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Chapter List
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Author's Notes:
I've been wanting to come back to this because Lynn was so much fun to write. She's such an energetic ball of mischief and affection that I honestly don't know what's gonna happen next. I have a vague idea for the next chapter, but at the very least I can guarantee that it'll be fun and at the speed of Lynn!
I've been meaning to use this song with a romantic Lynncoln scene since last Summer. I finally did it. It's not how I originally imagined it, but it was still amazing. I think it's the best Lynncoln scene I've written yet. Let me know what you guys think.
Disclaimer: The Loud House Copyright Nickelodeon (2019); Kiss Me by Sixpence None The Richer (1997)
Chapter 2: I'm a Woman Now!
For the past two weeks, Lynn had been acting strangely.
She complained about aches and pains. She was nearly inconsolable; forcing herself to train just as hard, then coming in and devouring a whole tub of ice cream with many weary groans.
The slightest misstep had her biting off her siblings' heads.
Then, came Lincoln's turn.
He was sleeping in on a lazy Saturday morning.
Everything was peaceful and quiet. The birds were chirping. The sunlight drifted through his circle window.
He was smiling as he dreamed that he was saving the day, riding atop one of his giant older sisters, laying some serious smackdown on bad guys.
"Agent Gigant," a voice spoke in his dream, "It's time to-"
"-WAKE UP, LINCOLN! HEYAH!"
Lynn kicked his door open with a grin.
The white haired boy curled in on himself, trying to hold onto his dream, clutching at Leni's giant green dress with all his might!
Then, Lynn, laughing in expectant enjoyment, leaped right onto his bed! Landing on him, making him groan, she planted her hands and knees around him.
He was trapped; his eyes opened and blinked up at her goofy face.
"I-it's Satur-" he yawned, "-turday morning, what the heck is wrong with you?"
Lynn had him caged in as she pressed down on his blankets.
"It finally happened!"
Lincoln blinked.
"What happened?"
She leaned up on her knees, staring down at him from above. She lifted her hand, and revealed that she was carrying something.
His bleary eyes blinked again, still fuzzy from the dream Lynn destroyed when she viciously attacked him.
Lynn pushed it into his face, and the boy started writhing and flinging his arms to get her off.
She cackled madly as she rode him like a mechanical bull. She grabbed his blanket and gave a loud, "Yeehaw!" as he bucked her.
His yells were muffled as her... whatever it was... was crammed in his mouth. He was noticing a strange taste from it, and he wanted it gone.
He finally got enough leverage to throw her off with his legs.
Lynn squealed as she fell onto the floor; rolling onto her back and laughing wildly.
Lincoln growled as he sat up. He flung the blankets away and readied himself to jump onto her and get some revenge-
And then, he froze solid when he saw the red-splotched panties in his lap.
"What the-"
Lynn bounced up in an instant, putting her hands on his ankles and leaning waaay over toward him, looking into his shocked face so cutely, innocently.
"I finally got my period, Lincoln! I'm finally a woman!"
He sighed and reached over for a fresh non-latex glove, slipped it on, and grabbed her ruined panties.
"That's nice, Lynn," he deadpanned, walking over to his trash can and carelessly dropping the offensive garment in the bottom.
Lynn whimpered, her shoulders drooping and her eyes getting all watery.
"B-but, Lincoln-"
He pointed at his door and tapped his foot.
"Out."
Lynn whined pitifully, brushing against his side, trying to appeal to his brotherly instinct to make her un-sad.
"Today, please and thank you," the boy told her, not relenting for one second.
Lynn sighed in frustration, throwing her head up, her knees sagging for a moment.
"Ughhhhh, fine."
She went to the door and squinted her eyes at him.
"You're still gonna play with me later, Stinkoln."
Right before she left, she blew him a kiss; giving her butt a little wiggle as the door shut behind her.
A tantalizing image that would surely burn in his mind until they "played" later on.
Lincoln felt his body begin to stir as she toned butt slipped away from his sight.
It certainly helped that she was wearing one of his old t-shirts-
Wait a second.
He went over to the trash can and - very carefully - extracted the panties and examined them from a much safer distance.
His cheeks burned and his heart picked up speed as he realized this was fresh. It just happened. That meant...
He looked at his door.
He looked at the floor and, sure enough, there was a drop of red waiting for him.
"LYNN! Get back here and clean this up!"
He heard her laughing loudly as she slammed her door, presumably to get ready for their activity that day.
The boy groaned as he dropped her panties back in the bin. He sat down on his chair and sighed.
Why were sisters so hot and so gross at the same time?
Ugh.
Every day since that morning, Lynn reminded him of her special event.
When Lincoln was in the batting cage, practicing how to hold a bat for the best swing, Lynn stepped behind him and put her arms around him.
She whispered into his ear as she adjusted his grip.
"I'm a woman now, Linc. How does that make you feel?"
The boy gulped as his palms started getting sweaty, his heart started beating faster.
"Your bat's pretty hard, isn't it?"
He knew she wasn't talking about the one in his hand... and yeah... it was really hard.
A few days later they were rolling around in the dirt out back. She'd reverted back to her frustrating tactics again and had taken one of his action figures, taunting him to chase after her and get it.
He saw her ponytail swishing behind her like a flag.
Somewhere between the driveway and the backyard, he'd jumped and grabbed her from behind; pushing both of them forward into a muddy puddle.
Lynn laughed as he immediately put her in a hold. But, then, they both felt how his hard dick was pressing into her butt, and the girl gave him a nice, pleasurable wiggle.
She turned her head to the side, looking at him over the shoulder as he body was pinned to the wet ground.
"Are you taking advantage of my womanliness already, Lincoln?"
The boy nearly choked as he realized what she meant. He rolled off, grabbed his toy, and ran for it; leaving a giggling, blushing Lynn in the backyard.
She was all muddy and wet. Very, very wet...
Nearly two weeks after she had her first period, Lincoln was nearly to the breaking point.
Lynn kept sneaking up on him; probably taking lessons from Lucy to pull it off.
She'd throw her arms around his neck, press her body into his back. She lick his ear lobe, kiss his neck, whisper to him.
"You know, bro, if we have sex now we'd have to use protection."
Then, she'd just leave him, disappearing just as quickly as she'd appeared.
And Lincoln would groan and head to his bedroom, where his trash can was steadily collecting a mountain of used napkins.
It was a brisk evening as Lynn and Lincoln walked down a sidewalk.
Her hand kept bumping into his. Lincoln suspected it was intentional. Especially, when he'd look at her face and she'd hurry to turn her blushing cheeks off to the side.
He smiled and bumped her hand with his a few times.
She looked at him; both of their eyes meeting.
Her fingers bumped his; his bumped hers.
One of her fingers looped around his, trapping him.
Ha! Gotcha! her finger told his hand.
Two can play that game! his hand seemed to say as it slipped around hers, clasping her whole hand in his.
Lynn's breath caught, her eyes grew wide.
She looked down at the ground quickly, hiding her embarrassment.
Lincoln gave her hand a squeeze, letting her know it was ok.
Lynn bit her lip and squeezed his hand, too.
As they came up on the city park, the two passed a woman listening to a song playing through her phone.
"Kiss me~"
Lincoln lead his blushing sister to the fountain in the center of the park.
"Out of the bearded barley; nightly~"
Lynn looked up shyly as he took both of her hands in his.
"Dance with me, Lynn," he asked her, tugging on her wrists.
Her heart nearly burst. She looked around. People were watching them be... be mushy...
"Beside the green, green grass."
Lynn took a breath... and then, she nodded.
"Swing, swing~"
Lincoln took the first step, moving to the left. And Lynn followed him, as the two slow danced in a circle.
"Swing the spinning step."
He released one of her hands to hold her back, right above her hip.
Lynn's hand awkwardly hung there in the air before resting on his shoulder, squeezing him for guidance.
"You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress."
Their eyes locked as they spun beside that fountain; as the world fell around them until it was just him and her, Lincoln and Lynn, dancing.
"Oh, kiss me~"
Lynn's hand slipped up his neck, her steps grew more confident.
"Beneath the milky twilight; lead me-"
Lincoln took her hand and spun her in a circle, watching with a mixture of pride and affection as Lynn let herself go and smiled unashamedly as he led her in their dance.
"Out on the moonlit floor."
Lynn leaned into him, laying her head in the crook of his, humming.
Lincoln put both hands on her waist and danced with her slowly, gently, gradually decreasing their movement until the whole world became still.
"Lift your open hand."
Lincoln's fingers found her chin and lifted her face to his.
Lynn's eyes sparkled under the fading light as the sunset found them in each other's arms.
"Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance; silver moon's sparkling..."
Lincoln closed his eyes and leaned forward.
Lynn's ears were fluttering to and fro, gazing all over his face. Then, they closed and she slipped her arms around his neck as she leant into him.
"So kiss me~"
Lynn's hands clenched, her nails pressing into his shirt.
Lincoln's fingers slipping up and down her back.
Her feet touched his, lifting on his to raise her height another inch.
Their lips moved together.
They pulled apart, laying their foreheads together, clinging to each other.
Lincoln looked into his sister's eyes. He smiled.
"Lynn?"
She was blushing like crazy, and her smile covered her whole face.
"Yeah?"
He wiggled his toes, lifting her foot up and down.
"I'm happy you're a woman now, but..."
Her eyes twitched. She tilted her face closer, searching deeply into his eyes, demanding an answer.
"But?"
Lincoln's cheeks tinged pink.
"But... I'd be happier if... you were my girlfriend, too."
Lynn's heart froze solid. Her breathing stopped. She probably screamed, too.
All she knew was that it was finally too much for her to handle.
And the next second, she pushed Lincoln into the fountain.
Lynn gasped and leaned over the fountain wall, staring down at her soaking wet brother.
"Are you ok, Lincoln? I didn't mean to- Eep!"
He suddenly grabbed her and pulled her in, dunking her under the water.
Her head broke the water, gasping and yelling, "Linc!"
She laughed as he straddled her and leaned down, muffling her laughter with a wet kiss.
Lincoln peppered her jaw with love pecks as Lynn lay beneath him in the chilly water.
"So, Lynn," he paused long enough to lick her neck, making her shiver.
"Would that make you happy, too?"
Lynn arched her back into him, she squirmed under his thighs. Her hands went to his shoulders.
Her body was beginning to shake, so Lincoln relented and helped her out of the fountain.
The two stood there in the middle of the park, soaked to the bone with smiles on their faces.
Lynn leaned toward him with her hands clasped behind her back; trying to pull off that cute pose again that failed her last time.
"Why don't you convince me with a game~?"
She batted her eyelashes at him, her smile so infectious he reached a hand out to grasp her cheek.
His thumb brushed over her freckles.
He leaned in, pressing his lips on her nose.
"What game do you want to play?"
She tilted her head to kiss his cheek.
"First one to the house gets to pick anything they want, and the loser can't tell them no. Deal?"
Lincoln gulped at how dangerous her eyes looked, promising so much mischief.
"You're on."
He started to get into running position, but Lynn put her hand up and tsked.
"You can't run home in those clothes, Lame-O. You'll get chafed in some-" her eyes drifted down to his groin, "-not so fun places."
Lincoln stood back up.
"Well, then what now?"
Lynn just smiled and turned around.
"You're a smart boy, Lincoln Loud, you'll think of something~"
Her hands cross over her stomach and grabbed her soggy shirt and peeled it from her skin, slipping it over her head and tossing it under a bush.
She looked over her shoulder and saw him staring intently at her. Then, she looked down... and her eyebrows quirked upward.
"Your friend is doing it again, Stinkoln."
She bent waaay forward, looking at his face from between her legs as she pulled her shorts and panties, together, down her legs.
"Does he like what you're seeing?"
When Lynn righted herself, she was only wearing her shoes and her ponytail tie.
Lincoln gulped as he looked at her from head to toe, and back again, then a second time... a third time...
"Y-you're beautiful, Lynn..."
It was the first time he'd seen her body like this, uncovered and vulnerable, since they were kids.
Lynn's face burned, but her smile couldn't possibly get any bigger.
She did a little spin for him, giving him a full 360 degree view of his soon-to-be-girlfriend...
The brunette blushed even hotter.
Lincoln gulped, and then his hands were stripping his clothes away.
Lynn watched closely as his dick sprung free from his boxers. Her body grew warmer, her hands twitched...
"Y-you... you look great, too, Linc."
The two were still wet and the evening wind was making them shiver again.
Side by side, they got into position. Lynn counted them down. Both were feeling their hearts race wildly as the stepped off the ground and sprinted, completely naked, back home.
Lynn darted forward like a cheetah, leaving Lincoln in the dust.
Lincoln didn't even try to catch up, but instead took his time and admired the view.
His sister's body was lean and chiseled, but her ass was still perky and it jiggled with every single step she took.
They were almost caught a few times, but they'd always manage to find a bush to squeeze into. Wrapping their arms around each other and hugging to save space, the two would keep quiet and gaze fondly at each other's nakedness.
The older girl made it first, throwing her hands up and giving herself a "Wooo!" before turning to her brother with a saucy smirk.
"Sucks to be the mayor of losertown, doesn't it?"
Lincoln wasn't too mad, of course, cause her boobs looked amazing when she was doing her goofy victory dances.
Lynn led them to the backdoor. She got onto her hands and knees and started pushing herself through the doggy door.
Then, with a little yelp, she got stuck.
"Lincoln," she urgently whispered, "Push me the rest of the way in."
Her brother knelt down, straddling her legs.
Her skin felt soft and still a little wet to the touch; as his fingers rubbed her thighs.
Lynn moaned as he got carried away feeling her lean muscles and gentle curves.
Then, he slid his hands down to her knees and gripped her tightly and pushed forward.
Lynn put her hands on the door and pushed, too, with a groan.
Outside, Lincoln thrust forward, using how whole weight to push her through the door.
She barely moved an inch.
Before Lynn was ready, her brother pulled back to the start and slammed into her, rocking her body into the doorway. The sudden thrust made her gasp; her fingers scraped the door.
His knees caged her in. She could feel his dick touching her leg as he lifted her thighs up for more leverage.
She was beginning to go crazy with heat.
Lincoln closed his eyes and started pumping into her; very slowly gaining ground with each thrust.
Her hips were disappearing inside, and with one final thrust, they popped through the doggy door.
Lynn wiggles her legs out of his hands. Her foot brushed his cock as she slid inside.
Lincoln moaned as he felt it.
Lynn opened the door and let her brother inside.
The two stood in the kitchen and started giggling.
Then Lincoln's hand circled her waist. Lynn's fingers thread through his hair above the neck.
He put a leg between hers and tilted his head. She put a hand on his cheek and guided him to her lips.
They held each other closely as their kiss went on and on.
Both moaned as he felt her wet heat on his thigh, and she his hard length slide against her belly.
When they pulled apart, their cheeks were flushed, their eyes were hazy.
"I don't want this night to end," Lynn surprised herself by saying.
Lincoln stroked her ponytail down her shoulder, over her breast.
"Me neither."
One of his hands slipped down her back, gliding over her ass to cup her cheek.
"Maybe you'll get into a fight with Lucy again..."
Lynn bit her lip as she slipped from his grasp.
"If you keep holding me like this, I just might snap..."
Lincoln followed his sister; both of them walking up the stairs side by side. Their hands bumped into each other as they climbed to the top.
"Sooo... you never answered me earlier," Lincoln started.
Lynn's face was blushing again. She couldn't breathe.
"W-well goodnight, bro, I'll see you tomorrow!"
She froze to the ground as Lincoln leaned forward and kissed her cheek. His hand rubbed her arm.
"Think about it. You don't have to tell me now."
Lynn watched him go to his room, her eyes admiring his own perky butt. And when his door shut behind him, she skipped inside her own room and hopped over to her bed.
She slithered under her covers butt naked, placed a hand on her warm cheek, and giggled to herself.
She fell asleep with a smile on her face; blissfully unaware that her sister was watching her from the vent overhead.
"Sigh... oh Lynn..."
Ending Note:
I put in a reference in the opening scene to a story, Gigant by The Siege Peril. You should totes check his stuff out. Aces Wild is amazing, and the story I referenced is incredibly cute.
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