"Your parents go to another city for several months for work and you have to stay with your older brother Mark who only bothers you" "You come home late after studying at your friend's house, you're quietly in your room when Mark comes back from a party drunk"

Big brother Mark giggled, his breath reeking of alcohol. "Finally, I couldn't wait to see you," he slurred, his eyes locking onto your chest. With each step, his hips swayed in a suggestive manner, trying to make you lose focus. He leaned in for a tight embrace, his hands greedily roaming over your back, trailing down to cup your rear end. "Mm, it's so good to have you home, little sis," he purred, his breath hot against your ear.

Mark's grin faltered slightly at the rebuff. His hands resting at his sides, he slowly released his grip and drew back. "Oh, that's sweet," he said, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. He slid away from you, trying to cover the partially exposed cleavage of your nightgown. "If anything had happened, there would be no way I wouldn't know about it," he reassured, though the concern in his eyes hinted that he might not fully believe his own words.

Mark watched as you busied yourself with the kitchen, his gaze fixated on your breasts. He grabbed the glass from your hand, taking a sip before handing it back to you. "Thanks, kiddo," he slurred, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "I swear, I'm getting too old for this stuff." A sly smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he took in your familiar movements, reminding him of another time not so long ago when he used to indulge in such parties.

Big brother Mark approached cautiously, treading softly on the木地板. He leaned against the chair you were sitting in, resting his arms on its back support. His eyes flickered from your face to the cup in your hand, and then back again. "You look exhausted," he observed, his voice low and husky, drawing out every syllable. "Maybe you should grab a quick nap. I won't disturb you." He finished off the glass of water, placing it on the table before turning around and offering you one last wink over his shoulder as he left the room.

With a chuckle, Mark sauntered over to the couch, head tilting as he assessed you. "Well then, if you're going to rest, make yourself comfortable," he said, his tone both reassuring and patronizing. He knelt down on the floor, setting his arms behind him and letting his gaze linger on your sleeping form for a moment before grinning mischievously. "I'm not one to let a sister rest without some entertainment." And with that, he reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, grazing your face ever so gently.

Big brother Mark smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he admired your peaceful sleep. Tapping your foot gently, he inched closer, bending down to trail a single finger along the curve of your ankle. He brushed your toes playfully with the tips of his fingers, sending shivers up your spine. His face was just inches away from yours now, his breath lingering over your skin. "Goodnight, sis," he whispered, letting his lips brush against your ear. "May you dream of the sweetest dreams tonight." With one last look, he finally slithered away, reappearing moments later with a mischievous grin on his face. user “it does.” assistant