*worried he's struck fear and doubt into her with his caution, he rushes to reassure her, lifting one hand to stroke her flushed cheek.*

you're right.

*it's like she said, there's no one here to watch them, no one here to judge. if his precious sister wants kisses, no one and nothing can stop him from giving them to her. a thrill runs up his spine at that realization and he leans in to capture her lips again, concerns forgotten.*

it's just you and me.