Pushing their Buttons (closed)

"You feel like shit because that punk Mark put something in your drink. I don't know what it was, something fucked up. Hell, you might not remember most of this in the morning," he said. "And I'm only being this nice because Mom and Dad might still be up, and if I bring you home in this condition and they're awake for it, I'm gonna catch all kinds of hell."

He saw that she was a little wobbly, even in her seat, so he put his arm out across the bench seat of the pick-up truck. "C'mon, c'mon," he said, pulling her towards him so she could lean on him. He pulled the truck forward to the ordering box. "Uhh... two coffees. Cream and sugar for her, please," he said. "And... six regular tacos, and... uh, hold on." He turned to his sister, putting his finger under her chin so she would look up at him. "What do you want, Am?"
 
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Logan explained both why she was feeling so horrible, and why he was being nice. Made sense. Logan wouldn't normally be nice; not on his own will.
"Thanks anyways." she whispered to him, as he pulled her body towards him.

She leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder, near his ear. He ordered them coffee, and she smiled when he remembered she totally was not a black coffee drinker. He ordered a ton of food. "Munchies?" she whispered, and then went into a giggle fit. He asked her what she wanted. She couldn't stop giggling, but she bit her lip and took a deep breath.

Logan turned towards Amber, tipping her face up. She looked up at him, surprised. He was being surprisingly sweet. "Um, can you order me a burger?" she whispered. She was starving. She knew it would surprise him; she never ate red meat. But she wanted to get something into her body, hoping it would eat away at the effects of this alcohol and supposed drug. "Please." she whispered, after her request.
 
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"And... uh... one Sourdough Jack, please. With curly fries. Yeah, that's all." Logan pulled the truck around to the window and paid and a few minutes later they got their food and he drove off, his sister cuddled comfortable under his arm. He couldn't help but think that he kind of liked the way she felt against him there. He was also happy no one from school could see them like this; he'd catch hell forever!

He stopped the truck in a park at the edge of town so they could eat. He killed the lights and turned off the engine but left the radio on. He helped Amber sit up straight and gave her the burger before attacking his tacos.
 
Amber smiled when Logan ordered a burger that looked absolutely delicious on the menu. She didn't know if she'd really eat that much of it, but she'd at least eat all the fries. She cuddled closer into his shoulder, it felt so nice to be held like this.

Most guys who got close to her wanted one thing, and that wasn't cuddling. She kissed his shoulder, giggling yet again. He drove away and stopped the truck in a barely lit park away from the main part of town. Didn't want to get seen hanging with his lil sis, she guessed. He turned off the lights and the engine, but the radio was still on. She loved his taste in music, though she still loved to make fun of him and pretend she hated it.

She started eating her burger, and watched him eat his tacos like he hadn't seen food in weeks. She put her burger down and picked up a fry. It was hot, and she dropped it. "Owwy." she whimpered, sucking her finger into her mouth. "Hurts." she mumbled over it.
 
Logan laughed at her as she sucked her finger into her mouth. "Wuss," he said, and immediately reached right between her legs to pick up the fallen fry and pop it into his mouth. One of his favorite songs, Layla by Derek and the Dominoes, came on, and he turned up the radio.

He took another bite out of his taco, and then another, finishing it. He crumpled up the little baggie it came in and reached across his sister to grab the bag and another taco, accidentally bumping her as she was picking up her burger again...
 
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The little bump on her arm was enough to send the burger dropping to her tits. Most of the burger fell onto the seat between her legs, but the top half of the bun stuck to her tits, and as she dragged it off, she sent a trail of special sauce all over both of her tits. She groaned, trying not to be frustrated. She put the burger back together and put it on the paper.

"Ugh, Logann." she whimpered, taking two of her fingers and scooping up some of the sauce, bringing it to her mouth and sucking it down. She managed to get most of it up with her fingers, licking it off, and finally he handed her a napkin, which she rubbed over her tits, "Thanks." she grabbed her burger and took a bite, closing her eyes, "Mmmm, yummy." she whimpered, this time with pleasure.

She reached for her coffee, took a long sip. "Thanks for doing this," she whispered quietly, not looking at him; still embarassed.
 
"Oh fuck! Am, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" Logan said as her burger fell onto her pert tits, getting all over her flesh and the little bikini top. He couldn't help but steal glances at her as she cleaned herself off, sucking the sauce of her fingers and scooping more off her tits. Fuck, that's hot, he thought, immediately mentally slapping himself for having that thought. She's your sister! Your sister does not have nice, yummy, perky tits... That's only hot because and girl doing that would be fucking hot! And that's why I have this raging hard-on! Good thing Jimmy had this hoody, and it's so huge. Am would freak if she saw this...

He finally handed her some napkins after surreptitiously enjoying the show. "Hey, no problem. Jus do me a favor and pay attention to your drinks from now on, ok?"
 
Amber somewhat noticed that Logan was staring at her tits, and seemed to be trying not to, but it kind of just set her off into another giggle fit. "S'ok, Lo. I know you didn't mean to." she smiled at him and took another bite of her burger, slipping a fry into her mouth with it. When she was done chewing, she looked at him and started to mumble something. She felt more drunk than she had ten minutes ago. Really fucking drunk.

He handed her some napkins, and what he said next made her want to laugh so bad, she actually had to bite her lip to keep it from coming out. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, she felt like the whole car was spinning in on her. She looked up at Logan, and there were two of him, "Lo..." she whimpered, before grabbing onto his arm. Everything looked distorted, and she still felt like she was spinning.

"Fuck!" she exclaimed, suddenly. She had to throw up, and she had to do it now. She quickly got on her knees, bent over Logan's lap, and opened the door. She puked all over the street outside his truck, before she was slumping onto his lap, whimpering and groaning incomprehensibly. She just lay there, shaking slightly, not looking up at him or saying anything.
 
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Logan held the door open with one hand and pulled back on Amber's hair with his other, to make sure she didn't get puke in it, dropping his taco to the floor in the process. "Oh damn, I'm sorry Amber..." he said as she lay in his lap, her body quivering. Must have been some powerful stuff Mark had slipped her. Logan made a mental note to really beat the crap out of him the next time he saw him.

Logan tried to help her sit up a bit, but she groaned and looked like she was going to maybe puke again if he kept her like that, so he let her lay with her head in his lap for a while. He looked at the clock in the truck, it was after two AM now. He turned on his truck and left the secluded park, making a mental note of the fact that they hadn't been harassed by the cops at all for the hour or so they were out here, and it was probably a good make out spot.

He drove them home, and was happy to see that all the lights were out when he got there. He turned off the truck and gingerly picked his sister's head up off his lap and got out of the truck. Very carefully, he pulled her out, putting his ams around his neck as he did and carrying her small bikini-clad body up the walk. He managed to get the door open, somehow, and closed, without dropping her or making too much noise, and then he carried her upstairs to her room. He sat her on the bed and pulled back her blankets and then laid her down in her bed. He pulled the blankets up over her and kissed her forehead and then left, closing the door tightly behind him.
 
Amber was completely out of it the entire ride home, and was barely aware of Logan picking her up and carrying her into the house and putting her in her bed.

The next morning, Amber literally screamed the moment she woke up. "LOGAN!" she half-screamed, half-moaned. "LOGAN!" Even her own scream hurt her head. "Fuck." she muttered. "I need like ten fucking asprin." she held her head in her hands, and bent her body forward. Her mouth tasted disgusting, too. It was dry, and she felt sort of woozy. "FUCK!"

Just in time, she grabbed her trash can, before bending to the side and throwing up, yet again. And of course, with perfrect timing, Logan walked in to see her gagging over her trash can. She looked away, and put the can down. "Fuck, Logan. Can you get me some water? Or juice? And some asprin." she started to cry; sobbing, as she held her head in her hands.

"I've never been hungover like this. What the fuck is wrong with me?" her little body shook on her bed, with her sobs. "Logan, please?"
 
Logan was jolted awake by his sister's cries for him from the other side of the wall. "Fuck," he groaned, getting out of bed and pulling on pajama pants and a tee shirt. He ran over to Amber's room, just in time to see her puke what little was left in her belly and then dry-heave into the trash can.

"Yeah, yeah, sure thing," Logan said, wincing as he watched his sister in some serious pain. He ran out of her room and down the stairs, to the kitchen, where Mom and Dad were sitting around the table, poring over the newspaper.

"What's that all about, Logan? Is Amber okay?" his mother asked him as he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of apple juice. He poured a cup, not sure how much to tell them.

"Yeah, I think she just woke up with a migraine or something, you know how that is," he said, filling a cup and putting the juice away.

"Got in pretty late last night," his father said, not looking up from the paper.

"Yeah, had to take a drunken fool home after the party," he said, declining to mention just who that drunken fool was. They all heard another loud groan from upstairs. Logan grabbed the whole bottle of juice out of the fridge and took it upstairs with him. He ran up the stairs without spilling a drop from the cup, and went back to Amber's room.

Mom and Dad just looked at each other, smirking, as Logan ran off.

Logan gave Amber the cup of juice and set the bottle on the floor next to her bed. He ran to the bathroom to find some aspirin for her, and came back with the whole bottle.

"I think that punk Mark, remember that guy you were making out with, yeah, I think he put a roofie in that drink he gave you," Logan said, sitting down on the side of bed and opening the bottle of aspirin, knockkng a couple of pills out into his hand as she drank her juice.
 
Amber could barely talk, so she just smiled weakly at Logan as he handed her the juice. She drank it down quickly, and then held her hand out for the asprin, and handed him the cup. He filled it up again, and she drank down the pills.

"Really? I knew he was a sleaze, but that's low." she croaked, laying on her side, forgetting she was in a bikini, and had kicked off her blanket. The bikini bottoms were almost untied at one side, straining to come undone.

"Thanks for doing this, Logan. I know you didn't have to." she whimpered, holding her head again, tears threatening to come out again.
 
"Yeah, well... you owe me one," he said with a smirk. "Don't worry, you'll feel better in a little bit. I told mom and dad you've got a migraine, but I'm pretty sure they think you had too much to drink last night. They still remember high school parties, after all."

He stood up and made for the door. "Need anything else? I'm supposed to go play some baseball with the guys in a little bit."
 
"Yeah, yeah, I owe you one. And of course, that's true. They partied hard. But thanks for covering anyways."

As soon as he got up, her heart sank. "Do you mind staying for a little longer? I'm afraid I might get sick again. I...don't really want to do this alone." her phone started buzzing. She looked at it, and he could see the fear flash through her eyes. "It's Mark..." she whispered.
 
"Answer it. Tell him he's a piece of shit and I'm gonna really kick the shit out of him if I ever see his ugly face again. And no, really Amber, I'm supposed to be at the park in half an hour. Want me to grab you something to eat from the kitchen? i think there's some muffins," Logan said, his hand on her doorknob.
 
"Okay." she frowned but clicked answer, "Look, I don't know why the fuck you're calling me but you are a fucking asshole. And if my brother ever sees your dirty face, he'll make sure you never slip anyone else drugs ever again. In other words, you won't be getting lucky. With anyone." she hung up and sighed.

"Ok. I'll see you when you get home. Mmm, a muffin and more juice sounds good." Amber smiled and lay back down on her side.
 
Logan smirked as he listened to Amber tell Mark off. "I love you too sis," he said, and went downstairs to get her a muffin and some more juice. He brought them back up to Amber, kissed her forehead and then closed her door behind him as he left to go play ball with his buddies.

It was nice to have some peaceful time with his sister; those times were rare, and always had been. They just couldn't help but push each other's buttons and get all riled up. They knew each other so well, for so long, it was second nature to tease and frustrate the hell out of each other.

Logan came back from the park a few hours later, sweaty and dirty. He went to his room after dropping off his athletic gear in the garage, and peeled off his shirt and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.
 
Amber rested for a couple of hours, in fitful sleep, until she decided to get up and take a shower. She sat on her bed for a few minutes, thinking. Logan had been really nice, but I guessed my kindness was being returned. I hadn't been jerking him around and teasing him, so he had returned the favor.

"Okay, okay. I'm going." she said out loud, to no one in particular. Since her brother wasn't home, she got undressed in her room, and ran naked to the bathroom. She took a long, hot shower and when she was done, she turned the water off, and stood in the shower, enjoying the steamy silence.

After only a few minutes, she stepped out and dried off. There was a full length mirror in the bathroom and she took the time to stand in front of it, admiring how fit her body was. All the extra-curricular activities she had done in school had helped with that. She ran her hands up her smooth stomach and cupped her perfect tits. She turned to the side and ran her hands over her hips and round, pert ass. She smiled at herself. She wasn't vain, but she couldn't say she was very modest.
 
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Logan was covered in dirt and sweat; he had dove into more than a few bases during his runs around the baseball diamond that afternoon. He was pretty tired, too, and didn't notice that the light in the bathroom was on as he grabbed the knob to open the door.

Too late the steam hit him. Too late the vision of his sister, standing naked, her pert round ass facing him, her body turned just enough that he caught a perfect profile of her full breast. He stood there staring for a moment too long.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry," he said, shutting the door quickly and standing with his back to it, unable to rip the vision from his mind.

His sister was just plain gorgeous naked.
 
Amber didn't expect the door to open and her brother to be standing there. She thought he wasn't due home for another hour. He stood there for a few seconds, before apologizing and shutting the door behind him as he rushed out. She didn't even have a chance to get embarrassed, he'd left too quickly.

She looked down at her body. She wondered how much he'd really seen. I wonder if he liked what he saw. She shuddered. It had just been too long since she'd messed around with a guy.

She grabbed her lotion bottle, and squeezed some lotion into her hand. She rubbed it over her arms and her stomach, up over the sides of her tits. She squeezed some more out and rubbed it into her hips and down her legs, getting every inch of skin.

When she was done, she wrapped her towel around her body and grabbed the doorknob. She opened the door, and apparently Logan had been standing with his back against it, because he fell flat on his back onto the bathroom tile. Amber raised her eyebrows, just dying to hear what he had to say about all of this.
 
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Logan was leaning against the door, trying to shake the image of his naked sister out of his mind, trying and failing to stifle the growing hard-on in his shorts, when suddenly the door opened from behind him and he fell backwards, landing flat on his back.

"Ughh!" he grunted. He looked up at his sister, who was standing over him, wearing just a towel wrapped around her.

He could, quite clearly, see her pussy from his vantage point on the floor. His eyes widened for just a moment before he scrambled up to his feet. "Dammit, what'd you do that for?" he said, blushing a bit.
 
"What the fuck do you mean, what did I do that for? You're the one who walked in on me naked and then stood at the door, waiting for me to come out of the bathroom. If anything, I should be pissed at you." she laughed. She'd flustered him.

"So, I think you have some explaining to do. And you can think about it while I change." she walked away from him, walked into her room, and shut the door. She slid on black boyshorts, jeans, and a black bra. Then she slid on a little pink t-shirt. She walked out of her room.

"Ready to talk?" she mocked.
 
"Fine, whatever, I'm sorry," Logan said, shutting the bathroom door when she left. He pulled down his shorts and his boxers and stood naked in the bathroom. He was just about to turn on the water to take his shower when he heard his sister's voice through the door.

"Ready to talk?" she mocked.

"Do you mind if I take my shower first?" he called out to her. "That is if you didn't already use all the hot water..." He turned the water on full blast.
 
She laughed,

"As if." she walked in, and put her hand to her mouth in mock-surprise. "Oh, you're naked already?" she glanced down quickly and didn't bother to suppress a giggle.

"Nice." she said, sarcastically, then looked back up at his face, "So, yeah. I'll be downstairs when you're out. We do need to talk about what happened." she smirked again and walked out of the bathroom, gliding down the steps and plopping onto the couch.

Before long, the sound of the TV was turned up high, loud enough that Logan could hear it with the water on full blast.
 
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