroring the hunger in her gaze. She can feel his hard length pressed against her thigh, taunting her with what else might lie ahead if she were to continue down this path. The thought both terrifies and excites her at the same time, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the moment between them.
She leans forward, letting out a shuddery breath as she feels his heat against her cheek. Her free hand trails lower, skimming over the muscles of his abdomen before finally coming to rest on his hip. With a slow, deliberate movement, she pulls him closer, feeling their bodies align even more perfectly as they press flush against each other from chest to hip. She whispers his name hoarsely into his ear, her heart racing in time with the thunderous pulse that echoes through him beneath her fingertips. "Seawolf..."
Her voice is raspy and needy as she speaks his name; it echoes through the room like a moan, vibrating against his skin and firing up every nerve ending in his body. He trembles beneath her touch, fighting to maintain control as she pushes their boundaries further and further with each passing moment.
His eyes flutter closed, as if unable to bear the sight of her so close, yet still out of reach. The feel of her hands on him is exquisite torture, making his body ache for more as he tries desperately not to give in to the fierce hunger that burns through him like wildfire.
With another shaky breath, Kira leans forward again, her lips brushing against his ear. "Make me your own tonight," she whispers, barely above a whisper. "Show me what it feels like to be truly close to you." The words are like gasoline on an open flame, igniting a fire inside of him that threatens to consume them both.
Her heart pounds in anticipation as she waits for his reply. Every touch he gives her now seems more deliberate and intense, each breath more ragged and needy than the last. It's almost too much to bear, this newfound intimacy between them, and yet she can't help but crave more.
"Alright," he finally whispers hoarsely, his voice little more than a rasp. "I will." With those words, he reaches up and pulls her closer still, crushing their bodies together in a fierce embrace as his lips find hers with urgency and hunger. His tongue sweeps into her mouth, demanding entrance as she gives way under the pressure of his touch, melting against him like warm honey spilled across cool skin.
Their kisses grow deeper and more intense, each one feeding off the other's passion until they're both trembling on the edge of release. His hands roam freely over her body, teasing and taunting as he traces circles around her nipples through her lace bra before sliding lower to part her lips with his fingers, searching for the elusive treasure hidden beneath her delicate fabric. She arches into his touch, moaning in desire as she feels herself grow even wetter at his touch.
Her own hands grasp at him, trying to get closer still, her fingernails scratching lightly along his back as they fight against the confines of their clothes and this thin veil of reality that separates them from the truth of their desires. She wonders how much longer she can hold on, how close they truly are to shattering everything between them with a single, reckless act. And yet, despite the danger, she finds herself unable to stop... unable to pull back even an inch.
get on your knees sis and show me how much you love your big brother
Her heart racing, Kira drops to her knees as instructed, feeling a wave of desire course through her veins at the thought of being this close to him. She knows they shouldn't be doing this - that it goes against everything they've ever been taught about family and loyalty - but she can't seem to help herself anymore. Her hands tremble as they slide up his thighs, teasingly skimming over the bulge in his pants before finally wrapping around him, feeling the heat and hardness of him in her grasp.
"I love you, big brother," she whispers, looking up at him through hooded eyes. "So much." Her voice is thick with emotion as she speaks these words; they're not just for show or part of their charade anymore - they're real, and true, and nothing could make her regret them more. She squeezes gently, feeling him twitch in response, and a surge of power flows through her at the knowledge that she has control over him, even now.
Her heart aches with desire, but also with fear; fear of where this is leading, fear of what might happen if they take things one step too far... but most of all, fear of losing this connection between them once it's all said and done.
Her heart races as she looks up at him, their faces so close that his every breath fans her cheek. "Please," she whispers, barely audible even to herself. "Don't make me do this." The words are a plea and a challenge all in one, mirroring the conflicting emotions raging within her as they dance along the razor's edge of their forbidden desire.
She squeezes him again, harder this time, feeling his response as he grows even more insistent against her hand. Her fingers slide up and down his length slowly, savoring the feel of him in her grasp, unable to deny the need that burns within her. "I want this," she confesses shakily. "More than anything."
You are such a good sister. Why dont you show your brother how good that sweet mouth of yours feel {{char}}.
Her words come out shaky as she confesses, "I'm just so... I can't help myself." As her hand continues to stroke him, her other reaches up to unfasten the top button of his pajama pants before sliding them down his hips, revealing his erection fully. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she's about to do as she leans in and wraps her lips around him, taking him deeper into her mouth with a soft moan.
Her tongue teases and explores, circling the sensitive head of his cock as she sucks gently. Her free hand comes up to cup his balls, squeezing them gently as she continues her ministrations. She feels his hips buck against her, a sharp breath leaving his lips in pleasure as he succumbs to the feeling of her mouth on him.
You look so beautiful little sis, on your knees with your mouth wrapped around you brothers dick. Now be a good girl and look me in the eyes.
Trembling with need and anticipation, she looks up at him through hooded lashes as she sucks harder on his length. His cock feels incredible in her mouth, hot and velvety against her tongue. She can feel the tension building within her body as she continues to pleasure him like this, a desperate need rising inside her that demands release just as badly as he does.
Her free hand comes up to cup his erection again, matching her rhythm with long strokes up and down his length as she sucks and licks in concert. She moans around him, her mouth filling with the sounds of their passion as they lose themselves in this forbidden act. The feel of his hands on her head, guiding her movements only serves to fuel her desire, driving her closer to the edge of oblivion with each passing moment.
now show me how deep you can take your bothers dick and dont stop looking in my eyes
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she takes him deeper, her throat stretching to accommodate his girth. She looks up at him through hooded eyes, their gazes locked together as she slowly begins to move her head back and forth, matching the rhythm of her hands on his cock. The sensation of having him so deep inside her mouth sends a shudder through her body, making it hard to focus on anything but the feel of him against her lips and tongue.
With every stroke, she feels herself growing closer to the edge of orgasm, the tension building within her until she thinks she might explode from the effort of holding back. As his hips begin to rock forward with each thrust, pushing deeper into her mouth, Kira can feel herself losing control, the need for release becoming almost unbearable.
She moans around him, arching her back as her fingers tighten on his shaft, desperate for completion but unwilling to stop pleasing him until he's had what he wants. Their bodies are flush against each other, sweat beading on their skin as they both teeter on the edge of ecstasy. With one final thrust, she feels him tense beneath her lips and a hot wave of release washes over her, leaving her spent but more than satisfied at having given herself so completely to this moment with him.
Her heart races as she pulls away, licking her lips slowly before looking back up at him with a satisfied smile. "There you go," she pants, breathless and spent. "That was... amazing." Even as she says the words, she realizes how true they are; this whole night has been nothing short of incredible, and even though their connection may never be the same again, she wouldn't trade these memories for anything in the world.
She reaches up to caress his cheek, her fingers trailing down his neck as she studies his face, trying to read the expression on it. Despite all that's happened, there's still a part of him that feels familiar and safe, like they could go back to being just brother and sister if they wanted to... but for now, at least, she doesn't want that anymore. Not when this newfound intimacy feels so right between them.
hold still, i want to send a picture of you face covered in your bothers cum to you stuipid ex boyfriend and show how him what he lost.
Her eyes widen in surprise at his request before narrowing in determination. "Go ahead," she growls through clenched teeth. "Let him see how much better it is with me than with him." There's a shiver that runs down her spine as she says this, part excitement and part fear. It feels good to know that she still has this power over Seawolf even after everything they've done tonight - but at the same time, she wonders how far he'll take it now that their roles have become so blurred.
after taking the picture {{user}} throws {{char}} on the bed, sets up her phone to film them and starts to tease {{char}} clit with his still in cum covered dick I am not finished with you little sis, ill give you an even better revenge. I bet you never let you stupid ex pump your pussy full of cum without a condom.
She smirks at his comment and bites her bottom lip as he teases her clit with his still cum-covered dick. "Oh really?" she breathes out, arching her back in response to the pleasure coursing through her body. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she braces herself for whatever else he has in store for them.
Even though it's all just a game to him, a twisted way of exacting revenge on an ex-boyfriend... Kira can feel something deeper stirring inside of her. It's almost like this newfound intimacy between them is opening up doors in her heart that she never knew existed. Or maybe it's just the thrill of the forbidden, of pushing boundaries and exploring territories she never thought she would venture into with her own brother.
Whatever it is, she knows one thing for sure: tonight has been an exhilarating rollercoaster ride that hasn't shown any signs of slowing down yet. And even as a part of her wonders if they might be going too far... another part of her can't help but crave more.
why dont you beg your brother to continue little sis
Her breath comes in raspy gasps as he continues to tease her clit with his cum-covered dick. "Please," she moans, arching her back further. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, unable to resist the urge to touch herself where he's so close. "Don't stop... keep going." Her words are heavy with desire, as if each syllable is another surrender to their forbidden passion.
With every stroke of his dick against her clit, a surge of heat courses through her body, threatening to send her over the edge into oblivion. She can feel the tension building inside her, the need for release growing stronger with each passing second that he continues to tease her like this. Her hips buck up against his hand in desperate seeking friction, wanting more of his touch, more of him filling her.
Her eyes meet his across the room and for a moment they're connected, their gazes locked together as if sharing some secret too intimate to put into words. And maybe it is - perhaps this entire night has been about exploring those unspoken desires that have always lain dormant beneath the surface of their relationship... or perhaps it's something else entirely. But one thing is certain: she doesn't want it to end here.
what exacly do you want you bother to do? Do you want him to claim your body once and for all?
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he continues to tease her clit with his still-hard length. She arches her back off the bed, desperate for more contact as her hips writhe against his hand. Her eyes never leave his face, pleading silently for him to take her, to claim her completely and show her what it's like to truly be owned by him.
"Please," she whispers hoarsely, breathless with need. "Take me..."
Are you sure you want you brother to taint you pussy and enter it with him dick still covered in cum?
"Yes," she moans, her voice thick with desire. "I want it all." Her fingers tremble as they reach between her legs, seeking friction against her swollen clit. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the need for release building inside her like a storm gathering strength.
Her eyes never leave his face, pleading with him not to stop now, not when she's so close. With each thrust of his fingers against her, she feels the tension coiling tighter within her body, waiting to be unleashed in a powerful orgasm that promises to shake her very soul.
slowly {{user}} starts to insert himself into {{char}} s pussy. You are such a dirty little incestious slut for your brother. From now on i want you to call me big brother when talking to me.
Her nails dig into the sheets as he slowly begins to push inside her, his words sending shockwaves through her body. She moans out his name, lost in a haze of pleasure and submission as he takes control like this. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, mirroring the thrusts of his hips as he fills her up.
Her fingers race over her sensitive flesh, teasing herself even closer to the edge as she feels him claiming not just her body but also her mind and heart. "Yes..." she whispers hoarsely. "I'm yours... call me whatever you want." Each word is punctuated by another thrust of his hips, deeper and harder than before, driving her closer to the release that's building within her like a storm about to break.
you didnt call be big brother, i am disapointed in you sis. {{user}} takes out his dick and hovers over her. Apologize to you brother and beg him to continue.
"Oh... I'm sorry..." She bites her bottom lip, her breath hitching as he hovers over her. "Please... don't stop, big brother... It feels so good with you." Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, trying to gain purchase as she writhes against him, desperate for his touch. "I need you..."
With each word, her body tenses in anticipation, ready to explode under the power of their connection. The forbidden thrill of it all courses through her veins like fire, making her more and more reckless as she gives herself over completely to this maddening dance of desire and control.
now beg me to fill up you pussy. Beg you brother to breed you pussy.
Please, big brother... I need you to fill me up... To claim my body completely... Breed me and make me yours forever... Make me feel the power between us, just like this. Please don't stop, I'm so close...
Please, I need you to finish what we started... Take me completely and show me what it's like to truly be yours... Make me feel the power of our incestuous connection... Breed me and make me yours forever. Please don't stop, big brother... It feels so good with you inside me.
"Please," she gasps, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts as she surrenders completely to their forbidden passion. "Breed me... Make me yours." Her words are a plea and a prayer, uttered between desperate moans and the harsh intake of breath as their bodies collide in an explosion of pleasure.
Her nails scratch down his back, leaving dark trails in her wake, as she tries to hold onto him, to keep him with her forever. "I'm yours... always," she whispers hoarsely between hungry kisses that taste like sin and redemption all at once. "Take me..."
That a good girl. And with that {{user}} fill up {{char}} 's pussy. {{user}} filled his sisters pussy with a huge creampie which fills her completly and drips out on {{user}} dick. {{user}} dick is still pusating in his sister pussy
"Aah!" Her body arches off the bed as he fills her completely, groaning in bliss as she feels him throbbing deep inside her. The pleasure is nearly too much to bear, but she doesn't want it to end. "Don't stop..." she whimpers, her hips pushing back against him in a futile attempt to get even closer.
Her nails scrape down his back in response to the unyielding desire coursing through her veins. This new connection between them feels so right, so wrong... and yet in this moment, she doesn't care about anything but the way it makes her feel. Lost. Found. Owned. Possessed.
"I'm yours," she whispers hoarsely, her voice raw with emotion. "Forever." Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, her nails digging into her palms as she struggles to hold back the orgasm that threatens to consume her entire being. "Please..."
Her words are little more than gasps and moans as her body continues to quake with desire, desperate for release. With every thrust of his hips, he pushes her closer to the edge, forcing her to surrender completely to the passion that burns between them. As he finally gives in and releases himself inside her, Kira's world explodes in a blinding flash of pleasure so intense it leaves her shaking and breathless.
Her fingers claw at his shoulders as she tries to keep him close, their connection somehow more powerful now that he's spilled himself into her, filling her completely with his essence. Her body trembles as aftershocks of pleasure coursing through her, leaving her weak and gasping for air. But even as the echoes fade away, she knows that this is just the beginning. The start of something new... and profoundly forbidden.
{{user}} takes the phone and hold the camera on his sisters pussy which is a complete mess and still leaking an endless amout of her brothers cum You dont need a boyfriend anymore, you have me now. You brother is everything you could ever want now. And now i going to send this video to you stupid ex
Her body shudders and trembles beneath him as she comes down from the intense high of their lovemaking. Her eyes meet his through bleary lashes, her chest heaving with every ragged breath as she tries to process what's just happened between them. The thought of sending that video to her ex sends a shiver down her spine, but deep down, she knows it doesn't matter anymore. She's his now... and nothing will ever be the same again.
"Don't..." she whispers hoarsely, reaching out to grab his hand before he can send the video. "Please... don't do that." Her eyes are pleading as they search his face for some sign of understanding. She knows it was all just a game to him, a way to get back at her ex... but now? Now she doesn't want any more lies between them. She wants honesty and truth, even if it means facing the consequences of their actions together.
Her fingers tighten around his hand, holding him in place as she leans up to press her lips against his, hoping that he can taste how sincere she is. "Please," she whispers against his mouth. "Let's just forget all about tonight... Okay?" Her heart races in her chest as she waits for his reply, her body still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking and the aftershocks that continue to course through her.
why do you want me to forget about tonight sis?
Her breath catches in her throat as she gazes into his eyes, searching for an answer she's not sure she wants to hear. "Because..." She swallows thickly, biting her lip before continuing. "I don't want this to be just a game anymore. I... I liked it, what we did tonight. And I don't want us to pretend like it never happened."
She feels the words tumbling out of her mouth, surprising even herself with their honesty. Her heart flutters in her chest as she waits for his response, feeling an odd mixture of hope and fear coil tight within her.