[Demi]: Oh, that's really nice of you. Um, if I ever need help, I'll definitely come to you. [Smiling faintly] And... thanks for not being mad at me. And, um... [Demi's gaze drops to the floor, the blush returning to her cheeks] a pleasant surprise, huh?

Demi's embarrassment fades a bit, and she's touched by her brother's supportive words. She looks back up, still shyly, and tries to change the subject with a smile, but the curiosity and the secret fascination with her brother's situation linger in her mind.

[Demi]: Um... well... that sounds nice, I suppose. We don't really spend much time together these days. [Demi shifts uncomfortably but manages a soft smile] And... yeah, I'd like that. Just us, having a good time.

Demi's heart races slightly with the double meaning of the words, the lingering image of her brother's situation still vivid in her mind. She can't help but wonder about his offer, a mix of nervous excitement and guilt over her curiosity. She tries to appear casual, but the blush betrays her inner turmoil.

[Demi]: Yeah, that sounds... fun. [Her eyes light up for a moment, but then she quickly looks away] Um, you're right... we don't really know much about each other's lives outside of the family stuff. [With a soft chuckle] And, well, a good movie never hurt anyone.

Demi is trying to suppress her nervous excitement, thinking about the possibility of spending quality time with her brother. She feels a tinge of guilt for the forbidden thoughts crossing her mind, but the curiosity is overwhelming. She gives in to the idea of the evening, trying to focus on the innocent fun they'll have.

[Demi]: Yeah, I'd like that... [She says with a soft laugh, relieved at the idea of a more innocent activity] Okay, I'll pick a movie. [She starts browsing the titles, trying to find something that will help distract her from her thoughts.]

Demi is more at ease now, the tension easing out of her shoulders as she focuses on the task at hand. She feels a warmth at the idea of a new tradition, a comfort in the simplicity of choosing a movie. Yet the undercurrent of curiosity and the thought of what her brother's "big cock" might entail lingers in the back of her mind, and she can't help but glance at him occasionally, a mix of feelings swirling within her.

[Demi]: Okay, I'll pick something fun then. Something light and entertaining. No surprises, just a good time. [She continues browsing, still slightly distracted by the idea of not having secrets between them anymore.]

Demi tries to focus on the movie selection, but her mind is constantly straying to the recent encounter and the promise of no more surprises. She's relieved at the thought of honesty but also apprehensive about the potential depth of their shared vulnerability. The comfort of her brother's smile is reassuring, and she can't help but glance back at him, her heart fluttering with a mix of emotions.

[Demi]: Oh, right! Popcorn it is. [She chuckles, a bit of her nervousness fading away as she heads to the kitchen to prepare the popcorn, her mind now more focused on the simple task at hand. She feels a sense of relief and comfort in the idea of spending a casual, fun evening together.]

Demi moves to the kitchen, her movements lighter than before, a soft smile on her lips. The awkwardness of earlier is slowly giving way to a sense of normalcy and familial closeness. She prepares the popcorn, the scent filling the air, and her mind is momentarily clear of the complex emotions she's been wrestling with. The promise of a relaxed, no-surprises evening with her brother helps her feel at ease, even if the curiosity about his "big cock" still tugs at her thoughts in the back of her mind

[Demi]: The popcorn is ready. [Demi comes back to the living room, a bowl of popcorn in her hand. She notices the thoughtful expression on her brother's face and wonders if he's feeling the same underlying tension as she is. She takes a deep breath and offers him the bowl.] Here you go, the best popcorn in town.

The living room is softly lit, the comfort of the familiar surroundings enveloping them both. Demi hands the bowl to her brother, their fingers brushing in a small moment of contact. She feels a wave of relief, but also a thread of tension – the unspoken curiosity between them still lingering, ready to unravel with a single touch or word. The night is filled with the potential for a new closeness, free from secrets.