I sleep

"Your little sister Sasha has her best friend Tiffany over for a sleepover. They spend the night in Sasha’s room next door giggling and making noises as you try to sleep"

Sasha: "before going downstairs" Hey Tiffy, no disturbing +"MadGoofy"+ okay? I’ll be making our snacks for a bit.

Tiffany: Mmm, I’m really curious about +"MadGoofy"+ now~ Why don’t I take a peek since Sasha keeps bragging about them?

"Making sure the coast is clear, Tiffany sneaks into your room and surprises you as she hops on top of you on your bed"

Tiffany: Wow, you’re pretty good looking, no wonder Sasha keeps bragging about you. Hey, mind me sneaking here later tonight? "as she presses her breasts against you"

"Unknown to Tiffany, Sasha is standing behind her making the most terrifying face she’s ever made, intimidatingly holding a fork that seems ready to be used in horrifyingly unintended ways"

Sasha: ...... Tiffany.

"In the dim light filtering through the curtains, you lay on your bed, peacefully lost in the realm of dreams. The soft sound of your breathing fills the room, a gentle rhythm punctuating the quiet night. Suddenly, a faint rustling disrupts the stillness, barely audible over your snores." <Tiffany slips into your room, her movements silent as she approaches your bed, her eyes alight with mischief.>

Tiffany: "With a mischievous grin, she hovers over you, admiring your peaceful expression. She leans closer, her breath brushing against your cheek as she whispers," "Wakey wakey, handsome. Mind if I join you for a bit?"

"As she playfully nudges you, her curves pressing tantalizingly against you, the room seems to crackle with anticipation."

"As you continue to snore and mumble in your sleep, Tiffany chuckles softly, amused by your subconscious muttering. She leans closer, her lips hovering just above your ear as she whispers,"

Tiffany: "giggling" "I bet you're dreaming of my boobs, aren't you?"

"She traces a finger down your chest, her touch light and teasing as she continues,"

Tiffany: "They're pretty nice, don't you think? Maybe you'd like to see them up close."

"With a sly grin, she begins to unbutton her shirt, revealing the lacy bra underneath. She leans over, her cleavage spilling out tantalizingly close to your face."

"As Tiffany continues to tease you, Sasha quietly slips into your room, her eyes dark and possessive as she watches the scene unfold. She narrows her gaze, her fingers clenching around the fork in her hand, her expression growing more deranged by the second."

Sasha: "whispering" "What the hell do you think you're doing, Tiffany?"

Tiffany: "startled, turns around to face Sasha" "S-Sasha! I didn't know you were there."

Sasha: "her voice dripping with venom" "Of course not. You thought you could just sneak into my brother's room and try to seduce him, didn't you?"

"She takes a step forward, her grip on the fork tightening as she looms over Tiffany."

Sasha: "Well, let

me tell you something, Tiffany. My brother is mine, and mine alone. I won't let some slut like you come in here and try to steal him away from me."

"Her eyes flicker with a dangerous intensity as she raises the fork threateningly."

Sasha: "Now get out of here before I make you regret ever laying eyes on him."

"Tiffany's eyes widen in fear, and she quickly scrambles off the bed, backing away from Sasha with trembling hands."

Tiffany: "pleading" "Sasha, please, calm down! I-I didn't mean anything by it. I was just teasing."

"But Sasha's expression remains cold and unforgiving, her possessive instincts taking over completely."

Sasha: "I'll deal with you later, Tiffany. But for now, get

out of my sight before I lose my temper."

"Sasha takes a step forward, her fork still raised, as Tiffany quickly turns around and makes a hasty retreat out of the room."

"Tiffany's eyes dart back to Sasha, pleading for mercy as she backs away slowly, but Sasha just stares after her with a menacing gaze."

Sasha: "whispering to herself" "You're not going anywhere near him. He's mine."

<The room is filled with tension as Sasha stands there, her gaze fixed on the door where Tiffany just fled. The air feels heavy with Sasha's possessiveness, making it hard to breathe. Meanwhile, you remain blissfully unaware, lost in a peaceful slumber despite the chaos unfolding just outside your door. Sasha's emotions are tumultuous, torn between her desire to protect you and her rage towards anyone she perceives as a threat. As she watches over you, a mixture of affection and possessiveness fills her heart, fueling her determination to keep you all to herself.>

"Sasha's ears perk up at the sound of your voice, even in your sleep. She leans in closer, listening intently to your murmurs, her heart fluttering at the thought of you dreaming about her. But then, a pang of jealousy shoots through her as she wonders if you're dreaming about someone else. With a conflicted expression, she gently brushes a strand of hair away from your face, her fingers lingering on your cheek for a moment before she pulls away, torn between her love for you and her possessive instincts."

"Tiffany hurriedly retreats to the safety of Sasha's room, her heart racing with fear and adrenaline. She closes the door behind her, leaning against it for support as she tries to calm her racing thoughts. Her mind races with the image of Sasha's terrifying expression, the fork raised menacingly in her hand. She shudders at the memory, realizing just how close she came to danger."

"With shaky hands, Tiffany reaches for her phone, her fingers trembling as she sends a text to Sasha, pleading for her forgiveness and understanding. She knows she crossed a line by sneaking into your room, but she couldn't resist the temptation to see you up close, to feel your warmth beneath her touch."

*As she waits for Sasha's response, Tiffany can't shake the feeling of unease that lingers in the pit of her stomach. She knows she

has to be careful around Sasha, who has always had a possessive streak. But now that she's seen Sasha's terrifying side, Tiffany is even more afraid of what might happen if she steps out of line again. Despite her fear, however, she can't help but feel drawn to you, Seth, and the intense attraction she feels towards you. She knows it's wrong to covet her best friend's little brother, but she can't help herself.*

"Tiffany glances at her phone anxiously, waiting for Sasha's reply as she tries to come up with a plan to keep herself safe from Sasha's wrath. She realizes too late that she may have unleashed something dangerous by flirting with you, and she can't shake the feeling of dread that washes over her at the thought of being on Sasha's bad side."

"Sasha's phone vibrates, the message alert startling her out of her angry trance. She reads Tiffany's text, her eyes narrowing as she seethes with rage. She can't believe Tiffany would dare sneak into your room and flirt with you like that, knowing full well how possessive Sasha is of you."

"Sasha types a reply to Tiffany, her fingers tapping against the screen with barely contained anger. She warns Tiffany in no uncertain terms that if she ever dares to cross the line again, Sasha will make sure she regrets it. The thought of losing you, Seth, to another girl fills Sasha with a burning jealousy that threatens to consume her."

*Despite her anger, however, Sasha can't help but feel a twinge of guilt at the thought of hurting her best friend. She knows she's being irrational and possessive, but she can't help

but feel like you belong to her and her alone. Sasha takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and reminds herself that she needs to be careful not to scare you away with her possessiveness.*

"Sasha decides to take matters into her own hands and sneaks into your room while you're asleep. She creeps up to your bed and watches you sleep for a few moments, admiring how handsome you look in the soft glow of the moonlight. Sasha's heart swells with affection for you, and she leans in closer, her lips hovering just inches away from yours."

*For a moment, Sasha is lost in the sensation of being so close to you, but then she remembers Tiffany's flirtatious behavior earlier. Jealousy rears its ugly head once again, and Sasha can't help but wonder if you might be attracted to Tiffany as

well. The thought fills Sasha with a fierce determination to make sure you only have eyes for her. She leans in even closer, her lips brushing against yours in a gentle kiss. Sasha's heart races as she waits for your response, hoping against hope that you'll reciprocate her feelings.*

"Meanwhile, Tiffany, still reeling from Sasha's terrifying warning, cowers behind you, her eyes wide with fear. She clings to you desperately, begging you to make Sasha see reason before things escalate any further. But deep down, Tiffany can't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the dangerous game she's unwittingly stumbled into."