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Lucas shoved the only blanket he could find in the dryer and spun the dial. He turned around and jumped up slightly, not expecting to see Beca standing right behind him, in nothing but her under clothes nonetheless. "Oh," he barely spoke. God. She looked good. Her hair shiny and wet from the snow that had already melted. He noted how her hair laid perfectly against her skin. Lucas looked away, only embarrassed with himself for staring at her. "Here," he grabbed the wet clothes from her and tossed them in the hamper, turning away from her to avoid his eyes from scaling every inch of her body.

Beca smiled a little as he turned around. She caught his eyes wandering down her body and she giggled, licking her lips. She wished that she could just touch him and show him she wanted him now - but first he needed to want her back. It would just be embarrassing if he rejected her or something. She giggled as he took the clothes and she nodded her head. "Thanks - you get that blanket into the dryer?" she asked in a soft, wispy voice like she was flirting.

How did she have this effect on him now? He'd never felt this way towards Beca. Sure, he always knew she was pretty. But now he found himself actually attracted to her. Lucas turned back to Beca, making an effort to not look at anything but her face. "Yeah, it's in there.." he looked away again and stepped around her. "I'm gonna," he spoke, getting his voice back, "get dressed." Lucas walked up the stairs to his bedroom shaking his head. No, it's wrong and I can't, he thought.

Beca smiled a little as he skirted around her and she nodded her head. "Yeah - I don't know... I think I might be warmer like this - I'm quite warm right now!" She teased. Or maybe that was just because of her attraction to him. It was making her want him so bad - especially knowing that he wanted her too. She could tell. She smiled and giggled to herself. It would be so nice - to finally be with him.

Lucas disregarded her comment as a teasing joke. She knew what he was thinking and she was teasing him for it. "I'm going to hell," he thought out loud. He shut his bedroom door, leaning against it and taking a deep breath. He grabbed a plain t-shirt and a baggy pair of sweats, slipping into them before slipping out of his room. He made his way downstairs refreshed. In the kitchen he started making the hot chocolates. "Hey Beca, would you grab the blanket out of the dryer?" Lucas hollered out to her.

Beca had taken a seat on the couch, waiting for him to come down until she heard his voice command her. She smiled and then giggled, standing up and nodding her head. She first went upstairs and grabbed a pair of his sweatpants and one of his shirts, pulling them on - so that he wouldn't be uncomfortable. She grabbed the blanket then, giggling a little and wrapping it around her as she wrapped the blanket around herself. "This is nice and warm... It's probably better without clothes on!"

Lucas laughed uneasily as he brought the drinks out to the living room, setting them down on the coffee stand in front of the couch. He looked at Beca wrapped in the blanket, noticing her dressed in his clothes. "Oh sure Beca, feel free to just wear my clothes," he joked as he sat down beside her, tugging at the blanket for her to share. He made himself comfortable before picking up his hot chocolate and taking a big drink, burning his throat in the process.

Beca giggled a little as he came in with the hot chocolate and she took hers happily. She smiled at his words and then nodded her head. "I like wearing your clothes, Lukie!" She said with a giggle. "They're warmer." And she just liked them. They were so warm and cozy on her. She slid closer to him as he sat down and she leaned against him, pressing her body to his.

You look nice in my clothes, Lucas thought to himself the same time he replied, "I know they're warmer, better. That's why they're mine and not yours." He smiled at Beca's giggles then gladly draped an arm around her shoulders and accepted her warmth. "What do you want to watch?" he asked as he turned the TV and Xbox on, opening up Netflix. "Scary, funny, action, anything but romance or Christmas.." he trailed off with a smirk as he looked at her.

Beca smiled as he cuddled into her and she slid even closer, throwing her legs over his lap happily. She wished she could just be with him right now. She wished he could be hers and he could love her. It would be so nice to be with him like that finally. "Aw - why no romance?" She teased. "Why not?!" She smiled. But scary was just as good. They could cuddle when she got scared.

Lucas shifted his arms over her legs. He knew Beca would want to watch a romance, she always did, the hopeless romantic within her. "Let's just watch something fun alright? I actually want to watch a movie, not fall asleep," Lucas teased back. He navigated to the scary movies, flipping through them all. "Which one?"

Beca smiled a little as he fought her from the romance movies and she sighed, holding herself close to him and laying her head on his shoulder. "Something really scary!" she said with a giggle, running her hands down his chest lightly. She smiled and giggled. Anything would be good as long as she could hold him like this.

Happy with getting his way, Lucas scrolled back through the movie list and selected one he hadn't watched in a while, Insidious. "Are you sure you can handle this Beca?" he asked teasingly. The movie really wasn't all that scary, more of a jumper, and he had seen it once before. He drank the last of his hot chocolate and set it back down on the coffee table before nuzzling himself back in his spot on the couch. Without waiting for Beca's response he pressed play.

Beca giggled as he played the movie before she was even answering whether it was okay or not. Of course it was. It was one she had never seen before but she didn't mind. She was sure that she would be okay, as long as she had him. "Of course I can handle it!" She teased. She had plans though and liked it... She wanted to be with him - that was all she wanted.

"Good, because it's about to start, so shush," he smiled and zoned in on the movie. Or at least tried. Lucas was the tiniest bit distracted with Beca touching him and constantly snuggling into him. He really didn't mind it though. He enjoyed times like this with her. Lucas smiled to himself as the jumpy parts approached, just waiting for Beca to scream or hide her face in his chest. He disregarded how funny it was that he looked forward to her holding on to him.

Beca smiled lightly. She enjoyed this. She pretended her feet were cold so she slid them against him lightly, rubbing her feet against his thigh where they were resting softly. When a jumpy part came, she jumped a little and squealed. She hid herself into him fakely, wrapping her arms around him tightly and sliding into his lap. "Oh my gosh - this is so scary!" She teased in a flirtatious voice.

The movie was merely background noise now. Lucas found himself too distracted by Beca's attempts at footsie with his thigh. Beca's dramatic outburst caused Lucas to laugh loudly, "Come on Beca, that part wasn't even scary!" He knew she really wasn't paying much attention to the movie, but neither was he. He smiled and held her anyway. He liked the way she fit perfectly in his arms, something he always knew but never paid much mind to. Much like the fact he had never paid much mind to how fun she was to be with, how comforting it was to have her holding on to him, or how he still couldn't stop imagining her in the lingerie she had under her clothes. His clothes.

Beca pretended to cower again and shook her head. "It was very scary!" She sighed, shivering and holding onto him tightly. She squirmed a little in his arms, bumping her hips into his accidentally. She was trying really hard - because she couldn't hold back anymore... Was it so bad that she wanted her older brother? It couldn't be... He loved her unconditionally anyways. It wasn't so bad. She buried her face into his neck, nuzzling up into him and running her hands through his softly. She sighed and held him close, turning her head back to try and pretend to watch the movie again.

Lucas tried harder than he felt he should have had to ignore Beca moving herself around on top of him. Her hips constantly hitting his was driving him insane. He felt chills up his neck when she breathed into it. Stop. It was so wrong. So wrong to think of his sister like this. He couldn't. Even though he wanted to. He wanted to so bad. He was more than thankful when she stopped and brought her attention back to the movie. Lucas let out the air he hadn't known he had been holding and closed his eyes. As he opened them he realized how dry his throat had become. "I'm thirsty," he said as he motioned Beca off of him.

Beca giggled to herself. She knew she was affecting him. She could feel it in him and she liked it! She wanted him to want her... She wanted him to quit fighting with himself and just take her - but she could take matters into her own hands if he wasn't going to do so. "Hurry back!" She said softly when he made her get off. She missed his touch already - not to mention she knew he was trying to relieve these feelings. She giggled. "What happens if there's a scary part while you're gone?!" She asked teasingly.