Man up and kiss her back.

You’re left stunned for a few moments as you watch Vivian fidget nervously.

“I’m sorry…! I shouldn’t have…!” She begins to stand up from the couch. “I should just go...”

You immediately reach out and grab her wrist. Vivian looks to you surprised as you silently plead for her to stay. She slowly sits back down, but has troubles meeting your eyes. You cup her cheek with your hand and gently maker her turn to you before leaning in and kissing her.

Vivian flinches and tenses up, but soon relaxes into it.

You break the kiss to look at her. She looks even cuter when she’s flustered.

“I… uh…!” She stammers, but you put your finger in her lips and shus her.

“Don’t talk.” You say. She nods.

You wrap your arms around her waist and kiss her again, gently rubbing her back. She awkwardly hugs you back, but begins to get more comfortable as the kiss goes on.

And oh boy does it go on.

You don’t know how long you’re at it. You share tender kisses with Vivian for what seems like hours. After a while, you get a bit more daring with her and try to slip your tongue inside her mouth.

Vivian flinches and pulls back in surprise, but seems to regret it immediately.

“I’m sorry.” She says. “I’m fine. Can we… keep going?” She asks embarrassedly.

You just smile and lean in again. This time, she still flinches when you try to slide you tongue in, but she lets you in. She’s obviously and amateur at this, but you don’t mind at all.

Making out with Shelly is great and amazing in it’s own way, but this is different.

As you make out with Vivian, you rub her back, her waist, her hips, but avoid touching her in more intimate places. Vivian’s hands, on the contrary, stay mostly still on your back, as if she doesn’t know what to do with them. Still, she seems to be getting more and more comfortable kissing you.

Eventually, you break the kiss, and the two of you are gasping for air. Vivian is looking at you with a goofy, excited smile that you know you’re mirroring.

“That was my first kiss.” Vivia admits with a giggle.

You can’t really say the same, even if she’s the first girl other than your sister that you’ve kissed, so you ask.

“Did you like it?”

She nods. “I liked it a lot.” She says, but starts looking a bit nervous. “Can we… do it again?”

You chuckle. “We can do it whenever you want.”

“Whene… does that mean…?” She asks with wide eyes.

“Be my girlfriend?” You ask.

You don’t know how things work for other people. But even though this might seems incredibly cheesy and sappy, it feels right this way. No wondering where things are, what your relationship is, none of that unnecessary drama.

Vivian’s eyes shine as she smiles just as radiantly and answers.

“Yes!” She hugs you tightly

Vivian’s excitement and happiness almost distracts you from the fact that…

…you’ve got a girlfriend.

How on earth did this happen?

Your own excitement begins to surface as you return the hug. And, well, you hope Vivian doesn’t notice that her chest pressing against yours is making another part of you very excited.

“So… w-what happens n-now?” The nervous, embarrassed tone with which Vivian asks the question is so obvious even you can pick up on it. Or perhaps it’s the fact that you’re thinking the exact same thing.

Will you take things further than just kissing?

Honestly, you want to. You want to take Vivian to your room and do it right now.

“It’s up to you.” You tell her. “I’m ok with whatever you want. We don’t have to rush things.”

But, unlike you, who’s had (incestuous) sexual encounters before, she probably has no experience. She’s probably nervous and hesitant about it. She probably wants to take things slow and…