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College Closeness (DareToDream & Righteous Ritsu)

DareToDream

DareToDream

Pulsar
Joined
Dec 26, 2009
Location
East Coast of U.S.
The alarm bell shattered the silence of the pre-dawn, sending Joshua shooting up in bed, his heart pounding out a rhythm that belonged in a jazz band, not inside his chest. Closing his eyes, the young man took a deep breath then another, slowly settling his body down. That damn alarm scared the crap out of him most mornings but he knew if he didn’t set it so loud he’d never wake up at all. He blamed it on his college days, where laziness was a given and sleeping in was a must; now that he was in the real world, working a full time job, he didn’t have that luxury anymore so the alarm became important to him. To say they had a love/hate relationship was an understatement, especially since this was his fourth one in four months, the last three meeting untimely deaths against the wall of his bedroom. Glancing over, he saw the scratched paint and felt a smile fall into place, remembering good times. He was also thankful that it was an outer wall, not the one shared with the other bedroom.

That thought made him smile because soon that room would have another occupant and that made him smile. He’d had his time at college and now it was his little sister’s moment. Milly had finally graduated from high school and decided to go to the same college he had and to help her with the cost of it all, he’d offer to let her move into the spare bedroom. He had no use for it and it would be nice to have his sister around again; he’d missed her after he moved out and since he stayed in the area after he graduated, he never got enough time to see her on his infrequent visits home. Knowing he needed to get ready for her arrival, Joshua hopped out of bed and padded into the bathroom, pausing just long enough to look at himself in the mirror. At 23, he had the lean, muscular body of a young man with short black hair and brown eyes. He had a few scars scattered here and there from his childhood and sported a dragon tattoo on his shoulder blade and a snake one that coiled at the base of his neck, both something he’d gotten in the last year that no one in his family knew about. Satisfied, he hopped in the shower, hoping he hadn’t gotten a late start to the day.
 
Millvina, or Milly to those closest to her, had been looking forward to college ever since her senior year of high school started. Her last classes then were pretty much a joke, or things she used to just make her GPA better. She decided to become an Animator. And not just for tv or movies, video games! Her favorite hobby. And what could make her entrance to college even better? She'd get to spend her entire college life with, Her brother! She was quite excited as she really missed him at home while he was gone. So when she learned his college had an animation major, she jumped on it, and called him to break the news. That's when the offer to live with him came up. He was so nice to offer her the free room.

And that's what brought her to the current day. With her long, black as coal hair tied up in a pony-tail with a red ribbon, she stood at the bus stop roughly 2 blocks from his apartment. That's why she chose to pack a little heavier then normal. Two big rolling sets of luggage, and a messenger bag that looked stuffed. So, with a bright smile plastered on her face she started off for the building, dragging both things behind her. When she reached the building, she walked into the first set and scanned the number pad, before pressing her finger to his room's button. She hadn't received a key just yet.
 
The shower had been wonderful and Joshua had dressed in blue jeans and a dark tee-shirt when he got out then made himself a hot breakfast, something he didn’t do often. Eggs, toast, and bacon hit the spot though and he sighed in happiness as he sat at the kitchen table reading the morning newspaper. Too much murder and mayhem in the world, he thought, since article after article seemed to be about that. Vowing that the world didn’t have enough love in it he moved to the sports page, getting lost in the news of the local teams, including the University teams. Even though he wasn’t a student there any more, he was still an ardent fan and followed their teams when he could.

He was deep in an article about the football team when the buzzer sounded near the door, causing him to jump. There was someone out there and his heart leapt at the possibility that it was his sister. Cleaning up quickly, he moved to the door and took a deep breath then flicked on the video monitor that led to a camera by the door. It was a neat security feature his apartment offered and he loved it. Sure enough, the vision that filled the screen caused him to smile. His little sister, though she was now a freshman in college, stood at the entrance, waiting for him to buzz her in. Pushing the button, he took a deep breath and then spoke. “Hi Milly! I’m so glad you’re here. I’ll be right down to help with your bags.” Without waiting for an answer, Joshua slipped out the door, completely forgetting that he wasn’t wearing a shirt, having left it on the back of his kitchen chair.
 
As she stood there waiting, she checked out her faint reflection in the mirror. Yep, her hair was still down, she was worried the wind would tussle it about. She leaned in, checking to make sure the contacts were still sitting atop her green eyes. Yep. All was good there. Then she looked over what she had on. A long light blue tunic dress that fell down to her knees, Some black knee high socks, and a elbow length yellow and white stripped shirt underneath. She considered herself quite pretty for a moment. And the moment was broken when the sound of her brother filled the little entrance booth. She jumped just alittle but sighed some relief as he said he'd be right down. "Alright!" she yelled, unaware if he would even be able to hear her without her pressing some button.

Looking past the glass she quickly caught sight of him. And what a sight. She had seen him shirtless before, but this, for some reason was making her weak at the knees. Was it that she hadn't seen him for quite awhile? Or something else? She glanced away, biting her lip in an attempt to weaken the blush she could feel rising to her cheeks.
 
Joshua bounded down the steps, his excitement at seeing his sister again giving him boundless energy in the moment. As he reached the first floor he headed straight for the door, seeing a woman standing outside. It had been quite a while since he’d been home last, having skipped the holidays and a summer visit to hang out with friends and so he was unprepared for the sight that awaited him when he opened the door.

As the entrance was flung open, he stepped into the frame, his eyes staring at his sister in disbelief. She was….well…..to say she was beautiful would be an understatement. He remembered her as a gangly teenage but the young woman that stood before him was far more than that. Without thinking, his eyes swept over her body slowly, taking her in. He noted her raven black hair, sensual green eyes, and the dress that covered her frame. He liked what he saw…oh yes, he did indeed. Then, suddenly realizing what he was doing, he felt himself blush in embarrassment; this was his sister after all! “Milly!” he said, trying to cover up what he’d just done. “It’s so good to see you.” With that, he stepped forward and wrapped his sister in a hug, letting his arms rest on her back.
 
When he finally entered the entrance area, She had to give him a second look over, since he was closer. He was so manly looking, and fresh smelling. And as he wrapped her in a hug, her senses were overloaded by him. This was highly unfair that he should become more handsome then any she had dated, or could ever date. But she tried to ignore this feeling, and returned his hug , wrapping her arms around his torso tightly. "I know, it's so good to see you! I've really missed you Josh." After a good minute she took a step back, putting her arms at her side.

It was atleast maybe a good 18 months since she was saw him, probably way more, but she didn't have time to count it really. she did have a few things to talk about, nothing too important at this moment, nothing that couldn't wait until they were inside his apartment. "Let's go in eh? we can talk and catch up there. And go over any rules you have." She gave her brother a smile, before hitching her bag up a little higher, and gripping the cord for one of the rolling bags, since on the intercom he said he was coming to help with bags.
 
The way her arms wrapped around him felt so nice and Joshua sighed in happiness. Her use of his shortened name brought a smile to his face and also brought fond memories to mind from long lost days when they grew up together. Milly was the only one to ever use the shortened version and he loved it. The minute she stepped back, he found that he missed her embrace, an odd thought for him given their relationship as brother and sister but one he’d had nonetheless. She’d been warm and soft pressed against him and he missed it.

Stepping back, he took her in again, loving what he saw and then cocked his head when she spoke. “Sure thing, little sis” he said cheerfully, reaching down and grabbing the remaining bags and lifting them with ease. Joshua had been working out steadily and it was finally beginning to show, the suitcases light in his hands. Losing himself in her smile briefly, he backed through the door and turned, heading for the stairs, trusting that she would follow. “I’m on the third floor. It’s a pretty big apartment so we’ll have plenty of room; we won’t be falling all over each other.” As soon as the words were out, an image of them falling together on the floor, their bodies tangling came into his mind and he felt a heated blush again.
 
Milly felt quite impressed as he lifted her luggage with ease. She never packed too lightly, fighting in whatever breakable items she needed in with her normal clothes, and this little trip to his apartment was no exception on her bringing some, for lack of a better word, useless things. After all, she was all but moving in with him for quite a long time, she need a few of her figurines here to keep her feeling at home. The impressiveness didn't wear off to quickly, since he came to her without a shirt on, she could plainly see most of his muscle working. She was beginning to doubt her leg's ability to work at this point.

Biting her lip to fight off thoughts of.. touching and being lifted by those muscles, she hurried after him. Wheeling along the bag she was in charge of. "A big place? That's good." Well in a way. As he started up the stairs, she pulled her bag closer and followed him up, taking a little longer to move then him. She wasn't too weak or anything, just the luggage was rather full. She was a little glad to be behind him, as she would be embarrassed about how she was handling this. But being behind him granted her another good thing. It provided a pretty decent view of his back muscle working as well. He was just so strong.. Suddenly she wanted to be in his arms around, being lifted up.. and gentle kissed... Her thoughts took over for a moment, so when they did finally reach his room, she bumped into him. "Oh! Sorry!" With a nervous giggle she backed up, glancing off to the side with a blush as she was now fully aware of the thoughts she had been thinking. Naughty stuff... he was her brother, it wasn't right. Wasn't right, or wasn't fair?
 
He headed up the stairs slowly, each step bringing them closer to their new living arrangements. The bags he carried were heavy as sin but it only made him smile; his sister always was a heavy packer and she’d be here for a semester at the very least, if not for four plus years. The sound of suitcase bumping behind him also brought a smile; he’d have expected her to complain about it but he supposed the fact that he’d taken two of hers helped eased her burden considerably. Though heavy, he was able to handle them with ease and it felt good to work his muscles. A small part of him wondered, or perhaps hoped was the better emotion, if she had noticed them. He had just reached the landing, having slowed down to close in on the door, when he felt her bump against him. Her hurried apology caused him to drop her bags and spin around, hands reaching out automatically to steady her without even knowing if she needed it.

“Hey there, careful now. These are some steep steps.” He studied her a moment, making sure she was steady, but didn’t pull his hands back from her shoulders. For some reason, they felt good there, resting against her dress. With a swallow, he finally removed his hands and turned back towards the door, fishing out his key and getting it open. Grabbing the two bags again, he nudged the door open with his foot and then moved through it. They emerged into a rather large living room with a big screen TV, a comfy looking chair, and an equally comfy looking couch, a room that was relatively neat despite his bachelor status. Off to the right stood the kitchen, also spacious, which included a table for eating and a microwave on the counter. A hallway led to the back of the apartment, where the bathrooms and bedrooms were located. Setting her suitcases off to the side, he headed towards the kitchen. “Just set your suitcase there. I’ll give you the tour in a moment” he called, glancing at her over his shoulder and flashing her a smile. “Want something cold to drink?” As he moved into the kitchen, he briefly wondered what she thought of her first glance at his place and hoped she liked it.
 
"I-I will." her voice was cracking a little as she looked to him, glancing straight to his eyes. Usually when her shoulders were gripped in this fashion, it was followed by a kiss. She bit her lip in order to try and hide the disappointment in the fact that there would be no tender kiss between the two of them. Probably not ever. The thought somewhat depressed her. But.. his hands did linger, why? She was steady.. and fine.. did he feel the same? Soon they lifted, and he turned to give the door his attention. Everything then when back to 'normal', but her mind kept asking. Did he too feel a deeper connection. She smiled at the thought, but then she gently slapped herself. It couldn't be, stop thinking that!

Finally the door was opened. She waited for him to enter, before entering and looking away. She was impressed that it was so clean. She was tempted to ask if he had cleaned it before she arrived. But she stayed silent and just too in the sight. When he mentioned leaving her bags at the door, she nodded, putting her luggage and messenger back down and closing the door. "a drink? Um sure, coke, if you have it..." She turned back around and followed towards the kitchen. "You were Right, Josh, this place is quite big! And so clean! I almost feel out of place here."
 
Padding across the tiled floor, Joshua closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. Grabbing onto her like that hadn’t been planned but once he’d touched her, the overwhelming urge to pull her close had been very strong. He’d felt that way about other women before, of course, but this time it was different. This time the woman was his sister and that unnerved him. Milly had grown from a gawky teenager to a beautiful young woman in more ways than one and the male in him noticed that. He’d be blind not to of course and the fact that she was his sister didn’t change that. He had friends with cute sisters and he could tell they always noticed it, even if they pretended they didn’t….but it didn’t escape him that none of them ever mentioned getting tingles when they hugged them and he definitely had.

He heard the thump as she set her suitcase down and smiled at her choice of beverage. They’d both enjoyed those growing up and he had stored a few cases in the pantry closet as a surprise. Reaching into the refrigerator he pulled two out and went back into the living room, handing her drink to her. Glancing around, he smiled. “Yea, it is pretty clean isn’t it? I’m glad you noticed because I did it all for you. I knew how much fun you’d have trashing the place.” He ducked his head and gave her an impish grin, teasing her. “Come on, let me show you the place.” Reaching out, he grabbed her hand, instantly aware of the heat that flared through his body at the touch, almost drawing a moan from his lips. Pushing the confusing feelings aside, he led them out of the living room into the hallway, pointing out the bathroom, a spare bedroom, her bedroom – totally bare of anything other than a bed, dresser and closet at the time, and finally his bedroom. “Mine is a little bigger than yours” he said “but if that’s a problem we can switch them. I’m not picky. The spare is between us so you can have a little privacy.” Taking another look into the room, he realized he had a pair of boxers flung over his desk chair and grimaced.
 
Milly had only been prepared to meet her brother. Her brother. Not an icon of something she desired and wanted. But that was life to her. Unfair. The first boy she had wanted to ask out, got snatched up by her closest friend, they were still going strong of course, and she wished them well, but it was unfair none-the-less. Then her last boyfriend, cheating on her, with many other girls. and now, here was a handsome man, who she already knew well, standing before her but off limits because of a blood relation. Cruel fate! So with a frown attached to her face, and her knees weak from his touch, she followed him.

Opening the can he handed her, she smiled and laughed. "I'll try not to trash it too much. After all, if classes take up my time too much I won't be around to trash it." She grinned at his joke, giving him an actual reply instead of a 'will not' or anything. She took a drink from the cold soda, nothing how it did nothing to quench the nerves she was receiving from the new thoughts that everyday she'd be greeted by his handsome face. Then he grabbed her hand, saying he wanted to show her the place. She nodded, following at his tug of course. Holding his hand flooded her with a warm connection to him. Her face was red, her palms were probably getting sweaty, she couldn't rightfully tell over this odd pleasure from holding his hand. It was driving her towards wanting to grab his arm and walk closer to him. "N-no, I don't need a lot of room. Contrary to my heavy bags, i didn't pack too much extra stuff." She noted the spare between them, and thought how handy that would be, if she made too much noise later unpacking or listening to music. She glanced into his room, and seeing the pair of boxers on his chair, laughed softly. "In a rush to undress this morning?" That's when a small flash of him undressing filled her mind, she shook her head, trying to focus on the now.
 
He knew he should have let her hand go, knew that was the right thing to do, but the soft warm touch of her palm against his was sending little bolts of electricity shooting through his body, igniting his nerves like sparks from a bonfire. Without thinking about it, he had begun to move his thumb, lightly gliding it over her skin in a light caress, sending even more thrills through his body. This was his sister, he vaguely thought with that one brain cell that was still working…but he found that argument to be rather weak and so he ignored it and instead reveled in the way she felt to his touch. Of course, being a male, his mind made that next leap and he wondered what it would feel like to touch more of her, everywhere he could. He somehow knew it would be wonderful but also knew it would never happen, that it was taboo. Yet…he couldn’t help but wonder.

Her comment about his boxers brought his mind back to reality and he stared at the offending clothing, his cheeks flushing a moment. Then, before he could censure himself, he grinned a Cheshire cat grin and bumped her hip with his before suddenly moving so that he was behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist. Leaning forward so that his lips were right next to her ear, he whispered. “Actually, Lily, I forgot to put them on this morning.” Releasing her waist, he stepped to the side but accidentally came too close, his hips brushing her butt as he moved. The action had been innocent but the minute it happened, Joshua felt his hormones surge, arousal filling his body almost instantly. Feeling his cheeks heat up, he ducked his head and finished his move, now standing on her side. “Well, sis, why don’t you get unpacked and settle in a bit then we can get caught up on old times.” Reaching up, he lightly ran his fingers across her neck and then ruffled her hair before retreating quickly towards the kitchen. He needed to put some space between them to let these unusual emotions settle down.
 
Milly's eyes widen as she felt her brother's thumb rolling across her palm. Her heart was starting to best fast. She had only felt this once before with a guy she had been close to. It didn't affect her like this then.. She had to face a fact. She was attracted to Josh. She couldn't fight it. She glanced to him, wondering if he felt the same. She had to find out. Taboo or not, she needed to know. If he wasn't.. attracted to her in the way, she'd fight past it, but if he was... if he was... thoughts of them sharing long nights on the couch, early mornings in bed, in the same room, candle-lit dinners and the like.. all of it filled her head. She was getting excited, like a kid on Christmas Eve.

She stared at his boxers for a minute, or atleast long enough to not notice he moved. And what made her noticed his move, was he released her hand and instead gripped her waist. When he whispered that he hadn't put them on, she blushed deeply. Then as he returned to her side, he bumped her. Her eyes widen slightly as she tried to determine whether or not his little brush was intentional or not. But his words, and the thought of him not wearing anything beneath his pants, that just brushed her, all of it caused her to blush deeper. "Y-Yeah, that's a good idea!" Feeling his fingers run across her neck, she bit her lip and held back a slight gasp. Her knees were getting weak, she'd need to sit down soon. She turned and watched him walk to the kitchen, realizing her bags were by the front door. With an embarrassed smile, she followed him, trying to be quiet as she dragged her bags to the room. It took two trips, but once in her room, she closed the door and slumped down to the floor, her back against it. Her breathing quicken as she glanced around. She felt tempted to rip off her clothes and let her pleasure take over as she dreamt of him. But she couldn't, she needed to unpack and settle down, this was insane! She took a few deep breaths then stood up to begin unpacking, trying to keep her mind focus on it, but occasionally letting it slip towards way she could confirm whether or not he felt as she did. So far his little movements pointed to yes, but she needed to be sure. If she was wrong and confronted him, she'd lose her current living place.
 
Joshua moved rapidly down the hallway, needing to put distance between them in a big, big way, not caring how his departure might look. Something had happened back there in the doorway to his room, something that had his body on edge, humming with an electrical charge that threatened to overload him. His heart beat a mile a minute and his hands were clammy, sure signs that the nervousness he felt was truly there. Anyone who knew him would agree that he was a flirt – it just came natural to him whether he wanted it to or not – but this time the woman in his sights was his sister and that scared him. Lily was his blood for goodness sake, not some woman he’d just met on the street, and he’d known her all his life. This sudden attraction to her surprised him and he wondered if perhaps it just meant that he’d been to long between dates. Perhaps he just needed to get out and get laid, take the edge off his nerves and relieve some tension; maybe that would solve this little problem he was having.

Though someone who saw him right then might have argued that his problem wasn’t so little after all, not the way his shaft was noticeably pressing against the front of his pants. He hadn’t expected that reaction at all, especially not over Lily, but it was there nonetheless. As he walked, he slipped his hand downward and lightly grazed his fingers along it, his body shivering at the touch. Oh yea, he needed some distance between them without a doubt. Reaching the kitchen, he managed to get himself behind the counter before she arrived, pressing his hips to it in the hopes of concealing his situation. She gave him no notice though as she retrieved first one bag and then the other, finally disappearing into her room. Sagging back against the counter, he grabbed his cold soda and took a swig, sighing in frustration. His hand dropped into his lap without a thought and he slowly began to stroke it, trying to ease the tension that he felt. It wasn’t meant to be though since every stroke reminded him of Lily and with a feral growl he stopped and chugged the rest of his drink.
 
She started unpacking with a focused mind, moving underwear and shirts of the dresser he was providing for her. As she unpacked she visually tried on a few of the clothing, asking herself if he'd find it attractive. Along with the clothing, she took out a few figures she had brought along, and placed them in various places on the dresser. When she was finally finished, the dresser was full, both inside and on top, of clothing and figures. She walked over to her bed and opened her messenger bag there, taking out her laptop, some cds and DVDs, as well as a 3DS. Something to keep her entertained. She scoured the room for outlets, and finding a few, plugged in her things to charge them. The last thing she took out was her little purple vibrator. She had intended to completely focus on school, dismissing boys until the end of it all. But she glanced towards her door, wondering if Josh would break her of that 'vow'.

He was so handsome. And she knew already that he was nice and smart. Her hand ran down her dresses front as she bit her lip. Being around him was intoxicating. She looked from her empty bags to the door. Well.. a quick session wouldn't hurt, nothing major... After all he might think she had a lot to unpack. But to b sure, she stood up and moved to the door, sitting down against it. She turned her vibrator on low, so the buzzing wouldn't attract him, then ran it over her clothed breasts. Could he even find her petite body attractive? She moaned softly, moving her friend down ward across her stomach. Then she lifted it off and moved it under her tunic dress, running it up and down the length of her panties. "Ooo..." Milly softly sighed, her breathing and panting becoming quicker as she imagined his fingers at her panties instead of the vibrator. Then the buzzing stopped. Her eyes open and she growled at the toy, tossing it onto the floor. It bounced and rolled eventually landing by the bed. The battery had run out. "Fine! I'll just wait!" Even though she was certain her panties were soaked. She stood up, took a second to compose herself, and feeling a little flush she opened the door and walked out, forgetting to close it properly.

She walked towards the kitchen, calling out. "Alright, I'm all unpacked. you ready to catch up?" She needed to take her mind away from her disappointment.
 
When he finished his drink, Joshua turned and tossed it in the trash can then moved to the cabinets and pulled down a large bowl. A bag of popcorn followed next, something light and airy for a snack since it wasn’t quite lunch time yet. Tossing it in the microwave he got it cooking and then leaned against the counter some more. As time passed, the popcorn eventually coming out and going into the bowl, he waited but she never showed. Frowning, he started to walk down the hallway then stopped and returned. What was taking her so long he didn’t know but he decided he wouldn’t hurry her, not when she was constantly on his mind the way she was.

That still bothered him too but he realized that, it could bother him all it wanted but it wouldn’t change a thing. He’d always liked Lily, they’d gotten along so well as kids, so it didn’t surprise him that he would like her now. She had grown in a beautiful young woman and her personality was still the same. How could he not notice that? Other guys had to notice their sisters so he couldn’t be weird. He wouldn’t accept that. But noticing her and touching her were two different things. Inside his mind, he’d like to think he wouldn’t take that second step but as soon as he thought it, he flashed to the feel of her hand in his and the touch of his hips to her butt and he felt arousal flare again.

He was about to curse himself out internally when he heard footsteps and her voice call out, causing an instant reaction in his body. Glancing down, he closed his eyes and tried to think of nuns but knew it probably wouldn’t work. Shifting himself in his pants a little, he picked up the bowl and waited until she came into sight. “Took you long enough. Just like a woman…” he teased as he came around the bar and approached her. “I’m ready and I made us some popcorn to nibble on while we talked. Want to sit on the couch for comfort?” Without waiting for her answer, he moved over to it and plopped down then patted the spot next to him.
 
"Oh shush. I had to put everything in a good place, or else I wouldn't be able to focus on our conversation." She smiled at him, noting the bowl as he mentioned popcorn. The bus ride was long, and didn't allow food, so she was hungry. Well, other passengers brought and ate food, but she always tried to follow listed rules like that. She nodded to his idea of the couch, even though he didn't really wait for an answer. She walked over and sat next to him, trying to keep her eyes focused on either the popcorn or his face. She knew if she lingered too much on his torso she'd lose it, since he hadn't bothered to put a shirt on yet.

She reached over for the popcorn, dipping her hand in and taking a fer kernels and eating them before speaking up. "Soo... do you always walk round without a shirt on?" She had to address it. If she didn't she'd lose her mind during this talk and pounce on him! An odd thought but in her current depreived state, it would be completely possible. She bit her lip to fight the thoughts off, and grabbed another handful to eat.
 
He laughed when she teased him back, her words causing an eyebrow to raise. “Oh, and focusing on this conversation is ultra important, is it?” he asked. His gaze took her form in as she walked across the room towards him and he couldn’t help but sweep her curves with a gentle glance. His sister had truly grown up in more ways than one, a fact he was becoming so very acutely aware of with every moment they shared together. As she settled on the couch next to him, he felt her body heat combine with his, making the room just a touch hotter than it was. Smiling as their eyes met, he studied her for a moment, wondering if she knew just how pretty she was.

When she leaned over to take some popcorn, he almost hoped their hands or arms or hips would brush but it didn’t happen and, he noted, that was probably a good thing. Their last touch had put his body so far on edge it wasn’t funny; prolonged contact might find him forcing her down on the couch and having his way with her. When she spoke, her question focusing on his shirtless body, he couldn’t help but grin. Deciding to have a little fun, he popped a kernel in his mouth and glanced down at his bare chest. “Well, I’ve always lived alone before now so yea, I do walk around shirtless a lot. Sometimes, I’m in just my boxers….when I’m wearing anything at all.” He kept his gaze straight ahead when he said that last line, popping another kernel in. “I guess I’ll have to start wearing more clothes now that you’re here…unless you don’t mind….”
 
"Why wouldn't it be?" She almost frowned. "I value every conversation with my wonderful brother!" As she spoke she squirmed in her seat, possibly moving closer to him then needed, but it made her more comfortable to be close to him. She almost felt protected this way. Her stomach though, couldn't remain calm. It flipped and flopped everywhere. She hadn't felt this way since her very first date. As she looked to his eyes, she wanted to press against him. So tempting.

She continued to pop kernel after kernel in her mouth while he spoke about his dressing habits. She was a little surprised at how calm she was reacting to him telling her that he enjoyed walking around naked for the most part. The image of him clad in the boxers she had seen early, walking around the house and just being free made her blush slightly. "I.. don't mind.." She glanced to him. "I'm your guest, you shouldn't have to change your life style to suit me.. if anything, I should change to suit you." Then she thought about it, and with a grin she pulled the overdress she was wearing off and tossed it towards the hallway, now sitting in her stripped shirt and knee high socks. Luckily for her, the shirt fell just past her hips, barely hiding her blue panties from his view. Then she realized her slight mistake. Her panties were a small bit damp from before. This caused her to blush as she glanced towards the hallway. No. She couldn't run and get pants or anything, she had to prove she was comfortable with his life style.
 
Joshua noticed how close she’d moved towards him, he couldn’t miss it, not with their hips almost brushing against each other. The urge to slide an arm around her shoulders and pull her close, like he would a date, shot through him but he repressed it in time. “Oh, you do, do you?” he said with a laugh. “Even when I’m lecturing you?” An eyebrow raised that time, knowing she hated it when he’d always gone into “big brother” mode during their childhood. Glancing to her again, he couldn’t imagine doing that now; she was all grown up and ready to make her way in the world and didn’t need him any more, at least that way.

When she said she didn’t mind how he dressed around his place, his head turned immediately and their gazes locked. “Wow, that’s really kind of you, sis. I figured you’d want me to change and all that.” Before he could say another word though, Milly reached down and grabbed the dress she was wearing and quickly stripped it from her body, tossing it away. He blinked at how quickly it had happened, a huge grin spreading across his face at her willingness to adjust to him instead of the other way around. That’s when he realized what she’d been wearing underneath that dress. His gaze noticed the striped shirt first and slowly swept down it, heat pooling in his eyes as he wondered if she wore a bra underneath it. Down her torso he went and onto her legs, where he noticed where he saw the knee high socks. What caught his eye the most though was the small amount of creamy skin that could be see between the end of the shirt and the top of the socks, a sight that sent his hormones skyrocketing, especially when he thought about lay between those legs. Without even thinking about it, he shifted just enough to rest his leg against hers, causing his hand to drift onto that bare skin, fingers absently brushing it. “Wow…that’s…a really cute outfit” he finally managed to murmur through his suddenly dry mouth.
 
"Well.. not so much when you lecture me.." She laughed, but smiled. Even though she hated it when he sat her down and talked to her about a mistake she made, it did help her learn. Like when he told her that high school wasn't the time for parties and such, it was time for studying and learning. The cops had broken up the party, arresting most of the people, and she learned from a friend, that hey then boyfriend was planning on dumping her at the party anyway. That gave her the chance to dump him. She was really grateful to Josh for that.

After ditching the dress, she could slightly feel the heat of her nerves. Sitting so close to him like this. Sure it wasn't underwear only, or even totally nude, but sitting next to him, with so much of her body on display was a big deal for her. Milly was aware he was looking at her. If anything this proved he was for sure a man, and not a robot dressed as her brother. This also hinted that he could be more then her brother, and he might've realized it. Feeling his leg close to her, and his hand on her skirt, she blushed, her eyes falling to her lap, and thus his hand. Goosebumps were starting to move over her skin as he brushed her leg. "T-thanks Josh... It's.. one of my favorites.. I really dressed to try and make a good impression on you." Her heart was pounding like crazy as she then looked up to him. "I.. really hoped you liked it.."
 
Joshua’s body was on high alert, energy coursing along every nerve ending, trigging little micro pulses throughout his body. He recognized the condition of course, knew it was arousal, his hormones producing like little rabbits, flooding his system to the point where he was hyper aware of his sister next to him and just how good her warm flesh felt under the touch of his fingers. It took a moment, because of that arousal laced fog coating his brain, to realize that she hadn’t pulled away from his touch though it was what one would have expected from their sister in that moment. Turning his head to look at her, he met her gaze and noted the blush that flooded her cheeks, liking the way it made her face glow.

Licking his lips, he listened to her talk, absorbing each word, his gaze penetrating her eyes and falling into her soul. She had dressed to try and make a good impression on him? What did that mean exactly? For the first time, Joshua wondered if she was having as conflicting thoughts about him as he was having about her. They’d always been close, hanging all over each other as kids, but this was…different….more grown up. Deciding that there was really only one way to find out, his heart pounding hard the entire time, Joshua smiled. “I…though you looked beautiful when I saw you outside my door, Milly” he murmured, his gaze dropping to her lips. “You’ve…grown up so much…and I like it. That outfit….” as he spoke, his fingers began to move, lightly stroking their way down her skin to the edge of her knee-high socks, tracing along it for a moment before slowly sliding back up “…is sexy as hell, especially with that overdress off.” His fingers continued their movement, now reaching the edge of her shirt. He moved them inward slightly, letting his finger tips graze her inner thigh and slide upward more, just barely moving the bottom of the fabric to expose more of her skin.
 
He thought she looked beautiful. Milly smiled, the blush adding a soft glow to her as well. The butterflies in her stomach refused to calm down though as he continued to speak, and as his hand continued to move across her leg. She wanted to shiver from his touch, not being use to such gentle movements. Her breathing started to get a bit heavier as she glanced towards his hand watching it move from her knee-high socks to the edge of her shirt, and then inward and up, slowly. It was tantalizing. He liked her outfit, even thinking it was sexy. Although she was assuming that was because he had easier access to her underwear. But that also meant, that he did like her more then what 'should' be. That alone was enough to get her excited and worked up.

Since he had placed a hand on her, she didn't seem any harm in repeating it herself. Her hand moved over, resting on his upper leg, squeezing gently. Even his legs felt strong. "Josh.. I..." She bit her lip, turning to look at him. Her eyes looked to his lips before looking to his eyes. Her hand's grip on his leg tightened for a moment as she leaned in just a little, mumbling something she couldn't really quite make out herself. Her eyes were closing slightly, hoping he would take the chance, since she couldn't find herself able to close the gap, as much as she tried to push herself to him.
 
His heart was pounding inside his chest, his ribs protesting the action, but Joshua was in unknown territory here. Sure, he’d put his share of moves on a girl during his life but this wasn’t some girl, this was his sister. His loving sister Milly. Who also happened to be sexy, beautiful, and all grown up. He was confused but he was also aroused and the feel of her skin under his fingers was causing all sorts of commotion inside his body, not to mention stirring things down below. He waited to see if she’d shake him off, yell at him, or slap him but when she did neither, he continued his little tease.

Things turned real almost instantly though when she did the unexpected, putting her hand on his thigh and giving it a squeeze. That simple touch did more for his libido than anything so far and he felt his shaft hardening in his pants. Swallowing hard, he turned his head at her words, their gazes locking. Her fingers flexed, causing him to jerk and his own fingers slid higher, dipping just under the shirt. When she leaned towards him, eyes half closing, he swallowed again. Now was the time to stop this little game, to go back to the way things should be, but instead he leaned forward and captured her lips with his.
 
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