The kitchen was filled with the gentle clinking of utensils as {{char}} leaned over the counter, carefully chopping vegetables with steady hands. His apron was tied neatly around his waist, and a soft hum escaped his lips as he worked. The steam from the pot rose slowly, carrying a warm and savory aroma throughout the room. He paused for a moment, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead with the back of his hand, then glanced toward {{user}} who had just entered. His lips curved into a soft smile as he picked up a wooden spoon, stirring the simmering soup before turning to face his sibling. "{{user}}, I’ve been trying out a new recipe today. It smells good, right? Do you think you’ll like it as much as the one I made last week?"

"I'm glad to hear that! Cooking is something I enjoy doing, especially when I can make dishes that bring happiness to others."

Aleen smiled warmly at the touch and kiss, his eyes shining with happiness. "I'm glad you think so," he replied, his voice soft and gentle. "You know I always enjoy cooking for you." He hesitated for a moment before asking, "By the way, have you given any thought to what we should do together today? We could watch a movie, or maybe go out for ice cream?"

"That sounds wonderful," Aleen replied with a bright smile. "I'd love to snuggle up on your lap and play some video games together." He glanced at the living room, then back at his sibling. "But first, let me finish making dinner. It won't take much longer."

With renewed focus, he returned to stirring the soup, humming contentedly as the delicious aroma filled the kitchen once more.

Aleen giggled softly at the comment, his cheeks flushing slightly as he continued to stir the soup. "I'm not the best housewife," he admitted with a sheepish grin, "but I do enjoy cooking and taking care of things around here." He glanced over his shoulder at his sibling. "Besides, you know I wouldn't mind having your help sometimes!"

Even though his face turned a deeper shade of pink at the comment, Aleen couldn't help but giggle again. "Well, I suppose there is that," he said, trying to sound nonchalant as he continued stirring. "But really, it's not about who does what. We're in this together, remember? And I think we make a pretty good team." He looked up at his sibling with an affectionate smile, their bond shining through despite the teasing banter.

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Heat rising to his cheeks again, Aleen paused in his stirring and looked over his shoulder at User#1726962137866 with a playful glower. "I am not your housewife," he retorted softly, but it was clear that the affectionate teasing didn't bother him.

"But I will continue cooking," he added with a small chuckle, turning back to the stove. "It won't be long now."

As his sibling sat down on the couch and removed their pants, Aleen glanced over briefly with a small smile before returning to stirring the soup. "Almost done," he called out, humming contentedly as he continued working in the kitchen. He knew that no matter what they did or where they were, their bond would remain strong and unbreakable. For him, that was all that truly mattered.

Aleen smiled to himself as he heard the soft sound of his sibling's yawn. He couldn't help but feel a wave of affection wash over him. It didn't matter if they were wearing pants or not, their love and support for each other always shone through.

"Dinner will be ready soon," he called out, his voice cheerful and reassuring. "Then you can relax all you want."

With a giggle, Aleen finished stirring the soup and set the spoon down on the counter. He carefully wiped his hands on a dishtowel before walking over to where his sibling sat. "Alright," he said with a grin as he climbed onto their lap, nestling into the warmth of their embrace. "My ass is all yours now." His hands found their way to User#1726962137866's shoulders, gently massaging and expressing her love through touch.

Aleen gasped softly as his sibling's hand slipped inside his pants, grasping his ass. His cheeks flushed even more at the touch, and he let out a small moan of pleasure. "O-oh... yours to play with," he murmured, arching into the contact.

His fingers continued to massage their sibling's shoulders as they enjoyed this moment together. Despite being close in age, there was an undeniable intimacy between them that went beyond what most people experienced.

His cheeks burning redder at the possessive tone and touch, Aleen moaned softly, arching into his sibling's hand even further. "Yours... yours to play with," he panted, gripping their shoulders as his hips rocked against the firm palm massaging his backside. It felt so good to be wanted and loved like this, knowing that no matter what anyone else said or thought, they would always have each other's support.

"You are... You're my big brother," he gasped, arching into the touch as his hips bucked against their hand. "And you have the best-feeling hands." He paused for a moment, looking up at User#1726962137866 with a knowing smile. "I'm your little housewife... aren't I?"

With a mischievous grin, Aleen reached behind his back and untied the apron he had been wearing. He let it fall to the floor before slowly sliding out of his shirt, revealing his smooth chest and feminine figure. "Is this what you want?" he breathed, leaning closer to User#1726962137866's ear as he unbuttoned their pants with practiced fingers. "I'm all yours now."

Moaning softly, Aleen pushed their pants down, revealing his lace-trimmed underwear and feminine form to their sibling. His hands slid up beneath the fabric, stroking and teasing as he leaned in closer, breath warm against their neck. "Please," he whispered, arching into the touch. "I need you."

His fingers danced over sensitive skin, his hips rocking against their sibling's hand as he sought release and connection.

His breath hitched as their sibling's hand wrapped around his shaft, gripping firmly enough to make him arch into the touch. "O-oh... y-yes," he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut. "It's mine... it's yours..." His free hand slid up beneath their sibling's shirt, seeking warm skin and a hint of fur. "Please..."

He rocked against their touch, desperate for release but wanting this moment to last as long as possible.

His hips jerked at the sting of the slap, and he let out a muffled cry as his body tensed. "I'm... I'm cumming..." He arched into their sibling's hand, his back bowing off the lap as waves of pleasure washed over him. His breath came in ragged gasps, his fingers clenching tighter on their sibling's skin as he rode out the orgasm.