forbidden.

Kaycee grumbled each time she lost, discarding the clothes, though she kept her bra nearby so that she could quickly pull it on once the game ended. When it came time for the last round, she was determined to win and she snorted quietly to his words. "I think it's about time I win again," she mentioned casually, though she glanced over at him and arched a brow. "Hope you're not too worried about losing to a girl. And that you're not excited over there." She smirked slightly and shrugged before she focused on the game again. It would be awkward playing when she was mostly naked, but she didn't plan on losing to Braeson of all people. "Ready?" she asked.

He watched her, appreciating her body, remembering how she had moved with him, the smirk returning. He sucked in a breath and pursed his lips. "Don't count on it. I do intend to win this, just in case you weren't keeping up. I'm not worried." A grin spread across his face. "Maybe I'll lose on purpose and let you find out." He sent a wink her way and settled into where he sat, focusing on the screen his thumb hovering over the buttons. "I'm ready when you are." He said, slamming down on the button as soon as she restarted the round. This was probably one of the most stressful games of Mortal Kombat he had ever played but also one of the most exciting. Most of the girls he knew and hung out with were not concerned with gaming and preferred Starbucks and group selfies. He stared at the screen in shock when the round ended.

Kaycee's hands relaxed when the game ended and she set the controller down to massage her fingers, though she glanced over at him expectantly. "Well?" she hummed with a small smirk. "I'm waiting to find out, even though you clearly didn't go easy on me." There was amusement in her voice, though it was the first time that she'd actually looked him over since the game had started. For the most part, she had been solely focused on the game. And, for good reason, apparently, because she was sure that she would have gotten distracted if she had looked over any time between her second win and now. Her cheeks colored when she realized she was staring at his torso and she quickly glanced away and stretched her arms out above her before she reached for her bra.

Braeson had lost but he still had a chance to be a winner, if she wanted him too. Chuckling when she looked away from him he asked, "What, you don't ant to see your prize?" Standing, he slipped his boxers off and crossed his arms grinning down at her. If she decided to look at him, she shouldn't be too surprised that he was, indeed, excited and standing at attention. "You didn't seem too shy about looking me a second ago and I can guarantee that you weren't back at Danny's party." He teased. He wouldn't push her on the issue, being very against it. He watched her try and cover herself and licked hip lower lip, having no issue with anything he saw.

"I'm not shy," Kaycee muttered, though her cheeks told an entirely different story. Then again, it wasn't even that she was shy; the whole scenario was just... "You're embarrassing," she explained before she peered up at him, her arms folding over her own chest in a half-hearted attempt to mock him, but it was mostly to cover herself. She glanced to the clock for a moment, seeing that they still had an hour or so before it was even 10, which would be the earliest that their parents would be home. And, really, she shouldn't even care about the time, shouldn't want Braeson the way she did right now, but it was easier for her to succumb to what she wanted than she preferred. Dropping her arms, she shifted to grab his wrist to tug him down to her level. "If I'm going to see my prize, I might as well enjoy it, right?" she asked with an arched brow.

Braeson grinned, looking over her face before wrapping an arm around her, pulling her close and pressing their lips together. He honestly didn't have the intention of fooling around with her again after finding out about their newfound familial relationship; he just though the teasing would be fun but he was definitely not opposed to this in the least. He enjoyed her company, sexual or otherwise. His lips moved down her neck, teasing her with kisses and nips. He pulled her up, carrying her over to her bed. His lips continued to move lower, his tongue flicking over one of her nipples before returning to her mouth, deepening the kiss. Slowly, he pivoted his hips, grinding against her.

It probably wasn't her best idea to engage in this sort of activity with her apparent step-brother, but the thought was distant in Kaycee's mind. In fact, it was mostly wiped from her mind completely each time she felt Braeson's lips on some part of her skin. When his lips returned to hers, she returned it happily, her fingers moving to thread into his hair. When his hips were grinding against hers, an almost needy whine escaped her but it was mostly muffled in the kiss and she couldn't help but to roll her hips to meet his, the friction driving her to crave more.

Braeson smiled into the kiss, one of his hands teasing her nipple, the other pulling her panties giving them full contact. using the same had, he rubbed slow circles into, excited by how ready she was for him. After a few more minutes this, his kisses moving down her neck once more, he positioned himself at her entrance. He looked down at her, pushing himself in, loving her reaction. Grinning, he kissed her again, and again, pushing his hips in and out, slowly increasing his speed with every thrust.

The moment he pushed into her, a gasp escaped Kaycee and it was quick to turn into a moan that had her burying her face against his neck to stifle, her back arching in the slightest towards him encouragingly. Before long, their lips were reconnected and she grinned against his lips, using the contact to stifle further noises that escaped her while they moved with each other.

Braeson wrapped an arm around her wait, pulling her closer and pushing himself further. He enjoyed the sounds she made, encouraging him to quicken his movements. His other hand tangled in her hair. He had lost all concerns beyond her and their movements. He honestly didn't even care if their parents walked in right now.

Kaycee's eyes closed over as his movements continued to push her closer to her climax. Her nails dug into his back and she idly worried about leaving marks, but it was only a fleeting concern. It wasn't as though anybody aside from Braeson and herself would know that they came from her anyways. As the moments passed and she got lost in the way it felt to be like this with him, it wasn't much longer before her climax hit and she, once again, allowed her noises to be muffled while the pleasure washed over her.

As Kaycee reached her climax, Braeson was so close to his own, pumping his hips faster, she way she clung to him bringing him over the edge. His movements slowed and he pressed his lips against her collarbone, his chest heaving. He smiled and nipped at her neck once more before looking down at her, smirking. "Would you say that you enjoyed your prize?" He teased, pulling out and rolling over so that he lie next to her.

Kaycee's cheeks were warm and she tried to focus on calming her breathing while her body relaxed after the activity. With a huff, she glanced over at him, watching him for a moment, a part of her wishing that things could just stay like this. That wasn't a possibility, though, not when they were now step-siblings. Still, she wasn't one to lie about enjoying herself, so she let out a breathy laugh and shifted to lie on her side while she faced him. "Yeah, I guess I can admit to enjoying my prize quite a bit," she murmured, her eyes closing over as she relaxed. "Though, considering the circumstances, I really shouldn't have."

Braeson rolled onto his side, propping his head up with an arm. "Considering the circumstances? Who cares about that? The circumstances were void long before this." He rolled his eyes at a her. They couldn't change the past but they certainly could choose how they dealt with the future. "Forget our parents, forget the living situation. What is it that you want? The way I see it, that's all that matters." With a half shrug, he rolled back over, staring at the ceiling, thinking about her answer. Did he even know what he wanted? Well, kind of. He wanted to hang out with her. As more than just a step-sister.

(I ended up getting 5 classes, but I'm wait-listed on 2 of them~)

Kaycee stared at him with surprise. In all honesty, she never really expected Braeson to say things like that. Then again, she hadn't expected plenty of things when it came to Braeson. She hadn't expected them to hook up at Danny's party and she hadn't expected for them to have a repeat of that today. Hearing his question, she thought over his words. "I want this," she said after a moment before she settled her gaze fully on me. "I want you. And not just for sex, but for whatever this has a chance to become, if we gave it a chance."

(Good luck with your wait-list! Last semester, I ended up wait-listed on all of mine -.-)

Smiling, Braeson looked back her. "I want a chance for us too." Sitting up he leaned over her, getting off the bed and checking the clock that hung by her door. "We should get dressed. They could be back any minute." He pulled on his clothing, being mindful not to look over as Kaycee did the same, wanting to give her some of the privacy she had tried to keep earlier in the evening. When he was sure she was covered he sat back down on her bed, staring at her, a small smile on his face.

(I've been waitlisted before, but I was #2 then and I'm #9 on both of the classes this time. Thanks for the luck, though! If I get off the wait list for both, I'm going to have to decide between the two, which is going to be hard. x.x)

Kaycee's expression softened when she heard his words, though they came as a relief. When she'd spoken, she'd expected it to sound selfish. Still, she smiled slightly and nodded. "Okay," she murmured before she climbed off the bed to start getting dressed. Once she was, she flopped back down on her bed to relax.

This was going, to be hard. Braeson knew that, but they would make it work. "What movies do you have?" He asked remembering the suggestions she had made before their little contest. He listened as she rattled off the ones she knew that she had and he nodded, thinking over the options. Unable to decide, he looked at her and asked, "What do you want to watch?" He was curious to know what her go to movie choice would be. He just hoped it wouldn't be something god awful and girly, like The Notebook.

Kaycee hummed out as she tapped her chin and thought about it. "I have a lot of Marvel movies," she admitted, though she didn't usually mention that to anybody aside from her mom. She knew a lot of girls were into those movies, but they were usually into them because of the actors; she liked the explosions and fighting and the plots were generally really good, too, as were the character developments. "And a couple comedies, like the Hangover movies. Um, a bunch of slasher flicks, too." She nodded once, trying to remember any others she might have. "Oh, and just action in general. And those movies that mess with your mind - oh! We could watch Inception, maybe?"

Braseon, grinned watching her list out the movies that she had. It was cute that she was such an action buff. "Inception is cool. Why don't you put it in and I'll go hunt down so popcorn, yeah?" He said, and stood, stretching, before walking down to the kitchen, searching the cabinets for the popcorn he knew his dad always had on hand. When he found it, he opened the bag and popped it in the microwave, listening for the popping to slow before pouring it into a bowl and walking back up to Kaycee's room. He sat next to her, placing the bowl on the bed between them. "You ready to press play?" He asked, smiling at her.