As the boy continued to take her lips between his, tugging and sucking rather forcefully, his hands continued to gently slide over her stomach, analyzing every inch of her skin. His palms flat against the delicate surface, he slowly ran them over to her hips before running his fingertips slowly upward along the curve of her sides. Once they brushed against the lacy bra underneath though, they seemed to jump back in surprise before sliding again once more to the skin below. He didn't like the feeling, not one bit, and would have much rather had it taken off, he realized just as he felt the girls own fingers starting to scratch softly along his back. Arching just a bit in response, his hips now pressing lightly to the girls, the growing arousal now more apparent than ever as he slowly began to roll his hips forward.
When he felt the girls lips beginning to pull away again, a slight jolt of panic again ran through his body, his nails biting into her sides for a moment to keep her close. Soon enough though, that soft gaze was comforting him again though, and his hold released just a bit as he used the brief moment of pause to catch his own breath. As he heard her request though, he could feel his body tense once more, yet he simply nodded in silent agreement while her fingers began to tug his shirt off over his head, revealing his skin to the cool air around them. When he slowly slid back down to place his body to hers again, their lips meeting to join in a perfect rhythm, he couldn't help but feel a slight discomfort again from the feeling of her shirt this time.
With that sudden frustration growing, he again had to force himself to pull his lips away, pushing back just a bit as he glared down at the stripped little tease between the two of them. As his fingers rather roughly began to search for the hem of it, he gritted his teeth together tightly when he finally found it, giving it a sharp tug before looking into her eyes. "I need this off... now," he said in an almost bitter tone, though it didn't quite seem to be directed at Annaliese. His fingers shaking just a bit, he finally got enough of a hold on it to drag it over her body, pushing it up above the bright red bra underneath as well. Brian's free hand reached behind his sister's head, lifting it from the mattress for a moment so he could rip the shirt off from over her head. "There... a little better, now... How does this thing work..." he said as he searched frantically for the clasp of her bra, his fingers running over lace as if they were on a mission. What had once been a fairly passionate, and loving embrace was now a frantic, desperate search to reveal more. Though, not for the sake of visual pleasure, he simply needed to feel it against his own body. For as gorgeous as he was, he simply wanted to feel close to something instead, and as soon as he finally found the latch behind her back, he felt the relief wash through him. Without another word, he'd wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her now naked torso to his own rather firmly, and reconnecting their lips with a hungry passion even greater than before.