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Grow, Adapt, Overcome.	By : DebbieCync Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 53045 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Lincoln stepped into his room and closed the door behind himself before turning quickly towards the bed, making his cape swirl dramatically.

The tight paper-like pants he was wearing didn’t survive his first glimpse of his little sister as his muscles tensed and his erection tore through them.

Lucy’s pale white skin glowed in the moonlight streaming through the bedroom window, her deep blue eyes focused solely on him, the delicate red and green of roses climbing up her legs guiding his gaze to the lightly furred lips of her sex, so moist and inviting.

Lincoln was stunned speechless for a moment, forgetting even to breathe before remembering his persona. “Lady Lucy, do you really think that accursed cross is going to save you from my embrace?”

“A foul demons such as you can never touch a pure maiden protected by faith,” Lucy said breathlessly, her heart pounding in her ears.

Lincoln purred. “A pure maiden?” He smirked evilly. “I know what dark desires lurk in the deepest recesses of the human heart, my dear, and they are hardly pure.” He stalked forward slowly to draw out the moment as there were only half a dozen steps from the door to his bed in his tiny little room.

“I am armored by my faith, you shall never have me!” she declared, unable to stop her eyes from wandering up and down his body as she unconsciously licked her lips.

Lincoln unclasped his cape and cast it to the side before grabbing the front of his poofy shirt and ripping it open, buttons clattering against the floor. “My Dearest Lucy, I shall slake my dark lusts upon your body and no force on this world shall stop me!”

Lucy’s heart pounded as he leaned over her, his lips pulling back in a snarl as he winced away from the cross she was wearing. For a moment she could almost believe he was a vampire. “M-my faith is true!” she stuttered out.

Lincoln carelessly tossed aside the remains of his shirt. “Pure? You who have spied on me with my brides, night after night?”

“It was only once and by complete accident!” Lucy exclaimed.

“But still you watched,” Lincoln purred. “Watched until your knees began to tremble and you had to retreat to your room, dripping with desire, and picturing in was you in my arms.”

Lucy rubbed her legs together.

“Tonight I shall despoil you, I shall plunder your depths and paint your womb white with my seed,” Lincoln promised, slowly slipping a finger under the string that held and the cross and snapping it as he flung it across the room.

“Oh no!” Lucy clutched her hands to her breasts.

“Oh yes, Lady Lucy,” Lincoln leered at her, “Tonight, you shall feel the embrace of Nosferatu!” He pressed himself against her forcing her legs apart as he kissed her passionately.

Lucy pretended to resist so he pinned her arms above her head as he ground himself against her.

“You fiend!” she whispered breathlessly, unable to stop herself from smiling.

“You have no idea how right you are, but you’ll learn, oh yes, you’ll learn,” he promised, nipping at her collar bone before kissing the hollow of her throat and working his way down to her breasts.

The house groaned and Lucy moaned softly, biting her lip as Lincoln played with her nipple with his teeth and tongue.

Lincoln moved back up to kiss her once more. “Not so resistant now, are you my darling,” he teased, “and you’ll be even less resistant in a moment, before I claim you completely!”

“Yes!” Lucy hissed, her voice echoing from the grate, reminding them they couldn’t be too loud or they’d get caught.

Lincoln slid down the bed until he was hovering over Lucy’s womanhood, thinking it looked like the most succulent peach he’d ever seen in his life.

Lucy’s toes curled as she felt Lincoln’s breath over her clit and when his tongue slipped inside her it was like fireworks went off inside her brain. She found her hands gripping Lincoln’s hair tightly as she urged him on. Any worried she had about being too aggressive were destroyed by her white haired brother’s enthusiastic response as he all but devoured her, taking great delight in tonguing her depths.

Lincoln had been a touch nervous when he had been about to start, not wanting to disappoint her, but all the hesitation had vanished the moment he’d tasted her. He’d always said Lucy was a sweet girl, but now he had to add tangy as well and he couldn’t get enough!

Lucy smashed a pillow over her face to contain her moans, even while her thighs attempted to squish Lincoln’s head as she came. Her legs fell limply to the sides and she whimpered slightly as Lincoln showed no signs of stopping any time soon. She had to reach down and pull his head away to get him to stop.

Lincoln reluctantly moved back up his panting sister’s body to give her a gentle kiss on the lips. “Too much?” he guessed.

“It got a bit sensitive after I came,” Lucy said. “Give me a couple of days to come up with the words to tell you how wonderful that was.”

“Ditto for how you taste,” Lincoln said, licking his lips.

Lucy blushed and Lincoln pulled her on top of him and wrapped his arms around her.

“I don’t think I tell you how much I love you nearly enough,” Lincoln said as he stroked her back.

“Like when you stop whatever you’re doing to help me come up with a rhyme? Or maybe when Lynn and me are getting on each other’s nerves and you stop us from doing something we would regret?” Lucy said.

“Huh?” Lincoln asked surprised.

“Telling someone you love them is not always about words, in fact it means more when it’s not. Anyone can say they love you in words and not mean it, but actions show the truth.”

“Like when I’m hurt or have a problem and you all try to help me,” Lincoln realized.

“And often make things worse,” Lucy admitted. “Mainly because we get in each other’s way or try to do too much.”

“I’ve never doubted you guys love me,” Lincoln said, “I just hadn’t heard it put into words before. Even when it all goes wrong I never doubted for an instant why you guys were doing all that.”

“You get to show us you love us all the time,” Lucy replied, “while you rarely need help so we leap on the chance like a werewolf on a fat one legged villager who has spilled barbecue sauce on himself.”

Lincoln squeezed her tightly, burying his nose in her hair and reveling in her scent. “Did I ever tell you I have a thing for smart girls?”

“Well, I already knew you had a thing for sporty ones,” Lucy said, “and I’d hoped you liked spooky ones.”

“Well one of my favorite shows is about Ghosthunters and I do happen to like at least two spooky girls.”

“Two?” Lucy asked, surprised.

“Haiku is a nice girl,” Lincoln replied.

“Yes, but I didn’t know you liked her,” Lucy explained. “I mean, you slipped out of your date with her and set her up with Clyde.”

“I wanted to duck out of the dance unlike everyone else and Clyde is my bro. I figured he needed the sensitive type who would understand and listen, thus Haiku.”

“So you don’t like… like her?” Lucy asked.

Lincoln kissed Lucy’s nose. “No, I don’t love Haiku, I simply like her and think she is a cool person, unlike you, who I love. If I wanted to date Haiku I would have asked her out at some point over the last two years I’ve known her.”

“Good, because I’m feeling a little possessive right now,” Lucy admitted. “I don’t feel like sharing you with anyone outside the family.”

“I don’t think I wanna share you girls with anyone outside the family either,” Lincoln said. “While our parents are gone I think we should concentrate on family bonding.” He gave her ass a squeeze and ground against her.

Lucy ground against him. “Are you sure it’ll fit? The biggest thing I’ve had in there was your fingers and you are… a good bit bigger than that.”

“You’re on top, just take as much as you’re comfortable with,” Lincoln suggested.

“Ok, here goes,” Lucy said, getting up so she was kneeling over him.

Lincoln looked into her eyes as she reached down and grabbed a hold of him, lining everything up by feel before lowering herself, her eyes widening almost comically.

“Oh, oh wow!” she exclaimed breathlessly.

“Y-yeah,” Lincoln stuttered out, feeling her grip him tightly, much hotter and wetter than he’d expected.

Lucy leaned forward until they were nose to nose, looking deep into his eyes as she sank the remaining few inches, her eyes losing focus as she collapsed on his chest. “You feel even bigger than you look.”

Lincoln flexed himself inside her and Lucy squeaked. “It’s alive!”

Lincoln snickered, the sound echoing from the vent.

“Ignore that,” Lucy said with a blush as she pushed herself back up with her arms. “I like feeling you inside me,” she said, like she was admitting a guilty secret.

“Yeah,” Lincoln agreed, “being inside you, physically connected.”

“Intimately connected, deeper than anything has ever been before,” Lucy added, beginning to move her hips.

Lincoln sat up, careful not to dislodge her or interrupt her developing rhythm, before he kissed the hollow of her throat.

Lucy’s moan, despite her attempts to keep it down, echoed slightly. “Kiss me, touch me, love me!” she demanded as she rode him, lost in the sensations.

“As my lady commands,” Lincoln said with a happy smile. He nipped at her shoulder, leaving a series of red marks on the skin as he caressed her breasts, just enjoying the feel of them in his hands.

Lucy shuddered and sped up, he could feel her tightening around him before she collapsed against him, wrapping her arms tightly around him.

“Already?” he asked, surprised.

“Yeah, sorry,” Lucy apologized.

Lincoln picked her chin up and kissed her gently on the lips. “Never apologize for being you, I love the fact that you’re sensitive even when it carries over to making love.”

Lucy grabbed his ears and kissed him hard, knocking them both flat on the bed with a loud thump. When she pulled away to catch her breath, she said, “You are going to completely spoil me for anyone else.”

“Dad once told me it was my job to spoil my sisters when I could,” he teased.

“Well, we do have to follow our parent’s rules when we live under their roof,” Lucy said with a grin. “But still, I can feel you are still as hard as a tombstone inside me and I know it’s probably frustrating to have a little sister who cums so easily. Did you just get harder?”

“I watch a lot of anime,” he admitted sheepishly.

“So the fact that I’m your sister is a turn on?” she asked curiously, using her muscles to squeeze him for a moment before relaxing.

“Not as big a one as the fact that you’re Lucy, but yes,” he admitted.

“I find the forbidden love aspect a turn on,” Lucy assured him, “but the biggest one is that you are Lincoln.”

“Forbidden love?” Lincoln pretended confusion. “I think you’ll find all big brothers love their little sisters.” He rolled over so she was underneath him. “What could be more normal than that?” He pulled back and thrust himself inside her.

“Yes,” Lucy hissed out while trying to keep control this time, “but so-society at l-large focuses on certain expressions of l-love.”

“Well, Lynn assured me this was perfectly normal,” Lincoln said, finding his rhythm, “and if I can’t trust my big sister, who can I trust?”

“S-sound reasoning,” Lucy stuttered out trying and failing to hold off another orgasm. “Oh, God!”

Lincoln forced himself to slow down as he felt Lucy shudder beneath him, but as he slowed to a stop she clutched him tightly.

“Don’t stop,” she ordered, “I was promised complete defilement.” She thrust up against him. “Big brother promised to fill his little sister’s womb with his seed,” she said, trying to sound like Lola when she wanted something, “and I know big brother wouldn’t lie.”

Lincoln groaned. “I am such a pervert,” he said as he regained his former pace.

“Big brother is a pervert?!” Lucy exclaimed in mock shock. “You mean he has unnatural urges like one to fill his virginal little sister with his incestuous seed?!” She shuddered and came again, biting her lip to keep from whimpering as Lincoln thrust into her hard enough to make the bed rattle against the wall.

“Yes!” Lincoln hissed, feeling his balls begin to tighten.

“Do it!” Lucy commanded loudly. “Do it! Fill me with your seed, make me yours!” she came again as she felt him spray her womb with sperm, the molten heat filling her vision with sparks.

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“Wow, they’re loud!” Lana whispered to Lola as they listened outside the door, taking turns peeking through the keyhole.

“Lucy is more of an older sister, we’re the younger sisters!” Lola complained.

“So you want him to do that to you?” Lana asked, taking her turn at the keyhole and watching the pair kiss.

“Maybe not that last bit,” Lola admitted, “he’s way too big.”

“What if he used just the tip?” Lana asked, a little jealous that Lucy was getting so much cuddling when it had been over a year since they’d gotten to cuddle beside Lincoln in bed.

“That would be fine, as long as it’s not too messy,” Lola decided after a moment’s thought.

Lana moved away to let Lola take her turn. “That’s what towels are for.”

“Or we could just do it in the shower,” Lola suggested. “A lot of those scenes you looked up take place in the bathroom.”

“The shower is good,” Lana agreed.

“Show looks to be over,” Lola decided. “Let’s get back to our room before we’re caught.”

Lana took one last peek at the two kissing. “Yeah, they are probably going to sleep.”

“Do you really think that stuff is good for the skin?” Lola asked as they tiptoed back to their room, avoiding all the boards that squeaked with the ease of long practice.

“They wouldn’t write so much about it if it wasn’t true,” Lana assured her.

“Hope Lincy has enough to cover my whole face then,” Lola said, “because our teenage years are just around the corner and I don’t intend to spend them with pimples!”

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“A little help up here!”

Lincoln and Lucy both turned to look at the vent.

Lincoln got his chair and climbed up and pulled the vent off.

“Thanks, bro,” Lynn said as he helped her out.

“What were you doing in the vents?” Lucy asked, surprised.

“Watching,” Lynn said as Lincoln replaced the vent. “Holy shit, were you two hot!”

“We weren’t too…” Lucy trailed off for a second, “Pervy?”

“Nah, you guys were either hot as hell or really touching and sometimes both!” Lynn assured her.

Lincoln laid back down beside Lucy. “We could write our own plays.”

“I’d love to write a play,” Lucy said.

Lynn stripped off her night shirt, revealing that’s all she had on. “Sorry, shirt’s a bit messed up, I chewed on the neck and it’s dusty and wet now.”

“And damp and sticky,” Lucy agreed, shooting Lincoln a smile and deliberately looking towards Lynn’s crotch.

“I did say you two were hot,” Lynn said, not remotely embarrassed.

“Yes, but now you’re all sticky and wet,” Lucy said as she and Lincoln got up, “so someone has to clean up the mess.”

“I’m not that bad,” Lynn said, examining herself to make sure she wasn’t dripping.

Lucy guided her to the bed. “It’d be rude to leave a guest in this condition.”

“Guest?” Lynn asked, confused as Lucy made her lay on the bed and pulled her legs apart, much to her surprise.

“Lincoln is such a thoughtful brother,” Lucy said, switching scripts as she decided Lincoln would enjoy something different,” always cleaning up after our messes.”

“Ah,” Lyn said, getting a clue when Lincoln knelt on the bed between her legs. “Oh!” she moaned, wide eyed, as he went to work.

Lucy lay down beside her and cuddled into her side as Lincoln reduced her to a quivering mess.

“You are my favorite big sister,” Lucy told her, giving her a peck on the cheek.

Lynn’s back arched and she took a deep breath, but Lucy quickly covered her mouth with her own to muffle the scream she looked like she’d been about to release and was surprised when caught an invading tongue instead.

Feeling Lynn go limp and remembering what had happened with Lucy, Lincoln reluctantly pulled away and was surprised to see Lynn and Lucy making out. He instantly got even harder than he had from tasting her.

Lincoln tried to figure out how long it’d take Lynn to recover and recalled she recovered pretty quickly… He quickly scooted forward and lined himself up.

Lincoln turned to the audience. “For once, I’m going to take your advice and ‘jam it in,” he said, sheathing himself inside her in a single move.

Lynn gave him a thumbs up and continued making out with her sister, Lucy’s hands exploring her breasts as she returned the favor.

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Lisa looked over Lincoln’s DNA profile, comparing multiple sequences that weren’t new, simply altered.

“I feel I should know the answer to this,” Lisa said, getting up and beginning to pace. “It’s like the knowledge is just on the edge of my conscious mind, waiting for me to make the right connections!”

“You have ordered me to tranquilize you if you exceed your allotted wake time by 40%,” the AI announced.

“Override,” Lisa snapped out.

“You’ve ordered me to ignore all overrides until you have gotten a substantial amount of sleep,” the AI replied.

“But Lincoln’s health is at stake!” Lisa exclaimed worriedly.

“Incorrect.”

“What?” Lisa asked, confused.

“Subject: Lincoln Loud’s health is not in question. All testing done has shown him to be functionally immune to all terrestrial diseases natural, artificial, or theorized. In addition, physical data shows superior resistance to damage magnitudes great than any other biological organism yet discovered,” the AI reasoned.

“Mutation rate?” Lisa said, thoughtfully.

“.01 percent and all alterations have been beneficial.”

“So, I’m just driving myself to exhaustion for no reason,” Lisa realized.

“Correct,” the AI agreed.

“Prepare a glass of fluid bovine lactose heated to nighty eight point six degrees and my hugee Lincy,” Lisa requested.

“A glass of warm milk and the stuffed animal based on a mammal of indeterminate origin won for you by your brother has already been prepared,” the AI reported.

“Thank you and goodnight,” Lisa said, turning and stumbling towards her bed.

AN: The long awaited Lucy scene has been shown! I didn’t mean to tease you guys with it for so long, other scenes just popped up en route to it. Remember to review it encourages me to write more.
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