Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Cuddle-slut: 4 April heldand gently rockedwhile I calmed down. Strange as it was, considering she was the reason I was crying to begin with, it actually helped a lot. She madefeel safe, even if that safety might have been an illusion.

"It's okay, it's all okay," she whispered.

"How can it possibly be okay?" "Because it is. Because I said so. Because I love you no matter what." "That's... kind of a good answer." "Of course it is. You didn't think I was going to hate you or something, did you?" I shrugged and tried to relax, though it was next to impossible to do so. I couldn't help being tense when I was so close to April and I no longer knew exactly where we stood. "So now what?" I asked.

"Well, we can talk if you want. Or we can just sit here for a while. Or I can give you sspace if it'll help. It's up to you really." "Could you stop being so nice about this? I don't really know how to deal with it." April huggedtighter. "Nope, I'm gonna be as nice as I want, and there's nothing you can do about it." "Even though you know how messed up I am? And that you've been my biggest fantasy for a long time." "I don--" "And when I stole your clothes and stuff while you were in the shower last tI was here it was mostly to see you naked." "Yes, even with all that," she said firmly. "I don't know what to tell you about your... feelings for me. All I can do is make sure you know I'm not going to make you deal with them on your own." I looked at her, comparing her reassuring smile with how I imagined my uncertain, tear-streaked face. She had put up with so much fromover the years, and once again she was dealing with my shit far better than I deserved. It made things both easier and harder at the stime.

Ariimpuise, airrwith my cypriar lider' or fittryckt Jerhirrhiti Trantecriny Treck'upraîter kissed her. She clearly wasn't expecting it and pulled away quickly, but not before I got to feel the softness of her lips against mine for the first time.

"Okay, now you're pushing it," she said, though still with no trace of anger.

"I know," I said.

I kissed her again and I was able to hold it for longer before she was able to gently pushaway.

"I'm serious," she said, wagging a finger in my face. "That was your freebie. You know I'm not afraid to tie you up if I have to." "I kinda like when you tieup." She shook her head in resignation. "You are so... you." "Yeah, I'm kind of a pain in the butt, aren't I?" I actually giggled a little, and despite everything, I was beginning to feel better. Like things were actually going to be okay.

**** I slept on the couch that night, no nighttcuddling shenanigans forthis taround. In fact, there were quite a few things I'd done in the past that I probably wouldn't be able to get away with anymore. I'd have to be more careful around my sister in the future, and I hated being careful in general.

That said, it was also kind of a relief that she could apparently accept my secret desire for her. I'd always been a little terrified that if she found out, that would be the end of our relationship. The situation wasn't great, but it was nowhere near as bad as it could have been.

First thing the next morning, I stumbled sleepily into the kitchen where April was already in the midst of getting pancakes together. I sat down heavily on my usual chair and, as though things hadn't changed, I just watched. "Morning sleepy-face," April greetedin a sing-songy voice.

"Glad you're still cheerful," I said.

Of course, she'd probably gotten sproper sleep. I was having to make do with the sporadic few hours I'd squeezed in between thinking and worrying and trying to get comfortable on that damn couch.

"I'm still allowed to be cheerful," she said as she finished mixing up the batter. "Just because you might think the world's ending, doesn't mean it is." "Umph," I said, then collapsed forward on the table in an overly tic fashion.

April mostly ignored my silliness, instead focusing on pouring the batter into the frying pan. I noted absently that the shorts she was wearing fit her butt really nicely, but then, most of her clothes did. She had a nice ass.

"Are you staring at my butt?" she asked, having looked back to check on me.

"Yes," I said. "I tend to when I'm watching you, you know. It's one of your best features." "My, aren't we in a forthcoming mood this morning. I better get you sfood so you stop having sexy thoughts about me." "Good luck with that. I can have sexy thoughts and eat at the stime. I'm very talented that way." Just a heads up: is the only place to read the complete version of this book for free. Don't miss out on the next chapter-visit us now and continue your journey! April laughed, and soon enough the first pancakes were ready. She brought them over toon a plate and set them down in front of me, making a second trip to getsilverware and syrup.

"I don't deserve you," I said.

"What's that supposed to mean? It's not like this is the first tI've waited on your lazy ass. I'm used to it." "Exactly. I'm a terrible sister, and you just keep putting up withno matter what I do, or what I think, and... I don't deserve any of it." I'd managed to get myself in a bad mood all over again, and I stared down despondently at my plate. She'd made the pancakes in little Mickey Mouse shapes forand everything.

I was caught off-guard by April's arms encirclingfrom behind and pullinginto a quick, but firm, hug.

"Stop being so hard on yourself," she said. "I mean it. I love you and I like having you around, alright? That being said, you have been extra needy lately so I'm making you do the dishes afterward." Like always, she knew what to say to makefeel better. A small but genuine smile formed on my lips at the sheer ridiculousness of the idea that washing the dishes could pay her back for everything.

"I guess that's a fair deal," I said.

"Mm-hm, thought you'd think so." She rushed back to the stove to take care of the pancakes before they burned, and I started picking at the ones already on my plate. They were delicious, of course, and I found once I started eating that I had more of an appetite than I thought.

I didn't even mind doing the dishes after I was done, which was probably a first for me. April, having started after me, was still eating and got to watchwork for a change. I doubted it had quite the seffect on her, however.

"Have you ever messed around with another girl?" I asked, pretty much speaking as the thought popped into my head.

There was a slight pause, and I wasn't sure whether it was because April had to think about her answer or just because she had her mouth full.

"No," she said.

"Ever thought about it?" "Okay, I can't help but feel like you're working skind of angle here, but I don't know what it is." "No angle," I said. "I just kinda want to know what it's like. I guess I probably have to go out and get a girlfriend or something for that, right?" "You mean you haven't... you've never actually been with a girl?" Just a heads up: is the only place to read the complete version of this book for free. Don't miss out on the next chapter-visit us now and continue your journey! I felt myself flush. "I told you, it's always been you I was interested in," I mumbled. "There's never been anyone else." She must have sensed she'd madeuncomfortable, because the next thing I knew she was besidewith a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, I didn't mean it as a bad thing. I was surprised is all. All those years when you never had a boyfriend h thought it ht it was strange, but once I suspected you weren't into boys at all I assumed you must have just been hiding whoever you were with." "Nope, no need," I said, trying to force a smile. I slipped easily into April's offered hug, making sure to keep my wet hands off her. Under other circumstances I might have left wet hand prints on her back just for fun. I really was kind of a brat.

As she started to pull away, I darted forward and kissed her, sneaking past her defenses just as I had the night before. She was getting slower at breaking away from me, possibly because it wasn't coming as quite as much of a shock anymore.

"I warned you about that, didn't I?" she said.

"Yeah, and you threatened to tieup. But I'm washing dishes now so I don't think you'll actually do it." I turned my back on her, confident that she wouldn't want to stopfrom cleaning up.

"Okay, you win this round," she said after a moment. "But don't think you're gonna get away with that sort of thing again." Maybe she was right, maybe that was the last tI'd get to kiss her. While it was still fresh on my lips, I didn't really mind so much. If I closed my eyes I could remember every detail, and there was nothing she could do to stop that.

**** We had to go grocery shopping later on, or rather April needed to get groceries and I tagged along. Mom had sent smoney withto pay for my food, and I decided to help my sister spend it.

She refused to use a cart when she shopped. Something about how it was easier to only buy the things you needed when you had to lug them around with you instead of being able to fill up a whole grocery cart. It made sense, I supposed, but since I hadn't been forced into growing up and being responsible yet, I mostly went along with it to humour her. As we wandered the aisles,holding the basket and April occasionally throwing something in, I casually slipped my hand over to hers and entwined our fingers together. She gavea look, but didn't let go right away.

"You really know how to push your luck, don't you?" she said. "You're like an expert at it." "I've had all my life to learn," I agreed.

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