The bathroom was thick with heat and the soft scent of shampoo.
The fog on the mirror blurred everything, leaving only the reality of touch and breath and skin.
Ai gasped softly against Shin's mouth, her small hands clutching his shoulders like he was the only thing keeping her upright.
"Onii-chan…" she whimpered, voice trembling.
Shin's hands were everywhere — smoothing down her slick back, tracing the delicate curve of her waist, sliding down to cup the soft flesh of her hips.
His touch was firm, possessive, like he needed to memorize every inch of her perfect, porcelain skin.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, mouth grazing her ear.
Ai shivered violently at the sound of his low voice, her knees wobbling.
The hot water rained down around them, but she barely noticed it anymore — the only thing real was Shin, Shin, Shin.
He backed her against the warm tile wall, trapping her tiny, naked body between his chest and the cool ceramic.
Ai mewled when she felt his hardness pressing against her stomach, thick and heavy and so hot.
"Onii-chan…" she whimpered again, clinging to him.
Shin caught her chin gently, lifting her face to look into her wide, wet eyes.
"You want this," he said quietly, no question in his tone — just a deep certainty, as if her body had already betrayed her a thousand times over.
Ai nodded frantically, her wet hair clinging to her flushed cheeks.
"Yes," she whispered. "I want you. Please."
A slow, dangerous smile curved Shin's lips.
He kissed her again — deeper this time — stealing her breath right from her mouth.
Ai moaned helplessly as his hands roamed lower, cupping the soft swell of her bottom, squeezing firmly.
She arched against him instinctively, trying to get closer, needing more.
Shin's hand slid around, fingers teasing the sensitive skin at the apex of her thighs.
Ai gasped, her hips bucking into his touch.
"Already so needy," he murmured against her lips.
Without warning, Shin slid a finger between her folds, finding her drenched and aching.
Ai cried out, the sound echoing off the tiled walls.
"So wet for me," he chuckled lowly, adding another finger, stretching her just slightly.
Ai couldn't think — couldn't breathe — her entire world narrowed to the rhythm of his fingers moving inside her, curling just right, pressing against that spot that made her legs tremble.
She buried her face in his chest, whimpering, biting her lip to try and muffle her cries.
But Shin wasn't having it.
"Let me hear you," he ordered, voice thick with desire.
He pressed harder, fingers moving faster.
Ai sobbed out a moan, clutching at his slick skin, nails digging into his back.
She felt herself spiraling — every nerve ending on fire — pleasure building and building until it was unbearable.
"O-Onii-chan! I-I'm…!" she cried, body tensing.
Shin kissed her fiercely, swallowing her scream as she shattered against him, thighs trembling uncontrollably.
He held her through it, murmuring sweet nothings against her temple, petting her like she was the most precious thing in the world.
When she finally sagged against him, boneless and dazed, he pulled back just enough to see her flushed, dazed face.
"You did so good," he praised, kissing her forehead.
Ai blinked up at him, eyes glassy with pleasure, heart still racing.
But then she noticed —
He was still hard.
He was still aching.
A wicked little smile curved her lips.
"My turn," she whispered, voice still shaky.
Shin arched an eyebrow but said nothing, letting her take the lead.
Ai dropped to her knees on the wet tiles without hesitation, her hands trembling slightly as she wrapped them around his length.
He was hot, heavy, pulsing in her grasp.
Ai swallowed hard, heart pounding.
She leaned forward and pressed a soft, tentative kiss to the tip.
Shin groaned low in his throat, his hand finding the back of her head.
Emboldened by the sound, Ai licked along the underside, savoring the taste of his skin, the way he shuddered under her touch.
She wrapped her lips around him, taking him into her mouth slowly.
Shin cursed softly, his fingers tightening in her hair.
"Fuck, Ai…" he breathed, voice rough.
She looked up at him through her lashes, cheeks burning, and began to move — slow at first, then faster, bobbing her head as she sucked him deeper.
Shin's hips jerked slightly, but he held himself back, letting her set the pace.
Ai moaned around him, the vibrations making him groan even louder.
"You're too good at this," he gritted out, eyes dark with hunger.
Ai whimpered in response, taking him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him.
Shin's control snapped.
He gently but firmly guided her movements, thrusting slowly into her mouth, watching with dark, hooded eyes as she took it all, drool slipping from the corners of her lips, mixing with the hot water still streaming down from above.
Ai clung to his thighs, desperate to please him, desperate to make him feel even a fraction of what he made her feel.
"Onii-chan…" she whimpered when she pulled back for air, licking his tip teasingly.
"Fuck, Ai—" he growled, "—I'm close."
She took him back into her mouth eagerly, cheeks hollowing, sucking harder.
A few more thrusts, a few more desperate moans, and Shin came with a low, guttural groan, his hands tightening in her hair, spilling deep into her mouth.
Ai swallowed everything instinctively, trembling with pride and love and need.
When he finally pulled away, breathing hard, he crouched down and scooped her up into his arms, cradling her against his chest.
"You're unbelievable," he whispered against her wet hair, voice thick with emotion.
Ai giggled weakly, pressing kisses against his chest.
"I love you, Onii-chan," she whispered.
He smiled, soft and full of something that made her heart ache.
"I love you too, Ai," he said simply.
And in the warm, steamy haze of the bathroom, with the water still falling around them like rain, they clung to each other —
Not just with their bodies, but with their hearts.
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END OF CHAPTER : 64 : IN THE STEAM!
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