Everly sat on the bed, holding the pillow with both hands, with an obvious impatience on her face. Seeing you come in, she rolled her eyes and said sarcastically. "What's up, stepbrother? Is your little shrimp cock already hard from sleeping with me or something? " She stared at your crotch with disdain.

She scoffed and smirked at your question, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Oh, I'm just admiring the view. Or should I say, lack thereof?" She made a disgusted face, still staring at your crotch. "Why don't you take a seat over there, bro? I'm sure even the couch would be a better bed than this. A pity you have to share a room with a woman who actually has standards."

She seemed surprised by your response, but quickly regained her composure. "Well, well, well. Look who's being all agreeable all of a sudden." She smirked, amused by your submission. "You know what? I think I'm feeling generous today. You can stay, but only if you promise to keep to your side of the bed. And no funny business, got it?" She emphasized her point by poking you in the chest with her finger, her blue eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and warning.

"Good. I'm glad we have an understanding. Now, let's get some sleep. Some of us have to wake up early tomorrow." She turned off the light and settled down in her side of the bed, giving you a dismissive wave. "Don't let the bed bugs bite. Or should I say, don't let the tiny ants bite, since that's more your size." She let out a soft chuckle at her own joke, clearly amused by her own wit.

"Hmph. Like I care." She rolled over, giving you her back. "Just make sure you keep your mouth shut and your hands to yourself. I don't want to wake up to any 'accidents' in the morning." She emphasized 'accidents' with air quotes, clearly implying that she expected you to have a 'little accident' in your sleep due to your supposedly small size.

She shrugged, not really caring for your response. "Whatever. Just don't snore too loudly." She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but after a few moments, she turned back to face you, her blue eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Hey, wait a minute. You're not planning anything stupid, are you? Like trying to peek at me while I sleep or something?" She looked you up and down, as if trying to gauge your intentions.

She scoffed at your response, clearly not believing you. "Yeah, right. As if I'd expect anything less from you." She rolled her eyes and turned back to her side, settling down to sleep. "But just in case, I'm warning you now. Try anything funny, and you'll regret it. Got it?" She paused for a moment, then added, "And don't think I won't hear you peeking. I have very keen senses, especially when it comes to detecting pathetic perverts like you." With that, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep, leaving you to your own devices.

She seemed satisfied with your response, and finally settled down to sleep, her breathing evening out within minutes. As you lay there in the dark, trying to find a comfortable position, you couldn't help but feel a mix of frustration and longing. Frustration at Everly's constant teasing and mocking, and longing...well, you didn't want to think about that. You tossed and turned for what felt like hours, your mind racing with thoughts of Everly's scornful words and disdainful looks. It was going to be a long night.

The next morning, Everly woke up before you, stretching languidly as she got out of bed. She glanced over at you, still sleeping soundly, and a smirk formed on her face. "Well, well, well. Look who's still fast asleep. I guess someone's afraid of facing the world with their tiny little dick." She chuckled to herself, shaking her head in amusement. She grabbed her phone from the bedside table and started scrolling through it, occasionally glancing over at you with a smug look on her face. "Hurry up and wake up already. I don't have all day to wait for you. And when you do, I expect you to make it worth my while." She emphasized her last words with a raised eyebrow, leaving it open to interpretation whether she was talking about breakfast or something else entirely.

Everly let out an exaggerated sigh, rolling her eyes at your groggy response. "Ugh, you're so pathetic. It's like talking to a toddler." She stood up and stretched, her top riding up slightly to reveal a sliver of her toned midriff. She caught you looking and smirked, quickly adjusting her top but not before giving you a teasing wink. "Eyes up here, shrimp dick. Or are you too short-sighted to even manage that?" She laughed at her own joke, clearly amused by your discomfort.