My favorite set up for Pinescest is awkward sibling make out practice. And as they get older it just escalates from there. Like Mabel plans on doing oral w/ her boyfriend, and is nervous about being bad at it- so she practices w/ Dipper. In the end they wind up living together for college and having casual sex with one another because??? It’s just, a thing at that point. It eventually evolves to where they admit they have legit feelings for each other when they realize that they don’t even care for their actual ‘romantic’ partners like they do for each other.
Dipper is her brother who is kissing her and her back is pressed into his wall and his soft yet firm arms are inching up her dress. She thinks her skin is on fire, so she lets out a hum that she knows encourages him because his tongue is suddenly moving against her lips.
Yeah. She’s screwed.
She wonders if it’s too late to back out. To run away back to her room where she can feel guilty by herself. She could make up some excuse.
‘I just remembered that I have some history homework I need to get done.’ He wouldn’t buy that only because he’s the one who helps her do her homework.
Instead of doing that, she grants him entrance and his tongue immediately wrestles her own for dominance. His hands aren’t fiddling around with her dress anymore, but are now gripping tightly at her waist. It causes her to pull harder at his flannel jacket until she feels his heartbeat pressed into her chest.
Maybe this isn’t so bad. They are all alone. They’re mom and dad not expected to be back until the early hours of the morning and it’s only 10 pm. She knows because as soon as she walked into his room, the flashing numbers on his clock said 9:30. Had they really been doing this for half an hour?
“Dipper,” his name just slips out of her mouth before she can stop it, “What are we doing?”
That’s when the kissing stops and now he’s looking at her as if what she said was the most confusing thing in the world.
“Um… I-I think we’re kissing. Right?”
“Of course I know we’re kissing, but why?”
And of course he gets uncomfortable with that question. His hands aren’t gripping her waist, but are now pulling at his collar. He shifts his eyes down to his feet and now there’s at least a foot of room between them.
“If it’s not obvious, then I’m sorry. It thought I could escape this conversation.”
It should be pretty obvious why he’s kissing her and she definitely knows the answer. Thinking about it is strange, talking about it is worse. Which is odd since she basically just made out with him.
So, why I’d she trying to get him to say it?
“Go on,” there’s no backing out now.
“I-I” he’s so nervous. She can tell by the way he shuffles his feet, the way he stares at the floor as if it’s more interesting than her, “I guess I like you.”
“You guess?” She almost laughs, but then Dipper’s grabbing her hand and kisses her again. This kiss is less exciting, it’s more romantic.
“I do like you.”
She smiles, “Yeah, I know,” and she initiates this kiss.
It’s almost 12 am and I wanted to write something cute. I think this would be an adorable comic. Someone hop on that. 😀
For a moment, Mabel Pines isn’t his sister.
She’s just a girl sitting on the living room couch next to him with one leg propped up on his lap and other dangling over the cushion. She hums out the lyrics of every song that plays on her phone’s playlist and every now and then she points at him indicating that it’s his turn to sing with her, which he rejects doing by shaking his head. She just shrugs and returns to reading the teen magazine in her hands.
He gives off a grin that she can’t see because she isn’t paying attention to him at that moment, so he bends forward and leaves a gentle kiss against her cheek. She lets out a giggle that honestly sends his heart racing. She doesn’t know what she’s doing to him, but he doesn’t think it matters when she pulls him back to her to kiss the edge of his lips.
“Are we being affectionate tonight, Dipper?” Her voice is sultry and playful and he’s sure he hears a tone of mockery in there, but he couldn’t care less. He presses the palm of his hand into her cheek and she gives him a sigh that makes him melt.
non-suspicious 