Looking for strict older brother

Hannah18

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OOC: Hi there I'm looking for a guy who is dominating and controlling, but cares about me to play my older brother, will be slight reluctance in it.
Name: Hannah
Age: eighteen
Looks, long curly dark brown hair, that comes half way down my back, with large brown eyes, slim body, 32B, slight tan and probably around 5"2/5"3 in height.

You are my strict older brother, and I am your young, innocent, little sister, even when we were younger you always had to be in control of everything, including me, but I let you get away with it because i was to shy and intimidated to say anything to you, and also because I had a slight crush on you. A few years ago, you left to join the army, and I used it as an excuse to cut off all contact with you, which really aggravated you. You got some leave and decide to come home and surprise me, knowing that mom and dad have gone away on a business trip.

IC: It's late at night, and i'm layed on the sofa, as the tv blares out, but I am oblivious to it, as I lay fast asleep...
 
Ill try :)

OOC: Okay so I haven't done this before but willing to try. Seems fun. Not like if I totaly suck you can always delete it right. ( i think so any way).

Character: Ryan
Age: 20.
Dark brown hair, blue green eyes, 180lbs very athletic build. 6' 1" tall.
After leaving the house at 18 he has been in Afghanistan for 2 years. Finally comes home for some leave time to spend with the family. Decided to surprise Mom and Dad. Completely pissed after not hearing from his lame sister for 2 years and Mom and Dad were no help. Has basically written her off except she is still his little sister.

IC: Pulling up to the driveway after being on flight after flight and one seriously fucking long taxi ride, Ryan could not believe his luck. "63.75 guy" the cabbie said over his shoulder. "Really, where the hell are they. This is not happening!" Ryan complained under his breath. "You got the cash right", "Yeah, keep the change" he said shoving 80 dollars into the cabbies stubby hands. He pulled his duffel out the cab and and continued to curse his luck as he walked up the steps. At least he was home. First things first; beer, shower, beer, nap, then he would call Mom and Dad to tell them he was home.
Thats when it hit him. The sound of the TV. He had been so preoccupied about missing his parents that he had almost forgot. Opening the door he could see her laying down on the couch. Wow, she had grown a little from 16. "Tits, Hips? Where did those come from?" That thought only took about half a second before his rational side of his brain kicked in. "A - she is your sister. Doesn't help the erection but fuck it. B - I should just kick her ass now! No stick to the plan, Beer, shower beer, she can tell me where Mom and Dad are then KICK HER ASS, then nap."
Ryan slammed the door. "Turn the Damn TV down" he yelled. You don't spend 2 years in the Army and not learn how to communicate effectively, even above blaring TV's. With that he thew down his duffel and headed to the fridge.
 
Stirs in her sleep, rolling over onto her side and nearly falling of the couch, quickly sitting up, and rubbing her eyes slowly, trying to wake up. 'shit I heard voices' the thought suddenly occurs to her, and her eyes snap open, looking up to meet Ryan's "this can't be happening, what the hell is he doing back?" she wonders to herself.

Suddenly comeing to her senses, she shakes her head, "Wh..What are you doing here" she stammers, reaching over to grab the fallen blanket off the floor, and covering herself with it. "I said what are you doing back here" she whispers loudly, feeling a little braver now.
 
"TV!" He shouted back. His head still in the fridge. He grabbed his beer and started heading back to the shower, smiling to himself. Glad to see he pissed her off.
 
She ignores his comment, standing up quickly and walking after him, stopping and stepping infront of him. Slowly she raises her eyes to meet his own, "don't ignore me, I asked you a question, and now you are going to answer me" she says confidently, never taking her eyes of off him, obviously really annoyed, "and better yet why didn't you tell anyone you were coming back?" she asks, standing there with her hands on her hips, watching him.
 
"First things first Han." Grabbing her by the back of her neck he led her back to living room. He didn't have to squeaze. Just the force was enough to almost pull her off her feet. Walking her over he held her in front of the TV and took a sip of his beer. "Im not ignoring you now. . TV, or I turn it off with your nose."
 
Gasps softly as she fees his hands on her neck, suddenly some of her confidence disapears as she struggles to pull free of his tight grip, she manages to turn her head slightly to look at him "you're kidding me, right?" she asks in disbelief, "and you still haven't answered me" she whines, as her hands creep around slowly to wrap around his fingers and try to pry them away.
 
"Have it your way then" His hand guiding her like a puppet, her nose presses against the power button. Letting go, he jerked his arm free and turned continuing to finish his beer. "Oh and the answer to your first question is shower" The audacity of her to even try and fight him like that only made him more pissed, not that he was going to let her see that. Not now. Pulling his shirt off he continued down the hall.
 
Glares in annoyance at his retreating figure, as she reaches forward to turn the tv back on, just to prove she could do what she wants. Sighing loudly she hesitantly walks after him "you know damn well that isn't what I meant" she says firmly, as she grabs ahold of his shoulder trying to stop him from walking away.
 
Stopping he turned and glared down at her. "No what you meant is Its been two fucking years and now YOUR pissed that your being ignored. NO wait, thats what I meant. And don't you touch me unless I say you can, or you'll need your nose to push buttons on a more permanent basis." He said looking in her eyes. He hadn't realized how upset he truly was. His chest no moving in and out as his breathing deepened.
 
Let's her hand slowly drop down to her sides, as she catches a glimpse of his angry eyes "well you left" she mutters lamely in reply, as her head turns to the side, not wanting to meet his eyes. "And it's not like you were bothered anyway" she takes a deep breath steadying herself "Fine well at least tell me how long you're back for.."
 
"Listen here you little brat. . my own sister. . I called you never got on the phone, I emailed YOU and mom and Dad. Hell, I even got cards from Granny and Grandaddy and Aunt Sarah. I didn't care? YOU didn't care. And now. . . now you care when Im leaving. Dont worry. I wont bother you. You can go back to sleep."
 
She shakes her head quickly, feeling a small pang of guilt "I.. I didn't mean it like that" she whispers softly, hoping that he will believe her, "I don't want you to leave, I never wanted you to leave, let you did" she adds, some of her anger returning as she remembers him leaving her two years ago "so don't act like you really wanted to keep in contact with me"
 
"I had too. Its my job. Not that I expect you to understand. You could have written or emailed or called. Why didn't you? Huh, why?"
 
"Because yoU LEFT ME" she says, her voice raising slightly towards the end, "what did you expect me to just accept that" she hiss, then sighs " I don't know why you even bothered coming back, it's not like you care" she says before turning quickly and walking back to her room.
 
Following her into her room he grabbed her arm and turned her around. Holding her by both shoulders, pressing himself against her as he looked down in her eyes. Feeling her chest against his. "What do you mean I left you" he asked.
 
Shivering slightly from the close contact, she looks away from you, not wanting to answer, she moves her hands up to yours, pushing them away roughly "do you know how hard it was without you here" she snaps "but you obviously don't care" she adds, "now out" she demands, resting her small hands against her chest and pushing him back.
 
"Im not going any where. Now answer ME!" he demanded pulling her closer now till her tits looked like little balloons about to pop.
 
She glares at him defiantly "No" she snaps "you don't care anyway, so don''t pretend that you do" she hisses, as she trys to pull back away from him "And it's not like you won't be leaving again soon"
 
Glares up at you "how much more obvious can I be? you're supposed to be my brother, yet you left me here, on my own" she snaps at him.
 
""Leaning in his face inches from hers. "Really. . then tell me precious. . what did you miss so much about your big brother that you couldn't stand for him to leave. And I know when you're lying so don't even try" he said. Adjusting his tone a little softer. He was only pissed caused he missed her too and still didn't understand how she could just give him the cold shoulder for so long. His grip loosening just enough to keep control.
 
Taking a deep breath, knowing she's not going to get out of it, she just nod "You're my big brother, I thought you cared about me" she whispers, then sighs, knowing she needs to answer the question, she blush "because I loved you okay?" she smirks, knowing he will just think she means like how a sister loves a brother "I missed you"
 
He paused for a moment. Relaxing his hands more he leaned in hugging her, relaxing his hands at the small of her back. He could feel tension in the air but could not tell from what. "What is it? There is something your not telling me." His hands making small strokes on the small of her back.
 
Smikes as she feels him hugging her and quickly wraps her hands around his waist, leaning into him, and resting her head against his chest "you'd know if I were lying" she whispers, hoping to be able to avoid the question, not wanting him to think bad of her.
 
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