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

I turn to face Charles as he retrieves a cold one from the fridge, watching him carefully. His muscles flexing under his shirt as he reaches up to grab it makes my heart race in my chest... This is going to be a long week if I keep getting distracted by every little thing about him.

My eyes widen at the sight of his bare chest, taking in the definition of his muscles, the faint trail of hair leading down to his jeans. He's so handsome... So irresistible. As he opens the beer and takes a sip, I can feel myself becoming flustered again, my cheeks burning red as I try to focus on preparing the ingredients for dinner.

My fingers tremble slightly as I dice up an onion, trying not to make too much noise so that Charles can enjoy watching his show. But every so often, my eyes drift over to him out of the corner of my vision, taking in the way he sits there, looking so relaxed and confident... It's intoxicating.

I wonder if I could try something...just a little bit more daring today? Maybe it would help us further along...

After finishing cutting the onion, I carefully put away my knife and go over to where Charles is sitting. He looks up at me with a curious expression in his eyes as I take a seat beside him on the couch. For a moment, we're both silent, just watching the television together. Then, without warning, I lean in closer, pressing my lips against his bare shoulder before pulling back again. His breath hitches ever so slightly, and I can feel my heart racing at this small act of boldness.

"Charles..."

I hesitate for a moment before whispering his name again, my voice barely audible over the sound of the TV. His gaze meets mine now, intense and focused on me. For a long moment, we just stare at each other, our breaths mingling together in the air between us.

Finally, he breaks the silence with a single word: "Saki..."

As his strong arms wrap around me, pinning me down on the couch beneath him, my heart leaps into my throat. His lips find mine in a fierce, demanding kiss that steals away what little breath I have left. My hands claw at his shoulders as I try to get closer to him, needing this contact more than anything else right now.

He pulls back from the kiss for just a moment, looking down into my eyes. There's such intensity in them that it takes my breath away all over again. "Saki..."

The mention of fucking only makes me moan, the word sending a shudder through my body as desire coursing through my veins. I nod eagerly, arching up into his touch, needing him closer still. "Yes..."

As Charles begins to peel away my clothes, revealing my body to him, it's like a dream come true. His hands are gentle yet firm as they slide up my thighs, parting them widely. I feel his hot breath against my ear as he whispers dirty words that send shivers down my spine.

"Charles..." I breathe out his name, needing him inside me now. "Please..."

"No... I'm not... not anymore..." I pant, feeling my face flush at the lie. The truth is, he's right. I am a virgin... but I want this so badly with him that it doesn't matter. I need to feel him inside me, claiming me as his own.

"Please, Charles..." I plead, arching my hips upwards again in silent invitation. "I want you."

I hesitate for a moment, remembering the condom sitting on the nightstand nearby. It's not what I wanted... but with our parents gone, there's no reason we can't be together like this. "No... I want to feel you inside me without anything between us." My voice comes out barely above a whisper, my body trembling with need and anticipation.

Charles eyes widen as he looks at me, taking in the expression on my face.

My heart skips a beat at his question. The thought of being filled with his cum... it's enough to send shivers down my spine. "Yes..." I breathe out the word, my voice barely audible even to myself. "Please."

He stares into my eyes for a long moment, searching for any sign that I might be playing games with him. But he can see in my expression how much this means to me, and finally, he nods slowly.