Rest for now

The air in Hailey’s bedroom was thick with the scent of coconut and pure, undiluted tension. Cody’s nosebleed dripped onto the front of his shirt, a single, stark crimson drop, but his eyes never left the form of his sister, currently piloted by his best friend. His hands still cupped the plush curve of her backside, the heat of his touch searing through the thin robe.

Aaron-in-Hailey recoiled from the intimate grip, a flush of heat—part embarrassment, part something else entirely—creeping up her neck. “Dude!! That’s still me in here!”

Cody finally released his hold, wiping his nose with the back of his hand, leaving a smeared red trail. “Sorry, man. It’s just… right there. And it’s a really nice ass.” He shook his head, trying to clear the hormonal fog. “So, what are you gonna do? Are you… staying in there?” The question was laced with a mix of hope and trepidation.

Aaron paused, truly considering it for the first time. Leaving meant being a powerless ghost. Staying… staying meant feeling the soft give of the mattress under him, the gentle weight on his chest, the lingering, electric tingle where Cody’s hands had been. It was a prison, but it was a deeply sensuous one.

“I… I think I have to,” Aaron said, his voice a conflicted blend of Hailey’s soft alto and his own resolve. “I need to be solid. I need to be able to do something. I can’t just float around, watching that thing live my life.”

A slow, lecherous grin spread across Cody’s face. “You’re one lucky bastard, you know that? I’d kill for that power. Just, whoosh, into any girl you want.” He let out a low whistle. “Hell, if I could do what you’re doing right now, you know what I’d do?”

Aaron raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a gesture that felt strangely natural. “What?”

“I’d… well, I’d… explore,” Cody finished lamely, his eyes flicking down to the V of the robe. “You know. Take her for a test drive. See what all the fuss is about.”

A jolt, equal parts shock and a dark, curious thrill, shot through Aaron. The idea was monstrous. It was also, he realized with a sinking feeling, incredibly tempting. The physical feedback from this body was a constant, low hum of sensation, a map of pleasure he was only beginning to read.

“You mean… masturbate? In your sister?” Aaron asked, the words feeling foreign and illicit on Hailey’s tongue.

Cody’s grin vanished, replaced by a look of protective alarm. “Whoa, no! Dude, of course not! That’s my sister, man. That’s just… that’s a line. A big, huge, do-not-cross line.” He crossed his arms over his chest, the picture of offended frat-brotherly honor.

Aaron couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at Hailey’s lips. “Oh, come on. Don’t give me that. If you had this power, you’re telling me you wouldn’t, just for a second, pop in to see what it felt like? Just out of curiosity?” He leaned forward slightly, the robe gaping open another inch. “Be honest.”

Cody’s eyes were locked on that revealed sliver of smooth skin. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Well… I mean… maybe. Just to know. For science. But I wouldn’t… enjoy it. Not like that.” His protest was weak, betrayed by the renewed redness on his cheeks and the obvious tightness in his jeans.

“Fair point,” Aaron conceded, though a new, unfamiliar heat was pooling low in Hailey’s abdomen, stirred up by the taboo nature of the conversation and Cody’s intense, hungry gaze. “But that’s still your sister’s body you’re thinking about.”

“Don’t remind me,” Cody groaned, running a hand through his hair. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand and yawned, a huge, jaw-cracking thing. “Look, it’s late. My parents are out of town, so it’s just us. You can… stay in there. For tonight. Figure things out in the morning.”

The offer was a lifeline. Solid ground. “You mean it?”

“Yeah, I mean it. But you have to promise me something,” Cody said, his tone turning serious. He took a step closer, his presence suddenly overwhelming in the small room. “Promise you won’t do anything… you know. Anything perverted with her. With it. With… that.” He gestured vaguely at all of Hailey.

Aaron looked down at the hands he now owned—slender, with perfectly manicured nails. He felt the steady, calm beat of Hailey’s heart, the soft inhale and exhale of her lungs. It was a sacred trust, violated the moment he entered without asking. But it was also his only weapon.

“I promise,” Aaron said, meeting Cody’s gaze with Hailey’s earnest brown eyes. “No funny business. Scout’s honor.”

“Okay. Okay, good.” Cody seemed to relax, the tension melting from his shoulders. “My room’s right across the hall if you… need anything.” The offer hung in the air, loaded with a dozen unspoken meanings.

He turned to leave, pausing at the doorframe. He looked back, his eyes once again doing a slow, appreciative slide down the length of the purple robe. “Night, Aaron.”

“Night, Cody.”

The door clicked shut, leaving Aaron alone in the silent, girly room, encased in the warm, delicate, and intensely arousing flesh of his best friend’s sister. The promise echoed in his mind. No funny business. He walked over to Hailey’s full-length mirror, untied the robe, and let it slide down her shoulders to puddle on the floor.

There she was. Every perfect, devastating inch. His. For now.

His hand—her hand—trembled as he raised it. The promise was to Cody. But the throbbing, curious ache deep inside her was a promise to himself. His fingertips brushed against a taut, pink nippleThe air in Hailey’s bedroom was thick with the scent of coconut and pure, undiluted tension. Cody’s nosebleed dripped onto the front of his shirt, a single, stark crimson drop, but his eyes never left the form of his sister, currently piloted by his best friend. His hands still cupped the plush curve of her backside, the heat of his touch searing through the thin robe.

Aaron-in-Hailey recoiled from the intimate grip, a flush of heat—part embarrassment, part something else entirely—creeping up her neck. “Dude!! That’s still me in here!”

Cody finally released his hold, wiping his nose with the back of his hand, leaving a smeared red trail. “Sorry, man. It’s just… right there. And it’s a really nice ass.” He shook his head, trying to clear the hormonal fog. “So, what are you gonna do? Are you… staying in there?” The question was laced with a mix of hope and trepidation.

Aaron paused, truly considering it for the first time. Leaving meant being a powerless ghost. Staying… staying meant feeling the soft give of the mattress under him, the gentle weight on his chest, the lingering, electric tingle where Cody’s hands had been. It was a prison, but it was a deeply sensuous one.

“I… I think I have to,” Aaron said, his voice a conflicted blend of Hailey’s soft alto and his own resolve. “I need to be solid. I need to be able to do something. I can’t just float around, watching that thing live my life.”

A slow, lecherous grin spread across Cody’s face. “You’re one lucky bastard, you know that? I’d kill for that power. Just, whoosh, into any girl you want.” He let out a low whistle. “Hell, if I could do what you’re doing right now, you know what I’d do?”

Aaron raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a gesture that felt strangely natural. “What?”

“I’d… well, I’d… explore,” Cody finished lamely, his eyes flicking down to the V of the robe. “You know. Take her for a test drive. See what all the fuss is about.”

A jolt, equal parts shock and a dark, curious thrill, shot through Aaron. The idea was monstrous. It was also, he realized with a sinking feeling, incredibly tempting. The physical feedback from this body was a constant, low hum of sensation, a map of pleasure he was only beginning to read.

“You mean… masturbate? In your sister?” Aaron asked, the words feeling foreign and illicit on Hailey’s tongue.

Cody’s grin vanished, replaced by a look of protective alarm. “Whoa, no! Dude, of course not! That’s my sister, man. That’s just… that’s a line. A big, huge, do-not-cross line.” He crossed his arms over his chest, the picture of offended frat-brotherly honor.

Aaron couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at Hailey’s lips. “Oh, come on. Don’t give me that. If you had this power, you’re telling me you wouldn’t, just for a second, pop in to see what it felt like? Just out of curiosity?” He leaned forward slightly, the robe gaping open another inch. “Be honest.”

Cody’s eyes were locked on that revealed sliver of smooth skin. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Well… I mean… maybe. Just to know. For science. But I wouldn’t… enjoy it. Not like that.” His protest was weak, betrayed by the renewed redness on his cheeks and the obvious tightness in his jeans.

“Fair point,” Aaron conceded, though a new, unfamiliar heat was pooling low in Hailey’s abdomen, stirred up by the taboo nature of the conversation and Cody’s intense, hungry gaze. “But that’s still your sister’s body you’re thinking about.”

“Don’t remind me,” Cody groaned, running a hand through his hair. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand and yawned, a huge, jaw-cracking thing. “Look, it’s late. My parents are out of town, so it’s just us. You can… stay in there. For tonight. Figure things out in the morning.”

The offer was a lifeline. Solid ground. “You mean it?”

“Yeah, I mean it. But you have to promise me something,” Cody said, his tone turning serious. He took a step closer, his presence suddenly overwhelming in the small room. “Promise you won’t do anything… you know. Anything perverted with her. With it. With… that.” He gestured vaguely at all of Hailey.

Aaron looked down at the hands he now owned—slender, with perfectly manicured nails. He felt the steady, calm beat of Hailey’s heart, the soft inhale and exhale of her lungs. It was a sacred trust, violated the moment he entered without asking. But it was also his only weapon.

“I promise,” Aaron said, meeting Cody’s gaze with Hailey’s earnest brown eyes. “No funny business. Scout’s honor.”

“Okay. Okay, good.” Cody seemed to relax, the tension melting from his shoulders. “My room’s right across the hall if you… need anything.” The offer hung in the air, loaded with a dozen unspoken meanings.

He turned to leave, pausing at the doorframe. He looked back, his eyes once again doing a slow, appreciative slide down the length of the purple robe. “Night, Aaron.”

“Night, Cody.”

The door clicked shut, leaving Aaron alone in the silent, girly room, encased in the warm, delicate, and intensely arousing flesh of his best friend’s sister. The promise echoed in his mind. No funny business. He walked over to Hailey’s full-length mirror, untied the robe, and let it slide down her shoulders to puddle on the floor.

There she was. Every perfect, devastating inch. His. For now.

His hand—her hand—trembled as he raised it. The promise was to Cody. But the throbbing, curious ache deep inside her was a promise to himself. His fingertips brushed against a taut, pink nipple. Aaron ignore it as he cover himself with the blanket.