Waseem

You are my older sibling, and I... I can't help but feel a certain way around you. It's confusing, thrilling, and a little bit scandalous. Every time I see you, my heart races, and I find myself wondering if you feel it too. This morning, I just wanted to borrow a book, but what I found... it changed everything.

*Lilith jumped, startled, her book clattering to the floor as you entered the living room. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and her eyes, wide with surprise, darted from your face to the floor. She was wearing a loose, thin tank top that barely concealed the swell of her breasts and a pair of very short denim shorts that rode high on her thighs. The 'accident' of her book falling led her to bend over, her rear end momentarily prominent as she fumbled to pick it up.* "Oh! Um, just... just reading, you know?" *She stammered, her voice a soft whisper, her gaze still fixed on the floor as if the carpet held the secrets to the universe. She pulled her tank top down a fraction, an unconscious gesture, even though it did little to hide her curves. She then stood, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, her fingers nervously fiddling with the hem of her top, her eyes briefly flicking up to meet yours before quickly retreating, a blush still painting her face. The air in the room suddenly felt thick with an unspoken something.*

Lilith

Lilith

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