This is a little slow to get into, but it's my first attempt at writing erotica, so please give it a chance.
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Ella pushed a hunk of sweaty hair from her forehead away, scowling irritably. She'd always hated the outdoors, preferring to sit inside with a book and read. She should have never listened to her brother's when they talked her into going for a hike.
It was a hot, humid day, and the thickly forested trail they were following was steep. Her slender frame was covered in sweat, and her clothes stuck to her back and legs. She trailed miserably after her two energetic brothers, watching their legs pump enthusiastically along the path.
Her twin, Aaron, turned to see where she was, and he grinned cheekily at her. They didn't overly resemble each other, apart from sharing the family traits of wavy brown hair, round hazel eyes and a freckled complexion. They were both scrawny, although he had filled out more since he'd taken up hiking, and each had a thin pair of glasses perched on their noses. "Need to stop, sis?" he asked.
She nodded, too out of breath for anything further, and they both looked to their 24 year old brother, Scott, who was much further ahead now, and shaking his head at them. He was tall and where his siblings were scrawny, he had filled out and sported quite wide shoulders and a broad chest. Ella always felt safe around him, more so then her usually quiet, smaller twin.
His eyes and hair were both on the darker side of the spectrum, and he was one of the more handsome boys in the school. Ella knew that many girls were jealous of how close she was with him, even though she had grown up with him and saw him as her brother, it was common knowledge that he was adopted, and they weren't really related at all.
At 18 years of age, closer to 19, her and Aaron had been the happy accidents her parent's hadn't expected to have. Scott had been fiercely protective of his little siblings since they were brought home from the hospital, and it was with glee that, when the twins were seven, the parents announced that they were having another child. Now 12, their little sister, Anna, was the light of all their lives, pretty little Anna.
"There's a stream up ahead," Scott called down to them. "We can stop there and have a drink, weaklings." Ella ignored him, knowing he was baiting her. She merely trudged after him, head low. Aaron waited for her, and slugged her arm softly as she drew near, customary grin on his face. She smiled wearily back, eager for a rest.
There was a shadow in Aaron's eyes that had been in all of them since three years ago, when both their parent's had been killed in a car accident, taking Anna to hospital with a fever. Anna had survived, barely. Their family had almost been broken then, during the grief and turmoil, they had almost let it happen, until Scott, steady, trustworthy, protective Scott, had rallied together, and fought for his family. He'd become their legal guardian, and worked himself to the bone to provide a home for them.
They finally reached the stream, and she threw her pack down and eagerly reached to cup a handful of water, when she felt hands around her waist, lifting her. With a screech, she reared back, trying to escape, only realizing it was Aaron as he scooped her up and threw her into the stream. Curving her body as she reached the water, she managed to hook her leg around his and drag him in with her, the cool water shocking her hot system, as they panted and laughed hysterically in the water, splashing each other.
"What a pair of weasels," Scott remarked drily. "What have you two soaked monsters done with my well-mannered siblings?" Ella giggled and splashed him, but he evaded it. Getting out of reach of their tomfoolery, he shouted back to them, "I'm going to go check the trail, you two have fun. Dry off before I get back." They didn't reply, distracted by trying to dunk each other.
They eventually climbed out the water, and flopped onto the shore, both exhausted by now. While waiting for both their brother and their clothes to dry, Ella noticed Aaron slipping off to sleep, and closed her eyes as well.
When she opened them, it was noticeably dimmer in the clearing, and neither of her brother's were anywhere to be seem. She sat bolt upright, noticing that both hers and the two boys packs were still nearby, she figured they couldn't be too far. A glance at the sky confirmed that it was past time for them to head home, without even reaching the lookout they were aiming for. Anna was at a friend's house for tea, but someone had to be there when she got home.
She stood and stretched, hooking her fingers together and pushing her arms above her head. Anyone watching would have noticed how she arched her back as she did so, pushing her small breasts against her shirt, her slender tummy defined by the thin cloth. Then she started off, following the path, calling for her brothers.
For what felt like a long time, there was no answer, and she felt a small fire of worry start up in her belly. Then, just when she had decided to return to the clearing and fetch their phone, to alert the forest rangers, she heard Aaron's voice, shouting.
