<9> Vinnia almost wasn't fully expecting his return of her gesture, but when his arms wrapped around her waist in kind, she felt herself practically melt into his grasp. Her entire body leaned forward to flatten against his chest as the siblings exchanged kiss after passionate kiss, their abreast hearts filled with excited butterflies, even if neither of them knew the depths of the other's feelings. Their grips tightened upon each other as their kisses grew even more frenzied. When the pair finally drew their lips away from one another, their glowing eyes met once more, and that shared look spoke a hundred times more than either of their words could possibly have. The burly hunter's eyes shut again as he focused solely on his sister's tender, hungry touch. Kiss after kiss melted into one another as Vinnia's fingers began to quickly trace down the back of his neck and over his yet covered chest. Artaan could feel exactly what she was doing -it wasn't the first time she'd done this, albeit under much more innocent circumstances- and with just enough time he gripped her tight and shifted himself to one side. Had he not done so, Vinnia's sudden push against his bare, hair-covered chest would've plunged him straight into the water, but instead he landed happily on the soft grass as she followed him with another string of passionate kisses. The eager Vinnia's mind was a blurred whirr of new thoughts as the gentle realization of her mounted passions came to bear. Her cheeks burned hotly as she reveled in kiss after hungry kiss, each one seemingly deeper than the last. Her soft body bore down on Artaan surprisingly firmly as she began to tenderly pull at the buttons of his vest, silently telling him that there was more to her intentions than simple kisses. Despite the heated frenzy of kisses, Artaan was keenly aware of his sister's every touch. His own hands traced down her back briefly before releasing her, only for his fingers to gently assist her in unbuttoning his garment. Rational thought became second to their silent, shared desires. The hunter had to trust that his sister would say something if she felt things had gone too far... but then again, how far was too far if he was practically in heaven with her lips meshed to his? Even after her wild night, Artaan was delightfully overwhelmed by the powerful scent of blueberries that seemed to surround his sister, and even a slight opening of his eyes found the view of her so close to him to be all the more beautiful. Taboo aside, there was nothing about his current circumstance that he found he didn't like. Similar thoughts remained in the very back of Vinnia's mind. At any moment, she felt without a doubt that she could stop, stand up, and say no without so much as a word of protest from her brother. She had always known Artaan as a relatively gentle soul, but she knew well enough that he would say something if he felt discomfort in kind. She felt safe with him as she practically tore open his vest, and his masculine, natural musk flooded her sense of smell wonderfully. Thick, black curls covered the bulk of his well-toned chest, and only then did Vinnia pull her lips from his and hypnotize herself with the sight of his pelt. Without a word she began to rain kisses tenderly down her brother's cheek, along his neck, and down his burly chest as she happily enmeshed her face against his powerful body. The sound of a soft, happy moan was somewhat muffled against his body, but it was plenty loud enough to assure the hunter that she, too, was enthralled and delighted. "Hey, not fair," Artaan suddenly breathed, though his tone was quite gentle. Vinnia froze immediately in place, and as if in slow motion her face turned upward to look at him like a deer in the headlights... or in this case, a goat caught in the forest. A gentle smile remained on his face as he spoke. "I have shown you mine. It's only fair you show me yours, no? If you... don't mind, of course." Vinnia remained frozen for a long moment before her expression slowly turned exceptionally coy. "Is that fair?" she purred teasingly as she gently pushed herself upright, her legs yet straddling her brother's lap. "A simple little flash would repay you for your heroism?" Artaan shook his head fervently. "You will repay me nothing," he insisted. "I was merely-" It was Vinnia's turn to silence him with a gentle touch to his lips, and before he had a chance to protest, both of her hands caught the fringe of her nightshirt to yank it sharply up over her horned head. The loose fabric lifted away to reveal her soft, pudgy belly, followed quickly by her pair of impressively large, squishy-looking breasts, each topped with particularly dark blue, puffy nipples. A soft grunt escaped her as she fumbled with her nightshirt as its collar caught on her left horn, but a couple smart tugs freed it without tearing the fabric. Vinnia gasped happily as she looked casually up into the morning sky, and proudly she placed her hands on her hips before looking back down at her brother with a cocky grin. "Well?" Artaan almost couldn't believe his eyes. He'd thought her to be quite beautiful the night before, but seeing her in the open daylight seemed to amplify her natural beauty threefold. The way that gravity gently caught her hefty chest, the cocky look in her eye, the softness of her bare belly against his skin... all of it combined intensified Artaan's desires all the more. He could only silently pray that she couldn't feel the swollen bulge that already pushed up between her covered thighs. "W-well... if you were to *offer* such a blessing... I... suppose it would be *rude* to refuse... yes?" "Exactly," she purred as she lowered herself back over him to kiss her brother yet again. Her weighty breasts touched down gently against his hair-covered chest as she flattened her body to him once more... but this time her slender fingers wiggled their way boldly between the two of them to give his growing bulge a tender squeeze, making her intentions fully, inescapably clear.