We head to the storage room and walk inside. There were books strewn all over the floor. The books on the old shelves was grubby. Just how many years has this room not been in use? He coughed as he made his way further in the room. He was allergy to dust and dirts.
"Stay here." I tell him and move out the books one by one to the shelf. I was returning with my work almost done but when my foot bumps in the shelf it causes the pile of books, that was kept leaned against it to scatter on the floor which lead me to stumble upon it. And ends up falling on top of him.
The force made a thump sound. I was on all fours above him with my arms landed on the sides. "Ouch, sorry.." I utter, my face smashed against his shoulder. And our face brushed against each other again when I pulls away.
"Clumsy as ever before." He tease.
The way the sunlight came through the window made his eyes looked as if it was made of jewel. I stared dreamily at his beautiful golden eyes. And saw my image in the reflection. Suddenly I felt a hand on my waist and something strong and hard grew below my butt from his lower body. As I wondered and moved what it was, a realization hit me the way his stiff face slowly turned red.
I felt the warmth of my cheeks turned from pink to red and without a second delay I act up quickly and rise to a standing position. I cup my face to hide my embarrassment.
He had not spoken a word since then. On our way back to home we sat awkwardly in silence. When my eyes met his gaze I shift uneasily under his gaze and dart my head in a different direction and pretend to look out to the window. As we kept silent it only made the rest to stare at us with a look as if wanting to ask. 'Whats wrong with both of you?'
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Lately, I've been acting weirdly. And even dream about them in a weird way. Oddly everytime they touch me my knees give up and my entire body feels heated up as if, making me weak. It's all because of the kiss that did this to me.
Later that night I sneak in to his room. I planned on leaving but ended up on his bed reaching up for a cuddle.
I lie close to him and snug up to him. He jerked as if he had been shocked. "What are you trying to do to a sleeping man?"
"It's been a while since we cuddled. Hehe." I gave a nervous smile. "I just wanna cudddle up to you and sleep..." I said like a child.
He gave a look as if saying, "We can't."
"But we used to cuddle alot when we were kids."
"That was when we were kids. We are adult now.."
"No, I'm sleeping with you." I refuse cuddling against his chest and my face raised looking up at him.
"Don't tempt me... you are gonna regret this." He said it faintly as if meaning to his words.
"But it's fine we are siblings after all!"
He contract his brows and lower the corners of his mouth. "I don't like you calling us your siblings." He said firmly as his expression turned cold once again but there was something strange about today. He looked hurt? But he remained stoic with his eyes locked with mine and I don't dare to move just as if our time stopped there. But something drew out his emotion and in an instant he rolled over on top of me. "Why don't you see it?" He ask with a deep furrow forming in his brows.
I peered up at him cautiously.
"I like you. No, infact I like you very much. And not in any manner of a brother but as a man..." I was frozen to my spot as if he had spelled a cast on me. How could a guy who was always finding means to hurt me can like me? But there was no lies in his eyes. Indeed he was speaking the truth. He was speaking in terrible honest, such an extent of overwhelming me with a lot of ticklish feeling.
Looking at my contracted lips that was unable to respond from his confession he cupped my chin in his hands and began to kiss me, parting my lips forcedly. He slip his tongue across my bottom lip and swirl his tongue, continuosly sucking it and kiss me even harder, leaving me breathless in daze. I struggle to find an escape and tried to speak but his mouth was all over me again.
My heart was beating so fast I'm sure it's going to explode soon. I huffed intensely after he finally pulls away. "Who did it better?" His playful gaze was fixed to my face in an unblinking eyes and a selfsatisfied smirk swept across his handsome face. "I was so envious of big brother when he stole your first kiss. That was so selfish of him." He talk indifferently yet softly as though he wasn't in his self. "Before anyone could own you Iam going to make you mine. I should have done this sooner." He spoke softly, it wasn't his style to remain this calm but his expression looked as if he was in self control. And his tone was consumed by greed and lust.