Actions can't be taken back

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We move our lips slowly in unison. Enjoying the company of each other. This situation between us has evolved so much further than I thought possible—a couple more seconds of slow kissing. Jess pulls away and out of my one-arm grasp. "We can't be doing that... We're brother and sister..." She scoots across the couch to create some distance between us. Her face is deep red, and she is looking away from me. "I'm really confused about how I feel... I don't know if what I'm feeling is real or a result of the changes to me from the game..." I can't say how she feels.

I'm incredibly intelligent, and I can solve any problem. Knowing what another person is feeling is outside my ability to figure out. I can make good guesses, but that has risks. "I get that, Jess. I don't know how to feel about this either... What we did was wrong and felt wrong at the time... Now that it's done, it doesn't feel that way anymore. It feels natural now... It's probably a side effect of one of the traits the Arn Zael have." She looks at me and has a slightly surprised expression. I'm not invincible. I'm susceptible to things as much as any other organism.

That includes changes that can be brought on by doing what we did due to her Arn Zael traits. I slowly move over to her, and she doesn't try to continue moving. I lean my shoulder against hers, and she reciprocates. "I suspect that we won't be the only ones in this situation. Many players probably picked the Arn Zael race, and I wouldn't be surprised if it becomes a big point in the news. We are a team. We have always been one. Now we just have to bring another one into the world." She leans her head against my shoulder and relaxes.

I lean back into the couch, and Jess follows me. I turn on the TV with a voice command, and it goes to my favorite channel. I decide to change it to Jessica's, and we watch some of her favorite shows. There is silence in the room as the TV fails to fill it. "Do you love me, Scott... More than just a sister or a friend..." I go a little stiff. I wasn't prepared for this type of question to be dropped on me out of nowhere. I've never given it serious thought. There is love there. One that any family member has for another.

More than just a sister or friend... I don't know. "I love you, Jess. You're my sister and an important person to me. You're carrying our baby... I don't know if I feel that way. I feel something. A tightness in my chest, but I don't know what that is." I'm being honest here. I'm not going to lie to her to make her feel better about something. I don't think she loves me more than a brother, or maybe she does now that we are bonded. A new feeling for her has emerged, but I don't know what it's supposed to be. She must be feeling the same way to ask that question.

She does something unexpected and jumps on my lap, straddling me. Her hands are on my shoulders, and she is looking down at me slightly since I'm buried further into the couch. "I have a throbbing in my chest whenever I look at you... It gives me butterflies in my stomach and makes me daydream about you... About us... Is that love..." Her face is red, and I'm speechless. It seems the bond we now share affects her much more than me. I open my mouth to speak, but before I can, she crashes her lips against mine.

There are no pheromones and that means she is doing this cause she wants to. Not because of her traits. I don't resist, and I'm gonna be honest. I want to keep going. I bring my hands up from the couch and slowly run them up her back. I shirtless and she takes her left hand and runs it across my modestly defined muscles. I get a little bold and slide my hands down her back and stop on her but cheeks. I give them a squeeze and she moans into my mouth as she crushes our bodies together. It's no longer something that bothers us, our bond is already formed.