Calling her bluff! (Siblingcest route)

Chapter 3 – Putting a Plan Together (continued)

“You know what? Yes actually.” He schooled his expression to be impassive, but couldn’t help the subtle smirk that graced his lips as he held a hand out to Alex to receive his shirt from her.

She just gaped at him, freezing in place with one arm withdrawn halfway into her sleeve.

So Jason made a motion for her to continue, and she finally answered, “Geeze, Jason… I was just teasing you.”

“I know.” Jason responded, but didn’t withdraw his hand. “But I’m not. You going to give me my shirt back or not?”

She slipped her arm back through her sleeve all the way, “Don’t joke about that. I’ll give it back, but I’m not taking it off right in front of you.”

“Why not?” He asked, “You got a good look at me in the bathroom. It’s only fair you let me get a look at you in return, right?”

“I didn’t really get that good a look, I was too startled and I looked away reflexively.”

“You guys don’t let me use that excuse. Heather gets on my case for ‘perving’ on Kate even if I only get an accidental glimpse of her coming out of the shower.” Jason folded his arms across his chest and frowned at his sister, though he was rather enjoying the exchange so far.

Alex opened her mouth then closed it, trying to come up with another comeback. “I’m not stripping down in the kitchen.” She said at last. “What would Heather or Kate say if they came out and saw us?”

“Fine, then let’s go into the bedroom.” He suggested, walking past her to go that direction.

“What’s gotten into you?” Alex asked, not moving to follow him just yet.

Jason sighed. “Maybe I’m just tired of pretending not to notice you peeping on me so you can get off in the shower thinking about me.”

If she’d been gob smacked before, now she was completely flabbergasted. After a long moment staring at him open mouthed, she finally closed it, grabbed his arm and dragged him into their shared bedroom. She locked the door and spun around to glare at him, though the effect was spoiled by the heated blush on her cheeks and down her neck.

“How long have you known about that?” She whispered fiercely.

“So it’s true?” Jason asked, keeping his voice down to appease his sister somewhat.

“You were bluffing?!” She gasped.

“Well, I’ve had my suspicions for a while, but no proof.”

Alex groaned and put her head in her hands. “This is so fucked up.”

“How so? I’m not judging you for what you fantasize about. You’re not hurting me by thinking about me when you’re in the shower.”

Alex offered a grateful smile, “So you’re fine with it, so long as it’s just a fantasy?”

Jason sat down on his sister’s bed, and looked up at her still standing in the doorway. “I’m fine with it, yeah. I’d rather you be honest about it, and… I’m open to the idea if you’d like it to be more than just a fantasy.” Alex’ eyes widened again and Jason held up a hand for her to let him continue, “I’m not saying I’m necessarily into ****, or that I want to sleep with you or anything. But I’m open to the idea of discussing it, exploring things, and seeing how far we get. So long as we both understand that either one of us can call a halt to it at any time if we decide we’ve reached our limit. Deal?”

Alex stared at him, her eyes wide, and her breathing frantic, and her body trembling.

“Or… we can just forget that this conversation ever happened, if you’d prefer?” Jason added when she didn’t reply right away, trying to offer her a way out.

“Oh god!” Alex sat down on the bed next to him, obviously having difficulty deciding.

“Hey, Alex.” He said gently, then continued when she looked up at him, “It’s okay. It’s really okay, I promise.”

“I’ve imagined how this might go for years.” She admitted in a tight voice, “Never thought it would go like this, or that I’d feel this… conflicted.”

“Do you want to pretend this didn’t happen? Or at least table this conversation, for now?” He asked her.

She seemed to think it over for a long moment then nodded, “Yeah, I don’t know what I think about any of this, to be honest.” She got back to her feet, and moved away from him. But then she sighed, her shoulders slumping. “But we can’t just go back to normal, can we? Not now that we know…”

“Hey, just knowing doesn’t mean things have to change. We can still be friends, we can still be brother and sister; we just know we like looking at each other now. It doesn’t have to be any more than that, if we don’t both agree for it to be more.”

She turned back to face him, and offered a grateful smile, though there were still unshed tears in her eyes. “Thanks.” She said simply then surprised him by swiftly pulling his shirt up over her head and tossing it at him, though she turned away before he had a chance to really get a good look. “Now we’re even.” She mumbled, as she stepped over to her dresser and began rummaging for a replacement night shirt.

Jason stared at her exposed back. Her skin was pretty pale, her tan lines showing she didn’t spend much time outside in anything lighter than a t-shirt, despite living relatively close to the beach and half a dozen public pools. He also noted that she had probably a few dozen freckles scattered all over her torso, not nearly as many as Kate did just on her face, but enough to draw the eye. She was fit and healthy, but didn’t look like an athlete. There was a pleasant softness to her curves, her waist thin and her hips softly rounded. He could make out the ridges of her spine and her shoulder blades, but not her ribs.

He was startled out of his musings as she tossed a second shirt at him, followed closely by a third, then a fourth. In less than a minute he had nearly a dozen shirts piled up on or next to him, and all of them appeared to be his shirts, some of which he hadn’t seen for years. Though, most of them were fairly nondescript, and he guessed he’d probably seen her wearing some of them many times without recognizing them. It was luck she happened to be wearing one with a logo he could identify that night.

“Damn it!” She said, slumping against her dresser. “I don’t have any sleep shirts that aren’t yours. Ugh, I’m really fucked up…” She trailed off into a whimper then her shoulders shuddered.

“You’ve been collecting my shirts for a while then?” He asked.

She nodded, without facing him.

He got to his feet when he heard a faint sob. In an instant he crossed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She stiffened in his arm, “Jason, I’m… I’m still half-naked…” She protested, fighting back her tears.

“You’re my gorgeous, loving, amazing sister, and nothing that happened tonight will ever change that, okay?” She shivered in his arms, and he laid his cheek against her still mussed up hair, and resisted the urge to ogle her over her shoulder.

After a moment, Alex began to relax in his grip. “You can keep the shirts.” He murmured after she seemed to have calmed down.

“But…”

“No buts. I don’t mind, and none of them are shirts I’ll miss. Just ask me before you borrow any new ones, okay?”

Alex sniffed, and rubbed her cheeks chuckling through her tears, “Okay, thanks.” He heard a smile in her voice. “Hey, um… How long are you going to keep hugging me?”

“As long as you’ll let me.” He said softly against her hair.

“I’m… I probably… I should put on a shirt…” She said, starting to get flustered.

“But I like hugging your bare skin. You’re soft, and warm.”

“Yeah but, I’m your sister…” Alex tried to turn a little to look up at him over her shoulder, but the position he held her in made that difficult.

“Would it make you feel better if I took off my shirt too?” He asked.

“What?! No!” She squirmed, and he finally released her.

She moved quickly past him to go to her bed, looking through the shirts that had been piled up there. “You looking for this?” He asked, holding the original shirt she’d thrown at his face toward her.

She covered her chest with one arm as she turned back to him then snatched the shirt out of his outstretched hand. “You really are a perv, aren’t you?” She asked, though there was playfulness in her eyes, and she was no longer crying.

He just shrugged, “Honestly, I’m not getting aroused or anything, I’m just trying to make you feel more comfortable with this strange situation by acting as casually about it as possible. Is it working?”

She held the shirt in front of her, and considered him for a moment before nodding, “Yeah, actually, I guess it is.” Then she grinned, dropped both her arms to her sides, and stood there for a moment fully exposed before pulling the shirt back on over her head. “That’s for being so nice about this.” She told him. “Now, we should probably go to bed. I know you don’t have work until late in the morning, but I’ve got school at seven.”

“So long as you’re okay.” He insisted, giving her a hard look.

“Yeah, I’m okay, at least for now. We can figure out this, this thing between us when we’re both more awake.”

“Alright, I’ll try not to make it too weird.” He assured her before heading towards his bed.

“That ship has sailed.” She muttered as he disappeared out of sight behind the privacy screen.

He heard her settling in to bed as he did the same. The last thing he did before falling asleep was check the MRE app one more time.

Alexandra Kelly

Relationship: Brother, Confidant

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Affection 90, Friendship 71, Love 70, Playfulness 68, Loyalty 59, Protectiveness 49 (+1), Admiration 38, Trust 37 (+2), Worry 29, Lust 14 (+7), Submissiveness 13 (+3)

Special Traits: Fantasy Crush, **** Kink, Taboo Kink

Hidden Traits: Secret Shame (Revealed)

Temporary Traits: Lesser Protective Ward

There were certainly some interesting and dramatic changes, though not nearly as much as he’d gotten with Chloe earlier. But he guessed that such large number adjustments had something to do with who Chloe herself was, and the nature of the night’s revelations. Still, he worried that things between him and Alex had just gotten a lot more complicated, and he wondered if he should have handled things differently. Perhaps he should have revealed her secret traits before confronting her about her kink, maybe he would have tried to be more gentle about it if he’d known about her ‘secret shame’.

But he guessed he’d have to worry about that more later, and hopefully they could work things out to their mutual benefit over the coming days.