Quality Time

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~~~(POV: Scott Autumn)~~~

Jess is sitting next to me on the couch as we watch the news about things going on in The Aeternus Universe. My thoughts are roaming toward how neglectful I've been toward Jess.

Despite our situation, we love each other. I've been treating her rather poorly in terms of attention and affection. A relationship needs that.

I turn my head from the TV and look at her. She's engrossed with the current topic, but she notices my staring and turns to smile at me.

We look similar. Both of us have blond hair, blue eyes, and the same pleasant facial features. Despite her being a year older, some have mistaken us for fraternal twins. She smiles and tilts her head in a questioning manner.

I stretch my arm over and lay it across her shoulder. "Come here..." She scoots closer as she beams at me with her pearly white smile.

She snuggles on my side, and I wrap my arm fully around her. "I've been a real jerk to you..." I say the words slowly, in some effort to convey how serious I am about this topic.

She leans more on me and grabs my hand as it hangs near her since my arm is around her. "Hmm... I don't know if I should forgive you for how cold you've been to me..." Her voice has an edge of teasing.

Filled with false depression. "Most girls would've left you by now... Don't you think I deserve something for always staying?" She's making the situation less serious.

I admire how she's taking on this conversation, but she needs to know that I'm trying to give a serious apology here. I hug her close and interlock my hand's fingers with hers.

She raises her eyes in slight surprise. "I'm sorry for being cold to you... And I hope that you'll let me take you on a date tomorrow..." When she hears the word date, her entire demeanor changes.

She realizes that I actually feel bad, and I'm genuinely trying to make an effort to make up for how dismissive I've been. "That sounds wonderful, Scott... Where did you have in mind?" Her voice is calm and even and is now serious too.

There are some pretty good places to go on dates, but I want it to be somewhere we can be alone.

There is a place that we used to go to together as kids, which I can rent out for the night. "Remember going to Maple and Jarids Ice Rink?" She nods her head slowly.

A smile starts to appear. "I can rent it out for tomorrow night... Have it all to ourselves... Would you like to do that?" She raises her body and kisses me on the cheek.

She doesn't go back down. I feel her let go of my hand and run both of her hands through my hair. "I think you know me more than you let on..." She is a terrific ice skater, but no one knows except me.

I saw her practicing one time, having fun. Didn't know I was watching. That was a few years ago. She moves her lips towards mine and tilts her head just a little.

I do the same, and our lips gently melt into one another. Her fingernail gently scratches my scalp as she starts to move her lips.

I follow her lead and move mine in a motion to match hers. My arm that's wrapped around her moves its way down her back, and she releases small moans into my mouth. This is escalating too far too fast.

My hand rests on her butt, and she takes that as a sign to ramp it up. She moves closer and squishes her breasts against me. I feel the soft tip of her tongue glide on my lips and my bottom row of teeth.

We pull away for a second, and both our faces are red. "My body... It's so hot..." She speaks between gasps, and I'm having an internal fight.

The last time we did this, it was in my room. No pheromones, just like this time. We've come to have a certain desire for each other. "Mine too... Is it smart to do this..." While she's already pregnant, I can't stop the morally correct part of me from saying this is my sister.

She tilts my head with her hands, and we start kissing again. It's not an answer, but I don't think she wants to stop. i