Oliver Teases His Sister

This is the fourth chapter of Oliver Teases His Sister. (: Enjoy & comments are good.

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Seconds later, I broke the kiss and lifted my head up, staring down at my sister. She had a look of shock on her face. I raised an eyebrow at her, as moments of silence passed by, waiting for some kind of reaction. Suddenly, her expressionless face got a glare upon it. "Get off of me," Miracle hissed, trying to get up. A puzzled look appeared on my face, as I shook my head and stood up, wondering if I had made a mistake. She got up and stormed out of the room, and to her room.

I plopped on the couch, trying to figure out what just happened. Why had she gotten so mad? She pretty much willingly stripped for me. But when I kissed her, she got pissed at me? I shook my head. Pulling my legs onto the sofa, I finished the movie and tried to forget about Miracle and her mixed signals.

Hours later, I heard footsteps. By now, it was pretty late; around one in the morning. Miracle walked in the room, and sat down by me. I glanced at her. She was staring at the television. Should I say something?

"Bi-polar, much?" I said finally.

She looked over at me. "Sorry." Miracle mumbled.

Sorry? Did she just say sorry? I shook my head slightly. This girl boggled my mind; and I loved it in some weird, twisted kind of way.

"What? Why?" I asked, clearly confused.

She sighed softly. "I didn't mean to... freak out..." Miracle explained, biting her lip slightly, which reminded of when I saw her masturbating. I stifled a laugh. But, she caught it anyway.

"What?" she demanded, glaring at me again. "I'm apologizing to you and you're laughing at me?" Miracle asked, her tone getting louder.

There was no point in hiding it now. I began to laugh, then shook my head. "You biting your lip reminded me of when you were masturbating." I told her, between laughs.

She sighed loudly, shaking her head. Then, she looked back up at me with a small smile, as if she was trying to hide it. "Even little ol' me gets horny," she finally said, with a short laugh.

"You? Horny?" I said, amused. I sat there, contemplating them; some very inappropriate images flashing across my mind.

"It depends." Miracle finally said, peering at me out of the corner of her eye.

"Hmm?"

"You asked me earlier if I looked at porn or used my imagination. Both. It depends." Miracle told me.

"Hmm, which was it today?" I asked her.

"Imagination."

"Really?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, and facing her now. "What were you thinking about?"

"You."

"Really?" I said, a smug grin appearing spreading across my lips. "Explain, further please."

She rolled her eyes at me. "No." Miracle said.

"You cannot just leave me hanging like that." I protested.

"Or else what?" Miracle asked. I chuckled.

"Don't test me dear," I told her, with a sly grin.

"That's what I thought," she countered, with a satisfied smirk. I rose an eyebrow at her. In a rather quick, swift motion I picked her up, and put her over my shoulder.

"OLIVER!" she shrieked. "PUT ME DOWN!"

"I told you not to test me," I said easily, in a sing-song voice.

"You are so fucking annoying!" she yelled.

"Oh, is that really what you think?" I asked, chuckling. I began to walk toward the front door.

"Oliver... what the hell are you doing?" Miracle hissed.

"Oh, just putting you outside and locking the door." I said, nonchalantly.

"OLIVER!" Miracle wailed, beginning to kick.

"What? It's not that cold outside. You'll be fine. And if any mysterious or creepy looking men come down the street, just tell them your big brother is right inside." I told her, tightening my grip on her.

"OLIVER!" she yelped, her voice catching. I opened the door, and took a step outside. She began to yell a various amount of curses.

"Stop yelling. The neighbors are going to call the cops." I said, as she continued to kick.

"NO!" she screamed. "PUT ME DOWN!"

"Okay, if you say so -- "

"NO! INSIDE!" she interjected.

"You have to apologize, first." I told her.

"Fuck no. I didn't do anything!" she snapped.

"Alriiiight.." I put her on the ground, and blocked the door.

"No, no, wait," Miracle said. "I'm sorry."

"For?"

"Saying you were annoying," she said quickly.

"That wasn't very believable..." I said slowly, beginning to open the door a crack.

"I'm really sorry I called you annoying. Really, really sorry..." Miracle said.

"Fiiine," I said, opening the door all the way with my hand on the doorknob. "Ladies first," I said sweetly, gesturing for her to back inside.

She scowled at me, but walked inside. I walked in after her and shut the door, locking it. Wordlessly, she sat down on the couch and crossed her arms, clearly angry. I put my hands on either side of her, on the couch and leaned forward. "You know I would never leave you out there." I said seriously. She didn't say anything; just stared at the ground. "Miiiiracle," I cooed. "Are you ignoring me now?" No response.

"Okay, okay. Fine." I shrugged, sitting at the far end of the couch. I reached for the remote control to the television. Flipping through, I found a movie. Endless moments of silence passed.

"You're a dick." Miracle said simply, staring at me.

I chuckled slightly. "I know." She shook her head, and averted her eyes back to the television. I sighed, barely audibly, feeling a small twinge of guilt and slid next to her. "I really wouldn't have left you out there, alone. I may be an asshole. And I may have done... and will do... a lot of other things. But, I would not do that. Sorry..." I said, looking at her. She looked back at me, again.

"It's okay," she sighed, shaking her head at me. "Damnit, I hate you," she said lightly, with a faint smile.

"Me?" I asked innocently.

"I can never stay mad at you." She admitted.

"I noticed." I said, putting an arm around her. We remained like that for awhile.

It had begun to rain. The house was silent except for the sound of the rain hitting it. "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked curiously, looking up at me.

"You're beautiful," I replied, not missing a beat.

"Really?" she asked, after a pause.

"If I thought you were unattractive, I'd let you know." I chuckled.

"Why do you ask?" I questioned.

Miracle seemed to think about this for a moment. "Just wondering..." she shrugged. I turned my head back into the direction of the television, after she remained quiet for a bit. Moments later, she moved and stood in front of me. "Mmm?" I said, looking up at her. She put a finger to my lips, and then kneeled on either side of me. I arched an eyebrow at her, wondering what, exactly she was doing; not that I was complaining.

She wrapped her arms around my neck. Dipping her head down, she kissed me, parting her lips slightly, her tongue probing mine. My hands moved to her hips, not bothering to give this any second thoughts. I broke the kiss and moved my lips to her neck and began to kiss her collarbone and bite it lightly. A small moan escaped her lips, barely audible.

I pulled back a bit later, looking at her. "Like that?" I questioned, with a knowing smirk. "Why'd you stop?" Miracle whined, now sitting on my lap.

I chuckled. "Hmm..." I said. To be honest, I wasn't sure why I stopped. However, I needed a witty answer. "Good things take time?" I said, forming it like a question. She narrowed her eyes at me.

"What?" I asked.

"I don't understand you." Miracle told me. "Hours ago, you were practically lying on top of me, and then you kissed me. Now, I kiss you and you pull away."

"But you ran away from me." I reminded her, sliding my hands up her shirt and resting them on the small of her back. She rolled her eyes, seemingly giving up.

"You're so weird..." Miracle finally said, shaking her head.

"I know. You love it," I chuckled, sliding my hands to her sides and running my fingers up and down them.

"That's distracting." Miracle told me, clearing her throat.