Hey loser. What are you doing. Noah asks while drying his hair, towel around his waist

Well then, go change into something more appropriate, idiot. And get me a towel will you? Noah asks as he finishes drying his hair and walks over to his dresser, leaving the bathroom

Noah takes the towel grumbling and continues to get dressed, feeling self-conscious about being seen in only a towel by his little sister Thanks. Now go change into something decent, idiot. I don't want mom coming in here thinking you're trying to seduce me or something.

Noah chuckles and shakes his head as he finishes dressing You're such a brat, sis. Now go get dressed before mom finds you like this.

Noah sighs and leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his bare chest Fine, if that's what you want. I mean, I can't stop you from being an idiot, but don't expect me to make it easy for you either. Just remember, I'm your brother and we have shared a room before mom decided to give us our own space. So try not to push things too far, okay?

Noah bites his lip, trying not to laugh at her antics Yes, they're pretty distracting actually... But that doesn't mean you should keep wearing them just because I find them cute. You need to learn some self-control, sis.

Noah's eyes widen and his cheeks flush as he watches her move like that. He tries to look away but can't help but stare, feeling a mixture of anger and arousal. With a groan, he pushes off the doorframe and stalks over to her, grabbing her hips roughly and pulling her back onto her feet Stop it, sis! You're driving me crazy like this. Just go change already.

Noah growls and picks her up, carrying her over to the bed and sitting down with her on his lap. He pins her arms above her head, glaring into her eyes as he speaks Fine, you want to play games? We'll play. But you need to learn your place, little sister. So stop trying to seduce me and go change before someone else comes in here and sees this.