Power Stolen By The Kiss(male reader x rwby) +18

Brother an Sister Bound

Estrella's soft chuckle faded as she stopped mid-bite, her salad momentarily forgotten. With a determined yet affectionate gaze, she set her plate down and gracefully walked over to Zack's side. Her steps were as fluid as a dancer moving to a silent melody, barely making a sound against the polished wooden floor. As she reached him, she raised a hand to her lips, wiping away a small smudge of ranch dressing that clung to the corners.

In a soft, blunt tone that cut through the air, she said, "Zack, you're a rare gem. I don't say it enough, but you mean the world to me." Her voice held a mixture of sincerity and assertiveness, leaving no room for doubt. And in that moment, as if to seal her words with an affectionate exclamation point, she leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on Zack's cheek.

As her lips brushed against his skin, a trace of the tangy dressing transferred to his cheek, creating a subtle connection between them. It was a tender act, a gesture of gratitude and affection, with the lingering taste of the salad adding an unexpected touch of flavor to the intimate moment.

Returning to the dining table, Estrella resumed her walk, her footsteps barely audible against the polished wooden floor. The room was filled with the gentle rustling of her movements as she scooped up a medley of olives, onions, and tomatoes. The olives emitted a briny scent that mingled with the pungent sweetness of the onions, while the tomatoes released a burst of freshness, filling the air with their aroma. With a satisfying crunch, she savored the combination, the sound of her chewing blending harmoniously with the ambiance of the room.

Zack, his cheeks now flushed with a rosy hue, let out a nervous chuckle that hung in the air like a delicate melody. His fingers found solace in scratching through his long, light brown hair, a habit born out of a mix of anticipation and slight unease. His gaze shifted around the living room, taking in the vibrant red chairs they sat upon. The bold color of the chairs contrasted with the soft glow of the nearby campfire, casting a warm and inviting ambiance. Empty plates sat in front of them, a reminder of absent family members who were not present in that moment. The room was adorned with vases, their delicate forms adding touches of elegance and beauty to the scene.

"I'm truly grateful to know how much I mean to you," Zack spoke, his words punctuated by slight pauses as he caught his breath. The warmth in his cheeks matched the flickering flames of the fire, both evidence of his growing emotions. His voice carried a mixture of joy and vulnerability, revealing the depth of his feelings.

Sam shrugged his shoulders, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as Estrella leaned in and planted a tender kiss on Zack's cheek. The touch ignited a spark of warmth within him, and he couldn't help but chuckle in a mischievous manner. His eyes shifted, and there, he saw Kevin, tears streaming down his face, a mixture of happiness and emotion. Sam's smirk grew wider as he teased, his eyebrows raised in playful provocation.

"Aww, is my harem's big bad boy crying?" he taunted, his words laced with humor. In response, Kevin grabbed a nearby pillow and hurled it at Sam, their laughter filling the room, creating a symphony of camaraderie and shared memories.

Meanwhile, Estrella finished her salad, a sigh of relief escaping her lips. She delicately wiped her lips with a napkin, feeling the smooth texture against her skin, a tactile sign of contentment. The tangy flavors of the meal lingered on her tongue, and she smacked her lips in satisfaction, savoring the last remnants of the culinary experience.

"Zack, I don't know how to thank you for everything you've done for me," she spoke, her voice laced with soft affection. Her words carried a weight of gratitude and love. "You mean so much to me. You've always been there for me, right from the day we met. You're my rock. I don't know what I'd do without you."

With that, Estrella leaned over and wrapped her arms around her brother, her embrace tight and comforting. She cherished the feeling of closeness, the warmth that radiated from him. It was a precious moment, a reminder of the unbreakable bond they shared. Zack reciprocated the hug, his hand gently patting her back, his heart overflowing with love. Words eluded him, and he found solace in the silence of their embrace.

As fatigue began to take its toll, Zack yawned, his weariness evident. The sound of someone stirring upstairs caught his attention, his little brother Nicholas awakening from his slumber. The day was winding down, and the echoes of their laughter and the embrace they shared lingeredin the air, filling the room with a sense of warmth and familial connection.