"Can I..." he trails off for a moment. He bites his lip, looks down and away, and only slowly back up to meet her eyes.
He could ask if she meant, show her in a video. She's caught him watching porn before. And he could definitely do that. It wouldn't even be too weird.
That's not what she's asking. Call it sibling intuition, he just knows that.
He looks back up at her, the knowledge visible behind his eyes, his face a careful blank.
"Ishi," he says, in a tone of quiet instruction. "Go. Go back across the hall and make sure your door is closed and your light is out. Then... come back here. And close the door when you come in."
He can't believe he's thinking about this. About... hands-on orgasm instruction for his little sister. But he looks at her standing there, just a little prim, a little anxious, but still forthright, and god he gets hard just imagining it.
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He could ask if she meant, show her in a video. She's caught him watching porn before. And he could definitely do that. It wouldn't even be too weird.
That's not what she's asking. Call it sibling intuition, he just knows that.
He looks back up at her, the knowledge visible behind his eyes, his face a careful blank.
"Ishi," he says, in a tone of quiet instruction. "Go. Go back across the hall and make sure your door is closed and your light is out. Then... come back here. And close the door when you come in."
He can't believe he's thinking about this. About... hands-on orgasm instruction for his little sister. But he looks at her standing there, just a little prim, a little anxious, but still forthright, and god he gets hard just imagining it.