in which brandon and callie take advantage of their very empty house (prompted by shesthequeenofnewyork)
"What movie do you want to watch?" Brandon asked, his gaze flickering over the Foster's DVD collection.
"I don't mind." Callie said from where she was already digging into the popcorn she had made.
"That's really helpful, thanks Cal." Brandon rolled his eyes. "Comedy, horror, adventure..?"
"I don't care." Callie repeated with a grin.
"I'm just going to make you watch High School Musical if you don't pick something soon." Brandon said, waving the DVD case at her.
"You wouldn't put yourself though that."
Brandon sighed. "Yeah, I wouldn't. How about the Avengers?" He asked, grabbing another DVD off the shelf.
Callie nodded. "Sounds good. I haven't actually seen it yet."
"You haven't seen the Avengers?" Brandon looked at her in shock. "Callie Jacob, you can't be serious!"
"I'm serious." Callie said. "I've seen the Ironman films, but I haven't seen any of the other ones."
"That is it, we are giving you a Marvel education today." Brandon said, putting the DVD in the player and grabbing the control. "I can't believe you haven't seen the Avengers."
"Is it that good?"
"That good?!" Brandon spluttered. "Its one of the best films EVER." He said, flopping down on the couch next to her, kicking his shoes off.
"That's high praise." Callie said, leaning her head against his shoulder.
"That's because its an awesome movie." Brandon said, hitting play.
"So superheroes are really that great?"
"Don't tell me you don't like superheroes either."
Callie shrugged. "I don't watch a lot of films, I guess."
"Have you see The Shawshank Redemption?"
"No.."
"American Psycho? Donnie Darko? Anchorman? The Dark Knight?"
"No."
"Yeah, this needs to start being a regular thing because you need a serious movie education." Brandon said.
"You really love films." Callie laughed.
"I do." Brandon confirmed. "Now shut up and watch it, you're going to miss the beginning."
"Its not like I'm going to get whats going on anyway."
"Callie, ssh."
Callie rolled her eyes, but quietened, leaning into Brandon's comfortable embrace, trying to focus on the movie. She barely lasted twenty minutes however, before she got bored.
She wasn't sure if it was the film itself, or the fact Brandon was right next to her and the house was empty for once, but her ability to focus on the movie was practically non-existent.
Absentmindedly, Callie began to lightly trace patterns across Brandon's t-shirt clad abdomen, almost grinning in satisfaction when she felt Brandon try (and fail) to hold back a shiver.
Callie shifted her position slightly so she was able to press her lips to Brandon's neck, dropping barely there kisses along his jawline, and collarbone.
"You're missing the movie." Brandon said, his breathing uneven.
"Sorry." Callie said, moving away from his neck, smirking slightly. She liked the effect she had on him.
In an attempt to get comfortable, Callie swung her legs across Brandon's, wrapping an arm around his waist. As if on autopilot, Brandon reached out to wrap an arm around her legs, his attention still on the movie.
It didn't take long for Callie to get bored again, her gaze falling on Brandon instead. She watched him carefully, his whole attention on the unfolding scene on the TV, his breathing calm, and steady. He was gorgeous, Callie knew that much - his strong jawline, the soft dark hair her hands seemed to have a magnetic attachment to when they were alone, his strikingly blue eyes..
She did sometimes wonder why her. She'd be lying if she didn't admit that much. But there was something about her and Brandon's relationship that didn't allow for insecurity, something so right about the way they worked, the way they fit together that reassured Callie this wasn't such an awful idea.
"You're staring at me." Brandon said quietly.
"I know."
Brandon looked away from the TV, looking at her. "You okay?"
Callie nodded. "Yeah."
"Then watch the movie." Brandon said, kissing her lightly, Callie smiling against the soft touch of his lips.
"What if I have better things to do?" Callie murmured quietly, one hand gently stroking his cheek.
"And what better things would that be?"
"Not.. Sure.. Really.." Callie said, each word punctuated by a nip to his neck, Brandon struggling to maintain his composure.
"Mm.. Its a good movie t-though.." He tried to return his focus to the TV.
Oh, fuck it
Brandon pressed his lips to hers, feeling Callie smile against his lips as he finally responded. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth, grinning cheekily as Brandon let out a soft groan.
"Two can play at that game Cal." Brandon muttered, his attention turning to the sweet spot on her neck. He bit down gently, Callie's breathy moan the reaction he had been looking for. He kissed the spot he had bitten, gently sucking and licking at it until Callie got impatient, pulling him back to eye level.
"My lips were getting lonely."
Brandon laughed as he kissed her again, the kiss soft, but passionate, his vision clouded by all things Callie. "I love you." He said, breaking their kiss to look at her intently.
"I love you." Callie found herself saying.
"I love you." Brandon repeated, liking the way the words rolled off his tongue.
"I love you." Callie echoed, and mashed her lips to his again, one hand sneaking under the soft, thin material of his t-shirt.
Brandon kissed her back, his tongue brushing against her lips, the boy attempting to show her exactly how much he loved her through his actions. His right hand was resting against a sliver of exposed skin on Callie's lower back, the other wrapped around her thighs, pulling her even closer to him.
"You're beautiful."
Callie laughed. "You're random."
"How is that random?"
"It just is." Callie said, flicking him on the nose.
"You're weird." Brandon responded, smirking slightly as he poked his tongue out, and licked her nose.
"Brandon!" Callie laughed. "And I'm weird?"
"Oh, you're so weird." Brandon said. "You're crazy weird."
"So are you!"
"And that, is exactly why we work." Brandon said, planting another kiss on her lips.
"I thought we worked because `I'm an amazing kisser."
"Hey, I'm the amazing kisser in this relationship."
"Meh."
"Oh, you're asking for it now Cal." Brandon said.
Callie raised an eyebrow, as if to challenge him to do something. And, he did. Brandon's hand creeped up her sides, tickling her gently.
"N-no, Brandon-" Callie said, already laughing hysterically.
"No what Brandon?" Brandon grinned, easily flipping them so Callie was on her back, his fingers nimbly working their way up and down her sides as Callie squirmed.
"I h-hate you!" Callie said though her laughter.
"Nah, you don't."
"I do, I really d-do!" Callie said. "Oh, god Brandon stop I n-need to pee-" She started laughing even harder, Brandon's fingers under her armpits in her most ticklish spot.
"Whats are the magic words?"
"Pretty please?"
"Nope."
"Pretty pretty please?"
"Nope!"
"Brandon seriously, I am actually going to wet myself!"
Brandon's hands stilled. "OK - but, for future reference, the magic words are 'Brandon is the best.'"
Callie rolled her eyes, propping herself up on her elbows. "Are you?"
"Oh, yeah - most definitely." He grinned, leaning down to kiss her again. "I love you."
"I don't think I'll ever get used to hearing you say that." Callie admitted.
"I'll just keep saying it then." Brandon shrugged. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you-"
"You're an idiot."
"You love it though."
"Yeah." Callie said softly. "I do…"
"Whats wrong?"
"I just realised the movie is half over, and I have no idea whats going on."
Brandon looked at the still playing movie. "Forget the movie."
"But I thought it was an awesome movie?"
"It is, but this is more fun."
Callie couldn't help but shriek as Brandon dived on top of her, planting a sloppy kiss on her chin, completely missing her lips, laughing as he smiled brightly at her.
Yeah, Stef and Lena should get out of the house more often.