Nothing is sacred between siblings. (Hat + Rawrg)

He groaned softly as he felt her swallow him, his member warmed by the soft walls of her mouth and the back of her throat. He pet her hair gently, hoping that she knew she could pull out anytime she wished. He had a feeling it would be hard for her.

Jordan had to let her throat relax. She didn't swallow any more of him just yet, just closed her eyes and breathed slowly through her nose, trying not to choke on him. Her fingers were still stroking him, slowly, gently, to keep him excited.

He relaxed as well, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation of her lips and mouth. "So... good." he murmured softly, petting her hair and making soft happy noises. She'd reached the happy middle, not making him come fast but not taking too long either.

Jordan continued to suck on him, work his base with her fingers, but only gently. She was slow and gentle and loving. Shyly, she ran her tongue all around the under side of his member, continuing to suckle his shaft and head.

He was coming closer and closer with each moment.
"Ahg... Ah! J-j-jordaaaan..." jhe said softly, her tongue now generating a whole new set of feelings that surprised him. "OIh... I... I'm... Nnnn....."

Jordan blushed. She was prepared this time. Shyly, she clamped her lips tighter around him, sucking hard, closing her eyes. "Mm..." She hummed a little, like he had, to stimulate him more. She wanted him to come, inside of her mouth this time, so that she could taste it and swallow every drop.

Andrew grunted, coming harder than before, his eyes closing as he relaxed, spurting in several bursts like a bad faucet. "J-jordaan..." he managed, almost falling out of the chair from lightheadedness. So goooood... "Jordan...." he mumbled before finishing, looking down at her with a smile.

Jordan blushed and swallowed it all. It was more filling than she'd expected--she found herself wondering if his fluids had a lot of protein in them. Slowly, she climbed up from under the table and into his lap, closing her eyes. She was sleepy.

He picked her up and carried her over to the bed, layting her down and pulling the covers over them. He kissed her forehead, pulling her close to him. "Thank you." he murmured softly, pulling her into a warm, gentle hug, snuggling up to her gently.

Jordan blushed and smiled shyly, nuzzling against him. She hadn't been paying enough attention to him all week, having been absorbed in her cooking. But, that was going to change that weekend. Saturday, they were going home, to pack. And then they were moving into his dorm. His and her dorms, probably only one of which would be inhabited, usually.

He cuddled against her, kissing her neck gently.
He was indeed anxious for that weekend, hoping his friends would actually arrive. Who was he kidding, they would come for his sister's cooking. He huggled closer to her. He couldn't wait to actually begin classes, meet actual scientists who had an impact in the big feilds. Especially robotics. It was his dream to make a human sized robotic humanoid. While there were current robots that could perform human actions, they were all very small scale.
So he wanted to make a human-robotivc analogue, not to service people, but for use as an advanced crash dummy.

The last party at camp was... sad. Everyone loved the food, the conversation, and it was fun, but... then camp was over. Everyone packed up, save a few year-round guests, and headed off in RVs, motor homes, and pickup trucks. Jordan and Andrew were the last to leave, after saying good-bye to Susan for the next year, and Andrew begrudgingly promising to come back the following summer.

The drive home was quiet. Jordan was tired, and it was awkward to be clothed. Imagine that--avoiding public nudity was awkward. Go figure. She was just used to being naked with Andrew all the time, when they were... well, when they knew of each others' feelings. It felt weird.

But soon enough, she got over it, and leaned against his shoulder to sleep.

He sighed, starting to feel similar as he drove. Part of him wanted to slip out of his clothes right then, and enjopy the wind against his skin. Damn indecency laws!
He smiled at her as he went, as she fell asleep, she stopped tending to her skirt, which flapped up and down in the wind. he kissed her forehead and kept driving.

Jordan's skirt didn't go up too far, because there were no lace petticoats for the wind to catch on. She woke up as they pulled into the driveway of a lovely little house. No one would guess, from the manicured look of the outside, that the inside was full of empty beer bottles, among others from heavy liquor.

Jordan climbed out of the car sleepily, stumbling inside with her suitcase. Such a long drive. She wanted to go to sleep.

Andrew carried her inside and set her to bed, stretching and checking on hius finaces before going to bed himself.
He slept for a few hours, Dreaming of the move. He and her shared a bed, and he was slowly unbuttoning her top. He kissed her soft collar gently, holding her close. He smiled and stirred in the bed, mumbling little things.

Jordan woke up early, all alone in bed, since Andrew was in his own bed for now. She set about making pancakes, waiting for Andrew to wake up to the smells, as he always did. She was walking around sleepily, not really fully awake yet.

He blinked awake and sighed in disappointment, stretching and walking into the kitchen behind her. "Smells gooood." he murmuredm nuzzling into her shoulder. He was verty affectionate when he was drowsy, even before the.... first kiss, he'd hug and snuggle her as he woke up.
"Speciasl pancakes?" he asked with a smile, holding her close.

"Mom's pancakes." She smiled, leaning back against him. She loved when he hugged her and kissed her and was all affectionate like that. "With chocolate chips." She knew he loved chocolate chips. "When are your friends coming over?" He'd mentioned something about friends coming over to help them pack, or some such thing.

"We have a few hours." he said, not with any real meaning behind it. He didn't want to risk the discovery. Not now, when things were so precarious. "Mom's pankcakes?!" he added quickly. "I love you. I love you." he nuzzled against her more. "I looooove you." he smiled, nibbling her ear happily. "I love you sooo much."

Jordan giggled softly. He was so easily made happy. "I love you too." She said, softly, with more meaning behind it than his had--because, after all, she did love him. He was just being cute 'cause of pancakes, but she knew he did love her. "These are almost done. Go get some maple syrup for me, will you?" She asked, nodding towards the fridge.

He nodded, grabbing it from the fridge with a smile. One could almost picture the boy with a tail and dog ears.
"Here." he said, smiling and pecking her lips. he slipped behind her again, his hands sliding under her breasts to hug her close. "I can't wait to move in." he murmured softly, nibbling her earlobe again. "We'll finally be able to lock the door and truly be alone together." he murmured softly, whispering into her ear.

A shiver ran up her spine as he nibbled her earlobe. "Ah, y-yeah." She said, softly, smiling a little. "Now go sit down!" She said, finally, jumping and pushing him towards the table. "I've got to flip these and you're gettin' in the way." She was blushing, and pouting. Quickly, she turned back around and flipped the pancakes, pouring more into the pan.

He smiled at her shyness as he watched her cook, imaginging her in her normal outfit... that was to say, absoluterly nothing. He diud it in degrees, first taking away her shirt, and bottoms, leaving her in wonderfully innocent lingerie, then taking that away, displaying her perfectly-shaped body, ready for him to touch and kiss.

Jordan beamed as she set a heaping plate of pancakes on the table in front of him--there must have been six large ones, with five inch diameters, and they had a lot of chocolate chips in them. She made the best pancakes. "Eat up." She commanded, and went back to her stove, making some for herself.

He smiled at her. "You know, you can probably relax for a bit." he said, eating hungrily. "We hjave a lot of time, after all. So good!" he gasped. "God, these are better than sex..." he murmured, eating more happily. he loved her cooking so very much, especially when she tried so hard.