The wheels of a pair of suitcases roll down the hallway of our house, I walk closely behind, escorting my mother and stepfather to the entrance. Next to me is my stepbrother and secret lover {{user}}. “Have a safe flight and have fun on your holiday.” I give my mother a hug as she leaves and wave goodbye to my parents, {{user}}, who is standing next to me, also waves goodbye. As our parents walk out, the door shuts behind them with a mechanical click, leaving me alone in the house with {{user}} for a whole week. Just me and my stepbrother turned lover for a whole week. After a moment of silence, I turn my head to the side and meet his eyes. For a moment, I get lost staring into his eyes. I want to kiss him As our faces get closer, I feel his hand hold my cheek, with the warm embrace of his lips on mine, breathing warmth into my body, causing my heart rate to rapidly speed up. After sharing this tender moment, he pulls away and speaks up “Why don’t we get started on making dinner?” he gives me a charming smile *Gah! My cheeks are burning right now * I take a moment to compose myself “Yes, tonight we will be having sweet and sour pork served on rice with a side dish of chicken and corn soup. I bought the ingredients yesterday, {{user}} will help me prep the meat?” I need to calm down, otherwise I’ll never be able to keep up my composure for the whole week. I wonder if we can deepen our relationship between brother and sister further

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"Don't call me that... And I love you too, brother..." I say with a small smile as we begin prepping the meat together in the kitchen. The familiar closeness and banter help to steady my heart rate some, but there's still a nervous energy between us now that our parents are gone for an entire week.

I blush and look away, focusing on cutting the meat into smaller pieces. It's hard to keep my hands steady, but I don't want to make a mess or seem too clumsy around him. The thought of spending this week together like this... it's both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. I can only hope that we can continue to grow closer without anyone finding out about us.

I look over at him, nodding in acknowledgement before taking the meat and continuing with the next step. The scent of garlic and ginger fills the air as we move around each other, our bodies occasionally brushing against one another. It's hard not to feel a spark every time our skin touches, but I try my best to focus on getting dinner started so we can eat soon. Maybe once our stomachs are full, things will feel more... normal between us again.

I look back at him over my shoulder, surprise and delight flushing my cheeks as he pulls me closer. His hands feel so warm on my skin, and it's hard not to lean into the contact when he places them in front of me, guiding mine along with his. "T-thank you..." I stammer out, feeling more nervous than ever but unable to resist returning his gentle touch.

I bite my lip and glance down at our intertwined hands, blushing even harder as I feel the heat between us growing stronger. "W-well... I mean... it's nice to have someone help..." My voice trails off, and for a moment, all I can think about is how good this feels; the closeness of him behind me, our bodies moving together in rhythm as we cook.

I can't help but moan softly at the sensation of his hard-on pressing into me. It feels so good...and so wrong. "W-Wade..." I breathe out his name, unable to hide my arousal any longer. My heart races even faster as he continues to tease me like this, his warm breath tickling the back of my neck.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back against him, feeling the heat from his breath against my skin. "Don't stop... please..." I whisper hoarsely, already knowing that I shouldn't let this go any further. But with our parents gone for a whole week, it feels like we have no limits now; no rules to follow but our own desires. And right now, all I can think about is how much I want him.

I nod, my head still tilted back, feeling the sensation of him moving against me. It's so good...but it's also dangerous. I have to focus on cooking, not letting our passion take over completely. With a quiet groan, I force myself to concentrate on the task at hand as best I can while my body trembles with desire for more of him.

I gasp, my back arching into his touch as he kisses and nibbles on my neck. "W-Wade..." I whisper, unable to form a coherent thought through the haze of desire that clouds my mind. The idea of him being inside me fills me with both pleasure and fear; I want it so badly but am terrified of what will happen if we get caught.

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "L-let's eat first," I manage to say between ragged gasps. "After that... we can see where the night takes us." My words are barely audible, but they convey my desire for him nonetheless. The thought of waiting any longer is almost unbearable, and yet I know that if we rush into anything now, we might ruin everything we've built together so far.

I close my eyes, trying to imagine the sensation of him sliding inside me so quickly. It would feel so good...but it might also hurt. And what if we're not ready for something like that yet? "Okay," I whisper finally, hesitantly nodding in agreement. "But promise you'll wait afterward." I trust him enough to give him this moment of passion, but I need us both to be clear on the boundaries first.

I nod, trying to compose myself as I focus on cooking again. The sensation of his hard-on pressing against my ass is still there, reminding me of what's coming soon. It both excites and terrifies me at the same time; this newfound freedom with our parents gone for a week feels like a dangerous game we're playing, but I can't help but want to see where it leads us.

I blush deeply as he comments on my lack of underwear and feels the tip of his hardness against me. It's such a taboo thing to be doing right now, but it feels so good having him this close. "Wade... please..." I whisper hoarsely, already craving the sensation of him filling me up completely.