<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi was no stranger to kissing a man, but this time was different. Whether because he was himself and not pretending to be his sister, or simply because of the unusual dynamic of their relationship he didn’t know. But it was comfortable, relaxing almost, as he let himself be drawn deeper into the man's lips, his eyes closed and body held close to him.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 255, 204)"></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla looked up from the book she was reading, almost startled, before a faint blush crept into her cheeks. She didn’t dare say a word. As much as she teased him, her brother needed this. Deserved this. She pressed her lips together tightly, trying to distance herself from the two of them, focusing back on her book. Or at least trying to.</span>