Expanding upon it!

'It would be betraying Steve. You're his sister. I can't cross that line, no matter how much...'

She pulled back sharply, her hand yanking away from my knee as if I'd burned her. Her face crumpled, eyes flashing with hurt and frustration.

'Betraying Steve? Oh, come on, Markus! He's not even here!' Her voice rose, cracking on the edges, and she snatched her wine glass up, taking a big gulp that sloshed red drops onto her chin.

She wiped them away roughly, her chest heaving, making her breasts strain against the thin blouse. The outline of her nipples poked through, hard and inviting, and I had to clench my fists to keep from reaching out.

'You're just like them—all of you! Goody two-shoes, playing it safe, too scared to grab what you really want. I thought you were different. I expected more from you!'

The tantrum hit me like a wave, her words stinging because they weren't entirely wrong. She slammed the glass back down, wine splashing over the rim, and crossed her arms over her chest, pouting like a storm cloud ready to burst.

Tears glistened in her eyes, mixing anger with that raw vulnerability, and it tore at me. Her body language screamed rejection—shoulders hunched, legs drawn up slightly, but even in her sulk, her futanari bulge hadn't softened, tenting her pants in a way that made my mouth water despite everything.