Her Brother.

10. Why Is This In The Trash? Sebastian?

I led Aace into the neglected, dusty old room at the beach house that had been unused for so long. "This place is filthy," I remarked, dusting off the bed. Aace, clearly intoxicated, questioned the state of the room. "Don't worry about it," I reassured him, kissing his neck.

Despite Aace's lack of enthusiasm for sex, he put on a facade to please me. As I moved down to his stomach and removed his shorts, he expressed his discomfort with the dirtiness. Ignoring his protests, I began performing oral sex on him.

Throughout the encounter, Aace's reactions made it clear that he was not fully enjoying himself. Despite his initial reluctance, he eventually gave in to the pleasure, urging me to continue. As he reached climax, he let out a loud moan and I felt him release in my mouth.

I helped Aace to his feet and then guided him to kneel down. "What..." he sniffed. "Suck," I instructed. "It's too big, it won't fit in my mouth," he protested. "It fit perfectly last time you did it," I replied with a smirk.

"Well, that's because..." he started to explain before trailing off. "You can go to sleep if you want, I'm not forcing you," I offered, hoping he would change his mind. "Won't you be upset if I fall asleep?" he asked, looking up at me. "I won't," I reassured him.

"It's okay, I'll do it," Aace said as he unzipped my pants. "Can I ask a favor before we continue?" he requested. "Of course," I replied. "Can you please be gentle with me? Sometimes you're too rough and it hurts," Aace expressed.

"Absolutely, I'll be gentle," I promised with a smile.

...

"Ah! Ouch! You promised to be gentle!" he groaned, scratching my back. "I lied," I replied, thrusting forcefully. "It hurts!" he moaned. "If you beg, I'll be gentle," I said, biting his ear.

"Please... be gentle, Sebastian," he pleaded, tears in his eyes as he held my face gently. His charm somehow softened me. "Like that... yeah," he chuckled. "You're using your charm on me," I remarked.

"It seems to be working," he laughed. I flipped him over so he was on top. "Now you can go as fast as you want," I encouraged. "Won't you be upset?" he asked. "I won't," I reassured him. He began riding me slowly, gradually picking up speed.

Despite my desire to destroy him, his charm had a strange effect on me. I find it intriguing that when he rides me gently, it arouses me even more and makes me want to climax. It seems like his slow pace increases the intensity of the experience. The way he places his hands on my chest and his feminine features evoke a strong reaction in me.

It's as if he embodies femininity trapped in a masculine form. His slender waist, pink chest, soft lips, and perfect eyes create a captivating image. His smooth hands and legs, along with his high-pitched voice when he moans, drive me wild.

The sound of his voice calling my name and his moans are incredibly arousing. Despite having been intimate with other girls, there's something about Aace that ignites a fiery passion within me. His kisses are both beautiful and intense.

The way he embraces me while kissing me heightens my arousal. Even when he's simply sitting still, he manages to excite me.

"I'm sorry I can't go faster, my legs are shaking," he said softly as he hugged me. "It's okay, you're turning me on even more when you're like this," I giggled, hugging his waist and guiding him slowly. "Can I kiss you?" he asked.

"We're already having sex, you don't have to ask that," I giggled. He kissed me slowly, wrapping his arms around my neck as he rode me gently. "Can I go faster?" I asked. "Maybe... I don't know," he whined, looking down. "I won't be aggressive," I assured him.

"Can I trust you?" he asked with puppy eyes. "Will you trust me?" I smiled softly. He didn't answer my question and started riding me faster. "Wait, hold on, Aace... Don't," I moaned. "Wait, I haven't prepared... oh, fuck," I moaned.

"I'm kidding," he giggled, rolling me on top of him. "I like you," he said as he held my face and kissed me. "Because of sex?" I joked. "No," he giggled. I kissed him softly, gradually increasing the pace. Tears welled up in his eyes as he embraced me tightly, trying to stifle his moans.

"Don't hold back. I want to hear you," I encouraged. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me once more. This intimate moment felt different from the others. Despite the slower rhythm, it seemed like Aace was more at ease.

Throughout our encounter, he maintained a smile, indicating his enjoyment of the experience. He continued to shower me with kisses and hugs, his embrace feeling comforting. His lips were incredibly soft.

His laughter was adorable, and the way his hand caressed my face and hair was arousing. Why was I feeling this way? Could it be possible...no, it couldn't be. I couldn't possibly have feelings for Aace. Maybe I just had a good intimate time with him. Nothing else.

...

I woke up to find myself wrapped around Aace's waist, his arms hugging me back. "Aace, it's time to wake up, we need to go home," I said. He remained asleep, not responding.

As I gazed at his face, I couldn't help but notice how feminine he looked. It was no surprise that Xavier was attracted to him. His pink lips and perfectly placed moles only added to his allure. He seemed almost like a girl trapped in a boy's body.

I couldn't shake the feeling that if Aace were a girl, he would have boys fighting over him. Slowly, I untangled myself from his embrace and sat up on the bed. He looked so peaceful, without any signs of pain or bruises.

Reflecting on my behavior, I realized that Aace had taught me the importance of being gentle in intimate moments. Despite feeling tempted to kiss him as I gazed at his pink lips, I knew it was wrong. I resisted the urge and instead got up to take a shower in the bathroom.

After leaving the room, I headed to the master bedroom to change. To my surprise, Luna was there.

"Hey," I greeted her with a smile. "Why are you just in a towel?" she questioned. "Just took a shower," I replied with a smile. "We have a bathroom here. And why didn't you sleep here? August was looking for you," Luna inquired.

"I fell asleep in the living room," I explained while going to my closet. "Really?" Luna raised an eyebrow. "Yeah," I confirmed, putting on a polo shirt. "Hey, guess what. I went to the living room earlier and accidentally tossed my hair tie in the trash," Luna shared, pulling something out of the drawer.

She revealed a piece of paper, and as soon as I saw it, I knew what she had found. "Why was Miles's phone number in the trash?" Luna demanded. "I don't know. Maybe Aace threw it away," I suggested. "I wasn't drunk last night, Sebastian. I'm not stupid," Luna asserted. "You threw this away," she accused.

"I saw you two," Luna stated, looking at me with intensity. Oh shit.