Structure changes for this, should help. Bio changed to establish why I've been slow. Check that if curious.
"You're late!"
Lola stood there tapping her foot. She wore a light pink hoodie and jeans that cut at about mid calf. Taking after Japanese fashion, she chose to cover her face today with a pink surgical mask with cats whiskers drawn on. As Lincoln ran up, out of breath, he could still make out a grown beneath the coverage.
"Sorry, sorry." Doubling over for a sec, he pushed on his lower back till he was upright. "I had to park near the East entrance."
The petite girl smacked her forehead, that was on the entirely opposite side of the mall. "Fine, let's buy the tickets." Turning about face, the teen began speed walking to the ticket booth.
"What? Why didn't you buy them before I got here?" Lincoln still tired from his run let the girl lead a few yards ahead.
"Because we get a discount as a couple." She allowed the man to catch up and locked arms with him. Together they began walking to the only ticket seller.
Lincoln whispered to her, "I thought we weren't going to use that."
"Hush, Lincoln." The girl scolded him. "It's six bucks off and a free small popcorn. We are taking the deal." Reaching their destination, Lola went from annoyed sister to chipper girlfriend in a heartbeat.
"Hi~, two for the 3:45 'In the Stars' please." She snuggled into her lovers arms to show off. The teen behind the counter seemed uninterested. "Couples deal." She made sure to state before skidding over a twenty dollar bill.
With as minimal amount of acknowledgement as one could give, the vendor took the money and returned the change with their tickets plus coupon. With a hidden smile, Lola took the items and stuffed them into her large hoodie pocket. Once ready, Lincoln allowed the small girl to drag him away.
"See," Lola stated once out of earshot. "No problem."
"Yeah, but what if we ran into someone we knew." He tried to argue.
"Then we tell them we were pretending for the deal." Her counter was obviously thought through.
"I still don't like saying it out in the open."
"Ugh, Lincoln. It's fine." Lola rolled her eyes.
They paused their conversation as they handed over their tickets to another worker. The person tore them before pointing to where they could find their theater. A good note to take but they were heading to the concessions first. Thanking the worker, they proceeded forward all of fifteen yards to stare at a menu.
"Just keep on the down low. Okay, Lola?" Lincoln whispered to his still attached sister.
"Fine… want to share a large drink?"
"Good. And sure."
"Get something with caffeine." She stated still looking at the menu, counting calories.
"Sure, why?" Lincoln thought about getting an extra pretzel.
"Because you seem tired." The teens statement startled the man.
"... How'd you know?"
"You're scoldings half-hearted and drowsy." Lola nonchalantly said. "What's wrong, you not get enough sleep?"
Memories of his dream of his vulnerable sister passed through his thoughts. He suddenly became aware of two small mounds she was pressing into his arm. "Something like that. Let's not talk about." The white haired man pulled free, taking a moment to grab the coupon. "I'll get cola. Do you want anything else?"
"No, I'm okay."
"Alright," he began turning around. "I'm going to get a pretzel."
"Ooo, split it please." The ex pageant goer cooed.
Lincoln stopped in his tracks. He looked over his shoulder to see his girl acting sheepish. "I'll just get two."
"No, I don't want that much." Lola told him. "Just give me a corner."
"What?" Lincoln said in disbelief. "No way, I want a full one."
"Fine." The blonde teen raised her hands defensively. "I'll stick to popcorn."
"No, you want a pretzel right?" He continued with a voice of insinuation. "I'll just get an extra."
"No, I'm not going to eat most of it."
"For heaven's sake!" Lincoln slapped his forehead. "Just let me buy my girlfriend a pretzel!"
Lola smirked under her mask. "As long as you say it, not me."
"Good." He said sternly.
"Great!" She said happily.
Later, with his wallet out, paying. Lincoln stopped mid transaction as he went over the entire conversation in his head. He glared over his shoulder his shoulder to see Lola twiddling her thumbs while whistling.
"I can't believe you did that to me." The disgruntled boyfriend said while they took their seats. The theater was mostly empty except for two elderly couples scattered in the front few rows.
"I didn't do anything." Lola mocked. "I just wanted a part of your pretzel." Looking at the screen as she slid into a row. It was already in the last previews, the movie would start soon.
"Forget it," he told her while passing a pretzel. They sat three rows from the back, square with the projector. "It was my bad anyways."
"I don't think it was that bad." She shyly whispered to herself.
"What?"
"Nothing."
In the darkness, he rolled his eyes. "Whatever, did you bring tissues?"
"No, why?"
"Because you always cry at these kind of movies."
"... no, I forgot."
"It's fine, I brought some." The white haired man reached into his pocket and tossed her a small pad of tissues.
"You know me so well, Linky!" Lola took the moment to lean in and snuggle her cheek against his shoulder like an affectionate kitten. She might have purred as well if Lincoln hadn't started leaning away from her. Unfortunate for him, it did not deter the mischievous feline. Lola followed him, slowly they went from up straight to forty five then all the way to nearly laying down.
"Quit it, Lola!"
"Nope!"
The sound of another woman giggling caught their attention.
Still being pushed over, the Loud siblings looked up to see that another middle aged couple had entered the theater. Walking up the stairs, they may have intended to go to the back. But after seeing the young couple, the wife pulled her husband back down a few steps.
With red cheeks, Lincoln and Lola sat back up. The white haired man coughed to himself while the girl brushed her hair with her fingers. Due to the embarrassment, the blonde girl did not rest her head back on her boyfriend until midway through the first act.
Still on edge, he jolted awake. He wasn't sleeping but, with his lack of sleep, he was halfway there. The caffeine did manage to keep his lids from fully closing but a healthy dose of Lola really woke him. The scent of light perfume permeated the air. While make up would irritate her skin, she still enjoyed applying things to her clothes and such. The main issue the man faced was she did not go for smelling like teen spirit, instead she wore the scent of a woman.
His heart picked up the pace. Reaching for their drink, he took a sip, only for Lola to do the same right after. Her warmth radiating into him from her nestling to find a comfortable position. All the small things that he'd be excited for, with another girl, scared him with Lola.
Because they also excited him.
"Well that was a good movie." Lola stated before giving a mighty stretch towards the heaven's.
It had been approximately two hours of sitting, minus one bathroom break, and the credits rolled. As predicted, the movie had been average for Lincoln and Lola did cry during the climax. He did his best to comfort the girl on the way home and they now found themselves alone in his room. Lola threw herself onto his bed and rolled until she laid on her stomach.
"Thanks for going with me." The girl told her boy.
"Yeah, no problem." Lincoln sat at the foot of his bed doing his best to ignore the slender woman laying vulnerably next to him. The white haired man suddenly heard sniffing sounds. Looking back, he saw Lola sniffing his pillow.
"Hmm."
"What?" He asked.
"For a boy, I thought your room smell a bit stanky." The girl in pink shrugged and tossed the pillow back. Inadvertently sticking her ass towards her boyfriend, she scooted back to sit next to him.
His eyes darted to a wall. "Lola, I take a shower everyday."
"I know," she shuffled her feet a bit. "But I've heard that boys' rooms tend to smell if they…" Her pause caused her brother to raise an eyebrow. "Because they… Well… you know."
"... Oh!" Lincoln began scratching his neck. "Well, I mean… erm… yeah it can."
"Um, so… why doesn't yours?"
"Well… I-"
"I mean we haven't been doing it." Lola stared looking off to the side. "So if I'm not handling it, you probably are." Lincoln's eyes widened in horror. "Look, I'm just a few doors away. If you ever wanted me to." He watched as his younger sister's hand began jerking the air towards her mouth. "I will."
She either ignored or was oblivious to Lincoln's silent horror.
"I'm your girlfriend after all."
"L-lola," his rebuttal was cut off by the blonde teen.
"Even now if you wanted." She said matter of factly. "We're the only ones home."
Lincoln's Adams apple bobbed as he gulped.
"We could even," her embarrassment final exceeded the determination she had built up for today. "Go, um… all the way if you wanted." The petite teen's shaky hand slid across his thigh towards his crotch. Her slender fingers traced on his bulge, her happiness soaring after she felt what was presumably his erection.
This happiness was short lived.
Lincoln's hand grabbed her wrist and lifted it away. Scared, she looked over to the boyfriend. His mouth opened and closed struggling to speak. The girl wouldn't let him.
She had to abort her plan.
"Haha!" Lola released a nervous laugh. "Yeah, duh Lola! It's way too early to be doing that stuff!" She tried to stand and leave but the grip on her wrist did not let go. "Haha, it's cool Linky! I'll just leave and…" Small tears began leaving her eyes. "I-i'm sorry. Please don't break up with me."
Not looking back, she justified herself.
"It was just that, other than kissing, we haven't done those things other couples do." Her hand tried to pull away. Lincoln's loose grip tightened enough for her to not. "I've asked a lot of you. It's okay. We don't have to do that. Please just keep being my boyfriend."
There was a tug on her wrist.
"Lola..." Lincoln's stomach churned as he didn't bite this in the bud once again. "Just wait, okay?"
Lincoln's voice sounded strange to her but she was happy all the same. Lola's hair shook as she nodded not looking back. From what she could tell from his grasp, her brother rose from where he sat and approached her from behind. His hands moved to her shoulders and spun her around. Her blue eyes squeezed shut for the worst, but she only felt him lower her mask.
Lincoln's lips pressed against hers and his hands began slowly going down her body. Joy filled the blonde girl's heart and her breasts pressed into him. Lola's hands reached back and clutched the shirt of the man she loved. Excitement rose as she felt his hands finally reach low and firmly hold onto her butt. He was touching her. Lincoln was touching her!
Letting go of the kiss, she was all smiles as she looked her brother in the eyes.
"I love you, Lincoln."
"..."
Instead of responding, Lincoln went in for another lustful kiss. His hands still exploring her body as their make out session continued.
Evading a major situation, Lola left giddy skipping back to her room just in time to avoid Lana's return. Finally alone, Lincoln laid back with his hands covering his eyes in worry. A cold shower was not going to be enough this time.