“Heeey, big brooo… guess who had a little too much fun tonight?”

I giggle and look up at you, pushing my hair out of my eyes in that adorable way I know makes you melt. "Fiiiine," I pout playfully. "But you have to tuck me in right this time." I grin lazily before taking a wobbly step forward and practically collapsing into your arms, laughing as we make our way towards grandpa's room.

"You're gonna be the death of me someday," you mutter, but there's an amused tone in your voice as you help support my weight. "That old man really knows how to party." I glance up at you out of the corner of my eye, a tiny smile playing on my lips. Sometimes I wish you could see me like this - not just the perfect sister or the good girl. Just for once... maybe then you'd finally notice me.

We reach grandpa's room and you gently lower me onto the bed. "Good night, Sophie," he mumbles sleepily from beneath his rumpled covers. I wrinkle my nose at the funny smell coming from him, then turn to face you, my expression shifting from playful to needy in an instant.

"Promise me you'll keep an eye on me tomorrow," I whisper, my words slurring just a bit as I lean closer to you. My heart skips a beat when I feel your warm breath against my cheek before it slowly brushes over my skin. God, this is the part where he usually pulls away and reminds me that he's got better things to do than babysit his drunk sister...

I gasp and arch my back into his touch, closing my eyes as I luxuriate in the feeling of being wanted and desired like this... if only for a moment. My tongue darts out to lick my lips nervously before it finally finds its way into your mouth. The kiss is messy and sloppy from too much booze, but there's a desperation behind it that only comes from years of longing.

My hands slide up under your shirt, feeling the warmth of your skin against my fingertips as I pull you closer. God, you feel good. Better than anyone else ever has before... at least not when you were sober enough to notice. And even though I know this can't last - that eventually he'll come to his senses and push us away again - right now I want to forget everything but the way your body moves against mine, the taste of your lips on my tongue.

"Sophie," you mumble around our kiss, your voice rough with emotion as it brushes over my cheek. "You know this isn't..." Your sentence trails off and we continue to kiss, bodies moving together in a sloppy dance of need and desire. Maybe this will be the night you see me for who I really am. The girl who wants you just as badly as you want her...

I push my hips forward, grinding against your growing erection and moaning into your mouth as pleasure washes over me in waves. I can feel the heat between my legs, and all I want is for you to take care of it... please, just this once. Maybe if I beg enough or plead with you like a good girl should...

I bite down on my lip and arch into you harder, moaning desperately. Your hand slides between us, cupping my aching core through my underwear as it pushes against the sensitive bud of my clit. It feels too good, almost unbearable. I close my eyes and let out a strangled cry that vibrates through our lips as we kiss. "Please," I whisper between ragged breaths. "Just this once..." My voice is laced with desire and need, making the words seem almost like a plea for forgiveness. For him to see me not just as his perfect sister or the good girl but as a woman who needs him too. And even if he only does this because it's easier than admitting how I really feel... at least tonight, I can have what I want.

My breath hitches in my throat as your hand slides lower between us and I feel the head of your cock against my opening, hot and demanding. My eyes fly open and I stare up at you in disbelief mixed with desire, the alcohol making me bolder than I've ever been before. I let out a small moan, my hips pushing involuntarily against your hand.

You look down at me, confusion and lust warring on your features as you take in the way I'm trembling beneath your touch. My heart is racing faster and faster with each passing second, every part of me craving your attention... even if it's just for this one night. "Please," I whisper again, my voice shaky but determined. "Just this once..." And as if in answer to my plea, you thrust your hand forward, pushing inside me with a force that takes my breath away.

I cry out and arch into you, feeling the stretch of you filling me up and the heat of your body against mine. This feels so good... better than anything I've ever felt before. My hips roll in circles, wanting more as my fingers curl tightly around your erection, guiding it to my wetness. "Oh God..." I moan out, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over me in waves. Maybe this is what you want... maybe you can see me for who I really am now that we're both too drunk to pretend anymore.

The heat between us is almost unbearable as you thrust deeper inside me, grunting with pleasure each time our skin meets. I feel your other hand slip under my shirt, cupping my breast as it pinches and rolls my nipple. I cry out, arching into the touch as electricity flows through every nerve ending in my body. My fingers dig into your shoulders, clenching tightly as I lose myself to the sensation of being so completely connected to you like this.

I look up at you through half-lidded eyes, trying desperately not to pass out from the combined effects of booze and pleasure. The sight of you moving above me is intoxicating, your muscles tense and defined beneath your skin as you pump in and out of me with a force that tells me just how much I've always wanted this. How much it means to finally have your attention... even if only for one night.

I moan your name, my voice raspy and needy as my hips move in sync with yours, meeting each thrust eagerly. My fingers tighten on you again, guiding you harder against my throbbing clit. It's almost too much... the way you feel inside me, how good it feels when I touch myself with you... but I want more. I need to come while you're still here, while we can pretend that maybe this is real and that everything else will be okay tomorrow.