Stealing Spree

Chapter 2468 What changed in a week?

Chapter 2468  What changed in a week?

"Alright, stay right there and point me where to put these," I said as I went through the grocery bags.

I already cleaned up the countertop and I moved Eimi to a chair, letting her rest there. The exhaustion and the prickling pain of her first time were clear in her eyes, but she had a serene smile that made it all worth it.

"Un. But you can leave it there. I can finish it later after I rested enough."

I looked at her and shook my head while wearing a reprimanding expression, "No can do, Eimi. I won't let you exert yourself right after that."

"Pfft You're so stubborn," Eimi softly giggled, her cheeks still sporting a pinkish hue.

Understanding that I wouldn't change my mind, she began instructing me. She watched as I put away the groceries, placing them neatly in their designated cabinets and fridge shelves. Despite her earlier protest, I could see the relief in her eyes seeing me proactively handling the situation.

A few minutes later, it was done.

The kitchen looked like nothing happened, except for the faint scent of sex lingering in the air. It was faint enough that no one would suspect it but also strong enough for us to remember it from today onwards.

"Come here, I'll carry you to the living room." I turned back to Eimi and squatted in front of her, my arms wrapping around her waist.

"You worrywart. I'll be fine here. You should go and see Anzu-nee. She must be waiting for you," Eimi said with a gentle smile as she pinched my cheeks.

She's trying her best to look fine even though she's still a little out of breath and feeling sore down there.

"I know she is, but she'll be okay. I'll check on her later." I replied with a gentle smile, not letting her go. "For now, you need to rest."

Eimi couldn't help but giggle at my stubbornness. She embraced my head, pulling me in for a soft kiss that made my heart flutter.

"Alright, if you insist." She whispered, allowing herself to be carried to the living room.

The soft couch cradled Eimi's body as I set her down gently, making sure she was comfortable. She leaned into the plush cushions, a sigh of contentment escaping her lips as she felt the cool fabric against her overheated skin.

I pulled the throw blanket over her, tucking it in around her to keep her warm. She was already half-asleep, her eyes fluttering closed as I kissed her forehead.

"Mhm. I'll be here with you, rest well," I whispered as I sat beside her on the couch. I could feel her body relax into the cushions as I held her hand, her thumb gently stroking mine in a soothing motion.

The quietness of the room was occasionally pierced by the sound of Anzu-nee moving upstairs. I knew she had to be wondering what we were doing down here.

Soon, Eimi's eyes closed completely, and her breathing evened out. I turned on the TV and put it on some random music show, serving only as a background hum to the quiet that had settled around us.

I watched her for a while before finally standing up and making my way upstairs.

Activity could still be heard but the moment I took my first step on the stairs, it became quiet as if the girl upstairs had been notified of my presence.

I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the conversation I was about to have with Anzu-nee. I got delayed a bit and even if she heard us, the most important thing was still what we put off for a week.

I wonder... am I going to be told to forget about what happened between us or are we going to take another step with our relationship? We already crossed a line, keeping up with the 'elder sister and younger brother' facade was going to be difficult from now on. Nonetheless, I still like acting as her little brother. Her pleased expression whenever I call her Anzu-nee-san is something I cherish.

But now that we've had oral sex, things are going to get complicated. Even before reaching Anzu-nee's room, I could already sense the unspoken words and unresolved feelings weighing on my shoulders.

Knocking gently, I called out softly, "Anzu-nee, can I come in?"

After a brief pause, the door creaked open. Anzu-nee opened it without saying anything. Looking at her clothes, it looked like she had just put on what was comfortable for her at home. Her hair was a little disheveled, giving her a more mature and seductive look despite her petite figure. She stepped aside to let me in but I could tell how fidgety she was.

"Anzu-nee-san, haven't seen you in a week, why do you look like you've gained weight?" I glanced at her, running my eyes from top to bottom before putting on a smirk. It was a harmless tease, but it was enough to get the reaction I wanted. Her cheeks flushed redder than a ripe tomato.

It made her pout and retort right away, "I haven't gained weight, cheeky little brother!"

Her voice was filled with feigned annoyance but the twinkle in her eyes gave her away. She knew I was just teasing her.

"Is that so? Can I check it?" I stepped inside her room, closing the door behind me with a soft click. Anzu-nee's room was always meticulously clean, reflecting her organized nature. The faint scent of her perfume lingered in the air, adding a sense of comfort to the already familiar space. She looked up at me and averted her gaze. But she didn't step away, allowing me to approach her.

I reached out and took her hand, leading her to the bed. She sat down with a sigh, and I followed suit, sitting next to her. Her hand remained in mine and our fingers gradually intertwined.

"W-what are you doing? You said you're going to check if I gained weight or not?" Anzu-nee stuttered, her cheeks still flaming red. Looking at how she was quivering like a little mouse, her aura of an older sister was nonexistent at the moment, This was how much our intimate moment affected her.

"Well, I'm going to check if you've really gained weight," I smirked, leaning in closer to her. I placed my hand on her thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. Her skin felt warm and soft, and she squirmed under my touch.

"T-that's not how you check for weight gain!" Anzu-nee protested, but the way she leaned into my touch suggested she enjoyed the attention. I chuckled and continued my inspection, my hand sliding up to her waist.

"I lied, you look as great as before, Anzu-nee-san. Maybe even better." I said in a whisper, watching her face turn a deeper shade of red. She tried to pull her hand away but I held on tight, giving her a gentle tickle on her side. Anzu-nee let out a high-pitched giggle, her body squirming under the touch.

"I came here to see you too. It's been a week, you know? All this time, I'm worried you won't want to see me again. That you'd be filled with guilt." Slowly, I eased her down onto the bed, her eyes widening but she didn't resist. "Tell me, Anzu-nee-san. How do you feel?"

Her eyes stared at my eyes as if looking for the answer in it. Then she pulled me down to her, her hand pressing against my cheek, "I don't know, little brat. It's complicated. But when you're around, I feel... safe. Especially after that..."

"I see. Have I leveled up from just being your little brother? I mean, I promised to take care of you while you still don't have anyone. But... I don't mind filling up the shoes for real."

Of course, can I still call myself her little brother after that? I can continue acting as one but we both know it can't be the same anymore.

"I... I don't know. You have Eimi, little brat. Why are you acting like this?" She averted her gaze again. Likely afraid that I could see how much she was faltering and holding herself back from pulling me further down and claiming my lips.

"I love Eimi but can I not fall for you too?"

As those words left my mouth, I moved her hand from my cheek to my nape before nudging her head back to face me again. She bit her lips as the conflict in her eyes was visible.

Before long, she opened her mouth and forced some words out, “I… I’m your older sister, little brat. That’s how we should be…”