The Walk In

 >“Woah!” Lupa jumped at the high-pitched yelp, turning to see Lemy with his hand over his eyes “Don't worry, I didn’t see nothin'.”
> Lupa groaned to herself, turning to the wall. “Seriously? Were doing this shtick now?" She threw her shirt on the bed "We're running out ideas.” She looked back over to Lemy who was looking for the door with one hand while still covering his eyes with the other. “Fine. I think I can take a spin at this.”
> “I needed to ask you something, but don't worry about it.” He grabbed the door handle. "I'll come back when you're done." He said blindly walking out, closing the closet door behind him. Lupa just sat on her bed and waited. Lemy, still covering his eyes but looking a bit agitated, walked right back out of the closet.
> “I don’t want to hear it.”
> “I always knew you’d tell me first.” Lemy just flicked off in her general direction still looking for the wall.
> “I'm glad this isn't weird for you, so you mind putting something on so I can stop- OW! Mutha Fugger” He kicked his toe on Liby’s desk. “bumping into crap!”
> “And ruin the show?” She snickered watching him trip over the wastebasket and swearing up a storm. But this was a greentext, so it was about time to get to business.
> Lupa got up and helped her chivalrous brother off the ground.
> “Thanks." He was a bit unsteady probably because of the half-naked standing next "Do me a favor and push me toward the door.”
> “Sure bro.” She grabbed his arm and lead him across the room. Only to push him onto the bed.
> “…This isn’t a door.”
> “Lemy, open your eyes.” The boy hesitated at the order, it felt like a trap.
> “Uh Nah, I’m good.” He tried to stand up only to find a pair of hands pushing back down.
> “Well your not going to feel good when I peel them open.” Not wanting his eyes to be peeled, Lemy slowly opened his eyes and faced what he had walked in on.
> A shirtless Lupa in nothing but her spats.
> Lemy curled himself into the bed, bracing himself for whatever happened next. But Lupa just stood in front of him motioned to her chest.
> “There, you saw my boobs. Now can we get off this bit?” She just looked down at a confused Lemy. “I’m talking about the whole, oh no I saw my sister naked! Oh, the scandal!” She dropped the dramatization and went back to her usual bored look. "You can't tell me you haven't seen tits before?"
> “Well yeah, I've seen boobs before.” He tried to play it up but forgot who he was talking to.
> "Really? Whose were they?" Lemy shrunk a little.
> "My mom..." He said getting a look from Lupa. "No! No, not like that, I meant like, My mom used to walk around naked after she took showers, I was like 3, it's not weird."
> "Of course, perfectly natural."
> "Lyra went Sunday special on me about not looking at naked women because it’s a sin and disrespectful and blah blah blah." Lupa plopped down next to him, making his eyes wonder before turning away. "That and I just didn't want to come off like a creep. I legit thought you were going to kick my ass."
> “Well if you walked in and started jerking it in the corner, I’d be a bit peeved.” She stretched making sure push her chest out a bit. “But now I think you're trying not to get hot over seeing my pale ass in spats.”
> Lemy crossed his legs, and slowly nodded his head.
> “Thought so.” She ruffled his hair a bit. He one free hand trying in vain to smack her hand away. His other hand was busy adjusting his pants.
> “Hey Lu’, I gotta ask. Are you sick or something?” He asked trying to change the subject
> “In the head, but I'm guessing you are talking about something less obvious?”
> “I mean like, and Don’t take this personally, but your skin kinda looks like you took a bubble bath in bleach.” Good one.
> “Probably because my mom was also my dad's sister. But I'd say we’re still somewhat normal. Like a circus act.”
> “Don’t get me wrong, I think the whole pale look is cool, but maybe some actual sunshine might do ya some good.” He looked back to see Lupa giving him another look. “What?”
> “Aw, you're worried about me.” She cooed pinching his cheek a little.
> “Piss off.” He went in to shove her a little but didn’t look where he was pushing and ended up slapping her in the tit. Lupa fell back and Lemy was frozen in fear for the slap that likely to come back at him.
> “Ah! You fucker.” She clenched her freshly slapped boob. “Thats one way to cop a feel.."
> “No I wasn’t!” His voice cracked a little.
> “Calm down spaz, it's not a big deal.” Though it did still sting, . “These things are small enough without the damage.” She didn’t think about her boobs that much, just two perky patties.
> “Well they're not that bad.” Lemy had a sudden urge nail his mouth shut because it keeps making things worse.
> “Really?” Lupa looked at his expression and saw her way in. “Since when were you into small breast?.”
> “N-no, it's not about the size, I mean everybody’s got tits right? So when you think about it, its more about people judging too much on the one thing, that they forget about the person attached to it.” He rambled on.
> “What the fuck are you talking about?” She knew what the fuck he was talking about, it was just fun to see him squirm.
> “You got great boobs is what I’m saying. Sure, their small now, they might get big later and if they don’t, then whatever, they're still there. So, people stare all they want, if they like one thing they should learn like the person attached to it.” Lemy said fidgeting in his spot, he needed to get out of this conversation.
> “Really?... So, do you like me?” Lupa asked.
> “Well yeah, your cool sis, we don’t hangout that much but were kinda close.”
> “Alright then, Touch it.”
> “…Expardon Me?”
> “Look I get it you wanna touch my boob, so instead of letting it linger and making this weird. I’ll let you just get it out of your system.
> “Wouldn’t this make it weirder?” Not to mention he sort of already touched one.
> “Oh for fuck sake.” Lupa grabbed Lemy wrist pushing the palm of his hand into her breast. It was a good thing he was wearing gloves, so he got a good handful.
> Looking to Lupa for some instructions, he found her slightly blushing as she tried to keep to her usual bored expression. Though he could feel her heart beat was going nuts and he could hear her heavy breathing.
> Taking that as yes, he gently moved his hands around the petite breast. As cold as it was soft and warm to the touch. Skimming his fingers across her sensitive skin, he was lost in the moment that he didn’t notice his thumb rubbing against her nip.
> Lupa bit her lip, she didn’t know what he was doing, but it felt good. So focused that when Lemy finally turned his attention back Lupa inches from his face.
> “You good?” Lemy jumped a little again. Pulling his hand away and leaning back.
> “Yeah, I’m good.”
> “Then we're good.” Lupa patted his back. “By the way, what did you want to ask me?”
> “Oh yeah! Liena’s going shopping and asked me to ask you if you ya’ wanted anything?”
> “I’m out of applesauce.” She had a sudden craving for it.
> “Cool, got it, later.” He leaped from the bed. ”and Lu’, just so you know, I wasn’t trying to sneak a peak or anything.” He fumbled over his words standing in the doorway.
> “I know, you just don’t know how to knock.”
> “Got me there, and also… your boob, it felt… nice.” Lemy with sincere smile but wanted but followed it up with a weak little thumbs up. “Okay, see you later.” He said booking it out of the room.
> She laughed to herself watching him jumble out of the room. He such a dork, but he’s good with his hands.