Ch. 4 Popcorn, Movies, and Sex.
Art was just putting the last of the prepped food into the fridge when the doorbell rang, he glanced at his watch, six fifteen, yeah she'd probably just taken awhile getting ready. He slipped out to the door, moving too close to the wall, his black cargo pants caught on the doorway and he was jerked back for a moment. He grunted in annoyance and disentangled himself, then moved to the door.
Guinne was looking around absently as she waited for him to answer the door; his Dodge Charger sat in the driveway to his townhouse, she knew in the garage was his baby, some muscle car that she never remembered the name of. She looked up, the building was three stories tall and she could see his bedroom window up there at the top. She hoped that she'd be looking out of it later. The door slid open interrupting her and she grinned at her brother. Her smile broadened a little when she saw that he was wearing the black Star Wars t-shirt she had bought him for his birthday.
"Hey big brother," Guinne said as he moved out of the way to let her in.
"Hey Guinne," he shut the door quietly and turned to her. He barely had time to breathe after he spoke as she slid her arms around him and pressed a firm kiss to his lips. He almost pushed her away, the kiss unexpected, but as it lingered on, he melted into it. Guinne's hands lifted, mussing his hair lightly, the dark curls that he shared with their father so unlike her own red locks.
Slowly she pulled back, smiling at him and blushing a little bit, her eyes darted to the floor, as Art's skin turned red with his own blush. That had been rather forward and he couldn't help but wonder and worry about what might happen tonight. He pushed the thoughts away though and motioned at the living room. "Go pick us out a movie, I'll go make us some drinks. You still a gin and tonic girl?"
"Of course," Guinne smiled and turned heading to the living room. Art's eyes lingered on her as she did, the little black skirt she wore brought images to his mind that seemed to make it a bit difficult to breathe. Guinne could feel his eyes on her, and the thrill of it could be felt deep in the pit of her stomach. Her lips curved into a mischievous grin and she looked down at her shoes, acting like she had just noticed that they were untied. She bent at the waist, it was a little difficult to reach her shoes this way, but she was just pretending to tie them anyway. Her skirt lifted a bit as she bent, revealing the milky smooth skin of her backside, faint freckles kissed those round and juicy cheeks. Art swallowed thickly, as a bit more was revealed and he got a glimpse of the white panties she wore and the swollen pink lips that peaked out between the sides of them.
Art blushed deeply as he turned and went into the kitchen; his sister was wearing crotchless panties? What did she think was going to happen tonight dressed like that? Art pulled open the door to his freezer and removed a bottle of gin that was on the shelf. Turning around he walked over to the mini bar set up near the doorway, and leaned against it. His erection pressed against the cabinet, images of his sister's hairless lips fueling his desire. Art glanced down, pulling back a bit and adjusted it so it was less noticeable. He flushed thinking about it, maybe something would happen tonight, it was pretty obvious she wanted it to, and he couldn't help but want something in return.
Art called into the other room, "The movies are on top of the television."
Guinne had moved and sat down, but when he called out she got up to pick a movie. She looked through them picking up each one and reading the title. The top two were sci-fi flicks, the last was what looked like maybe a romantic comedy. She pondered all three for a moment, putting her elbows on top of the TV as she considered. Guinne noticed something back there, a DVD case, and reached out pulling it from where it was sitting, she grinned faintly, she was pretty sure it was some porno movie. It was called 'Under the Sheets' and had two naked women and a naked man in bed on the cover.
Guinne considered just putting the porno on, but decided that maybe it was better to ease into it; they had a long night ahead of them, or could if she played her cards right. So she popped 'Serenity' out of its case and stuck it in the DVD player, she'd seen it before and knew that Art had too, but it was a good movie. Neither would mind watching it again. Guinne moved back toward the couch, as she heard popcorn popping in the kitchen, she smiled and hopped onto the couch, kicking her shoes off and tucking her feet up underneath herself.
"What are we watching?" Art inquired as he entered with a bowl of popcorn in one hand and the two drinks balanced on a small tray in the other.
"Serenity, I figured who doesn't like to watch River kick a little ass?" Guinne smiled at him, as he sat down at the end of the couch, a few feet from her. She wrinkled her nose at him a moment, chewing her lip. Should she move down to him? Or was he purposely putting space between them? After a few moments Guinne moved over on the couch, so that she was leaning up against Art's side. He placed the two drinks on the table, and slid his arm around her waist without a word.
Guinne snuggled into his side a bit and stuck a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth; chewing quietly as he navigated the menu on the DVD and got it playing the movie. His mind was a little distracted, every inch of his body acutely aware of the fact that her breast was pressing against his arm and that her hand was resting on his thigh, inches from the erection he was trying to hide.
Somehow, the two managed to get through the entire movie, though Guinne did manage to work in a few kisses along with their cuddling. When Art had her pick out the second movie, she decided on the somewhat romantic comedy 'Lost in Translation.' Art had mixed them a few more drinks during 'Serenity', and they were both a little tipsy by now, but had switched to Pepsi so they wouldn't get too drunk. Neither of them was much of a heavy weight though and their three drinks apiece had definitely loosened some inhibitions. By the middle of the second movie, they weren't really watching it; they had shifted so that Guinne was half lying on Art, half sitting next to him, with her arms wrapped around him. Occasionally they would kiss, but for the most part, they were just enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies, the peaceful feeling of holding each other.
Things were slowly drifting toward a bit more than snuggling, as Guinne started to place gentle kisses along her brother's neck, gently nibbling at the soft flesh there. Art was a bit hesitant, but Guinne moved slowly, trying not to press too much, trying to take it slow with him. They both wanted more, she could feel the wetness between her legs and his erection pressing against her side.
Art and Guinne's lips were locked together, their tongues teasing and tasting each other's; when the room suddenly went quiet. Art pulled away, the silence startling him and looked around and then his eyes went to the television, the movie was over; the DVD player had gone into standby, indicating it had been over for more than just a couple of moments.
"I have no idea what happened in the last half of that movie," Art murmured, with a faint smile on his lips. Guinne giggled softly at him, and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
"Don't worry, I don't either," Guinne confessed, having to smile at the fact that they had been so wrapped up in each other that the rest of the world had simply vanished.
"Well, it's getting to be dinner time anyway, why don't I go make it up and you can put in another movie for us to watch while we eat. Deal? Or check what's on cable, if you prefer... up to you," Art smiled at her as he gently disentangled himself from her arms. He wanted to shift his erection so it wasn't so obvious, but doing so would have drawn just as much attention, so he just smiled at her and slipped out of the living room, once in the hall adjusting himself to a more comfortable position.
Guinne had to bite her lip to keep from giggling as she watched him try to hide his erection, letting it out when he was out of the room, a soft and cheerful sound. Not that she could blame him; she knew that her own state of arousal was as high if not higher than his. She glanced at the last two movies sitting on the television, and then slid off the couch and picked them up. The other sci-fi movie or what she was pretty sure was a porno flick? She did want to eat, and found it a bit odd to watch porn while eating. Guinne tapped her chin absently, considering what to do; Art had said she could check the cable for something on as well.
"That works, something on TV, then some porno," she murmured to herself.
"Did you say something?" Art called from the other room.
"No, just thinking aloud," Guinne replied as she put 'Under the Covers' into the DVD player, stopping it and switching over to the cable box. She flicked for a few minutes, and then finally left it on a 'Futurama' double feature, lying back down on the couch. Her hand drifted down between her legs, feeling the dampness all along her wet slit. Guinne wanted so bad to finger herself, she wanted even more for Art to come in here and fuck her. She got neither though, as she pulled her hand away and leaned back with a sigh. First dinner, then they could move onto something more fun.
Art had prepared everything in advance, all he really had to do was warm the various dishes up, it took him less than ten minutes to get it all ready, and a few minutes later, he entered the living room with two plates. They ate as they watched 'Futurama', the time letting them cool off a bit, and letting them laugh a bit. By the time the second was done they were finished with dinner, so he took the plates into the kitchen and then returned, dropping down next to her once more.
"Now what?" Art asked, looking over at his sister, who had a faintly mischievous look on her face. He wondered what was going on in her head, but Guinne didn't say anything to his question. She just pushed him over onto his side, and used her toes to push his shoes off.
