Alexia's tongue lightly brushes Chris's lips.
She caresses them with the tip.
It's a slow, sweet movement
Their half-closed eyes meet
And then...
The soft sound of their tongues intertwining fills the warm, steamy air of Alexia's dorm bathroom.
A delicate kiss—their personal way of showing affection for the past two years.
Alexia's hands slide over his body.
She strokes his chest.
Then his belly.
Her touch moves lower.
His thigh.
Then his pubis.
«L-Little bro... you've become... you've really gotten good at kissing...» Alexia pants.
Her words come out muffled as their tongues entwine.
«Did you... maybe practice with some girl while I was away at the academy?»
Chris blushes and he just shakes his head.
«I-I'm sure... I'm sure that when you grow up, you'll break many hearts...» she continues.
Her tongue moves faster inside his mouth.
«But I... I'm already grown up, big sis!» Chris exclaims.
His voice wavers between a scolding tone and quiet sadness.
It's clear that the words "when you grow up" hurt him.
«You're... you're right, little brother... in my eyes, you're still that child who couldn't sleep unless his head was resting on my breast. But now you're at HESPARC Academy.
You're becoming a man now... my man...»
At those words, Chris feels a weight in his chest.
His heart pounds wildly.
Something stirs inside him.
Something is growing...
«L-Little brother...» Alexia pants.
Something brushes her hand—the one caressing his inner thigh.
His erection.
She slowly pulls her head back.
Her tongue slips from his mouth.
«W-What's wrong, big sis...?»
She's flushed.
She stands still for a moment, wide-eyed and dazed, lips parted.
Then, she smiles and shakes her head.
«Nothing, little brother. Nothing... you're just becoming a man... A man with natural instincts. With desires...»
But Chris looks puzzled.
His head tilts up, the nape of his neck resting on her chest.
He stares at her, confused.
«I don't understand, big sis. What are you referring to...?»
Alexia's hand slips again between his thighs.
«I mean this, little brother...» she murmurs.
She gently taps the tip of his foreskin with her index finger.
«...this is undeniable proof that you're really becoming a little man. It gets this big when you're with a woman you have strong feelings for...»
Chris watches her closely.
He contemplates her every move, every word—like she's a goddess.
And to him, she truly is.
For as long as he can remember, Alexia has been the person he admires most.
She's strong.
Beautiful.
Intelligent.
One of the top freshmen in the entire academy.
Chris has always emulated her.
He's always wanted to be like her.
To be with her.
Now more than ever.
Alexia has never stepped down from her role as an idol on a pedestal.
She has taught her beloved little brother everything she learned at the academy.
She's turned him into a precocious prodigy—one who earned entrance to HESPARC Academy three years ahead of schedule.
«And now...? What should I do, big sis...?» Chris asks.
His eyes drop to what's peeking between his legs, blurred by water and foam.
She smiles again, sweetly—but with a hint of mischief.
«You say you've grown up... If that's true, you shouldn't have to ask me.»
Then Alexia looks up at the clock hanging above the bathroom mirror.
«Oh crap, I'm super late for the opening duel!» she exclaims.
She suddenly jumps to her feet.
Her athletic body, toned yet curvy, fills Chris's vision.
Foam and water slide down her smooth, naked skin.
She leaps out of the tub and begins to dry off and get dressed in a hurry.
«Make sure you're in the stands cheering for me, little brother, okay? I might be your beloved big sis, but you know that when I get mad, it's serious trouble!»
Chris gulps and nods silently, clearly intimidated.