Run To You

Chapter 6

"Olaf!" Kirstie picks him up and swirls him in her arms. She toddles off into her bedroom, and I sit on the couch. I grab a soda from the fridge, and turn on the tv. Game of Thrones is on, and I relax into the couch. I sling my arm over the back, and sip on my soda. Olaf bounds out, wearing a dragon costume, and jumps onto my lap. I laugh, and scratch his ears. Kirstie comes out, wearing a dragon onesie. I laugh, and she curls up next to my side. I move my hand from the back of the couch to her waist, and pull her closer. I look down at my phone.
"BOOBS!" Kirstie yells, and I look up to a rather explicit scene. I laugh, and she covers my eyes with her hand.
"Why do you get to see it?" I joked.
"Because I have them," she retracted her hand.
"Our first date is today," I take her hand and lace it with mine.
"Oh?"
"Yes, so you'll need to get out for the day until six."
"Can I wear not nice clothes?" she nuzzled into my chest.
"Sure babe. It's, like, two in the afternoon. Do you want to do something?"
"No."
"When are we going to tell the boys?"
"When Scott gets back."
"When is that?" I rest my head on hers.
"Next week," she mumbles.
"I'm going to change into some comfy clothes." I stand up and walk into my bedroom. I change into some dragon pajama pants and my Yoshi t shirt. I throw my beanie onto the ground, and walk into the living room.
"Daddy's back!" Kirstie yells, and Olaf runs over. I laugh, and sit next to Kirstie. She kisses my cheek once, and goes back in to kiss me again. I turn my face, and my lips meet hers. She grabs my face in her hands. Her thumb rests on my cheekbone. I move my hand to her waist and move her closer to me. I run my tongue along her bottom lip, and she opens her mouth. Our tongues dance in the other's mouth. She runs her hands under my shirt, tracing my muscles with her delicate fingers. I move my hands further down, and she pulls away.
"Esther is coming over," she breathes.
"When?"
"In about ten minutes."
"Oh," I smirk, and latch my lips with her. She pulls away, and I grunt with frustration. She pulls her hands to my chest, and I latch my lips to her neck. She gasps, and I kiss closer to her ear. She moans quietly, and I suck gently. She grabs onto my shirt and twists the fabric in her fists.
"Avi," she sighs. "Esther, no hickey."
"Shoot!" I pull back. No mark yet. I sigh, and detach.
"She doesn't exactly want to see her brother and best friend sitting on a couch looking guilty and a hickey."
"Yeah," I look down. "Maybe you could hide it with your hair?" I smirk, and attach my lips behind her ear. She sucks in air between her teeth and arches her back so her stomach presses against me. I pull away, and I see a violet bruise is spread behind her ear. I take her hair and gently place it to cover the love bite. She walks into the kitchen, and Esther knocks on the door.
"Hey sister!" I kiss her cheek.
"Hey Avi!"
"Kirstie!" I yell.
"I need to go change!" she runs into her bedroom.
"So y'all are matching?" Esther smirks.
"Yeah?" I laugh.
"I know you like her. Dude, calm the love machine."
"Hey Kirst?" I yell. "Can I tell her?"
"Sure!" Kirstie yells in response.
"We're dating." I wince to wait for her response. Her expression is blank, but a giant smile spreads on her face and she squeals.
"Yaaaasss!" She smiles. Kirstie comes out, and I plant a giant kiss on her lips. She smiles under my mouth, and Esther coughs loudly.
"Let's goooo," Esther pulls Kirstie out, but my perfect girlfriend blows me a kiss.