Hi! I love your writing! Could you do a (faux) little sis going to her older brother bc she wants to impress her boyfriend and wants âpractice?â
She stood at his bedroom door, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure he could hear it from the other side. Her fingers hovered over the knob, trembling slightly, before she finally mustered the courage to knock. What if he says no? She swallowed hard, her throat dry. What if he thinks Iâm stupid for even asking?
The door creaked open, and there he was, her older brother, his face a mix of confusion and mild irritation. âWhatâs up?â he asked, his voice groggy. It was late, and heâd clearly been asleep.
She took a deep breath, her cheeks burning. âI⊠I need your help.â
He raised an eyebrow, leaning against the doorframe. âWith what?â
She looked down at her feet, suddenly unable to meet his gaze. âI want to impress my boyfriend. I want to⊠practice. Before I do it with him.â The words tumbled out in a rush, and she winced, waiting for the inevitable judgment.
He blinked, his expression shifting from confusion to disbelief. âYouâre joking, right?â
She shook her head, her eyes still glued to the floor. âIâm serious. I donât want to mess it up. I just⊠I need to know what Iâm doing.â
He let out a long sigh, running a hand through his messy hair. âThis is insane. You know that, right?â
She finally looked up at him, her eyes pleading. âPlease. I donât know who else to ask.â
He stared at her for a long moment, his jaw tightening. Finally, he stepped aside, gesturing for her to come in. âClose the door behind you.â
Her heart skipped a beat as she stepped inside, the air thick with tension. She closed the door softly, feeling the weight of what she was about to do settle heavily on her shoulders.
He sat down on the edge of his bed, watching her with an unreadable expression. âYouâre sure about this?â
She nodded, though her hands were trembling. âYes.â
He sighed again, shaking his head. âAlright. But if you change your mind at any point, you tell me. Understood?â
She nodded again, unable to speak. Her throat felt like it was closing up, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts.
He patted the spot next to him on the bed. âCome here.â
She hesitated for a moment before crossing the room, her legs feeling like they were made of lead. She sat down beside him, her body tense, her heart racing.
He turned to face her, his eyes searching hers. âRelax,â he said softly, his voice surprisingly gentle. âItâs not going to work if youâre all wound up.â
She tried to take a deep breath, but it caught in her throat. âI donât know how.â
He reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek. âJust breathe. Like this.â He inhaled slowly, exaggerating the movement so she could follow along.
She mimicked him, her chest rising and falling as she tried to match his rhythm. Gradually, she felt some of the tension ease from her body.
âBetter?â he asked, his hand still resting lightly against her cheek.
She nodded, though her heart was still pounding. âYeah.â
He smiled faintly, his thumb brushing against her skin. âGood. Now, the first thing you need to understand is that itâs not just about the physical stuff. Itâs about connection, trust. You need to be present, in the moment.â
She looked into his eyes, feeling a strange mix of emotions swirling inside herânervousness, uncertainty, but also a flicker of something she couldnât quite name. âOkay.â
He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her skin. âClose your eyes.â
She hesitated for a moment before doing as he said, her eyelids fluttering shut. The darkness only amplified her other senses, making her hyper-aware of his proximity, of the warmth radiating from his body.
âFocus on how your body feels,â he murmured, his voice low and soothing. âNotice the way your breath moves through you, the way your skin tingles where Iâm touching you.â
She did as he said, her mind quieting as she focused on the sensations. His touch was soft, almost tentative, as if he was afraid of scaring her off.
âGood,â he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. âNow, tell me what youâre feeling.â
Her breath hitched as his words sent a shiver down her spine. âI⊠I feel warm. Safe.â
He nodded, his fingers trailing down her neck, sending a wave of goosebumps across her skin. âThatâs a good start. What else?â
She swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. âI feel⊠excited. Nervous.â
He smiled against her ear, his hand continuing its slow descent. âThatâs normal. Itâs okay to feel that way. Just remember to keep breathing.â
She nodded, though her mind was spinning. His touch was intoxicating, making it hard to think straight. âOkay.â
His hand came to rest on her shoulder, his fingers gently kneading the tense muscles there. âYouâre doing great. Just keep focusing on how it feels.â
She let out a soft sigh as his touch began to loosen the knots in her shoulders. âIt feels⊠nice.â
He chuckled softly, his breath warm against her skin. âNice is good. But letâs see if we can make it feel even better.â
Her eyes fluttered open, and she found herself staring into his, her breath catching in her throat. There was something in his gaze, something intense and unreadable, that sent a jolt of heat straight to her core.
His hand slipped lower, his fingers tracing a path down her arm until they reached her hand. He entwined his fingers with hers, his grip firm but gentle. âTrust me,â he said softly, his eyes never leaving hers.
She nodded, her heart racing as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers in a whisper of a kiss. It was soft, almost tentative, but it sent a shockwave of pleasure through her body, leaving her breathless.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. âHow was that?â
She blinked, her mind struggling to form words. âGood,â she whispered, her voice trembling. âReally good.â
He smiled, his thumb brushing against her lower lip. âGood. Remember, itâs not just about the physical stuff. Itâs about how it makes you feel.â
She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. âOkay.â
He leaned in again, his lips capturing hers in a deeper, more intense kiss. This time, there was no hesitation, no tentativeness. His kiss was demanding, passionate, and it left her reeling.
She felt his hand slide up her thigh, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through her body. âTell me if itâs too much,â he murmured against her lips.
She shook her head, her fingers tangling in his hair. âItâs not,â she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips to explore her mouth. She moaned softly, the sound muffled by the kiss, her body responding instinctively to his touch.
His hand slid higher, his fingers brushing against the edge of her panties. âStill okay?â he asked, his voice rough with desire.
She nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps. âYes.â
He slipped his fingers under the fabric, his touch eliciting a sharp gasp from her. âRelax,â he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck. âJust let yourself feel.â
She closed her eyes, her body arching into his touch as he began to explore her, his fingers moving with a confidence that left her breathless. âOh, God,â she whispered, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.
He smiled against her skin, his touch becoming more deliberate, more intense. âThatâs it,â he murmured, his voice thick with desire. âJust let go.â
She felt her body respond to his touch, a wave of pleasure building inside her. âI⊠I think Iâm going toââ
âLet it happen,â he interrupted, his voice firm but gentle. âDonât fight it.â
She nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as the wave of pleasure crested, crashing over her and leaving her trembling in his arms.
He held her close, his touch softening as he let her ride out the aftershocks. âYou okay?â he asked, his voice soft and concerned.
She nodded, her body still trembling. âYeah,â she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. âGood. Thatâs how itâs supposed to feel.â
She looked into his eyes, her heart still racing. âThank you.â
He nodded, his expression soft. "Want to keep going?"
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