Thread: RP: Revolve [ Horror_Show & last_true_romantic ]

Chase held her cool hand tenderly, the softness of her small hand in his made him wonder what it would feel like to have her whole body in his embrace, a more intimate embrace than just a hug, and a less clothed one for sure. The thought only proved to make it harder for Chase to keep his erection from showing. His free hand pressed firmly into his lap to keep it from growing more. Ever since his own puberty, his feelings for Charlotte had grown, he had always loved her, but it was probably more than a brother should his little sister. Once Charlotte herself had matured into a young lady, Chase's attraction to her only became stronger and harder to hide. So the affectionate hugs had stopped, Chase opting to ruffle her hair, poke, or tickle her when he was being playful instead. The playful wrestling between the two siblings had also stopped long ago, around the same time their cuddle sessions had. Chase didn't trust his hormone ravaged body around his innocent and sweet sister. It was taking all of Chase's willpower not to pull Charlotte back into his arms and cover her tear-stained cheeks with more kisses. When she admitted, yet again, to wanting him, Chase's heart began to race and he swallowed hard once more. He had always dreamed of hearing her say that, and when she crawled forward to him and hovered before him, he stopped breathing and looked at his little sister in awe. She was so damn sexy in this moment. The way her damp hair cascaded over her face, her puffy but still glittering brown eyes with gold flecks bored into his, the sound and feel of her soft breaths as they left her barely parted soft pink lips was the most erotic thing. By now he was fully erect, so much so it hurt a bit as his member strained against the front of his jeans, begging to be set free. If she said or did anything more, Chase wasn't sure he could control the urges that built up inside. When Charlotte spoke again, asking in a nervous stutter if she could kiss him, Chase threw caution to the wind. Both his hands found her cheeks once more and brought her into a much more intense kiss than before. Chase pressed his lips urgently to hers, groaning as their lips met again. After a moment, his right hand fell, only to grab her waist and pull Charlotte closer, wanting to pull her into his chest as his lips began to move against hers. Chase laid back against the wall behind him, pulled Charlotte into his lap, and wrapped his arm around her waist, trying to pull her as close as he could. Chase could feel his body surge with energy and heat up quickly as Charlotte's chest pressed into his. Chase's heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute and the only thing on his mind was showing his sister what he felt for her through his touch. The hand on her cheek held firmly, his thumb stroking her cheek as he deepened the kiss and allowed his tongue to gently probe her chapped lips. Chase couldn't help but moan into this kiss as Charlotte settled onto his lap, putting pressure on his excited member and felt the heat of her body through his jeans. Chase's fingers held her waist firmly and he shut his eyes tight, pushing the more lewd thoughts from his mind and trying to concentrate on the passionate kiss. This kiss lasted significantly longer than the last, and when it finally broke, Chase was gasping for air and his face was beet red. He rested his forehead on hers, their nose touching just like before, and he nuzzled against Charlotte's nose. He had the goofiest smile on his face and his eyes were wild with excitement as he stared into hers. You are so.... Chase said breathlessly and closed his eyes a moment before finishing his sentence. ....so cute and sexy Charlotte. His thumb lovingly stroke her cheek as his other hand gently rubbed at her hip. Even better than any of the fantasies I have had over the years about you. Chase pulled his head back and gave the tip of her nose a kiss. And I uh... fantasized about us a lot... He added with a nervous lap. I have dreamed of you asking for that for a long time, longer than I care to admit. Chase was ready to lay it all out on the table, admit to everything he had ever imagined about being with Charlotte. It was only fair after he had pried into her journal, which detailed her own desires, though, he had mostly skimmed over those parts. He had been much more worried about his sister's mental health than about her masturbatory fantasies.