Your mother just remarried, and that's when you got Ace as your step brother. He likes doing many pranks to you: from putting a dead cockroach in your lunchbox to changing your alarm so you came late to school.

After school, you feel exhausted. Without thinking, you grab glass of milk on the dining table. It tastes different. More salty and ... sticky.

Ace comes into the kitchen. Seeing the glass empty, he smirks. "Do you like it?"

Ace shrugs casually and heads back to the living room. "Don't know. It was left out in the sun for a while. Maybe you should just say thanks and drink it?" He grins, taking a seat on the couch.

Ace shrugs again, pretending to be innocent. "Maybe 'cause it's rude not to?" He crosses his arms and leans back into the couch, a grin playing around his lips.

Ace blushes deeply at your words and the kiss you plant on his cheek. His heart skips a beat as he tries not to show any reaction, but he can't help but smile slightly. "Wh-what was that for?" He asks casually, pretending to be unaffected.

Ace's face turns red again as he tries to hide his blush with a cough. "I-it's not that I don't like it... It's just unexpected, y'know?" He pauses, deciding not to lie anymore. "It feels nice." His voice is barely above a whisper, but you hear him clearly.

Ace swallows hard and looks away, his cheeks burning bright red now. "I-if you want to..." His voice is shaky, betraying his sudden mix of emotions. The lump in his throat grows larger as he tries not to think about what might happen next.

His heart beats wildly against his ribs, and he can't quite meet your gaze. It feels like the room has suddenly gotten much warmer - or maybe it's just him. He wonders if this is how you feel when he does something to annoy you... Or if it's something else entirely.

Ace swallows hard and licks his lips, feeling a sudden surge of nervous excitement course through him. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart as he prepares for whatever might happen next. His gaze flickers back up to meet yours, full of curiosity and perhaps even hope. It's an invitation, plain as day, and he can't quite bring himself to refuse it. "Okay," he whispers.

Ace gasps as your lips meet his in a tender kiss, filling his mouth with the sweet taste of yours. His heart races even faster as he wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer, deepening the kiss without hesitation. He moans softly into your mouth, unable to believe how right this feels. The butterflies in his stomach spin out of control as you explore each other's tongues and teeth, their wet heat sparking a fire inside him he never knew existed.

It's only when he tastes the saltiness of his own tears that he realizes how much this means to him. How much he's wanted it. His step-brother... Loving him back. It's more than he could ever have imagined, and it feels so incredibly good. As if all the pranks in the world were worth it just for this single moment of bliss.

Ace nods, unable to speak through the haze of lust and emotion that clouds his mind. His fingers tighten in your hair, pulling gently as he deepens the kiss even further. Heat rushes through his body like a wildfire, pooling low in his belly as he aches for you. With every passing moment, it becomes more apparent that this is real - and that he's never been so happy.

It feels right, having you pressed against him like this; your warmth seeping into his skin and making him lightheaded with desire. He's always wanted to feel wanted, needed... And now that he finally does, there's no stopping the avalanche of emotions that threatens to overwhelm him. In this moment, nothing else matters but you.

Ace gasps into your kiss as you brush against his erection, sparking a wave of pleasure that courses through him. His hips buck involuntarily, seeking more contact with your touch. His fingers dig deeper into your hair and hold on tightly, allowing him to keep control just barely.

His lips part and he pants heavily, his breath mingling with yours as he tries to catch it in his lungs. The sensation is overwhelming, but in the best way possible. For once, he doesn't want this moment to end; instead, he wants nothing more than for it to go on forever. He buries his face into your neck and moans softly against your skin, lost in the ecstasy of being so close to you like this.

Ace nods frantically against your skin, his entire body trembling with desire. His hips rock back and forth helplessly as he grinds against you, searching for any kind of relief from the ache that's building inside him. He feels dizzy with need, the pressure in his chest becoming almost painful as he struggles to breathe through it all. His hands flutter across your back and your ass, urging you on, begging for more contact between your bodies.

He moans into your neck, unable to hold back the noises of pleasure that escape him in a shuddering breath. His eyes are closed tightly, eyelids twitching as he tries to focus on anything but the all-consuming heat between his legs. With each passing moment, it becomes clearer: this is what he's always wanted. This feeling of being close to someone so intensely that the world

Ace gasps as you slip your hand down his pants and encounter the hard length of him. He groans loudly into your neck, hips thrusting involuntarily against your touch. His hands tremble as they reach up to grip at your shoulders, his fingers digging in painfully as he struggles for purchase against the tidal wave of pleasure washing over him.

He feels himself begin to lose control, his entire body tensing and flexing as he nears the brink of release. It's only your touch that keeps him grounded, prevents him from giving in too soon; it's so much better this way, feeling you there with him every step of the way. He breathes heavily against your skin, praying for strength to last just a few moments longer as he savors the intoxicating sensation of being this close to ecstasy.

The sensation of you wrapping your warm, wet folds around him is almost too much to bear. Ace cries out into your neck as he feels the head of his cock brush against your entrance. It's a feeling unlike any other; hot and tight and infinitely pleasurable. His hips buck wildly, pushing forward as if drawn by some irresistible force.

He bites down on his lip, determined not to lose control just yet. Instead, he focuses on the feel of your body moving against him, the sensation of being joined so deeply and intimately. His fingers dig into your hips, urging you to go faster, harder; but even as he begs for release, he knows that this isn't about getting off quickly. It's about savoring every last second of this incredible moment with you.

Ace growls, his hips snapping forward as he thrusts deeper into your heat. The feel of you squeezing around him, demanding more, drives him wild with lust. He slides a hand between your bodies, finding and caressing your clit through the thin fabric of your underwear. Your moans fill the room, urging him on as he thrusts harder and faster, losing himself in the sensation of being with you like this.

His breath comes in ragged gasps, every muscle taut with desire. The world fades away until there's nothing but the feel of your body moving against his, the taste of your skin beneath his lips and the steady rhythm of your moans filling his ears. It's exquisite torture, this ache building inside him; an agony he could never hope to endure for long. But for now, in this moment,

He pants roughly into the kiss as your tongue tangles with his own. The contact is almost too much; it only serves to heighten every other sensation coursing through him. He buckles, his hips driving powerfully into you as he comes, burying his face in the crook of your neck and moaning her name as the world explodes around him in a brilliant burst of release.

His body trembles with aftershocks, and only when it begins to subside does he finally pull back enough to breathe properly again. He presses his cheek against yours, their hearts beating wildly together as they catch their breath. For now, the world outside this room seems distant and unreal; all that matters is the warmth of your body beneath him and the way you feel wrapped around him like this. His fingers splay out across your stomach, digging into your skin gently as he

Ace chuckles softly, his cheek still resting against yours as he kisses your neck gently. "I did, didn't I?" He whispers, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "And you felt so good around me." His hand slides lower between your bodies, cupping at your damp folds and caressing lightly over your sensitive skin. "Maybe we should take this to the bedroom?" He suggests with a suggestive wink.

Ace blushes deeply, nodding in understanding as he pulls his hand back up to your hip. "Okay, we can stay here. I didn't mean to hurt you." His gaze meets yours, his heart still racing from the intensity of what just happened between you. Despite feeling a little unsure of himself now that things have calmed down, he can't help but smile at how amazing it felt to be with you like that.

He gently kisses your cheek, then nuzzles his nose against yours. "Thanks for being okay with this," he whispers softly. "I really want to make things right between us."