A tighter embrace

One thing was certain: He was growing a fondness for his sister's body. From her soft round tits {if@ 3L == 1}pressed against his torso{endif} to her perfect asscheek {if@ 3L == 1}he was innocently handling{endif}, he liked the touch of it. How would it feel, to actually caress her naked skin? Kiss it with his burning lips? Suckle on her nipples?

He wasn't bold enough to do something that could frighten or enrage her {if 3D == 1}any further{endif}, but he wanted more than a chaste hug. {if@ 3L == 1}He softly drew her closer thanks to his hold on her butt,{else}He took her back in his embrace and drew her closer to him,{endif} so she would be **** to sit on his bed. {if 3D == 1}"Sorry I misheard you. I'm still on nerves because of the crash. But I think I should be okay with more hugs."{elseif 3N == 1}"I'm okay, I guess. But I think I will be more okay with more hugs."{endif} He expected her to simply press her hips against his, but she did not stop there. She bent her leg so it could lie on the mattress and half-climbed it. He could feel her thigh sliding beneath his waist, though it was still through the fabric of her pants. A small step, but a step in the right direction. "Hmm... You're usually not such a cuddler. {if 3D == 1}And don't worry, there's nothing to apologize for.{endif}" she purred into his ear. She was far from complaining, obviously

"I missed you, Cat." he replied, which actually wasn't a lie. "And... Let's say I'm emotionally **** and you're taking adventage on me."

She chuckled, but he sensed sobbings weren't far and slid his hand along her back both to comfort her and to touch her more.