"I love you more than life itself", Hunter whispered against his sister's cheek, feeling the return warmth of breath on his skin. He slowly moved the thumb on his hand, still pressed firmly up against her breast, feeling the softness of the material and the warmth of the even softer skin beneath. He hadn't had any intent to do it, but when Fawn's nipple hardened under the cloth, Hunter couldn't help but make a small noise at the back of his throat.
"And Gods, I admit it. I want you," he said, with more heat now. It was like the parts of his brain that were screaming with doubt were slowly shutting down, under the weight of his contact with Fawn.