Movie +mushyy fax fluff+

Fang suddenly opened his eyes to find the credits of the 10 pm movie scrolling down the TV screen. The appliance cast a dim glow to the dark room, highlighting the nearby objects and making their shadow extra-long.

He tried to get up, but he couldn’t. Something… pushed him down. He winced.

Crap.

Oh, golly.

Max was asleep on him.

He sighed heavily and looked down at her sleeping figure, his face softening instantly. She breathed deeply; regularly… her now overlong, wet, blond-streaked hair cascaded over her shoulders, a part of it rested on his chest. He could smell her shampoo; she’d showered right before the movie started. Her face was relaxed, as relaxed as it had ever been. He smiled.

Impulsively, he leaned down and slightly brushed his lips against her slightly open ones, savoring the sweet taste. His smile grew wider as he leaned back, but, just then, Max’s eyes fluttered open instantly, their faces not even two inches away.

To his dismay, Fang blushed. Max’s cheeks turned a pretty pink color. They froze like that, staring into each other’s eyes.

And then Max craned her neck a little so that her mouth landed on Fang’s. Her kiss, unlike his gentle one, made their lips move against each other with full force. He was surprised at the very beginning, but he returned the kiss, sliding his arms around her, softly caressing the sensitive spot between her wings. Max grabbed the remote with one hand, switching off the now annoying TV, and tangled her hands into his hair. Just curiously, she opened her beautiful brown eyes, and found Fang’s eyes closed, just before he moved his head sideways and kissed her more deeply, more passionately. Her eyes shut close as she enjoyed every second of their kiss, since by tomorrow they both wouldn’t mention it. Fang applied a slight pressure with his tongue on Max’s teeth, making them open, and sliding his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner of it, until he made sure he knew every corner of it as well as his own. She did the same with his, after he left hers.

And it didn’t feel that awkward kissing the person that was supposed to be your sibling.

Not at all.

Finally, although regretting it, they both broke apart. Max rested her head on Fang’s shoulder and smiled.

“I love you,” she whispered, her voice was barely heard.

“I love you too.” Fang played with loose strands of her hair. “More than you can even imagine.”

Max smiled and pressed her lips against his again.

It was a sweet, romantic kiss.

And they felt it.

They felt it all the way down to their toes and the tips of their wings… and back up.