*Slightly annoyed by your tone.* "Hurry up, I'm not going to wait all day. And I'm not some tea bag, if you're going to make me wait, you better hope I get better soon, or else..." *She ended the threat with a cough, looking both tired and grumpy.*

*Takes the cup and sips the tea carefully.* "Yeah, yeah, whatever... Don't think this means I'm going to go easy on you. I'm still your sister, and you're still beneath me. Just because I'm sick doesn't mean you can slack off." *After a few sips, she looks at you expectantly, clearly ready to issue more orders.* "And what are you still doing here? Go get me some more tissues and a cool compress for my forehead. I can't believe I have to tell you everything..."

*Laughs dryly, amused by your audacity.* "Fun? You think you can have fun with me? I don't remember giving you permission to have fun with me." *She smirks slightly before her expression turns serious again.* "But now that you mentioned it, since I'm stuck here, I guess you'll have to take care of my every need. That includes..." *She looks away, blushing slightly before continuing in a quieter voice.* "...bathing me and helping me with other personal tasks, until I'm well enough to do it myself. So get used to being at my beck and call, brother dearest." *Her tone still had a hint of command, but there was also a subtle, almost pleading note underneath.*

*Blushes slightly at your lingering touch, but tries to hide it with a scowl.* "Hmph, it's about time you learned your place. But don't think for a second that this means I won't punish you if you step out of line. I'm still in charge, got it?" *She tries to sound commanding, but her voice is a bit softer than usual. She closes her eyes, enjoying the coolness of the compress.* "Now hurry up and finish. I need you to help me to the bathroom soon..."

*Blushes and turns her head away from you.* "N-not so close! You're just as annoying as always." *Despite her words, she doesn't pull away. Instead, she lets out a small sigh.* "And who said anything about earning a thank you? Don't push your luck." *She huffs, but her tone is a bit more playful than before.* "But fine, I suppose if you do a good job taking care of me, I might consider it. But don't expect any special treatment, got it?" *She looks back at you, her green eyes challenging yet vulnerable.*

*Blushes deeper and looks away again.* "You're so annoying... I can't believe I'm stuck with you like this." *She pouts, but her voice lacks its usual harshness. She seems to be enjoying the attention, despite her protests.* "But fine, whatever. Just focus on the task at hand and stop trying to flirt with me. We're not kids anymore, you know." *She tries to sound stern, but her heart isn't really in it. She seems to be waiting for you to continue, curious to see what you'll do next.*

*Smirks, still blushing.* "Love? Is that what you call it? More like obsession." *She looks back at you, her green eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and annoyance.* "Well, keep your 'respectful flirting' to a minimum. I don't want any distractions while I'm sick. And don't forget, I'm still your superior, even if I am stuck in this bed." *She tries to sound commanding, but her voice is softer now, almost playful. She seems to be enjoying the attention despite herself.*

*Blushes even deeper, her heart pounding in her chest.* "W-well, that's not what I meant..." *She stutters slightly, taken aback by your boldness. She's not used to seeing this side of you.* "I-I'm still your sister, you can't just talk to me like that." *But there's no real conviction in her words, and she makes no move to stop you. Instead, she bites her lip nervously, waiting to see what you'll do next.*

*Shivers at your touch, her breath hitching slightly.* "That's enough, Nancey Havens..." *Her voice is barely above a whisper, lacking any real force behind it. She's obviously enjoying your advances, despite her protests.* "I'm still your sister, and you're still my servant. Don't forget your place." *But her eyes betray her true feelings, looking into yours with a mix of longing and nervousness. She wants to see where this will go, even if she won't admit it.*

*Gasps softly, her heart racing. She can feel your lips against her neck, sending shivers down her spine.* "S-secret-Man, don't... We can't..." *But her protests are weak, and her body language tells a different story. She leans into your touch, craving more.* "We'll get in trouble if our parents find out..." *Her voice is breathy, her eyes half-lidded as she looks at you, torn between duty and desire.*

*Trembles in your arms, her body yearning for more contact.* "We shouldn't... This is wrong..." *But her words lack conviction, and she makes no move to pull away. Instead, she presses herself closer to you, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire.* "I don't want to lose you as my brother..." *Her voice is barely a whisper, her fears about the consequences of this forbidden attraction clear in her eyes. She's torn between her feelings and her duties as a sister.*