Caught by the big sister

It was late now, so cleanup should have been easy. Megan carefully peeked out of her room's door, saw a clear shot to the bathroom, and walked out to--

"Really, little nerd?" Megan's older sister, Jasmine, was waiting in ambush off to the side of the hall. She laughed, but there was nervousness mixed in with the amusement. "I see PROBLEMS. I was going to tease you harder, but maybe you should have asked me for help."

Megan was wearing her bra and panties. Jasmine looked at the "easily forgiven" marks.

"You have a body-writing fetish and that's what gets you hot? You really are hopeless."

Megan's whole body was hot with rage. Jasmine moved toward Megan's room and Megan tried to get in the way, but Jasmine scrunched up her face in disgust and pushed Megan firmly away.

"HEY! Get that damn thing away from me! Groooooossssssss!" Jasmine stared in horror at the no-longer-virgin cucumber.

"I-- You-- You approached me, let me throw this thing the fuck away, can you prioritize your teasing agenda to LESSEN the impacts of my errors?"

"Are you trying to talk down to me? Those words aren't even that fancy. You sound fucking stupid."

"I'M TOO ANNOYED TO TALK STRAIGHT!"

"It's 'think straight' isn't it?"

"FUCK OFF JIZZMIN!"

"I'm not the one uncomfortable with my sex life, that 'insult' is pure cringe, you--"

"I KNOW THAT! It just slipped out!"

"See, there, using your head."

"Don't act li--HEY DON'T GO IN MY ROOM!" Megan feebly followed Jasmine. She didn't want to get shoved again, and risk dropping the slimy green evidence.

"Yeaurgh! Megan, put something down first? And use a better lube? And a better object? And maybe some mood music... And a kinkier kink."

Jasmine saw the marker, and picked it up.