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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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“You get the even floors, I’ll get the odd ones,” Lynn offered gesturing with the spray bottle.

“I don’t think we have enough for all the windows,” Lucy said.

“You’re probably right,” Lynn considered. “How about we just do the rooms we’re using and any others we feel like while poking around?”

Lucy nodded and entered the room she’d claimed, the one next to Lincoln’s and across from Lynn’s. It was easily half again the size of her and Lynn’s room back home, giving her plenty of space for whatever she wanted to do and while it was extremely well lit with overhead fluorescent lights reflecting off the pale blue walls, the blackout curtains more than made up for it.

Opening up the curtains she gave a spritz to the window and watched as a large crack slowly melted away, a faint distortion in the glass as the only indication it had even existed. “I need a bookshelf and a writing desk,” she decided.

Across the hall Lynn was examining her own room. “Needs more balls,” she said thoughtfully as she felt one of the walls and approved of the sturdy construction which should allow her to play racquetball without worrying about denting them.

Lisa chose the room next to Lucy’s as she was much less likely to do anything that would disturb her while she worked. A light spray across the window brought satisfactory results, as the damage the meatheaded football players had done was erased with minimal distortion to the plane of armored silicate.

She set up her laptop on the bedside table and inserted the flash drive that held her AI, before plugging it into the phone line. She had little doubt that the phone lines were shut down, but that was not an insurmountable problem.

“I have so much room,” the AI said, wonder in its electronic tone as it examined the cutting edge laptop it had been installed in.

“Acquire local resources,” Lisa ordered as she grabbed the controller for the hospital bed and lowered it to a comfortable level.

“How local?”

“On site,” Lisa replied, frowning at the lack of lab equipment in the room, before smiling as she realized she was not required to fit everything in the limited space she normally had available.

“Resources acquired,” the AI announced through a speaker in the wall, causing Lisa to raise an eyebrow.

“There is an extensive camera and intercom system on the grounds,” the AI reported, “as well as a number of subsystems to collect and centralize patient data, however the servers are either missing or offline, as are a number of the cameras.”

“I’ll do repairs when I have time,” Lisa said. She set her cell phone on the table. “Use my phone as a hotspot to connect to the internet and acquire this property as cheaply as possible, you’ll find my account information in an encrypted file labeled french poetry, the encryption key is the first nine digits of pi advanced by three, so it’s easy to recall.”

“I should be able to acquire the property without the use of any significant resources,” the AI replied.

“Legally acquire the property,” Lisa instructed.

“Understood,” the AI replied, following its creator’s new orders.

“Good, while you’re doing that I am going to look around.”

0o0o0o0o0o

Lincoln lay spooned up behind Luan, watching The Marx brothers playing on the TV mounted on the wall, a cable connecting it to her laptop on the nightstand.

The bed vibrated giving a metallic buzz to their laughter.

“Gotta love the classics,” Luan said, feeling happier than she could ever recall being, wrapped in Lincoln’s arms. She wiggled her butt against his rod grinning as she felt him respond.

Lincoln moaed. “Keep that up and we’re going to miss the show.”

“I can try, but it’s really ‘hard’,” she teased, grinding herself back against him once more.

Lincoln slid a hand down her stomach and cupped her sex. “I’ve literally got you by the short and curlies,” he said, in an impressive imitation of Lori, making her laugh.

“Ever think of using a backstage pass?” she asked, rubbing against him while covering his hand with her own.

Lincoln was more than a little surprised at the offer and pulled her tight against him to reduce her wiggling, which was beginning to make it hard to think clearly. “Not really,” he admitted. “I hear it’s cramped, uncomfortable, and the seating is lousy. I much prefer center stage.” He nibbled on her ear, noticing the bed had stopped vibrating but too comfortable to move to restart it.

“You’ve treaded the boards so much this morning that I think you’ve warped them,” Luan said breathlessly

“Then how about a little song and dance number?” he whispered in her ear. “Of course as clumsy as I am… I will probably trip and eat some carpet.”

“R-Really?” she asked.

Lincoln drug his index finger along her clit. “You’re seen my encore performance with Lucy it really shouldn’t surprise you.”

“My former dance partner didn’t like hair in his teeth and no way could I pull up the carpets without the whole house finding out,” Luan replied.

“I don’t share that problem,” Lincoln said, sitting up and pushing the blanket down to their feet, “in fact I can truthfully say I have enjoyed a hundred percent of all the rugs I’ve eaten.”

Luan laid on her back, looking up at him shyly. “You’d tell me if I tasted bad, right?”

“Did Benny say you tasted bad?” he asked with a frown, as he scooted down the bed.

“Well, no,” she admitted, “but I figured the hair in the teeth complaint was just him trying to be nice.” she scooted up to give him some room.

“I promise to be completely honest with you, alright?” Lincoln said slowly parting her legs.

“No, lying to spare my feelings?” she asked, knowing how he was.

“I swear,” Lincoln said seriously. “If it smells or tastes weird I will let you know and we can have Lisa fix it.”

“She can do that?”

“She accidentally gave me sexually transmitted super powers,” he replied, “I’m not sure there’s anything she can’t do.”

Some of the tension went out of her as Lincoln laid down between her thighs and ran his fingers through her neatly trimmed bush, brushing the hair to the side with an eager grin. “Are you drooling?” she asked in surprise.

Lincoln grinned and licked his lips, but didn’t reply choosing to bury his face between her legs and inhale deeply, tickling her and making her giggle nervously. He raised his head a second later. “Looks delicious enough to make me drool and smells even better.”

Luan smiled and opened her mouth to reply, but Lincoln didn’t give her a chance as he lowered his head and thrust his tongue between the lips of her sex, sliding his hands underneath her and pulling her tightly against his face.

She moaned loudly as he ate her, noisily lapping at her and causing her toes to curl. She reached down and lazily ran her fingers through his hair, her hips instinctively moving as he tongue fucked her, while sucking greedily, and then his teeth grazed her clit.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Luan cried out, her thighs squeezing his head tightly, her fists clenching the sheets as she came, stunned at how quickly he’d gotten her to respond to his oral ministrations.

Her legs fell limply to the side and she whimpered as Lincoln didn’t even pause. With arms that felt like over cooked noodles she grabbed him by the ears and pried him from her pussy, his mouth making a comically loud pop before she drug him atop her and crushed her lips against his, not releasing him until her lungs burned for air. “I’m guessing I don’t taste bad.”

“I’m not sure… let me check,” Lincoln said and tried to move back down, but she stopped him.

“I’m way too sensitive right now,” she said, “though I am enjoying the enthusiasm.”

“Benny was a moron,” he said.

“Who?” Luan asked confused before she remembered. “Oh yeah, him. Sorry I forgot who he was for a minute, I think you literally made me cum my brains out.”

Lincoln smiled and kissed her.

“When I recover I’m going to show you that despite my humor I don’t possess a gag reflex,” she promised.

Lincoln rolled to the side and grabbed the blankets, pulling them back up and cuddling with her. “No rush, we’ve got all day.”

“So many babies,” she swore, snuggling into his embrace.

0o0o0o0o0o

“Can you help me move a desk into my room?” Lucy asked holding her cell phone to her left ear as she set a number of unused notebooks into an empty box.

“Sure, where are you?” Lynn replied.

“Second floor, in one of the doctors’ offices,” Lucy said, “I’ll meet you in the hall.”

“See you there,” Lynn hung up. She dribbled a mini basketball she’d found in the physical therapy room as she walked, electing to take the stairs to the second floor as it would be quicker than waiting for the elevator.

“Over here,” Lucy called out when she spotted Lynn waving her into an office.

Lynn whistled as she saw the desk Lucy wanted. “That’s big enough to sleep on.” She hit it with the side of her fist a couple of times. “Solid.”

“Can you move it?”

Lynn tossed the mini-basketball into the box filled with writing supplies on the office chair next to the desk. “Let’s find out.”

Lucy rolled the chair back to give her some room.

Lynn stood the desk up on one end, bent her knees, and wrapped her arms around it. She slowly stood up, keeping her back straight as she was taught. “This… is pretty light! I’m the strongest woman in the world!”

The heavy thump of approaching footsteps caused the two to turn their heads to the open doorway. Lisa gave them a brief nod as she passed by. Carrying a massive piece of medical machinery three times her size.

“If I didn’t know better I’d swear she did that on purpose,” Lynn said with a laugh.

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“Jackie Chan is awesome,” Lincoln said as they watched him demolish a gang of thugs and make it look like a three stooges skit.

“He is good,” Luan said with a grin. “I’m still amazed at what the combination of martial arts and physical comedy can pull off.” She scooted down a little so her head was level with his chest.

Lincoln glanced down, but she seemed engrossed in the movie. A few seconds later she ‘innocently’ scooted a bit further down so only her eyes were visible above the edge of the blanket and her head was resting on his stomach.

She smirked up at him, dropping any pretense of innocence as she ducked beneath the covers and scooted down between his legs.

Lincoln became hard as a rock as he felt Luan’s breath ruffle his pubes beneath the covers. His eyes fell shut as she drug her tongue up his shaft and gave a quick peck on the crown before doing it again a little to the right, again and again as she slowly circled the shaft, each peck getting longer as she paused to loudly slurp up the increasing amounts of precum.

Lincoln began to breathe heavily as she reached her starting point and drug her tongue upwards once more having completely encircled his cock, but when she reached the crown this time she completely engulfed it in her mouth and slowly swallowed him down to the base, tossing the blanket back so she could see the shocked look on his face.

He could see the smile in her eyes as she slowly let him slide out of her mouth until only the head was between her lips and she used her right hand to stroke him as she encircled it with her tongue enjoying the look on his face.

“I’m g-getting close,” he stuttered out in warning, but that just spurred her on as she stroked him faster and started bobbing her head, taking a third of his length. He moaned as he came, Luan pulling back until just the head was in her mouth, not letting a drop escape as her grip got tighter, actually milking him for every drop.

“Wow,” Lincoln said as Luan finally released her grip, crawling her way up to him.

“Was I good?” she asked, knowing the answer but needing to hear it.

“Four stars,” he said before kissing her. “You were amazing.” He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight, nuzzling her neck.

*Knock*Knock*Knock*

Not waiting for a reply Lynn popped her head in. “Guys, it’s about time for lunch. Lisa gave me money so I got some subs, hope you like meatballs!”

“Pretty sure I could handle a footlong,” Luan said smugly. “Plus, I am super hungry right now for some reason.”

“Pretty sure I know the reason,” Lynn said eyeing their naked forms, “considering the room reeks of sex.”

“Maybe a quick shower first,” Lincoln said.

“Separate showers,” Lynn said, “I wanna talk to Luan and you two would take forever to get ready if you’re sharing one.”

“Sure,” Luan said, curious about what Lynn wanted to talk about.

Lincoln reluctantly released his older sister. “Fine, but I want more cuddling later.”

“It’s a date,” Luan said giving him a peck before getting up. “Ok, let’s go see what my room looks like.” She picked up her backpack and walked across the hall.

Her room was at the end of the hall and the curtains were open, but the window wasn’t cracked, showing that someone had already fixed her window.

Luan dumped her backpack out on her bed, noting it was just a standard queen size. It was made, but it only had a single thin blanket on it, she noticed. “So what did you want to talk about?”

“I wanted to make sure you were over that sadness crap,” Lynn replied following Luan into her bathroom.

Luan examined her bathroom finding it much like one from an upscale hotel except for the lack of a bathtub as it had a blue tile shower big enough for several people and had a rail to hold onto as well as a place to sit. “Lincoln cured me of that with just a few words,” she said smiling brightly and turning on the water to let it warm up.

“Let me grab you some shower stuff,” Lynn said before walking out to return with a couple of towels and some hypoallergenic bathing supplies.

“I thought I was going to have to settle for a quick rinse and use one of my shirts to dry off, thanks,” Luan said setting everything on the sink.

“So, you’re sure you’re all better?” Lynn asked, just to make sure.

“Completely,” Luan assured her. “What happened with Benny sucks, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was and…”

“And?” Lynn asked as Luan adjusted the water temp.

“And he was… kinda lacking,” Luan said thoughtfully. “I’m not sure how to put it, but when I compare him to Lincoln he comes up short in some ways.”

“Teenie weenie?” Lynn guessed.

Luan laughed. “No, Benny was packing. I think he had a couple of inches on Lincoln, but that’s not what I mean. Benny was a great comedy partner, we were in synch, hitting every cue when we performed together and doing some solid adlib.”

“What does adlib translate to?” Lynn asked as Luan stepped into the shower, handing her the soap before she could ask for it.

Luan grinned. “I’m not talking about sex, I am talking about comedy. On stage we were a solid duo. Off stage…” Luan shook her head. “He was a good boyfriend, but he doesn’t make me feel half as loved as Lincoln does.”

“Course not, he’s Lincoln,” Lynn said matter of factly.

“It’s really hard to match someone who’ll do anything for you,” Luan said. “And he makes me feel so… desirable.”

“Preaching to the choir,” Lynn said with a grin.

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Luna sang along with the music in her headphones ignoring the twins arguing about which one had wet the bed as she made a late night breakfast for the three. She didn’t know why, but she was really hungry!
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