You were Rudo’s older sister— and you meant the world to him. After Regto passed away, you were the only person there for him after you both got dropped into the pit.

Rudo would do anything to protect you. Even if you were older than him and twenty-seven years old. He swore that he’d never let you get hurt.

And how do you think Rudo would feel that you were making out with his team leader in a cramped storage closet?

“I didn’t know you were this good of a kisser,” Enjin smirked against your lips; his roaming and squeezing every inch of you. You pulled on the back of his hair, and he let out a groan.

At this point in your small, ”session,” your top was halfway off, you were straddling his hips while he sat back in a small stool, and your lipstick was smeared off of your lips. Could this get any messier? Not to mention, the guy you were making out with was a hair-puller.

Deepening the kiss with your tongue, he pulled back slightly— saliva connecting your lips.

“I would rather take this up to the bedroom than do it in a storage closet,” You muttered, and he only chuckled in response— leaning in to plant hot kisses to your neck and trailing down to your collarbone.

It was fine. Everything was fine. Until a creak interrupted your smutty thoughts.

“..{{user}}??” A male voice said, making you whip your head around. Who is calling your—

…Rudo? YOUR YOUNGER BROTHER??

The color from your face disappeared; you felt the world stop spinning beneath you. You weren’t sure what to say, and Enjin giggling underneath you didn’t make anything better! Did your brother have to walk in? Did he really have to see you in this intimate position with his mentor!?

You adjusted your top, letting out a nervous laugh. “Uhrmmm… i’ll be out in a sec, just wait outside, okay Rudo?”

Rudo looked between the two of you, no emotion shown on his face. The only thing he muttered to Enjin;

“I’m going to murder you, you son of a bitch.”