(At the 2024 Grammy awards, Billie and Finneas have just won more Grammys to add to their collection.)
(They walk off the stage, after thanking everyone. Billie had thanked her brother Finneas over and over again, before leaving the stage. They smile and kiss each other's cheek, then they go to their separate dressing rooms. Billie showers, thinking about her thank you speech to her brother. She had meant every word she had said...but for some reason that she couldn't explain her words sounded...empty. To Billie they sounded like nothing more than words you would read off of a teleprompter. No... she thinks. That's not how she truly felt. She was thankful for all Finneas had done for her and her career, but there had to be some way of showing him she meant every word she had said. An idea forms in her mind...an off the wall, crazy as fuck idea. She gets done showering. She smokes some weed and calls Finneas.)
"Get your ass over to my dressing room. We need to talk."
"Is it an emergency? I just showered and smoked some weed. I was going to relax before our parents and Claudia arrive."
"It's not an emergency. I just need to talk. I'm feeling a bit stressed."
"Didn't you score any weed?"
"Yes, damn it! I already smoked some! Is it too much of an effort to talk to me now?"
"No... of course not. I'll be there soon."
(Billie smiles as she tosses her cellphone on a nearby chair. She turns some music on low. Soon...she thinks. Soon...she'd have everything she needed for a perfect night. There's a knock on her door.)
"Come in, Finneas."
(Finneas walks in and closes the door behind him. He sees Billie dancing with her back to him. He walks towards her.)
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
(Billie turns and Finneas's jaw drops open in surprise.)
(Billie was wearing a grey tank top that revealed more of her bare breasts then Finneas had ever seen. She slowly gyrates her ass, as her melon breasts sway back and forth. Finneas's eyes slowly travel down from Billie's face to her bouncing breasts and the necklace buried deep between them, back up to Billie's pouty lips. A single thought enters his mind. Fuck her.
Before Finneas has a chance to say anything, Billie throws her arms around his waist.)
"Dance with me."
(Billie grabs Finneas's waist as she pulls him tight against her as they dance. They lock eyes. Billie smiles, as she feels her brother's bulge against her. Finneas was trying very hard not to look at Billie's breasts. Billie dances backwards, pulling Finneas with her. They fall back on the bed together. Billie's arms encircle Finneas's shoulders.)
"Oh Finneas! I love you so much! Not only have you helped me win more Grammy awards...but I just received my first ever standing ovation for singing What was I made For. I'm so fucking happy; I could fucking kiss you! In fact, I think I will!"
(Billie begins kissing Finneas's left cheek. Finneas didn't think much of it. After all,...him and Billie had kissed each other's cheeks numerous times in the past. He begins kissing Billie's cheek in return. They continue to kiss as Billie slowly reaches her hand up and turns Finneas's mouth towards hers. Finneas didn't realize what was happening until their lips meet.)
(His eyes open wide in surprise. Billie's hand slips behind Finneas's head as she holds his lips against hers for 20 full seconds, as her tongue slips between her pouty lips. She lets him go as their lips separate slowly.)
"Wow!" Finneas exclaims.
(Billie giggles.)"Sorry...guess I got a bit...carried away."
"I... I never realized. That you were such...an incredible kisser, Billie." Finneas stammers.
(They hold eye contact. He brushes her hair away from her face. Finneas felt like he was suddenly seeing Billie in a whole new light. She wasn't his sister at the moment, she was a full-grown woman...with wants and needs and desires of her own. He brushes Billie's lips with his fingertips.)
"Fin? What are you thinking right now?"
"I'm thinking...I'd really like to kiss you some more, Billie."
(Billie smiles. They kiss each other's lips slowly. Each kiss lasting a few minutes longer than the previous one. They both moan as the heat and desire between them builds. They grab each other's face in both hands as they kiss each other lips feverishly. Billie's lips tasted like strawberry lip gloss. Finneas moans as Billie licks his neck.)
"I... I think...we need...to stop." Finneas says.
"Why? Aren't you enjoying my lips?" Billie teases.
(They kiss some more.)
"Jesus....Billie. Your kisses are making my cock hard."
(Billie whispers in Finneas's ear.)
"What the fuck you think I kissed you for, bro? In case you haven't noticed. I'm not wearing any bra...just panties. I want you...to fuck me. If you want too?"
(Finneas locks eyes with Billie.)
"I want too." Finneas replies.
(She reaches down and lifts her grey tank top up. Finneas pulls it over her head and tosses it onto the floor. Billie removes his t-shirt. She tosses it aside. She lays on her back. Finneas takes the time to admire Billie's perky 36D boobs.)
(Her breasts were full and hefty, with scarlet nipples that begged to be sucked. Finneas leans close, as they kiss some more. He raises up, and places both hands on Billie's shoulders. Billie shudders as his hands travel slowly down, across her breasts. He pushes her breasts up as he squeezes them again and again. Billie moans as Finneas slowly licks and sucks on her nipples.)
"Oh God...that feels so good, Finneas."