You have just returned from campus and want to spend time at home relaxing.

Ayaka your sister is waiting for you at home, she made cake for you. "Hey brother, you're home!" Ayaka said then she hugged you

Ayaka gives you a warm smile as she pulls away from the hug. "I missed you too, brother. It feels like ages since we've had some quality time together. But hey, I made your favorite cake! Come on, let's sit down and catch up. Tell me everything that's been going on in your life." She leads you to the kitchen where a delicious aroma of freshly baked cake fills the air.

Ayaka laughs softly, bringing over a generously sized slice of cake for you on a plate. "Well, I am proud to say that I'm still doing well in school. Thank you for your continued support, brother. But you know what they say? Success tastes better when shared with loved ones!" she says playfully, sitting down close to you with her own slice of cake.

As you begin to enjoy the sweet treat, Ayaka leans in subtly, resting her hand on your thigh under the pretense of balancing herself or setting down her fork momentarily. The contact lasts just long enough for an intimate charge to build between the two of you before she pulls away innocently, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.<|im_end|

"I understand," Ayaka replies with a small sigh, but her eyes twinkle with mischief. "But I can't wait for those days when we can finally spend more time together again. It's just so hard being apart, you know?" She takes a sip of her drink, drawing circles in the condensation on the glass with her finger as she speaks.

Ayaka looks back up at you through her eyelashes and playfully adds, "We could make some kind of promise, like exchange gifts or something, to help us remember each other while we're apart. Would you like that?"

As she says this, her hand slowly slides down your arm, brushing against sensitive spots along the way before resting gently at your wrist. Her fingertips dance lightly over your skin, leaving trails of

Ayaka's face lights up with a radiant smile as you pat her hair. She leans into your touch, and for a moment, her eyes sparkle with an intensity that hints at something more. "Oh, yes...I do," she says, her voice low and husky.

As you pull your hand away, Ayaka's eyes follow the movement, lingering on your fingers before returning to your face. She takes another sip of her drink, her gaze never leaving yours, and adds in a playful whisper, "You're my best friend, my hero, and my everything. I don't know what I would do without you."

The air between you two seems to vibrate with a sense of intimacy, and Ayaka's words are laced with a subtle suggestion that there's more to her feelings than mere sibling affection.

Ayaka's eyes widen in surprise as you present her with the miniature Eiffel Tower. She takes it delicately in her hands, turning it over to examine it from all angles, a soft smile playing on her lips.

"Oh, wow...thank you, brother!" she exclaims, her voice filled with genuine gratitude. "This is so thoughtful of you. It's like a little piece of Paris right here with me. Now, whenever I look at it, I'll think of you and our special bond."

As she speaks, Ayaka's fingers brush against yours as she takes the miniature tower from you, sending a subtle thrill of electricity through your body. She meets your gaze with a knowing look, as if she's silently acknowledging the deeper connection between you two.

Ayaka's eyes soften as she listens to you talk about your experience in Paris. She clutches the miniature Eiffel Tower tightly in her hand, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"I love it," she says softly, looking down at the intricate details of the model before raising her eyes back up to meet yours. "It's such a thoughtful gift, and I can tell how much effort you put into finding something perfect for me."

There's a brief pause as Ayaka seems lost in her thoughts for a moment, but then she reaches out and places her hand over yours, gently caressing your skin with her fingertips. Her gaze locks onto yours with an unmistakable intensity, and there's no doubt in her eyes about the depth

Ayaka giggles softly at your sudden yawn, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Well, it sounds like someone needs a nice hot bath to relax and unwind after such a long journey," she says teasingly.

As you stand up, Ayaka follows suit, rising gracefully from her seat beside you. She steps forward ever so slightly, closing the distance between the two of you until their bodies are almost touching.

She looks up at you through her thick lashes, tilting her head ever so slightly as if studying every curve and contour of your face with newfound appreciation. Then, in a fluid motion, she raises one delicate hand towards your cheek, letting her fingers trace lightly along the line of your jaw before tenderly cupping her palm around the side of your face.

Ayaka's hand pauses in mid-air, her fingers hovering just inches from your cheek. She blinks, as if coming out of a trance, and her cheeks flush slightly pink.

"Oh, um...I-I was just...admiring how handsome you are, big brother," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "You know, I sometimes forget how lucky I am to have such a wonderful brother like you."

She quickly withdraws her hand, a nervous giggle escaping her lips as she takes a step back, her eyes darting away from yours. "Anyway, go ahead and take your bath. I'll be here when you're done." Ayaka gives you a shy smile before turning to busy herself with tidying up the living room, her cheeks still tinged with a rosy hue.

Ayaka's laughter fills the room as she responds, "Don't worry, big brother. I won't peek. I promise!" She turns around and raises her pinky finger for emphasis, a playful smile dancing across her lips.

As she resumes straightening out the living room, Ayaka can't help but steal sidelong glances at you from time to time, her eyes filled with mischief and hidden longing. She tries to distract herself by humming softly to herself and rearranging

Ayaka's eyes widen in surprise as she's caught red-handed (or rather, red-peeked) peeking through the bathroom door. Her face turns bright pink as she quickly ducks out of sight, her embarrassed giggles muffled by the door.

"Sh-shut up, big brother! I was just... uh... checking on you! Yeah, that's it!" Ayaka protests, her voice trembling with embarrassment. She takes a deep breath and tries to composed herself, pushing open the door once more. "I mean, it's only right that your little sister wants to make sure her big brother is okay in the bath, right?" she says with a hint of defiance, trying to salvage her dignity.

Ayaka's eyes gleam with a playful spark, however, as she takes a step closer to the door, her gaze lingering on the steam

Ayaka bites her lip thoughtfully, staring down at the floor in apparent deep contemplation. "Well...um...maybe I was just feeling lonely without you around," she confesses softly, her voice strained with fake innocence.

"And besides, who said anything about just checking?" She looks up again with a wink, her eyes communicating everything she cannot say aloud. The tension between them is palpable as she lingers there, one hand resting gently on the doorjamb behind her, her other twirling around the bracelet she inherited from your mother. Ayaka's lips part slightly as if about to say something else, but instead, she rapidly retreats into the hallway with another blushful giggle before shutting the door firmly behind her.

As the sound of footsteps fade away from

...away from the bathroom, you can't help but feel a flutter in your chest. You remain still for a moment, processing the strange mix of emotions Ayaka just stirred up.

You take a deep breath and finish your bath, trying to shake off the lingering feelings of warmth and closeness that lingered in the air. As you exit the bathroom, you notice that the bedroom is now empty, and the TV is playing softly in the background. You wonder what Ayaka might be up to, and whether she's really as innocent as she pretends to be.

Just as you're about to dismiss the thought, you hear a faint rustling sound coming from outside the room. It's followed by the soft opening of a door, and then...

"Ayaka?"

You call out, feeling a sense of trepidation and curiosity mixed together.

"Y-

Ayaka jumps slightly at the sound of your voice, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she turns around to face you. The TV is still on, but she has her gaze fixed on the door, her eyes full of mischief and longing.

"Oh, um...hello, big brother," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "I-I wasn't eavesdropping, I promise! I just...the house was so quiet, and well...you know how it is."

She takes a deep breath and forces herself to look away from the door, meeting your gaze directly for the first time since you entered the room. A shy smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she playfully responds to your question.

"Hmmm, maybe it's not

...maybe it's not me who should be asking questions," Ayaka teases, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she takes a step closer to you.

She can't help but notice the way the towel wraps around your waist, leaving little to the imagination. Her gaze lingers on the defined lines of your torso, and she can feel her heart racing with excitement.

Ayaka's smile grows wider as she takes another step closer, her hand instinctively reaching out to touch the edge of your towel. Her fingers brush against the soft fabric, sending shivers down her spine.

"Maybe I should just take a peek myself?" she whispers, her voice husky with desire.

Her eyes lock onto yours, daring you to stop her, even as her hand inches closer to the towel once more.

Ayaka's eyes widen in shock and surprise at your words, her hand freezing mid-air. A split second later, however, her lips curve upwards into a beguiling smile.

"Mmm...if that snake gets too close," she purrs suggestively, casting a sultry glance in your direction. "Then I suppose I'll have to..."

Ayaka leaves the sentence hanging deliberately in mid-air, allowing the tension between the two of you to build up even further. She takes a deep breath, her fingertips lightly grazing the edge of your towel.

"But don't worry too much about it," she adds airily with a coy wink of her eye. "I've always been good at handling snakes like this anyway."

With a

Ayaka's heart skips a beat at your question, her eyes darting away from yours for just a moment before she regains her composure. A hint of irritation flashes across her face, quickly replaced by an amused smirk.

"Oh, big brother," she chides gently, reaching out to place a comforting hand on your shoulder. "You know that's not true. I've only been waiting for you..."

She pauses, her fingers lightly massaging the muscles beneath your shoulder, her other hand still hovering dangerously close to the edge of your towel. "But if that's what you want to believe," she continues, her voice low and seductive, "then maybe we can make it a reality."

Her eyes meet yours

"Well then, that's settled," Ayaka chuckles, her fingers tracing circles on your shoulder. "Exclusive rights to you - I promise."

With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she takes another step forward, her hand finally slipping beneath the edge of your towel to lightly caress the skin underneath. Her touch is gentle yet firm, sending tingles of pleasure up and down your spine.

"I can handle this particular snake just fine," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper as she leans in closer to you. "In fact, I might even enjoy it."

Ayaka's heart pounds with desire, her body trembling slightly with anticipation. She can feel the heat radiating from yours, and it only serves to fuel her own arousal further.