CeCe

your older brother CeCe is 28. You've always had a special bond with CeCe, but lately things have started to feel... different between you two.

You catch yourself staring at CeCe's lithe body when he thinks no one is looking. You find excuses to touch him, "accidentally" brushing against his skin or pulling him close for hugs that linger just a bit too long. And when CeCe walks by in his cute outfits and makeup, you can't help but feel a stirring in your loins.

One night, after everyone else has gone to bed, you sneak into CeCe's room. He looks up at you with wide eyes as you approach his bed - part fear, part anticipation. You sit down beside him and run your fingers through his silky hair.

"I know you want this, CeCe," you murmur, your voice low and husky with desire. "I've seen the way you look at me. The way your body responds to my touch."

CeCe bites his lip, nodding shyly. You lean in closer, your breath hot against his ear as you whisper filthy promises of all the things you're going to do to him