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Lucas didn't hesitate to dive in either. He grabbed the mixing spoon from Beca and took a big bite, straight from the pot. "Delicious," he mumbled with his mouth full of cheese. He swallowed it whole, barely chewing any of it. He smiled at Beca and opened the drawer beside him, fishing out another normal sized spoon for Beca. "Here," he offered her with another smile. With his other hand he had scooped up another spoonful and shoved it in his mouth, mumbling yumm's as he did so.

Beca giggled a little as he took the mixing spoon from her and she shook her head, in fake disapproval. She giggled at him and smiled lightly taking a spoon and scooping the macaroni and cheese into a normal bowl and shook her head. She kissed his cheek lightly. "And you call me the baby!" She teased. "You're the one who has reverted to your childhood eating habits!" She smiled at him.

He smiled at Beca, "sorry I appreciate great food!" Lucas knew he was acting ridiculously over-dramatic but he didn't care. The macaroni really did taste amazing, although part of that could have been just because he was extremely hungry. He stayed standing in front of the stove and continued to eat his share from the pot.

Beca smiled a little at him and shook her head. She reached up and kissed his cheek lightly, grabbing his hand and lacing their hands together. She liked being near him and she just smiled lightly, giggling at him. It did taste really good and she ate slowly, watching him more than eating.

Lucas smiled again at Beca, something he really couldn't stop doing whenever he looked at her. She was so precious and her smile was contagious. Lucas finished off the last of the pot before Beca had a chance to get seconds. He toss the spoon in the sink and turned to face Beca. "You're a really slow eater," he said as he swung his hand that was holding Beca's.

Beca giggled a little as they looked at each other. She smiled lightly and then shook her head at him. "No - I'm a normal eater - you're just a really quick eater when you're hungry," she teased. She finished a bigger bite and then smiled at him lightly. "There - I'm done, happily?" She teased.

"I am very happy," Lucas grinned. He took the bowl from her and tossed it in the sink next to the hot chocolate glasses, flinching slightly at the clatter from tossing it a little too hard. His smiled stayed plastered on his face as he pulled on Beca's hand, signaling her to follow him back to the living room. "What now?" He asked as he walked backwards, pulling her along.

Beca smiled at him and giggled, nodding her head. "Of course," she said teasingly, giggling as he pulled away for a moment - but his hand went right back in hers and she felt the way that they were seemingly clinging to one another. "I don't know it's getting kinda late," she said, which she was happy for. "I think we have find for a game, hmm?" She asked. "And then we can go to bed."

Walking backwards was like asking to break a leg. Lucas tripped over something, probably his own feet, and laughed at himself as he pulled Beca forward in the process. Then he frowned and faked a pout. He wasn't tired at all yet and he wasn't the slightest ready to go to bed. Lucas couldn't hold the face very long before breaking into a smile. "What kind of game did you have in mind?"

Beca smiled a little as he tripped and they were pulled down together. She shook her head and smiled at him, smiling at how she had been smashed against his chest - and how she loved this impact of being so close. "Any game. A board game perhaps? Or maybe cards?" Anything. Spin the Bottle. Strip poker. Anything that would get her undressed and his hands all over her. She couldn't believe how much she lusted for it - like crazy.

Lucas smiled up at Beca, her hair draped down on either side of their faces, acting as a curtain that separated them from the rest of the world. The weight of her on his chest was barely noticeable, but Lucas could feel every inch of her that touched him. It was different, this feeling Lucas had. Earlier, it had been lust for Beca. He wanted her body and all that came with it. But in this moment, Lucas just looked at her, memorizing all the features of her flawless face that he had overlooked every day for umpteen years. "Okay," he said although he made no attempt at moving.

Beca smiled a little as she rested on his chest. She leaned into him and kissed his cheek softly, kissing just to the side of his mouth - just the very tip almost. How badly she wanted his kiss - but she didn't want to rush him. She didn't want to make him upset by her actions. She blushed a little and pushed her hips down into his, pretending it was just an error of grinding into him. Her hands slid down his chest a little and then she giggled. "What are we doing, Lukie?" She asked in a soft, flirtatious voice.

While most brothers would be repulsed by their sister giving them kisses, Lucas loved it. They were always so sweet, and warm, and her lips were always soft on his cheek. His mouth twitched at her kiss so close to his lips and the lust feeling he thought he'd lost came rushing back as Beca's hips hit his. Such a simple movement triggering his hormones. Her hands down his chest caught his breath in his throat. "Beca-" he started to say before swallowing the lump of air in his throat, letting his eyes trailed from hers down to her lips and back up. Lucas wasn't afraid to kiss her. It was what would happen after that would cause problems. Lucas didn't know if he would be able to stop himself if he did; he didn't know how far he would go. She was leading him on and he knew it. He could feel it. But it was so wrong.

Beca smiled a little and bit her lip. Here it was - she could see it! His breaking point. She could see that she was affecting him somehow that she had never before and she loved the thought of it. How amazing it would finally be to say that she had fallen in love with her brother. She smiled a little and then blushed. "What's wrong, Lukie?" She asked softly, leaning down into him lightly and leaning against his chest. She nuzzled up into him, making herself comfortable on top of him, straddling him lightly.

"This is so wrong," Lucas finally spoke, sounding like a whine, and mostly directed towards himself. He could feel his blood rushing and his head telling him no but his body reacted quicker, stronger. Lucas grabbed Beca's face with one swift motion of his hand and brought her to meet his own, crashing their lips together. He kissed her with lust as his free hand stayed firmly on her hip, keeping her from grinding into him.

Beca thought that she had messed up. Maybe she had gone to fast. Maybe she shouldn't have pushed herself at him. But then he pulled her lips to his and she gasped, holding him closely to her. She kissed him back just as deeply - and her first instinct was to grind her hips against his, but he was holding her from doing that. She smiled and ran a hand over his cheek, kissing him so deeply.

He smiled into the kiss, loving every second that she kissed him back. Her fingers were warm and soft on his face. His body ached as he tried his best to keep it only as a kiss, fighting the urge to simply take her then and there. Lucas hated himself for feeling this way, but he still didn't stop. Everything about her was wonderful. Was it really so bad that he wanted his sister? Yeah, kind of. But how wrong could it be if it was what they both wanted? Lucas continued to kiss Beca, she tasted sweet and he craved it all.

Beca sighed a little into the kiss - feeling breathless and as if she could kiss him forever all at once. It was amazing to taste his lips finally - to feel his lips hungrily, greedily pulling at hers as they were. Nothing in her felt that it was wrong - maybe it was the child-like attitude of her immaturity in love, but she didn't think it was wrong. Not if they both craved each other like this. Love was love - whatever it was like this. She kept herself firmly against him, holding him close and kissing him as passionately as she could - with everything she had been saving up.

Lucas got chills as Beca sighed into the kiss. No matter how Lucas felt about the situation, when it came down to it, this was definitely worth it. Who would have thought his best kiss would have come from Beca? Lucas figured she would be the last one to make him feel this way, yet here they were with no intent of stopping any time soon. He let up on his grip of her hips as his hands slid up her sides, feeling her figure with hot hands.

Beca moaned a little into his mouth. Loving the feeling of his hands - the feeling of his entire body against his. She wanted this so badly - so badly it hurt. He was the only boy that she wanted - ever, as long as he wanted her back. When his hands released her hips, she fell a little and her hips collided with his where she was straddling him. Instinctively she began to move against him.