Alex lay on her side on Justin's bed, looking at him, feeling too nervous to speak - which, for her, was a very strange feeling. She swallowed as she ran her hand down his bare arm. He was looking her up and down, and she felt very self-conscious, there in just her underwear.

"You know what you are?" Justin said, moving a little closer, putting a hand on the side of Alex's head, just below her ear.

"What?"

"Perfect," he answered, then kissed her, very briefly. Alex was surprised when he broke it so soon, but then giggled as he went on. "Your lips are perfect," he said, then kissed her on the chin, said, "Your chin is perfect. Your cheek is perfect. Your eyebrow is perfect," matching each statement with a kiss.

Her neck was next, and she giggled again, as it tickled a little, then squirmed just slightly in his grasp as he moved down. "Your shoulder is perfect. Your upper arm is perfect." Alex felt warm and tingly as her brother's hands caressed her sides and belly, his head moving about as he continued to kiss her body. "Your collarbone is perfect."

One hand slid to the lacy top of her bra, and then Justin pulled it down, exposing her left breast. "Mmm... this is better than perfect." He kissed it in a spiral, every few inches, moving toward her nipple, and then he kissed that, took it into his mouth, sucked on it lightly. Alex felt an almost electric thrill there, and an answering echo lower down. Oh no, she thought with embarrassment, my panties are going to be soaked by the time he gets to them.

Justin's head came back up, and he pushed Alex onto her back, moved over to straddle her, then kissed her mouth, sliding his tongue in. His right hand was on her exposed breast, squeezing it, and she put her hands on his shoulders, feeling the muscles there. Their tongues played with each other, as Justin slid his arms under Alex, lifting her into the kiss, pressing her against himself.

He broke the kiss and moved to the side, used one hand to brush her hair back, then nibbled softly on her ear, licked it, breathed into it. "I love you," he whispered, and Alex suddenly squeezed him tightly with her arms, fighting back a rush of tears she didn't completely understand.

"I love you too. Forever." She moved one hand from his back, searched down, found what she sought. Gripping him through the soft cloth of his boxers, she rubbed up and down slowly, not sure what sort of pace she should use to make him feel good.

Justin's hand moved to her wrist, pulled her hand from him. "Not yet. I'm not through playing with you." He lowered her back onto the bed, moved down as his hands worked behind her back. The clasp of Alex's bra came free, and he took it off her, cast it aside onto the floor. She gasped as he went straight for her other nipple, the one he hadn't touched yet, took it and sucked it with an intensity that sent a mixed jolt of pleasure and pain through her.

"Oh... oh, Justin, yes... make it hurt a little..." He bit down then, very gingerly, not wanting to really hurt her. Her back arched, and for a moment he was afraid he'd bit too hard, but the sound that issued from her mouth was not one of pain. Emboldened, Justin moved a hand down between Alex's legs, stroked her through her panties. They were wet, and a pulse of lust went through his body at the thought of what that meant, of what her body was ready for.

His fingers caressed Alex through her panties, and she shivered. She felt him pull the legband aside, slide his finger against her, and she moaned again. "Don't," she got out then. Confused, Justin tried to draw back, but she clung to him. "Not with a finger. I want... I want you in me, not your finger."

"It's okay," he answered her. "I'm just teasing right now - getting you ready -"

"I'm ready!" Alex interrupted, more loudly than she intended. She paused, blushing, then spoke more quietly. "I'm ready for you, Justin. I've been ready for days. Please. Please." Her hand moved back to him, touching him, and then she moved it up, joined it with her other hand, began trying to pull his boxers off of him, heedless of the difficulty in the position they were in.

It was too much. Justin had wanted to tease her, to take hours, but he was driven over the edge now, and found himself half-ripping Alex's panties off of her, then quickly helping her with the shucking of his own underwear. They joined Alex's bra on the floor, and he shifted on the bed, moved his hips into position. Alex moved her hand, tried to guide him, but the first attempt still didn't hit quite right, and she let out a little "ah!" of pain.

"Sorry," Justin said immediately, but Alex smiled up at him, raised her head to kiss him quickly. "It's okay. A little lower, I think... and go in slow, okay?"

Nodding, he did so, and then they gasped together. "Oh... oh Alex - that feels so good."

"Oh, yeah... go in more..." She felt him against her barrier, then, and closed her eyes tightly as he pushed forward. There was pain, but it was good, he was in her now, already moving back and forth slowly.

"Is this okay?" he asked, kissing her temple, and she nodded.

"It's going to hurt, the first time. I knew it would. But I want you to, Justin. I love you." She clung to him again now, feeling full in a way that she never had before. "Tell me you love me."

"I do. Oh, Alex... I feel like I've known you my whole life. I love everything about you. I love your eyes, and your lips, and your hair, and the way you smile at me. I even love it when you tease me..." Justin was moving in her, tingles running up and down his body, and it felt like something had broken inside him as well, and he couldn't stop talking. "I love the way you laugh. I love how it feels when you hug me, and how your hair smells. I love how you act miserable when you're sick, and how you say 'thank you' when I get you things then. I love you, Alex. I love you more than anything."

She was crying again, under him, but a smile was on her face. "I love you too, Justin. I can't imagine living without you. I love you. I... oh!" She gasped as his thrusts sped up.

"Alex... I'm getting close..."

"It's okay," she said, quickly. "You can do it in me. It's okay." He moaned in answer, and a shudder went through him, and then his thrusting slowed, then stopped altogether after a few more times. He lay on top of Alex, arms around her, and kissed her all over her face.

At six in the morning, Alex's phone buzzed. She woke up, looked at it. "Alarm," the screen said, and it took her a few moments to realize why she'd set an alarm for that early. Right. I've got to leave before sunrise. Now I know how a vampire must feel.

She lay there for a few more moments, though, enjoying the closeness of Justin. He was spooned into her, one arm under her neck, the other draped over her side, hand still cupping her breast. They'd talked and caressed for hours, after that first time. They'd made love for the second time at three, although she'd still been sore. They'd finally gone to sleep around four, and she wasn't looking forward to their parents getting home at eight, but she'd live.

And Justin loves me. She caressed his arm, wanted to bring his hand up and kiss it, but was afraid she'd wake him. He'd been so sweet to her, and the things he'd said... it couldn't just be the spell. She didn't know what she was going to do from here, but Justin really, truly loved her. We'll make it work. Somehow.