48 Kisses and Love - My Little Sister Is Only Ever Cold to Me, Yet Recently She’s Been Strangely Clingy

Chapter 48: Kisses and Love "Hey, more." Our first kiss never seems to end. Ren, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, gazes up at me with eyes softened in longing every time our lips part. Her eyes close, urging me silently for another kiss. I give in to her silent request, drawn irresistibly to her offered lips, thin and cool against mine. And so, we experience our first kiss over and over again. I know this is wrong. I know. Even though I know, my reason melts away in the sweetness of it all. Right now, I am stealing the lips of my precious little sister, the one I should be protecting. I’ve stolen them. Yet even this feeling of guilt only serves to enhance the sweetness. Moreover, each kiss layers upon the last, increasing the pleasure. It's not just our lips; every place where Ren and I touch becomes feverish, heat seeping through. At some point, we've both become covered in sweat, and even the mingling of our warm, slightly damp bodies is somehow comforting. Lost in the sensations offered to me, consumed by everything I was touching, suddenly— "Onee-chan, it's hard to breathe." "S-Sorry!" I hurriedly pull away, our bodies reluctantly parting. Ren is left gasping for breath, her breathing uneven. Normally, she possesses a beauty as flawless as an ice sculpture, yet now she seems nothing but vulnerable. Since confessing her feelings, Ren has appeared quite unraveled, and even that frailty was endearing to me. Just knowing that no one else has ever seen this side of Ren makes my heart race, a want to and the thought of wanting to keep it a secret from anyone else, makes my heart tighten. My heartbeat echoes Ren's rapid breaths, reflecting my own internal turmoil. "Don't stop." "Eh, but—it looked like you couldn't breathe." "I don't care. Don't pull away. Kiss me more." Ren draws nearer, again urging me for a kiss with her closed eyes. Her request is so childishly demanding, yet she seeks a pleasure far from that innocence. Drawn into that gap, I lean in to press my lips against hers again. In that moment, I sense Ren's body stiffen. Amidst our continuous exchange, my senses had sharpened, enabling me to notice even those subtle changes. In stark contrast to her usual soft touch, Ren’s body now feels still, holding her breath, fully immersed in the pleasure right before her. I slightly tilt my head, allowing our kiss to deepen more than kissing head-on. Awkwardly, Ren adjusts in turn, clumsily shifting the position of her lips to fit mine. "Ah—" The sweet sigh escaping from Ren's lips sets my mind ablaze. I yearn to hear more of her voice. However, Ren shifts again, and sensing her renewed discomfort, I instinctively pull my face away. Still holding each other close, we both open our eyes in unison, our gazes clashing in the short distance between us. It causes Ren to blush and shyly look away. "Why did you stop?" "I thought you might be having trouble breathing again." "…It's unfair. Onee-chan, is this really your first time kissing?" "It is." "…It's annoying that Onee-chan is the only one who's so relaxed… It makes me uneasy." His voice is the same cold tone as always. A beautiful voice like the sound of bells. But it now quivers slightly. Despite her mature demeanor, the Ren before me looks childish, her eyes averted and downcast, shaking with anxiety. Seeing her like this, I can't help but feel an overwhelming amount of love for her. Gently stroking Ren’s head, I assure her. "There's no need to worry, Ren is truly my first." "Then, say you love me." Ren looks at me pleadingly. From this close distance, her beauty entirely envelops me. Her body is tender and warm against my touch. With Ren’s affection pressing in from such close proximity, I have no way of resisting. "I love you. I love you, Ren." As I voice it, the words settle firmly in my heart for the first time. Yes, I truly love Ren. Though the nature of our relationship, our distance, and my feelings for her may change rapidly, that single truth remains unchanged. Hugging me tightly, Ren murmurs. "Say it more." "I love you. I love Ren." I whisper in her ear, feeling a faint tremor pass through her. "Kiss me more, too." At her words, we turn to each other, and without knowing who initiates, our lips find one another once more. "I love you, Onee-chan." "I love you too." Between kisses, we exchange these words over and over, filling the space between us with countless kisses and declarations of love.