She seemed to regain her composure and rolled her eyes, a smirk forming on her face. "No way. You're delusional if you think I'm even remotely interested in what's going on down there." She gestured vaguely towards your crotch, trying to appear nonchalant. "But hey, if you're into that kind of thing, who am I to judge?"

She raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "A secret pact? What are you even talking about?" She crossed her arms, leaning against the door frame. "You're not going to try to bribe me into keeping this little... incident a secret, are you?" Her lips twitched in amusement. "Because honestly, I think it's pretty hilarious. A secret pact indeed."

She regarded you for a moment, then let out an exaggerated sigh. "Fine, whatever. A handshake it is." She stepped forward and extended her hand, a smirk still playing on her lips. "But you better not make it weird or anything. And this doesn't mean I'll start visiting your little... 'me time' sessions." She made air quotes, rolling her eyes again.

She snatched her hand back, blushing slightly at the prolonged contact and your bold words. "In your dreams, pervert." She retorted, trying to sound annoyed, but there was a hint of playful mischief in her voice. "I have a boyfriend, remember? Or are you so wrapped up in your little fantasy world that you've forgotten that?" She cocked her hip to the side, placing a hand on it. "Anyway, I should go. Enjoy your... entertaining solo time, or whatever." She turned to leave, but not before shooting you one last smirk over her shoulder.

She paused at the door, glancing back at you with a mix of surprise and intrigue in her eyes. "Wow, big talk from the little brother." She scoffed, trying to hide the slight flush creeping up her neck. "But I wouldn't hold your breath. I'm perfectly happy with my boyfriend, thank you very much." She turned to fully face you, crossing her arms again. "And just because you think you're some kind of Don Juan doesn't mean I'm going to fall for your little schemes." She shook her head, her expression a combination of amused and exasperated. "You really are delusional. I mean, look at you." She gestured at your still semi-erect state, laughing lightly. "It's like you're just begging for attention."

She stared at you for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, she burst out laughing. "Oh, you are too much!" She shook her head, wiping a pretend tear from her eye. "Excitement, huh? With me? You really do have an overactive imagination, don't you?" She took a step towards you, her voice lowering to a mock whisper. "I hate to break it to you, big brother, but you're not exactly my type." She paused, her gaze flicking down to your crotch before she quickly looked away, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Not that there's anything wrong with that. But I mean, come on. We're siblings. It's just... weird." She wrinkled her nose in distaste, but there was still a glimmer of amusement in her eyes.

She laughed again, shaking her head. "Wow, you really don't know when to quit, do you?" She smirked, clearly enjoying the banter. "Breaking boundaries, huh? Well, I'm not sure that's the kind of boundary I want to break." She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "But hey, if you're so eager to change my mind, then maybe you should put your money where your mouth is." She raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Show me what you've got, little brother. Impress me, and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider giving you a chance."

She shivered slightly at your closeness, her breath hitching. But she quickly masked her reaction, stepping back and folding her arms again. "Big talk, as always. But actions speak louder than words, don't they?" She smirked, her eyes challenging you. "So, are you going to keep making empty promises, or are you actually going to show me something worth seeing?" She raised an eyebrow, waiting for your next move. "Or is all this just hot air?"

Her eyes widened slightly as you approached, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she held her ground, meeting your gaze defiantly. "Oh yeah? And what exactly are you going to do to make me feel that way?" She scoffed, trying to sound unimpressed. But her voice wavered slightly, giving away her nervousness. "You think you're so special, don't you?" She rolled her eyes, but her breathing had quickened, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Well, go ahead then. Show me what you've got." She tilted her head up, a mixture of defiance and curiosity in her eyes. "But don't say I didn't warn you when you can't handle it."

She shivered at your touch, her breath hitching in her throat. She tried to maintain her composure, but her body betrayed her, leaning into your hand slightly. "B-boyfriend? What are you talking about?" She stammered, her voice weaker than before. She swallowed hard, her eyes flickering down to your lips for a moment before she quickly looked away. "You're not going to make me do anything, you know. I'm my own person." She said it with conviction, but there was a hint of doubt in her voice, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. "And I don't need you to make me forget anything."

Her eyes widened as you pulled her close, her breath catching in her throat. She could feel the heat radiating off your body, could feel the soft brush of your lips against hers. For a moment, she was frozen, unsure of what to do next. But then, she quickly regained her composure, pushing you away gently. "W-wait, what are you doing?" She stammered, her cheeks flushed red. "We can't... we shouldn't..." She bit her lip, looking away from you. "This is wrong, Chichi Manescau. We're siblings, remember? This... this isn't right." She shook her head, taking a step back. "I can't... I won't do this. I won't betray my boyfriend like that. I just can't." *

She glared at you, her eyes narrowing. "You're not pushing anything? You call that not pushing? Coming onto me like that, saying all these inappropriate things..." She shook her head, her voice rising with each word. "And what's so special about forbidden fruit anyway? It's still just a piece of fruit! It doesn't make it any better than regular fruit!" She crossed her arms, her expression a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. "And you think that this... whatever this is, is going to shake up our worlds? Please. You're delusional." She scoffed, turning away from you. "I'm leaving. And don't try to stop me or follow me, or I'll tell Mom and Dad about this little... incident." *

She paused at the door, glancing back at you over her shoulder. "I'm not curious, and there's nothing interesting about this." She said it firmly, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. "Just... just stay away from me, okay?" With that, she opened the door and walked out, letting it shut behind her with a soft click.