Eden woke up with a kiss in his lips. He rubbed his eyelids and became dazed for a while, of course just for appearance sake.
"Good morning, my sweet little brother."
Orlean huskily greeted him. Upon hearing this, he blushed appropriately.
"G-good morning brother."
He meekly said while avoiding the gaze of his brother.
Orlean quickly lifted up his chin and said, "Where's my good morning kiss?"
Eden became redder than before. He dilly-dallied and squirmed but finally landed a quick and soft kiss without extra depth.
"My sweet little brother, you're really innocent. That's not really kissing. This is how it's done."
He demonstrated and acted it out.
Just as they were about to proceed to the development last night, a knock disturbed them. Telling them that breakfast is ready.
Orlean nearly exploded with anger, Eden quickly pacifier him by a promise of doing it later. Orlean became amiable in an instant and Eden himself, became as red as a tomato.
They freshened up and went down the staircase. Greeting their parents and finally sitting down.
Just as Eden was about to get a 2nd serving of french toast, he felt a hand gently massaging his thighs. Creating a subtle and somewhat ticklish feeling. His hand reaching for the toast almost trembled visibly. He then shot a glare to his brother beside him. But this glare really doesn't have deterrent power at all, in fact it kinda fired up Orlean more.
Eden slowly let down his hands to gently peel the claws of his brother to his thighs. But the sinful hand reached higher into his thighs almost at the crotch area. Eden visibly blushed which elicited concerns from their parents.
His only reply was, "I'm okay, just a bit hot. Sorry for worrying you both."
After the conversation, he quickly focused his attention to peeling away the sinful hand who's taking advantage of him. But no matter what he does, it doesn't change anything so he just let it be and focused his attention to eating. Orlean beside him issued a victorious smile while fondling the smooth thighs.
After the breakfast, Eden hurriedly went upstairs and locked the door. Preparing his next play. He was a bit unsatisfied yesterday, an intercourse without penetration is basically like a sandwich without the bread, it doesn't make sense!
He cleaned his backside completely and took extra care in his bath, applying oils and petals. He's gonna lure Orlean into deeper sin.
Wearing his towel just like how a maiden would, he waits for the knock of his brother. And he didn't wait long for it.
As he opened the door, he showed a meek and troubled expression.
"Brother, c-can you just please wait a second? I'll dress up in a bit."
But how could the pervert let him be? He pushed him inside and pulled him to bed. Eden pretentiously clenched his towel around his body.
But his meager strength didn't amount to much, as a single tug from Orlean made the towel loose. Eden became exposed just like that.