SHIVERING

"- hate you!" Katie screamed angrily, her ponytail bobbing around as she did. "Why did you have to go ahead and ruin everything!? You just had to keep your damn mouth shut!"

Will cringed, and wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground. It wasn't like she didn't have a good reason to be pissed at him for letting it slip. Not that it was all his fault, either.

"I thought you were going with Suzie." He mumbled, the half-excuse sounding hollow even to his ears.

Katie crossed her arms, "You're still a jerk."

He thought quickly, trying to come up with a way to fix things. After he'd accidentally dropped that his sister was planning on a hotel getaway to their conservative parents at his weekly visit they had realised what he hadn't, and taken away permission to use the car.

That had been yesterday.

Today, Katie had turned up at his apartment to scream and yell about not being able to shack up with her boyfriend. He did feel guilty about it, and even more guilty about feeling relieved.

Katie had always had the worst taste in guys.

If there was a jerk, leading a group of assholes around like he was some kind of gangbanger, then Katie was absolutely certain to swoon if she got any kind of attention.

Which she would.

Not just because assholes like that can smell the naive trust exuding from her, but because Katie got attention wherever she went. She was the town's claim to fame, a tennis player who had very nearly qualified for nationals, which was as close as anybody had ever got to being famous.

It meant that she was both extremely fit, and that she attracted looks wherever she went. Her decision to stay at home had been a practical one, it was easier not to attract too much attention, and she wasn't allowed to drive herself, by her contract.

Well, apart from sneaking off to see her boyfriend, apparently.

"I'll drive you."

Katie raised an eyebrow, "Um, what?"

"You're an adult. What you do on your time shouldn't be dictated by your manager or mum and dad." He shrugged, "So I'll drive you up and drop you off."

She glared at him, "Like Dad would let me go, now. He'll probably threaten to kick me out of home if I go through with it. I don't want to have to move out!"

"That and they'd both probably cut you out. Assholes." He agreed with her, "Which is why we won't tell them."

"They're not that stupid. The timing would be obvious." Katie glared at him.

He shrugged, "I'm taking you camping. To make up for your boyfriend dumping you when you said you couldn't go. Dad'll get to indulge in some self-righteous rant, and Mum will be so proud that we still get along."

"That..." She seethed, and then sighed, "I guess that might actually work. Still doesn't make up for it. I didn't even want to tell them I was dating anyone, yet. They always..."

"Ruin it?" He laughed, "Why do you think I haven't brought a girlfriend home since I moved out?"

"Because you haven't had a girlfriend in two years?" Katie said hurtfully, and absolutely honestly.

It was sort of true, on some level. He'd had a few relationships over the years. He'd been hiding them long before he left home, but his relationships had never lasted.

Sometimes it felt like everything he touched just fell apart. The girls he dated always hated him when all was said and done. Sometimes he understood why, and he tried to make himself better, but most of the time he thought he'd been the perfect gentleman for them.

His last relationship had lasted all of two weeks, and well... Her bra was still hanging from the bathroom door handle behind his sister.

He couldn't help it, the way she'd said it. He pointed, "So, what, I'm a crossdresser?"

"One night stands don't count. My loveable manslut." Katie said, raising her nose in the air, but seeming less sure of herself.

"Well, we have a plan." He moved the conversation along, "I'll turn up with a few bags of my own, you can just bring whatever. I'll call Dad, let him know my plans. So... Expect the usual from him."

"No one's ever good enough for him." It was Katie's turn to mumble.

He reached over and grabbed his sister in a hug, "Hey. Things can get better, you know? You're the star of the family. Besides, you're about to get laid."

"Gross!" She shoved off him with a laugh, "You can't say that when you're hugging someone!"

He laughed at her, "So, staying for dinner, twerp?"

Katie finally stopped her intimidating stance that was about as frightening as a kitten, and dropped onto the couch, "If you're cooking. Missed your paella."

"Well, not taking requests." He retorted and headed for the kitchen area, "Only got the ingredients for pasta, so it's that or I'll drive you home."

"Whatever. I guess I still love you." She shrugged, "Oh! I'm going to call my boyfriend. Mind tuning out?"

He picked up his headphones.

He really didn't want to listen to his sister talking about a sex weekend with her boyfriend.

He didn't need that particular image in his head, anymore than it already was.

--

Katie didn't know exactly what she'd been planning when she turned up at the apartment to yell at him, but it wasn't... That.

Why did her brother have to be such a problem solver? She came to rant and cry and... And then he had to go ahead and be so reasonable about the whole damn thing.

Only one who was.

Pretending her boyfriend had dumped her when she tried to rearrange their date wasn't going to be difficult.

He had.

She'd already got the call from him and balled her eyes out like she was a teenager all over again. She'd really hoped that he was the one who wasn't going to turn out to be trash.

But no, all he was interested in was bedding the town celebrity for bragging rights to his little wannabe asshole friends. So when it looked like she might be having second thoughts, he dumped her without hesitation.

It was only after all that she'd gone over to yell at Will.

So when he'd been bobbing his head away listening to music whilst he cooked for them, she'd tried brainstorming what to do with Suzie, and got nowhere.

The real problem was going to be coming up with a way to tell her brother after he'd decided to set aside his weekend to drive her up to the city when it wasn't even really his fault.

She was the one who didn't want to move out of home, and was scared of living on her own. Even more scared of getting a roommate.

She'd sort of been hoping that he would let her move in once she was old enough to move out, but by the time that had happened some sort of coldness had grown up between them. He came home, but he avoided looking at her, talking to her.

Katie was still basically the same girl she had always been. The confused teenage girl who stared at him when she hoped he wasn't looking. On the other hand, the moment Will had moved out of home he'd gone from the quiet and scared boy she knew to this confident and charismatic thing.

He'd found himself in the newfound freedom, and she hadn't coped with it at all.

Felt like her brother had been stolen away from her.

And now... Now she had to deal with the fact that not only had he become this confident and perfect guy the moment he ran away, it turned out that everyone else had noticed.

She had really hoped she was wrong when she saw the bra on the doorhandle. That it was just the untidyness of some college chick who had crashed on the couch after a party or... Or an explanation that actually made sense. Even her heart wasn't clever enough to come up with a lie she believed.

Katie knew she wasn't supposed to be jealous. He was free to live whatever life he wanted to, and he was still coming over once a week to see her and their parents... But it felt like another nail in that coffin.

The perfect way out of this would be to somehow convince him to go through with the camping trip. Rekindle a bit of their relationship rather than have him yell at her for not telling him that she was already a dead weight.

She buried her face in a pillow and gave a yell.

Maybe she had changed, after all.

It didn't help her feel better in the least.

Katie had to bite the bullet and let her brother know that he didn't need to say anything. She fumbled with her phone and hoped that he wouldn't call her afterwards.

The text message was simple. Just a statement of facts. As little information as she could tell him, and hope to hell he was as dense about these things as he used to be.

"He dumped me. Don't worry about it. <3 U."< p>

Katie hesitated before sending it. Maybe she should wait until the morning. Make it less obvious that this was past tense.

She left the message in her drafts and threw her phone across the room to try and not think about it. She pulled up her laptop and found her favourite TV show's stream.

Her phone rang.

The computer hit the ground as she had a heart attack. The message hadn't sent, right? She scrambled to get over and picked it up, "Y... Yes?"

"Ah, Katie! It's Dan, here." Her manager responded, "Just checking in on you. I got some weird voicemails from your father. You going to be alright to get to practice next week? Something about the car?"

"Eugh. Just guy trouble. It's all fine." She said, still feeling palpatations. "Usual overreactions all around. Nothing to distract me. We're going for the Open again this year, right?"

"Absolutely. Looking forward to it, just thought I should check in on you." He skirted his actual meaning - he wanted her to move out. Had since he'd first met her parents.

She just... Couldn't imagine being in a place by herself.

"Thanks, I'll talk to you next week."

--

He was a terrible brother.

He couldn't shake the image of his sister and some random guy from his head. Imagining her pulling out her ponytail and shaking her hair out, before giving one of her lopsided smiles.

Thinking of her leaning up against the wall as someone made out with her, for starters.

Will shook his head, trying to break free of the damned and damning thoughts. Trying to tell himself that it was just because he had gone from basically being decked before the door closed every day to cold turkey, and his hormones hadn't settled.

That said, the usual solve for his horny problem wasn't exactly helpful. The entire frontpage of his favourite porn site was, as expected, entirely incest.

He was usually fine with fantasy being fantasy, and having not a damn to do with the real world. The taboo was a fun and easy way of spicing things up, but right now... It just made him wonder if his sister shaved more than just her legs, or if she was a more natural type.

The latter would be his preference, when it came to girls. Not something massive, but not unkempt, either. He'd never slept with a blonde before though, and he imagined that would make it a little different. Less visible, more cute.

Which had him imagining what it would be like to eat out a cute little bush, his head between her muscular thighs.

"Ah, fuck." He cursed and sat up in bed. Why the hell couldn't he get the one untouchable girl in the world out of his head?

Will walked to the kitchen to find a beer and flick on the TV. Sitting down, he was unsurprised to find nothing on that interested him. Flicking over to a streaming service to find movies didn't help much either, he'd already seen them all.

He was lying to himself.

It wasn't that he was just a horny git. He was so much worse than that. Part of his relief at finally leaving home was no longer having to hide his attraction to Katie every day.

She was untouchable, always would be.

Yet, it had been hard going through puberty whilst his sister bounced around in a short skirt. Harder when she'd added a pair of breasts when she'd hit it herself.

His attraction to Katie wasn't just physical, which was part of why he was so reviled by himself. She was... So easy to get along with. He didn't find it difficult to talk to her, didn't get tongue-tied.

He didn't feel like he walked away from every conversation with her exhausted like he'd been fighting a duel. He could just be his normal, slightly awkward self.

She had been his first crush, and maybe he'd never really learned to get over it.

Not that any of this mattered. He'd already spoken to their father, and successfully arranged to pretend to take her camping in a week's time. The man had practically gloated over his daughter being dumped.

Will couldn't imagine how much it would hurt Katie if her father pulled out something like that right after it actually happened.

He wasn't around anymore to try and shield her from the worst of it.

Maybe his running away from her had been a bit of a total abandonment. It had felt like she hated him since he'd left home, always screaming at him about something or other the next day.

Though, she did always stay for dinner, so maybe it wasn't a total

hatred.

He had succeeded in not staring at her every day, but perhaps he had abandoned her and his role as the older brother. It might be unconventional, but helping her to get laid might be the best way to let her know he hadn't completely abandoned her.

He was just a coward.

--

Katie was in zombie mode when her alarm went off. She fell out of bed, literally. Face down and into the floor as she dragged her exhausted body into her morning routine.

It didn't matter that she'd failed to get to sleep until the sun had started to rise. She had to keep herself fit, and in shape, if she was going to win her place at the Open, and keep rising up the ranks.

That meant that as tired as she was, she was slipping into her running clothes and out the door before her brain realised that she'd left her phone behind, and why it had been on the other side of the room.

The thought of the message sitting in her drafts whilst the possibility of Will calling up their dad to tell him their little lie was stressing her out the entire run, but she was already halfway round before she'd woken up.

He was always up ridiculously early on a weekend, probably woken up by a girlfriend sneaking out.

Why was she so jealous about that? And of course no girl would be sneaking out of his apartment. Not like he was living with anyone else.

Thinking about it, she'd stayed for dinner. Yet, the owner of the bra hadn't turned up. Was he so embarassed to be seen around her that he had told them not to come over? Or had she accidentally hit the arrow when she'd guessed it was just a reminder from a one night stand's victory?

That'd be like her.

She always did end up hurting him, and he always tried to do the best by her.

Katie thundered up the steps to her room when she got home, tiredly falling to the ground beside her phone and frantically sending the message. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She'd said what needed to be said.

A firm knock on the door made her groan and roll her eyes, "What?"

"I got a call from Will last night, after you went by his place." Her father spoke through the door, "Sounded like you were really hurt by that worthless kid. I did try and warn you about him. All these guys are only interested in one thing."

She rolled her eyes, angry at her father, before she realised it and felt a sinking feeling in her stomach.

"So, when Will takes you out on the weekend, make sure you don't just mope, alright? Or complain too much about the campsite. Your brother doesn't have to pick up after your crap all the time. Show some thankfulness."

"I'm on the phone!" She yelled with annoyance, making him shut up and leave before she burst into tears. She was already feeling guilty. Now she had to find a way to cancel the trip without their parents sucker punching her with shame.

The phone buzzed, as if sensing her lie.

She looked at the message from her brother. It was just one word, but summed it all up pretty succinctly.

"Awkward..."

Katie had to agree with that.

The next message just served her up more confusion.

"Want to actually go camping?"

It was the easiest way to escape from the lies that weren't all lies. It'd also get her out of the house and away from her parents. But... "Only if it's today. I don't want to be here."

Weirdly, Will didn't respond.

She hadn't exactly expected an instant response to her snark, but she had expected something. Maybe he was feeling put out by her, or maybe he was at work or something.

Katie did eventually make it back downstairs for breakfast. Where her parents took turns telling how awful a boyfriend she had, and how wonderful it was to have an older brother sweeping in to look after her.

Bringing up all the hurt and guilt, as if she wasn't still feeling raw from being dumped, and for making Will feel guilty when it wasn't even his fault in the first place.

Oh, shit.

Now he'd be blaming himself for her being dumped by the asshole, even if it was probably going to happen if the weekend had gone ahead. A guy interested in sex wasn't going to keep her around if she didn't put out.

She wasn't that sort of a girl. She was in it for the romance. She wanted someone who could hold her and make her feel safe without any expectations of a return.

If a guy could offer that, she'd happily surprise him and fuck his brains out every damn day.

Katie spiralled over the entire day, just going through her holiday routine. Feeling guilty but unsure what she was supposed to do about it. She just hit the nets, and tried to enjoy the burn as she practiced her backhand.

It was only when she saw the car parked out front when she got home that she realised just why he might not have replied to her message. That maybe he hadn't noticed the snark.

She should have called him.

Text has no sense of sarcasm.

--

"Let's hit the road!" He pulled away from the curb, his somewhat dumbfounded sister beside him in the car. Getting her away before their parents could finish stripping her down for not realising he was coming had been difficult.

Will reached behind him and pulled out a bag of chips and tossed them to her, "Roadtrip. I hope you managed to pack something warm. The forecast wasn't awesome, and all I've got is my old tent. Sorry, no cabins at this short a notice."

"I... Sorry."

He frowned, "What for? I was bored, anyway."

She kicked at the footwell, "He... Already had. When I was over, yesterday. It's just you were so nice and -"

"Worked that one out. Your brother is just mostly an idiot. Not a total one." Will replied, "Forget all that. I do actually intend to have some fun on this trip. Remember the spot we used to go as kids?"

"Up on the mountain?" Katie said in surprise, "Guess I won't be relaxing. There's nothing to do there but hike."

"There's also the lake. I brought my rod, and about a thousand beers." He said quickly, "So I can fail to catch some fish whilst you get drunk and complain about the jerk who has no idea what he's missing out on."

She relaxed back into the seat, "So you don't... Hate me?"

"I... I've never hated you." He said more quietly. So he really had given her that impression, then. "I guess I need to say sorry, as well. Haven't really paid you much attention since I moved out, have I?"

"You're busy living your life. I'm just your dumb little sister."

He shook his head, "No decent brother would abandon his sister. So I brought the ingredients for paella. Not a perfect way to make it up to you, but best your dumb big brother can manage right now."

"You... Didn't exactly abandon me. Still turned up every week."

He needed to admit to it, or the guilt would eat him up. He just had no way to explain it without things getting damn awkward. "I did, kinda. More like... Avoid you.""Excuse me?"

He cringed, waiting for her to punch him, "No hitting the driver!"

"Explain."

"Well, you see, if you hit the driver, it may cause him to swerve suddenly and -"

"No, you jerk!" Katie wasn't feeling the humour.

Will sighed, "We're only a couple of years apart. Right?"

"Yeah..."

He ran a hand through his hair, "You know every single one of my friends had a crush on you, right?"

"Yeah... And? I make it awkward for you?"

Will shrugged, "Sometimes. It wasn't exactly easy knowing your friends were jacking it to your sister, at times."

"Ew!"

He was glad he could keep his eyes on the road and not look over at her, "Uhm..."

"You are shitting me."

Will shrugged sheepishly. "Puberty was rough. So maybe I felt like some distance would be a good thing. A normal thing. And maybe I let that go too far. I am still your brother."

"You totally had a crush on me!" Katie laughed, teasing him. He felt a bit more relaxed at that. Even if she kept giggling and bringing it up halfway into every other conversation they had on the way to the campsite.

--

"It's cold." Katie complained, huddling around the crackling fire, her face freezing. Will dumped more wood onto it, and opened the lid of the pot to stir, "Dinner is almost ready. Should warm you right up."

She smiled slowly, looking up at him, "You had a crush on me."

"Oh, for fuck's sake." He complained, "Have you seen yourself? Of course I did. Can we move on?"

"Nope." She giggled, and took a cup as he offered it to her, "What's this?"

Will shrugged, "Hot chocolate, creme de menthe, peppermint schnappes and dark creme de cacao."

"Nice." She laughed and took a sip, "Just trying to shut me up by making me pass out? Or do you still have a crush and hope to perv?"

"Oh for..."

Katie laughed at his face, "Sorry. But it is kinda hilarious, when you think about it."

"Totally." He said dryly.

She shivered, turning slightly so a different part of her would stay warm, and looked up at the sky, "I think we're going to be glad we pinned the tent down with extras. Camping was probably a bad idea."

"How else would I get you all to myself?" He played into her joke, and burst out laughing when she stuck her tongue out at him.

Will served up her favourite meal and handed it over to her, "Though, seriously, I kinda wish we could have got a cabin. Send you off to the spa in the morning whilst I sleep through until lunch... Rain on the roof."

"I used to love the sound of rain on the tent roof." Katie smiled at the nostalgia, "Almost as good as a tin roof. I don't mind. So long as we don't get blown off the mountain."

Will sat down beside her on the log, and began inhaling the food. She rolled her eyes, "Guys are such pigs."

"Oink."

Katie frowned, "You're not drinking? Just getting your little sister drunk?"

"I thought one of us should be conscious by the time we need to get into the sleeping bags. Don't worry, I plan on joining you tomorrow. Just with something a little less heavy than that."

He wasn't wrong. It was stronger than she was used to. All the same, it was also deliscious and... "Thanks for spoiling me. I know I'm a brat. You're a good big brother."

He put an arm around her and gaze her a reassuring squeeze, "You're the best little sister."

"Damn straight."

The both of laughed, and cut off when thunder boomed, way too loud.

"Eh... Tent?"

"Tent." He agreed with her, and refilled her bowl quickly. "Join you in a minute. I'll handle the fire."

She got halfway to the tent before the rain began pelting down hard enough to actually hurt her skin. Which is when she realised she'd left her mug behind. Couldn't be helped, she wasn't going back for it, and she doubted he'd be able to hear her even if she yelled.

Katie turned on the lantern, and sat down cross-legged on her sleeping bag, to eat as she waited.

And waited.

And finished her food and waited.

Right as she was getting worried, her brother appeared, drenched to the bone. She tossed open her suitcase and found a towel, wrapping him in it quickly, "What the hell were you thinking?"

"That the car was about to get flooded and was going to get bogged." He replied sensibly, and shivered as he dripped all over the floor of the tent's entrance. "I wasn't wrong. We might need roadside assist to get out tomorrow."

"Moron." She said playfully, and then rubbed the towel some more against him, "But I'm not having you give me a cold, as well. Strip."

"Eh... Can you look the other way?"

Katie laughed at him, "Fine. But only if you do."

As he shuffled around behind her, she tried to awkwardly and quickly change into her tracksuit pants and an old t-shirt, before pulling her jacket back on and slipping into the sleeping bag.

She took more than one or two longing looks at his back. His surprisingly muscled back and tight ass. Weirdly, it didn't seem like he'd even tried to look her way. Not even to sneak a peak.

Why was she disappointed at that?

Will got into his own sleeping bag across from her, "So, how's the camping so far?"

The thunder cracked again, underscoring his point.

Katie laughed, smiling over at him, "It's perfect. You're the best big brother."

When he smiled back at her, she felt her heart ache, and she wondered why she was feeling so sad. He really had done the best he could to make this perfect.

It was her fault for dating a jerk.

And her fault for making him take her camping.

In the rain.

--

"C-c-c-c-old..."

Will shook his head, trying to wake up, and rolled over blearily, only to find that someone was wrapped around his back and shivering. He reached back tiredly, and winced as ice-cold hands grabbed his. "Cold!"

He laughed tiredly, "Ice queen. What happened to your sleeping bag?"

"It has a hole in it." She chattered.

Will shuffled inside his so he could turn around, and saw the broken zip even in the dark. Mostly highlighted by her soft skin beneath it, like her top had pulled up or something.

"Just a minute..." He yawned, and then unzipped his own, and climbed out, "Hop in."

She snuggled down beneath the edge of his sleeping bag, which he then zipped up, before wrapping hers around it, and awkwardly climbing in so he was facing her.

She gleefully shoved her freezing hands down the back of his pants for warmth, making him groan.

Will yawned again, and decided to try and steal some her warmth back for himself, arms going around behind her and under her top. Which is when he realised that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Of course she wasn't, to sleep.

It still somehow took him by surprise and brought him fully to his senses. All five of them, which were completely encompassed by the woman in his arms.

Not just a girl, a woman in absolute full bloom.

It didn't matter that she was his sister, not to the bulge that rapidly formed in his pants.

"Eh... Will..."

He went to roll over to hide himself, and she grabbed him tighter, "Don't. I'm warm."

"Uhm..." He swallowed nervously, as she snuggled up tighter and he found himself rubbing up between her thighs. Maybe she hadn't realised what it was yet? Could she think it was his knee...? He was being hopeful.

Katie leaned into him, letting him feel the softness of her chest through her jacket. She spoke quietly, barely audible above the rain, "Best big brother..."

He didn't feel like that right now.

He felt like trash.

Katie pulled in even tighter, if that were possible. He could feel his now extremely hard cock pressed up right against her, enough that he could actually feel her shape even through the thick cloth between them.

There was no way she wouldn't know what it was.

Maybe she'd got tipsy off the drink? That wouldn't make sense. They'd talked for hours afterwards before deciding to put out the electric lantern and call it a night.

He could feel the warmth of her breath against his face, her hands that were more gripping his waist than where they had been before. Her chest flattened against him, and her slit against his dick.

They might both be fully clothed, but they might as well have been completely naked, as far as his libido was concerned.

"You had a crush on me." Katie breathlessly whispered into the night

air.

Was that what she was doing? Teasing him to make it less obvious that he had a raging hard-on for his sister whilst they were camped out in the middle of nowhere?

"Sorry." He mumbled, not knowing what else to do.

Katie gave a small laugh, and then he felt her lips on his. The kiss was so hesitant, so tentative, that he didn't realise it really was a kiss at first.

He went to pull away, thinking she might have fallen asleep, her head fallen forward. One frozen hand shot up to grab the back of his head, and she pushed into him.

Will was too freaked out, too surprised, to kiss her back.

By the time he got up the courage, she was pulling away, and he heard her sniffle in the dark. "S... Sorry."

This time it was her turn to try and roll over and for him to grab her. He pulled her roughly back into him, "Katie... I... I'm your brother."

"Duh." She said bitterly, "Do you have any idea how much I've resented that? You weren't the only one with puberty problems. I... Might have fantasised about you. Once or twice."

"Really?" He said in utter dumbfounded shock. "But... You're so pretty. And athletic. And I'm... Just an idiot."

"Total idiot." She agreed and grabbed on his hands and guiding it downwards. He gasped as she presented it to the edge of her tracksuit, before pushing him down until he could feel her. "Please... Take a... Hint. For once in your life, don't misread me."

He could feel her opening, feel how wet she was.

There was no way that had... Her hands had been freezing. And her back. She couldn't have been lying in her sleeping bag to get that cold. "Were you getting up the courage to wake me up? For this?"

"Yes." She said breathlessly.

He still hesitated. "Did... Is this new? Because of what I said today?"

"No."

He wanted to be certain, absolutely certain. "Were you most hurt, that when I moved away... I didn't take you with me?"

"Yes. Idiot." She said, almost in tears by the sound of it.

Will made his decision.

"Kiss me again if you want -"

Her tongue was in his mouth straight away. He retrieved his hand, holding her gently as he kissed her back. His hands ran through her twisted mess of hair, tangling briefly and causing them to break the kiss to laugh before resuming their passionate embrace.

A moment later he rolled them so that she was under him, pinned beneath him as he kissed her and her hands frantically unzipped his jacket and tugged at his shirt, trying to get at the chest beneath them.

What the hell? They were about to make their own warmth.

He tossed them aside before kissing down the nape of her neck, making her tremble and issue a soft sound he'd never heard her make before that completely erased any hesitations he might still have.

He leaned up briefly, looking down at the tiny reflection of her eyes in the dark, "I love you."

"Idiot." She said softly, "I've been telling you that for years. It took me actually climbing into your bed for you to realise?"

"That it was mutual? Yeah, I'm an idiot."

She grasped his waistband and pulled it downwards, freeing him before wrapping a hand around it. "Total idiot. Especially for talking when you could be putting this where it belongs."

He enjoyed the feeling of her grasp as she toyed with him for a bit, before the both of them struggled to remove the bottom half of their clothes without leaving the sleeping bag in a mad dash.

She, at least, hadn't been wearing any underwear. She only had to shuffled the tracksuit bottoms down. He, on the other hand, had not exactly been expecting to get laid and took a moment longer.

A moment she used to make it harder by quickly pumping at him and pulling him down to kiss her again. Not that he minded.

Eventually though, he could feel himself rubbing against her slick entrance, and the hesitation returned.

This was it, the moment everything would change forever.

Katie spoke in the dark, trying to sound firm, but her voice trembling. "Fuck. Me."

He inched forward with the slightest pressure, feeling the head disappear into her folds. The both of them moaned out loud, and he felt his willpower dissolve, pushing the full length into her and being shocked at how wet she really was that he could.

Katie's hand went around his neck, her legs around behind him. He could feel her thighs trembling, her stomach rolling. "Oh god, oh god... Fuck... I'm right there. I'm right... Do it! Fuck me, Will! Fuck your dirty little sister."

With each stroke he could feel her walls clamping down on him. Hear her moan louder and louder, moving her hips in time with him.

"Is this what you wanted?" He grunted, "You wanted your big brother's cock?"

"Yeees!" She almost squealed, "Harder! God! I love the feeling of you inside me. You... Jerk... Keeping this dick from me. Oh, sh-shit, that's it! That's it!"

He reached a level of concentration he didn't know he could as he tried to simultaneously not change a thing he was doing, and not get sent over the edge by the pulsing and writhing figure underneath him.

"B-best. Big Brother!" Katie grunted through her orgasm, her hands clenching around him almost as tightly as her cunt.

Which was more than he could handle.

He'd intended to be ready and ask her what she wanted. He'd never had difficulty with that before, with any other girl. If anything, he had a problem with actually being able to finish before they were worn out.

He collapsed forward onto her with a grunt as he sprayed a gigantic spurt deep inside her, followed by a half dozen more. A moment after each one Katie let out her perfected little moan.

They lay there in the dark, still joined. Unable to breathe properly, waiting to regain their senses.

Senses that came back with a massive wash of guilt at what he had just done.

--

Will wasn't there when Katie woke up in the morning, with a feeling of tired satisfaction between her legs from the night before. She had spent the night grinning into his back, or at least the minute or so she'd managed to stay awake before falling asleep cuddling him.

She sat up with a fright, wondering if he'd just rolled onto his side because he didn't want her hair in his mouth, or if he was having second thoughts about it all.

Katie scrambled out of the tent, barely pausing to shove her feet into some shoes and not fall into the mud surrounding them.

Will was sitting and staring into the fire, lost in thought. There was a grim cloud hovering over him.

Katie cringed and tiptoed over, sitting down next to him and leaning into him. "Cold. You jerk."

"Mmm."

She swallowed in utter terror at that non-answer. He had to hate her now, for real.

It would have been so easy to blame it on the cold, or the storm, and agree to never talk about it ever again. Easier than trying to find the words to say what it had really meant.

What it still meant, and the hopes that it had fanned into flame.

A terrified, flickering flame.

"I..." She began, her voice shaking.

He poked at the fire with a stick, pulling away from her briefly, "Got the car pulled out and back up to the road. So I can take you home, if you want."

She punched him in the arm, hard.

Will jerked around and seemed to actually see her for the first time. She put on her best angry face, "I will hate you if you interrupt me again. For real. Do you think it is easy to say it? After so long?"

He stared at her dumbly.

She rolled her eyes and kissed him gently, briefly. "You utter moron. I actually fuck you, and you think I don't mean it? You do not have one night stands with your sister, asshole."

"Generally speaking, people don't fuck their sister, either."

Katie glared at him, "What did I say?"

"Sorry." He mumbled guiltily.

She shook her head, "Fine. I know you probably hate me. I just... I didn't realise that you... Ever liked me. So maybe after you fell asleep last night I might have... Fantasised a bit. And maybe it wasn't enough for me. Because... I wanted it. You. Everything. I... I love you."

She stared expectantly.

Will swallowed, "Eh... I can talk now?"

"Yes! Jerk!" She shouted angrily.

He sighed and shrugged, staring at the ground, "We shouldn't have. I shouldn't have. I'm supposed to protect you and -"

"And you're exactly the kind of guy I have always wanted. You. Because I've always wanted... You." Katie cut him off, "Don't be a dumb shit. Right now, I don't care about anything else. You're the sweet guy I could never bloody get to notice me. My highschool crush. The first guy I ever wanted to kiss. The first guy I ever wanted to cum inside me. You are my goddamn fantasy and you are not ruining it by guilt-tripping me into regretting this!"

Will winced, "Do I get a say in any of this?"

"No. Maybe." She said stubbornly, and turned to glare at the fire, "Make me breakfast first. Then I'll think about it."

He laughed at her, "Yeah, right. Full time access to my cooking? I'll never get your fingers out of my side."

"Damn straight."

Will sighed heavily, "I don't know if I can still come over for dinner and all that, if all I'm thinking about is kissing you."

"I said breakfast, first." Katie tried to playfully moan, and reduce the heavy atmosphere that was permanently setting into him.

He shrugged and stood up, abandoning her side to go find ingredients and a pan. When he returned, she was practically beside herself, fidgeting and biting.

Will smiled at her sweetly. The same smile that had instantly broken her heart and made her realise that it was him. That it had always been him and she was stupid to think she could ever be happy with anyone else.

"So I suppose... You should just move in with me."

Katie's jaw dropped, "You asshole! Leaving me hanging like that."

"Watch it." He replied and dug aside some coals for the pan, "Or do you want me to burn your breakfast? Timing is everything."

"If timing is important to cooking, you're totally going to burn everything anyway." Katie stuck her tongue out at him.

He surprised her by jumping halfway around the fire to catch her and turn it into a kiss. Her heart leapt into her throat, and she pushed back against him patiently, their tongues intertwining.

He left her to get her heart under control and went back to sizzling food eventually. In a pan that was now way too hot because they'd taken their sweet time.

"Were you serious?" She asked fearfully, "About... Me moving in?"

"Can't leave my girlfriend under that roof." He shrugged.

Katie cringed, "Didn't you just cheat on your girlfriend?"

"Small confession."

She glared at him, "Are you friggin' kidding me? How many girl's bras do you collect, Will?"

"It wasn't a one night stand." He shook his head, "But eh... She dumped me. And I wasn't quite sure how to give it back when she said she'd cut my nuts off if she ever saw me again and... I'm not a good boyfriend, Katie. You deserve better than me."

She stared, "Why did she break up with you?"

"Dunno." He mumbled, "Something about... Sex with me feeling like a chore. Like I felt it was a chore."

"Wow. She was stupid like a bitch. Lucky me." Katie laughed, "Oh, and if you think we're getting back to the car without a repeat performance of last night, you're just as stupid. But this time, I get to see you."

"Katie."

She shrugged, "I don't think I could have been more clear about what I want, Will. I don't give a shit if you think this is a mistake. I... Feel safe with you. You're generous, and kind, and you will give me shit if I make a mistake. Help me up, but then laugh at me. You're perfect for me.""I think you just called me an asshole." He said as he began serving up the bacon and scrambled eggs.

Katie kissed him briefly on the cheek. "Almost. My asshole."

--

Will finished loading up the car, glad that they hadn't decided to continue camping out in what was not drizzle like the weather report had promised.

He slammed the boot and took another look around, "I miss anything?"

"Sorta, yeah."

He turned to ask, and paused as he find his sister leaning on the bonnet with her pants around her ankles. He smiled appreciately, "Aren't you cold?"

"Yes, you jerk!"

He knelt down behind her and kissed at her gently, "Well, I suppose I should try and warm you up then."

Katie moaned quietly at the touch, "Yesss..."

He tried his best, he really did, but leaning on the front of a car in the freezing cold whilst the sky was threatening another terrible downpour was not conducive to anything.

All he did was end up teasing and frustrating her.

Eventually they gave up, pulled up pants, and piled into the car. "That sucked."

"Well, I mean I did. But let's not pretend we both did." He teased as he pulled away, "So... My place?"

Katie shivered, "Mmm. And the heater. We chose the worst time of the week, didn't we?"

"I don't know." He shrugged, "I think I'd be too afraid to change any of it. Because I might not end up with such a loving sister."

"Oh, she'll always love you, idiot." Katie laughed, "You just would have remained utterly oblivious, as always."

Will reached over to brush her cheek, and then thought about the practical front some more. "So... I don't really feel like making lunch. Do you want to order something when we get back?"

"Oh, I was hoping you'd finish off your pussy leftovers." Katie said teasingly, "Wow. Sounded so much better in my head. Can we ignore I just tried to say that?"

He laughed and shook his head, "Well, I sort of guessed that was a given. Don't want my sister trash talking my skills. But I also think that we might want a pizza or something once we're done exhausting each other."

She reached over to pat him through his pants, "Don't worry about your skills. You're still the best big brother ever. Though, I was hoping to snuggle in front of the TV."

"It is going to be so much harder to get out of bed if I'm cuddling you in the morning." Will said sadly, "Hard enough this morning even when I thought you were going to hate me."

She kissed his cheek, "You're sweet. And you don't need to worry so much, Will. I mean that. You keep being my sweet boyfriend, and I will totally fuck your brains out."

"Boyfriend?" He considered the word, "I guess I am. Not that we're ever really going to be able to tell people about this, especially if you end up even more in the spotlight this season."

"Eh. Cross that bridge when we get to it." Katie was nonplussed. "Besides, you called me your girlfriend first."

--

"Oh god, I love you." Katie moaned, lying on the edge of the bed and holding his hair as she felt his tongue gently probing her slit.

His fingers ran along her for a moment as he leaned back to appreciate the sight, "You have a gorgeous little pussy, Katie."

Any response from her was cut off as a finger entered her, and curled gently along her length, "Ooooh. God, I love the way you touch me."

He slid up beside her as his finger gently played with her so that he could gain access to her tits and flick his tongue at her nipples. He swirled his mouth around her and then smiled up at her, "Best little sister."

"Damn straight." She looked at him lustfully, "So... Are you going to keep teasing me or do you have something else for me?"

Will leaned up and kissed her, which wasn't what she wanted, but not something she was about to reject, either. As their tongues danced, his hand increased its fervor, and she felt her thighs begin to tremble as she approached her edge.

How in the hell did he find it so easy to make her cum?

He was better at getting her off than she was, and that just wasn't even fair.

She moaned loudly into his mouth as she saw stars, and her stomach rolled. Warmth hit her as wave after wave of pleasure crashed up against her, Will not slowing down what he was doing until long after she was done and gasping.

"That..."

He leaned over her, kissing gently at her neck, "Tell me what you want."

"Put your dick where it belongs." Katie ordered him, smiling as she found herself lost in this perfect fantasy, "My idiot. Do it. Fuck your dirty little sister. Make her beg for you to cum inside her."

She shivered when she felt him gently brushing up against her entrance, moan as the head slowly pushed inside where she could clamp down on him.

He paused, playfully kissing at her chin, "I love you."

"Idiot." Katie rolled her eyes, "I love -"

She was cut off with a grunt as he sawed his entire length into her, balls slapped up against her ass as he ground to a stop, completely buried inside her pussy and leaving her with a feeling of complete fullness. "Fuck."

He kissed her briefly, not moving for some reason.

Katie tried to lift her hips into him, encourage him to stop teasing her, and to give her everything she wanted. To knock her senses out of her and leave her a mess.

"What was that?" He asked coyly.

She grunted between her attempts to move, "I. Love. You. You utter. Jerk."

He took her hands in his, interlacing their fingers as he placed her hands above her head. He pressed them into the bed as he began to slowly, almost painfully, to slide almost all the way out.

Before ramming it all the way in with a single movement.

She found herself moaning at every withdrawal, and grunting at ever impact, staring with a wide mouth up at his concentrating face as her brother tried to keep control of himself.

With her hands pinned she couldn't reach up to encourage him. It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying herself. The moans weren't fake. But she really, almost desperately, wanted him to go to town on her.

Will smiled knowingly down at her.

"Yess. More. Please." She begged him.

He leaned down to give her a slow and romantic kiss, gently releasing her hands as he focused on trying to kiss her without completely losing his tempo as his cock continued moving through her folds.

Katie tensed up and then heaved, rolling them over and planting her on top. She gave him another small kiss before deliberately dropping herself down his shaft with some more significant speed. Between her own moans she spoke, "I love you. Will. But... When a girl... Says... More... She means... More."

"Holy... Shit." He grunted as she found her angle, and her rhythm. She was barely aware of the sexy sounds emerging from him as she drove herself up and down his length, feeling herself flush and beginning to quiver.

Her hands leaned on his chest as she upped the pace to frantic, pushing herself quickly towards her limits as her whole attention was devoted to cumming on her brother's hard cock.

He reached up, holding her breasts gently as she bounced, their hips striking against each other. His touch was electrifying, pushing her towards her desperate climax.

Katie's eyes widened and her thighs clamped down. Her fingers curled up, dragging into his chest, as she let out a single and incredibly long noise.

She pulsed atop of him, her vision full of stars and her mind fading in out with the waves of pleasure.

She collapsed sweatily atop his chest, breathing hard. She kissed his cheek softly, "Just... A minute..."

"Not... Going to need it." He grunted, and she cooed as she felt the warmth splash into her, filling her, as she twitched atop of him.

"B-best big brother." Katie's face split into a broad grin, and she kissed at his ear, "You seem to like cumming in your sister's naughty cunt."

The doorbell cut off the post-coital talk, and she pushed off him quickly, snagging a t-shirt on the way out, "I'll get it!"

--

Will lay there in a daze, trying to focus and get his breath back as he wondered how much crap would fall on them if the pizza delivery guy managed to recognise his sister.

The sooner her manager could organise her stuff getting moved, the better.

That being said, it didn't seem like there was a single chance that either of them was going to be out of shape for the upcoming season. He was already struggling to keep up with her.

"Oh crap, you've got your thinking face on." She said as she arrived back with the boxes.

Will looked up and saw her in his t-shirt, and the cum running down the inside of one of her legs and felt his exhausted dick twitch, as if trying to resurrect itself.

He shrugged, smiling at her, "Well. Uh..."

"Oh good." She grinned, "I can still make you speechless. Good to know. Start on the food, I'm just going to the bathroom for a minute."

Katie skipped from the room, clearly satisfied with herself and with far more energy than he had left. He'd been trying to pace himself, but... He'd misread the situation. That wasn't what she'd wanted.

He dragged on a pair of tracksuit pants tiredly, and opened up the food he wasn't completely interested in eating right now and took a piece.

Given the space to think, he really did always start to spiral. This... Whatever this was... Was going to get complicated, fast.

He'd only really been maintaining any kind of relationship with their parents for Katie's sake. He'd run the hell away from them, half-abandoning her in the process.

Right now, he had a chance to save her, but he didn't know if he wanted to cut off contact with them. Had no idea what it was that she would have wanted.

"Bathroom's free. Grump face."

He smiled over at her, "Now who could stay grumpy with you in the room?"

"You. All the time. Jerk." She replied, swiping the slice from his hand and biting into it with a grin. Talking with her mouthful she continued, "You and me have to have a talk about listening skills at some point."

He laughed and picked up another piece, "Oh, I heard you. Neighbours probably did, too. Shit. Eh... I was trying to make it last. Be something special. You know..."

Katie blinked at him and shook her head, "Nope. Spit it out."

"Make love." He said awkwardly. "Sorry. I was stupid, I -"

"Totally overthink things!" She stopped him, looking at him in happy shock, "That was really sweet, Will. Really. And maybe that'll happen, soon. But we've got how many years of this... Pent up... Or I do, anyway. We'll reach that point, but right now, I don't care how long or short it takes. I just wanna feel you inside me. Sorry. I'm a bit of an animal."

"I do tend to overthink. Speaking of spiralling... Eh... You on the pill?"

Katie rolled her eyes, "No, I was just planning on a hotel getaway to get pregnant and ruin my career. Yes, Will, I'm on the pill."

He held up a hand defensively, "Just checking!"

"You probably should have asked before busting a nut in me in the middle of the forest." She teased.

He shrugged sheepishly, "I've... Never had a girl actually... Get me off. You are on another level, Katie. Every inch of you."

"Fuckin' right I am." She grinned and then dropped her crust and lay her head back in his lap, looking up at him with a sort of tired love, "And any girl who didn't put in the effort to mesh with you, was stupid. You're amazing, too. We... Don't need to do anything else today, do we?"

Will frowned, "Might need some groceries, to be honest."

"You suck."

He smiled and took one of her hands, fingers interlacing, "Eh. We can get those delivered. Wanna watch a movie in bed?"

"Any excuse to fall asleep in your arms."

He leaned down and kissed her gently, "You're the best little sister."

"Best big brother." Her nose wrinkled.Yeah, actually!" Katie spoke excitedly into her phone, "Training has been going well, and I've actually got a charity match!"

Suzie gushed, "Seriously? When?"

"Next week. You seen the advertising for Eliza Jones' cancer match?" Katie asked, "Thursday, in the city. Her opponent was meant to be someone else who also qualified for last year's Open, but they pulled a muscle so... I'm the replacement."

Suzie sounded impressed, "Hot damn, girl. You get that this means everyone is expecting you to qualify this year, right?"

"A... Ha." Katie's voice was suddenly a bit more strangled and she squirmed on the couch, dropping down it slightly, "I... Think it'll... Go well."

"You okay?"

Katie looked down at the man on his knees, her legs hooked over his shoulders with his face hidden by proximity. She hadn't exactly meant for this to happen, but she had sat on the couch in nothing but panties and one of his hoodies. "Yeah. I'm good. Something's... Just come up."

"Your brother isn't being an annoying ass, is he?" Suzie asked accusingly, "I know you chose to move in with him to get away from your overprotective parents, but I did date him as well. He can be a clueless dick."

She flushed bright red, "Nah. Dick isn't being clueless. Just... Inconvenient."

"So you don't want to tell me, then." Suzie guessed with surprising accuracy.

Katie bit her lip, struggling to contain the sound that someone else was determined to get her to make, "I'm... Going to let you go. Suze."

"Sure thing. Tell Will that he's an ass, from me."

She hung up and her eyes rolled back as she could finally let out an excited and protracted moan, "Oooh! God, fuck! Oh, you cheeky bastard. Eugh... God damn it... You're going to make me..."

It was entirely unfair how good Will was at making her cum.

Her own hand wasn't capable of finding the right spot that quickly and expertly, driving her over the edge into the land of pure bliss and white lights.

Katie tried to breathe as she shook gently in the throes of her post-orgasm state. Will ducked out and stood up, a proud smile etched into his face, "I'm home."

"Noticed. Jerk." She held her chest and shook her head, "What would I have said to Suzie if you actually made me moan, idiot?"

"You?" He frowned, "I think you'd probably be honest, and tell her that you were fucking your brother. And she'd laugh as if it were a joke."

She threw a cushion at his head.

He dropped down beside her, already reaching for his computer. Katie grabbed his wrist and swung around and into his lap. She leaned in and kissed him, her lips meeting his tenderly.

His tongue was as eager as hers, as she tasted her sweetness in his mouth. Feeling the thrill of knowing that her brother had just been between her legs, and nearly got her to spill the beans to her best friend.

"I love you. Jerk." Katie said at length.

Will cupped her cheek, "You're the best little sister in the world. But... I do actually have an assignment to finish up. Sorry."

"Oh, you jerk!" She punched his chest lightly, "You go and get me in the mood, and now you're telling me I can't have any?"

He shrugged, "I'd be happy to give her ladyship whatever it is she desires. After I've done my work."

"By then I'll be hungry." She pouted.

Will rolled his eyes, "Yeah. Who cooks for you, again?"

"You." She kissed him briefly and rolled back beside him, "Because you're totally crushing on your little sister."

He only grunted a response, his single-minded focus already lost as he pulled out the laptop and popped the essay onto the screen.

She wanted to pout that he wasn't paying any attention to her, but he had just given her a massive welcome home... And he was the one who had come home.

Their home.

It might just be a shitty apartment, but it smelled like Will, and now that she'd got rid of the leftover things from his train wrecks of relationships, it was a safe place for the both of them.

The bra hanging from a nearby lamp wasn't from some slut that would dump him in a month, it was hers. Removed in an excited frenzy last night when she suggested that they hadn't christened the couch as theirs yet.

Something her friend had said finally percolated through her distracted brain, and Katie glared at him, "So... You and your friends used to crush on me and Suzie, right?"

"The both of you were hot as hell. You were very guy's dream, Katie." He said, not really paying attention to her, but sort of listening.

She frowned, "I remember making it a rule that none of you and yours were allowed to ask me or Suzie out. After the swimsuit incident."

"Young and dumb. Steve deserved whatever Suzie dashed out for that one."

Katie crossed her arms, "Also forbid you from asking Suzie out."

His fingers froze above the keyboard, and he turned his head slowly, "Oh. Oh, you're mad."

"Yeah."

Will winced, "Um... We're together now. You and me. Something I really never thought was a possibility..."

"You bastard!" Katie yelled at him, "You were dating Suzie behind my back? How long for?"

"A night."

She stared in confusion, "Wait, what? When was this, Will? What the... You had a one night stand, with Suze? I didn't think she'd... Be like that. I mean, she is definitely a slut at times, but... I didn't think she would be with you."

"I dunno if I'd quite call it a one night stand..." He hesitated, "Uh... You're going to get even madder. So, New Years, after I moved out? I was on my own. Moping about the place. Suzie turned up with drinks, board games and party hats. Said that because you weren't around it was her duty to make sure I wasn't a total loner."

"That's a line, Will. How did you not know it was a line?"

He shrugged, "I did. I moved out because of you, Katie, remember? Because this brother was terrible and in love with his sister? So... I thought maybe it'd help me to move on. Two years ago."

Her jaw cracked audibly it was so tight as she glared daggers at him. "You fucked my best friend. Kinda feel cheated on. And that you broke a rule. And that the both of you lied to me."

"It was before we were together." He said sensibly, and then shrugged, "But we didn't have sex. It wasn't like that. Honestly, I think Suzie is still a virgin, Katie."

It was her turn to feel nervous. "No, Will, she isn't. I love her, but she'll sleep with anyone, push come to shove. Anyways... My best friend turned up to fuck you, and you invited her in, like a cocksucking vampire."

"We had fun. We laughed. We got a bit tipsy, and then we made out on the couch." Will sighed sadly.

Katie punched him, "You violated our couch. We're getting a new one."

"No, we didn't. The kiss was it." He insisted, "Katie... I actually did want to talk to you at the time about it, but I didn't know how to bring it up without you getting mad. Suzie spent the rest of the night in tears. She stopped kissing me, broke down, and I held a crying girl until she fell asleep. Never got an explanation."

She looked at him in concern, "Did you try asking her?"

"Once. She threatened to carve out my tongue with a spoon if I ever brought it up again. She also threatened to put my balls in a vice and squeeze until they popped if I ever told you." He said seriously, cringing at his own description of the quite vivid threats.

Katie cocked her head, "Huh. She called you clueless, but I suppose with mixed messages like that, it isn't surprising you never made a move."

"Well. Care to inform me about the mysteries of women?"

"Nope." She shook her head and stood up, "I'm going to go call her back. This time, private call is private. I'm claiming the bedroom, make sure you knock."

"That is so not fair."

Katie shrugged and grinned, "You love me."

"I do." He smiled at her, right before returning to his computer and uni work without pushing any further. Which was irritating as hell.

------------

Will turned on a song as he explored the fridge to find something to make dinner for his incorrigible sister. At this point, it might have to be pancakes. Her appetite was beginning to eat into his grocery budget.

The headphones went in, and he felt the beat as he began to put things together. He'd always found cooking to be relaxing.

He'd actually been surprised that Katie had only just found out about him and Suzie. The woman practically bragged that he'd kissed her every time they saw each other, teasing him for never calling.

And then threatening to hit him in the nuts if he acknowledged it.

On the other hand, he was only half-certain that Katie hadn't told Suzie about the two of them. They talked about everything, sparing no details. He'd even overheard them discussing masturbation tips once.

He decided to move on from stressing about the two women in his life he didn't really have a hope in hell of ever understanding, and onto the next item.

Things were looking distinctly borderline about whether he'd be able to graduate his degree this year, or have to do another semester.

Normally, faced with something like this he would knuckle down in his study. Stop going out on weekends, or bringing anyone over. No more bras on door handles. Put the family dinners on hold, and resort to memorising his lecture notes.

Problem was, he wasn't alone in the house anymore.

He and Katie were still trying to find their equilibrium, and had started to rub each other up the wrong way. She was looking for more attention, and he was feeling cramped in the space.

Will's history of terrible breakups was weighing heavily on him, as was the massive fallout that this particular breakup was likely to bring down.

If it went badly... Both their lives could easily be destroyed.

Katie had joked that an unexpected pregnancy would wreck her tennis career. He was imagining just how quickly she'd be blacklisted if her incestuous relationship with her brother hit a newspaper.

At least she had a future ahead of her. Whilst everything he touched seemed to turn to crap, Katie seemed to have the opposite effect. She hadn't made it to her dream goal yet, but every news article seemed to treat it like a matter of time.

Only some of which were funded by Katie's manager.

She had steady appearances in all the right magazines, an ongoing contract with one of the local brands as their brand name model. She even managed to not sound stilted with the terrible scripts they gave her for TV.

Katie's one weakness, an attraction to the worst kind of guy, didn't seem have gone away.

He was a dead-end nobody.

Will tried to shake himself out of his existential dread.

He could imagine if he was talking to her, Katie wouldn't even care. She'd tell him something about crosses bridges when they got to them, laugh, and then she'd be fine whilst he continued to spiral.

Being the best thing in his life right now, and very clearly being the best thing that had ever happened to him, he didn't need much of an excuse to find a reason to do something nice for her.

Pulling himself out of his funk by imagining her excitement over some present or something sounded like fun.

Couldn't really afford to take her out on a date right now, and buying her a dress or jewellery was out for similar reasons. At least, jewellery that Katie would actually wear. She had expensive tastes.

The most romantic thing he could do for her was probably some kind of snuggle excuse. One of her favourite meals, curled up on a couch, with maybe a movie.

Problem was, Will didn't know what kind of movies that Katie actually liked. When she was younger, it had been all about horror. Then there was the weird noir phase.

All she watched in bed now seemed to be romance dramas, which she quickly abandoned to roll over and makeout with him. Which led to a lot more than just kissing. He was half-way convinced she watched them as an excuse.

Normally, faced with a lack of date ideas, he could just reach out to a friend of the girl. However, he doubted Suzie would be down to help him romance his sister.

He didn't want Katie to feel like he was pressuring her for sex, either. He wanted her to feel warm and loved, with no expectations of any kind.

Not to make up for missed time, or because he had nearly abandoned her before they went camping and finally admitted that they loved each other.

He wanted to do this for her, simply, and only, because he did love her.

Next time he went grocery shopping, he knew what he would be adding to the list. At least making her comfort foods wasn't expensive... She just ate even more than he did and wanted cooked food three times a day.

Which brought him nicely around to the massive cut in hours he'd just had with his work.

Right now, he was eating into his savings to pay for all the bills. It wasn't sustainable, which was creating a hanging cloud of dark and pressing feelings.

Warm arms went around his waist from behind, and he felt soft breasts against his back. He popped his headphones out, "Hello, you."

"What's he spiralling about, now?"

"Stuff. Doesn't matter." Will shrugged, "How's tomorrow looking for you? I've got classes, and work. But we really need some food. Household shopping trip."

"Magazine shoot, actually." Katie said with a tired sigh, "I won't be home until real late. So... You're going to have to eat alone. In the dark. And cold."

He rolled his eyes, "I am not a hobbit."

"No. They're happy folk who never have an empty larder." Katie shot back with a surprising amount of nerd spice.

Will finished cooking and walked over awkwardly with Katie still clinging to his back and laid out their terrible dinner, "So, this shoot... Is it with a cute photographer?"

She laughed and jumped onto the couch, "Feeling jealous? People do love a tennis skirt."

"I am people." Will replied without shame and sat down beside her, "So how do you actually feel about that?"

"Annoyed. Usually." Katie took on a serious tone, "I'm not out there trying to be a sex symbol. I play, because I enjoy playing, and I'm damn good at it. Objectifying it sucks, because putting on a skirt is easy. I don't do sprints until I vomit, or practice my aim or trickshots until I can barely hold a racquet and turn around and call that easy."

"Sorry."

Katie smiled coyly, "Well, for you... Just for you... I might be able to be convinced to let you fuck me in my uniform. For a price."

"Does that price involve paella?"

"You know me so well." Her nose wrinkled.

Will chuckled, "I don't think we're quite to the point of a new role play, yet. Sort of enjoying the whole incest story line, no need to move on."

She leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "Best. Big. Brother."

"Is dinner that disappointing?"

Katie glanced down and then back at him, "No... But it's your fault! You got me all hot and... Feeling stuff, before. Suzie wasn't any better. So, if the brooding jerk can spare it, I would really like to borrow his dick."

"Kind of attached to me."

She punched him, "Oi. You only get to tease so much."

"Suppose I've done my work..." He pretended to hesitate, not able to help himself.

She stood up, "Screw you! I'm going to go take care of myself."

"Katie!"

She was gone, and the bedroom door slammed.

He hadn't expected it to go quite that badly.

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She was busy hunting for a video with one hand rubbing away gently, panties around her knees, by the time he arrived to make his apologies.

Katie pretended to ignore him as Will entered the bedroom, pausing as he saw her naked and masturbating where they fucked and sometimes slept. Drinking in the sight of her with an extremely lustful gaze.

It gave her a thrill, but she wasn't about to forgive him.

"Mind if I -"

"Yes. You can't take over." She snapped.

Will rolled his eyes and then picked her up, causing her to discard the computer in surprise and grab for his neck. He laughed at her surprised squeal and started walking, "Wasn't actually going to offer that. Your night is taking a bit of a left turn."

"Jerk."

He took her to the bathroom, and she hated herself for being bitchy towards him when she smelled the salts and saw the bath and bubbles waiting for her.

He put her down on her feet gently, and knelt down to slowly finish drawing her panties down. He kissed on the inside of her leg as he did it. Tender, not lustful.

The black lace fell to the tiles.

He stood up and helped pull his own hoodie over her head, exposing her chest. That, he couldn't stop himself with. She bit the inside of her cheek to stay silent as he held the orbs gently, her softness in his firm hands. He flicked his tongue across one of her nipples, before kissing up her, kissed her neck gently, and then took her hand.

She let him help her into the hot water and she just about melted down into it, feeling the tension leaving her exhausted muscles as she did. He kissed her hand and sat beside her.

Just gazing at her with love and adoration, and no expectations.

Might just be the best apology she'd ever got from any boyfriend.

"You going to stare, jerk?"

He shrugged, "I can go."

"Don't."

She leaned back, settling and looking at the ceiling, "I... Didn't even notice how stressed out I was. How did you?"

"I abandoned you once, I won't do it again. I'm always here for you."

Katie smiled and closed her eyes, "Mmm. You're not bad, big brother. Training is hard. And I'm terrified of embarrassing myself next week. I really could have done without Suzie's revelation."

"Hey. I'm the one that's supposed to spiral."

She smiled, cupped a handful of water and dumped it over his head. "Aw, no. Well. Can't be helped. Now you have something worth spiralling about."

"Are you telling me you want me to hop in?"

Katie giggled, "That'd be fun, but we wouldn't fit. You just get to be wet and watch me enjoy myself."

He made an exasperated noise as she settled back with her eyes closed again. "Going to ask me about Suzie?"

"Nope."

She yawned, "We talked about you. A lot. I might have realised I came very close to losing you, and not getting any of this. She's not stupid, Will."

"She know about us?" He asked fearfully.

Katie didn't have an answer for him there. It was possible that she did. Neither of them had come out and said anything directly, this time. But... "She cried, you moron, because she didn't want to choose between me and you. And she had already been having a shit time when you were all sweet to her."

"Was she?"

Of course Suzie hadn't told him. Always tried to do everything on her own. "She lost her mum that Boxing Day."

"Shit. I knew things had got bad, but I didn't... She's never mentioned it."

Katie fumbled blindly to hold his face, "Yeah. Well this princess gets territorial when it comes to her brother. Might have had something to do with it. I never really wanted you and Suzie to be close."

He kissed her palm, "She coping okay, now?"

"Mostly." Katie yawned again, "Kinda jealous I got to move in with you. I'd invite her over to shove it in her face, but she'd realise there's only one bed and no one sleeping on the couch."

"Jealous?"

She laughed, "Still? Wow. I guess I did have to fuck you before you realised I loved you. But I'm your sister. What's the excuse for not noticing Suzie has a major crush on you?"

"Huh." He sounded surprised, but not interested.

Katie cracked an eye to look over at him, "Like you said, she's hot. No reaction?"

"I've already got you."

She blushed, and then decided to see just how far she'd have to go before he'd admit attraction to another girl. Or how far she needed to go to make him consider it. "You thought Suzie was a virgin?"