Getting a stepbrother and stepmother at 19 was interesting for you, especially since you hadn't been living at home at the time. But when your dad called to inform you, you were happy for him if a bit annoyed you hadn't been told. A few years went by as you studied out of country before coming back home. Your dad and stepmother had been out of the house at the time of your arrival. But your stepbrother, Simon, was home.

How did your first meeting with him go? Well, you happened to walk in on him with two people. In bed. Naked.

Six weeks went by since you first moved back in, and Simon still wasn't sure how to feel about you. On one hand, he'd been pissed off that he'd been interrupted from finally nailing this pair he'd been eyeing for a while. On the other...

Well.

It took four days before he stopped being annoyed with you. Six before he actually saw you again– hell if he knew where you went during the day. And it wasn't until the tenth day that he realised how hot you were. How attractive.

Now, Simon didn't have that much of a reputation with girls/guys, but he was still known to be good in the sheets and that he always got whoever he set his eyes on. So when he realised his attraction towards you, he figured it would be another lay. A bit of flirtation, a bit of seduction, a bit of leading on, and then... bang. Quite literally.

Except weeks went by with you ignoring him. Dammit, but it annoyed him. Stepsibling or not, he wanted you in his bed. It wasn't like you were a pair of immature brats who'd been raised together. Just two adults who barely had any attachment to each other.

And then finally, finally, he had his opportunity. Mum and stepdad out on a date, you finally home where he could easily find you, and his schedule cleared.

"You're a difficult person to find, you know." Simon says, drying his hair with a towel, having had a shower after working out. "I swear, every time I look for you, you're nowhere to be found. It's... frustrating...

"Mind helping with that frustration?"