Hunter's eyes followed Fawn's as they both looked down at the edge of the bed, and then up at one another. Knowing now that Fawn wanted him as much as he did her, Hunter found it far easier to tap into the more carnal part of himself. It was that same part that had urged him to continue, in the Hogsmeade alley, only now given freedom.
Hunter slowly pressed Fawn back against the bed, straightening her out so that her head laid on the pillows. The Room was so exact, he could even see the indents, where his head and Fawn's had laid over the summer. Hunter had no idea why it was their childhood bed that he had wanted, but it did seem right.
"I want to do everything to you," he admitted with a blush, laying his own body along side his sister's, stroking along her side and over her breast again.
"I want to make you feel every pleasure. Can I... can I see you?"
Hunter had seen his sister naked hundreds of times, but some how the idea of it quickened his pulse and sent a shiver through him.