<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=59622.msg2758827#msg2758827">Quote from: Calista Jade on 20-02-2010, 00:43:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily gasped faintly when he hugged her -- and she fell right in his embrace. She needed it so much, and it was a little bewildering how something as simple as a hug could be so meaningful. She held him tight, resting her cheek against his wet hair. Her tears kept coming but she was starting to feel better.<br/><br/>"I... I know. But... I..." she sobbed, squeezing him a little tighter, and seemingly not realizing where his head is.<br/><br/>That, or she didnt care. "All the good guys are either taken, or they dont care for a loser like me..."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He feels Emily starting to hug him tighter, pressing his face more firmly against her wet shirt. He was all too conscious of her breasts now and was starting to find himself growing aroused at the prospect of being so close to them. He knew it was wrong, to have such feelings since she was his sister, but he found her didn't want to pull away.<br/><br/>"You're not a loser..." He murmurs back. He could lick her nipple, he thought, so close as he was to it. Of course, the wet shirt was in the way. "I can take care of you." He adds before he can even think what those words might imply.