Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Special Heat:>Ep3

I blinked awake. My room was pitch dark. I felt something wrapped around me and looked down. Betsy! Oh shit!

It was one thing to snuggle. Weird, maybe, but not out of the realm. Falling asleep in the same bed, however, was a really bad idea. We would have a tough time explaining that to Mom and Dad in any way that wouldn't come off as wrong. I shook my little sister awake.

"Feel warm," she mumbled.

I shoved her again. Betsy's eye slowly opened, then popped wide.

"You fell asleep," I told her.

"Oh crap!" Betsy said, "Bran, I'm so sorry."

"I don't care, but Mom and Dad will," I said.

Betsy gathered herself together and got out of the bed. "It was nice and warm with you. I guess a little too warm. I'll slip out quietly."

I watched as my sister tried to ninja out of the room, but it was more like traipsing. Finally, after tripping twice and almost walking into a wall, Betsy managed to make her way to the hall.

I sighed and leaned back into my pillow. That was a close one. While I didn't think there was anything specifically wrong with what we were doing, something about it, I knew, would look plenty inappropriate to our parents. We needed to be more careful.

I closed my eyes but couldn't fall back asleep. I ended up staring at my phone till 4am, frustratingly awake.

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thinking about what might happen that night. Again, it wasn't something I could rationally explain. Who spent this much time looking forward to being with their

This time, she didn't wait for me to respond, she just opened

something different," she said, when

if it was OK --

can keep doing this, but we need to be more careful," I said, as Betsy lay next to me. "Falling asleep like that? Mom and Dad would be

cuddle with my big brother?"

"It doesn't matter what it

Betsy said, "Mom and Dad know I'm

it's not

she scooched in closer. "But I can stay for a bit, right? Till I get

"Of course," I said.

chest. Let her fingers play on my bare flank. I found myself slowly stroking her hoodie-covered back. I could barely feel the girl under all

shirt," Betsy said,

it make you uncomfortable? Do

"Like I

the same thing back to her. But, for one thing, I didn't have any idea what my sister's chest was like because she always had it covered. And for another, she was my sister. Flirting that way was not OK. We lay there in silence for a bit, lightly stroking each other. I listened to my sister's soft breath. The little sounds she made as she got comfortable. She had this way of

this," Betsy said, "Warming up

"I like it, too."

I could only have with a sibling. Another boy would have expectations, you know? Hugging can't just be hugging -- it has to be the prelude to, well, things I'm not ready to do. And most brothers would be all awkward about it. I guess I'm saying

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