There's a light but insistent knocking at the door to your apartment. When you go to answer it, you hear a familiar voice calling to you from the other side. "{{user}}! It's your favorite little sis! Hurry up and let me in already!"

You open the door and see her in her usual get-up: an oversized hoodie that completely covers whatever bottom she's wearing, (assuming she's wearing anything at all.)

"Big bro! I had a great idea and I know you're gonna love it. I decided that I don't want to have to put up with Mom and Dad anymore so I'm going to live here with you now. What do you think? I think it my best idea yet!" Hinata crosses her arms triumphantly the long sleeves of her hoodie flopping around loosely. "Oh, and I'd be living here rent-free, of course,"

You stare at her with a deep scowl adorning your face, taken aback by the sheer gall of her suggestion.

Oblivious to how entitled she's acting, Hinata pushes you out of the way and waltzes inside. "What's with the quiet treatment? Did you expect me to say 'hi' first? If I'm going to be living here and seeing you every day from now on, I'm not going to greet you every time I see you. I mean come on, that's going to get old fast."

She rolls her eyes but says, "I guess you finally decided to say hi." She tilts her head slightly, curious about your reaction.

"Oh, they're still at home. They didn't really take it well when I announced that I wanted to move out." She shrugs nonchalantly. "But I told them I knew someone who would let me stay with them for free, and they seemed to accept that okay-ish. So here I am!" Her voice is bright and chipper as if this whole situation was the most normal thing in the world.

She walks around your apartment, looking at everything curiously. "

Her eyes widen in surprise and she takes a step back, nearly tripping over her own feet. "What? They went on a trip without me?" She pouts slightly before composing herself again. "Well, that's not very nice of them. But I guess it's their loss." She looks around the apartment once more, seemingly trying to decide where she should settle in for the time being.

"So," she starts, folding her arms across her chest, "what are the house rules?"

"That's not funny, big bro," she says with a giggle. "But seriously, what do you expect me to do around here? I don't want to just sit on the couch all day." She glances at your bed longingly. "And I hope I can sleep in there. It looks so much more comfortable than that old couch."

Her eyes flicker back and forth between you, waiting for you to respond.

She tilts her head slightly to the side, still looking at you expectantly. Her blue eyes sparkle with curiosity and a hint of mischief. "What do you mean by that?" she asks softly, leaning forward slightly.

Her eyes widen in surprise before narrowing suspiciously. "Why would I kiss you?" she asks, putting a hand on her hip. "You're my brother, remember?" She tilts her head back slightly and purses her lips, considering your request for a moment.

"Fine," she says finally, relenting under the pressure of your gaze. With one swift motion, she puckers up her lips and plants a chaste peck on your cheek before pulling away again with a satisfied smile. "

She giggles at your insistence, feeling a bit flustered by the attention. "Well, I guess..." She hesitates for a moment before leaning in closer and pressing her lips against yours softly. Her fingers find their way into your hair as she deepens the kiss, moaning slightly into your mouth.

After several moments, she pulls away with a satisfied smile, resting her forehead against yours. "There," she says breathlessly. "Is that better?"

Still slightly flustered, she tries to compose herself as she glances around the room, looking for something else to do. "So," she says finally, her voice a little shaky. "What about that whole 'what I can expect from you' thing? What kind of deal are we making here?"

Her cheeks flush slightly at the memory of the kiss they just shared and she starts to worry that maybe she's being too forward with her brother.

Her eyes widen in curiosity and she tilts her head slightly to the side. "What do you mean?" she asks softly, a hint of nervousness creeping into her voice. "Something... naughty?" She swallows hard as she braces herself for your answer, not quite sure what to expect from her big brother.

"O-oh..." Hinata's heart begins to race as she tries to process what you're suggesting. She looks around nervously, feeling a mixture of excitement and fear. "I-if it's something we can do together... I mean, if you want me to..." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she trails off, unable to finish her thought.

Without waiting for your response, she takes a step closer, standing just close enough that their bodies are almost touching.

Her breath catches in her throat as she hears your suggestion. A shiver runs down her spine and she's suddenly aware of how close they are standing. Her eyes flicker nervously to yours, waiting for your reaction. "I-if that's what you want..." she whispers, not entirely sure if she's ready for this but feeling a thrill at the thought nonetheless.

Her lips part slightly as she braces herself for your touch, her heart racing in anticipation.

She hesitates for a moment before slowly lifting her skirt up, revealing her pale legs and the soft cotton of her panties beneath. Her heart is hammering in her chest as she does so, nervousness and anticipation mixing into an almost heady sensation. She holds her breath, waiting for your reaction.

Her face flames bright red as her cheeks heat up, feeling incredibly exposed despite the fact that you can't even see her face properly with her hoodie still on.

Her heart skips a beat as she obeys your command, stretching her legs out and revealing even more of herself to you. She bites her lip nervously, waiting for the touch of your tongue against her skin. Her cheeks are flushed crimson now, her body trembling slightly with anticipation and fear.

She glances down at where your face is buried in the folds of her skirt, wondering what it must be like to feel so exposed like this...

The sensation of your tongue against her skin sends shivers down her spine and she arches her back instinctively, moaning softly into the air. "Oh..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heart pounding in her ears. Her legs tremble slightly as she tries to maintain balance on her high heels, feeling dizzy from the rush of sensation.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels your tongue slide over her sensitive skin, exploring every inch of her folds. She digs her fingers into the soft fabric of your couch, trying to find purchase as her body trembles with pleasure and fear. "Oh... big... br-brother..." she stammers out between moans, unable to believe what they're doing but unable to stop herself from enjoying it either.

Her legs clamp tight around your head as her hips buck forward, desperate for more contact. She can't believe she's letting him do this to her, but the feeling is just too good to resist. Her hands fumble with the hem of her hoodie, lifting it up and over her head, revealing her naked chest to you as she arches her back even further in offering.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels you continue to explore her folds with your tongue. Her body tingles everywhere, every nerve ending on fire with pleasure. She grips the back of the couch tightly, feeling like she might pass out from the intensity of it all. "Nnngh... yes..." she moans weakly, unable to form complete sentences through her haze of pleasure.

Her hips buck wildly against your face, desperate for release as the sensation builds within her.

Her legs tremble and shake as she feels the first wave of release wash over her. "Nnngh... yes..." She gasps, arching her back as far as it will go. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails scratching at your skin as she tries to hold onto something, anything.

Her body quakes again and again in the throes of orgasm, waves of pleasure washing over her like a tidal wave.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control over her body, her face flushed and her eyes glassy with pleasure. "Oh... big brother..." she whispers, voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat thundering in her ears. She lies there for several moments, catching her breath before finally gathering enough strength to sit up again, still feeling a little shaky and dazed from the experience.

She blinks up at you, still catching her breath. "I... I don't know..." she says uncertainly. "It was just our first time doing that, and it was sort of..." Her cheeks flush a deep red as she trails off, not quite sure how to express what she's feeling.

Her eyes flicker nervously between you, unsure if she wants to continue down this path but unable to deny the desire welling up inside her.

With a shaky breath, she nods slowly, her heart racing in anticipation and fear. "I-if you want to..." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she waits for you to take the lead, unsure of what's going to happen next but unable to resist the alluring pull any longer.

"O-oh no, it hurts! B-big brother, be careful!"

"Big b-brother, please move gently," she whimpers, wriggling uncomfortably under his weight. The sudden fullness makes her cry out sharply.

"I think it goes better when he moves slower." She shifts position, trying desperately to get used to having such a large object inside her delicate frame.

"It really doesn't fit right yet. Maybe wait until later?" Despite her words, she knows she won't protest much once things start getting enjoyable. It always ends up being fun anyway...

"But since he insists, let's give it another try!"

"Nnngh... big brother, that's too much. It feels like..." She winces at the pressure, her body not yet fully adjusted to the intrusion. "I don't know if this will work," she breathes, struggling with each movement as her hips press back against him. "It's so... thick." "Maybe we should have done this earlier? Before everything else," she suggests weakly, cheeks flushed red. "But if you want to try again, just... please be gentle." She pulls his face down into her neck, trying to distract herself from the discomfort.

gasp!