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Beautiful Corruption	By : AberrantScript Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 14648 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lunch had finished mere minutes ago. The brown haired girl looked up at the kitchen clock as she held a wet plate in her pruned fingers. She sighed, feeling her nerves tingling painfully.
Lori and Lincoln had been gone for a while. They'd be back soon.
Lincoln will be here soon.
An unwilling tremor quaked across her shoulders, jerking her neck with the motion.
She wasn't ready. As she looked at the window above the sink, seeing her desperate eyes reflected back at her, she felt her chest ache.
The plate went into the rack with all the others, and the sighing girl rinsed her hands off before emptying the sink.
She turned and walked out of the room. The clunk of her boots upon the floor, the rocking of her hips as she swayed in motion; it all did nothing to settle the anxiety within her stomach. Her hand reached down across her side and gripped the painful organ, her nails digging through her shirt.
She hissed even as the stinging pain tore her mind from the pit of angst she'd fallen in. But it wasn't enough. As she stepped on the bottommost stair step, her worried eyes looked up the long incline and she bit her lip, trying to keep the tears at bay.
Step. It wasn't supposed to be like this…
Step. I didn't know they'd show him their bodies…
Step. I'm not ready….
Halfway up the stairs she plopped herself down, clutching her face with her hands.
I'll never be ready.
Her teary eyes looked up at the frames pinned along the wall; her eyes immediately drawn to silken hair, flowing along the shoulders of a beautiful girl. Even in the stillness of the picture, she could imagine a field of golden wheat being swept by a summer breeze. And the poor girl dug a hand in her own hair, yanking on it enough to force a whimper through her gnashed teeth. It was merely a paltry, matted rug compared to her sister's.
Her eyes fell on her kind face, radiating warmth through a dead picture frame. She followed the trail of her long slender neck, the plane of her chest, and where it parted into two comforting breasts.
Everything… everything about her is… She sobbed pitifully. I-is perfect! She looked at the angel in the picture before her, and then drug her eyes to the frame right beside it and let out another cry. Side by side, she couldn't compete with Leni, the very picture of beauty.
What can I even offer?
She forced herself up on her shaky legs, her boots carrying her unconsciously, step by step, up the stairs.
Lori has confidence; a living sex goddess.
On the landing, she leaned against the corner of the stairway wall and her despondent eyes fell upon her brother's partially opened door.
And Leni… as long as she is in the room, Lincoln's eyes will never leave her.
She bit her lip again, nearly drawing blood, but she couldn't feel anything but the block of ice in the bottom of her heart.
I don't have to go through with it…
Her mind's ears heard that startling yell of her brother from yesterday morning and a dagger speared her heart.
But he needs me.
He needed all of them, and she promised to do her part. For him.
For my beloved.
She pulled herself to her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She turned the lock, the sound ringing in her ears as she fell back against the wood. Her arms were folded protectively above her heart but nothing could stop the chill seeping into her skin as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
He's my brother. He loves me.
She walked over to a mirror and looked at her stricken face in the dark room.
But I'm not beautiful like the others…
Two boots were thrown away, thumping against the corner wall. Socks fell onto the floor beside two trembling feet. They were soon kicked away harshly.
Those darkened, teary eyes stared sadly in the mirror as a pair of shaky hands pulled a skirt down two thin hips, the material fluttering down legs. It crumbled pitifully against the floor, a pair of panties crashing on top. And they, too, were kicked carelessly against the wall.
A pair of bracelets bounced along the floor. A torn shirt landed on an upside down boot. A bra hit the wall, falling behind a dresser.
Nothing. Those watery eyes took in everything revealed in the mirror. Hands lifted two small breasts up, testing their size with a squeeze; only to drop them in disgust.
The girl's lips quivered as pressure built behind her eyes. Those burning orbs raked across the mirror, picking apart every flaw, every shortcoming. How thin her hips were. How her tiny chest, barely enough for a bra, could be completely covered by her hands. How freckles dotted everywhere, marring her skin with constellations.
She lifted her hands up to her eyes and took in each and every callous. Good Lord, even the sides of her fingers were damaged from use. A tear fell on her finger.
She'd never regretted playing music before…
But now… her hand became wet from tears and she clenched it to her chest, throwing her gaze back into the mirror to see the train wreck that was Luna Loud, least pretty sister in the whole lot.
Her legs fell, her body landing roughly onto her knees, causing her to sit back on her heels. Throwing her hands forward to grip the carpet with her nails, she sobbed with clenched eyes.
A lonely tear slid down the bridge of her nose, dripping onto the carpet, as a warm hand settled on her lower back, rubbing in soothing circles. The flow of tears ceased as a comforting melody settled in the room, the gentle humming of a girl.
Still a few dry sobs wracked her body; though Luna's focus was gradually drifting to that warm hand, her pain lifting away by the notes of her sister's hum.
She sat up, resting against the backs of her legs, and kept her head firmly away from her sister. Nevertheless, that hot hand drifted up between her shoulder blades, pouring life back into her dead body. Another hand settled on her thigh, and Luna rested her own hand on it, threading their fingers together. With her other, she wiped her eyes dry, and she took a deep breath.
She let that melody fill her up before she finally turned her eyes upon her sister, seeing her sitting cross-legged, her skirt bunched around her waist, her ponytail hung limply over her breast, and watching her with worried eyes.
Luna sighed, and sidled over, sitting her naked body in the lap of her sister, and throwing her arms around her. She could feel her warm hands running up and down her back, her soothing hum vibrating into her chest.
"How are you feeling, Luna?" Luan asked softly.
Luna sighed again, pressing her face against her sister's ponytail. "Like an idiot."
Luan pressed a kiss again her temple. "So, what's wrong?"
Firmly hiding herself in Luan's hair, she forced the breath from her sister when she suddenly squeezed their bodies together. "ME!"
Luan's mouth fell open against her sister's skin, unsure what to think… much less say. But as she felt wetness against her scalp, she knew she had to do something!
"Luna, what's this about?" She stroked her back in a steady rhythm, letting her get through her second cry.
Luna pulled back, staring at her sister's worried face with her own teary eyes. "I'm not pretty enough."
Luan's head tilted to the side in confusion, her parted mouth revealing her braces. "What?"
The soothing motions had stopped and Luna bit her lip, feeling her heart race with anxiety. "Just look at me, Luan. Take a good long look. Because this will be the last thing Lincoln's eyes will see before he dies…" With a morbid laugh, she muttered, "I'd be the killer, and my body the gun… the wretched, hideous instrument of his demise." With a trembling fake-smile, she looked at Luan with pained eyes. "Get it?"
Shocked out of her stupor, Luan returned the look with a teasing smile and half-lidded eyes. "First off, you're terrible at jokes-"
"That's because I was being serious, Luan."
"And second, you're thinking too little of Lincoln." Luan's gaze softened when she saw Luna huddle closer to her chest. "He already loves you dearly. You know that, right?"
With a heavy sob, Luna croaked out, "Y-y-yeah…"
Luan sighed, cradling her sister's head to her breasts. "Did you know that Lincoln's scared to death one of us will see him excited?"
Luna's breath hitched. "N-no. W-why?"
Luan took a deep breath before continuing, watching her sister closely. "Not really sure, but Leni-" She felt Luna stiffen in her arms just as she expected. "-thinks it has something to do with whatever he read yesterday."
Luna muttered harshly, "Of course she'd notice."
Luan sighed before pulling away from her sister. "Sometimes you're a real idiot, Luna."
Luna glared at her. "Hey, wai- Eep!" Her world flipped as Luan pushed her onto her back and swiftly straddled her; Luan pinning Luna's hips down with her thighs, capturing her wrists with her hands. Luna stared up at her with wide doe eyes, her heart suddenly racing with adrenaline.
Luan bobbed her head, letting her ponytail swing into her sister's cheek, and chuckled at the glare her sister gave her.
Luna spit out hair, glaring at. "Luan, get off me!" But she gasped when Luan grinded into her stomach.
"You're too cute for your own good." Luan giggled as she swiftly ran her tongue from her sister's chin to her nose, catching her open mouth and teeth along the way.
"Urgh!" Luna tried squirming under her sister to no avail… if anything, the movement of her groin against her sister's only made her blood begin to boil, her eyes hazy; and if she wanted to uproot her sister, then she needed to be completely focus-
Lick. That velvety tongue ran across a closed eye, matting my eyebrows disgustingly.
"LUAN!" Luna jerked her hips against her sister.
"Ahh~" Luan nuzzled against her sister's flushed neck. "My queen, if you wanted special attention, you could've called for me." She ran her wet tongue along the curve of her neck. "I'll always cum for you, mistress."
Luna panted breathlessly. "I'm trying to get you off, Luan." She thrust up again, ripping another gasp from her sister's throat.
Luan kissed her way up to her sister's ear. Taking care not to bother her earring, she blew warm air against her and thrilled in the shiver than ran up Luna's body. She spoke in a low, sultry voice, "I think you're the one who needs to get off."
Her hands pulled Luna's together and bound them together with her hair scrunchie, letting her brown hair fall around her sister's face. Her nails scraped small angry lines from her sister's shoulders down the sides of her sensitive breasts, down the quaking muscles of her stomach, until they splayed against her lower abdomen.
Luna knew the stupid hair tie couldn't hold her. Moreover, she could still just as easily pull her hands forward and sock her sister really good in the nose…
But those dark eyes held her down to the ground better than any chain. That lazy smile with goofy braces opening up to let a pink tongue trace lips hungrily; and the sting of her marks made her core quiver in yearning. And that little nose taking deep, long breaths, sucking in Luna's scent with unquenchable thirst… all those things made the decision for her.
"Maid." Luna spoke huskily in a commanding tone.
A spark of lust flashed across Luan's eyes as she leaned down to her sister's face, their noses bumping into each other. "Yes, my queen~"
Luna connected with Luan's eyes, their breaths mixing together in swirls, and all she could see was love and desire, but more than that… understanding. Luan knew her intimately, passionately, emotionally… she hungered for her daily, and that knowledge made Luna's inner walls quiver in ecstasy.
Luna brushed her nose against her sister's, wiggling before settling back into place. "I need you." It was more than a roleplay, more than masking despair with a few minutes of pleasure. And as Luan's eyes pooled with lust before she descended upon Luna's neck with her lips, Luna knew that her sister realized it, too.
Those silken lips left a trail of fire in their wake, soothed by the caress of a tongue. Down the sides of her throat they burnt a path of passion, coaxing out long, deep-seated moans. Braced teeth raked across the skin in the hollow of her neck and Luna cried out. A tongue tasted the valley of her breasts before warm air was blown on the wet skin, and she couldn't keep still. She tried to thrust her hips into her sister's, but Luan's hands held her down.
Much more, her nails were now poised against the sensitive flesh right above Luna's pubic mound, any squirming causing them to dig in painfully.
But, gosh, Luna wasn't sure whether she cared or not. Luan could tear into her flesh with her braced fangs and lick the wound dry so long as Luna could get even a second of friction. Only one rough glide, her glistening core against Luan's soaking panties, and she'd scream to the heavens.
But before she could act on such wanton needs, Luan slid down until she settled on her knees. And next thing Luna could feel was the slick warmth of a tongue dipping into her belly button, and she had to slam her teeth shut to swallow the scream threatening to come out.
Luan spoke against her sister's burning skin, the warm air against the cool wetness making Luna's toes curl painfully, "Is my queen satisfied?"
Luna, her eyes tightly shut and her back arching off the ground, replied with a raspy, dry voice, "Lower."
Luan's tongue slid through the little hairs above her mound as she placed kiss after kiss against the trembling skin. "Are you sure~?"
Luna could feel Luan's fingers grip her hips, her nails giving her faint scratches, but she didn't care. She tried to thrust her core into her sister's hot tongue but found she no longer had the leverage to do so. She jerked her head up long enough to see her sister giving her a teasing smirk, and Luna growled. "Now! Your queen commands it."
"As you wish~"
And as that sinful tongue pressed against her lips, barely spreading her apart, and squirmed as it tasted along her flower's bloom, Luna threw her head back against the floor hard enough her vision darkened… from a potential concussion or soul-scorching lust she'd didn't frankly care, but good Lord, "Please, Luan! Keep going!"
Neither heard the door creak open. Neither saw two eyes burst open in shock. Neither saw Lynn as she stumbled upon their lovemaking. But they heard her…
"L-L-Luan!?"
Luna could see Lynn's huge doe eyes gazing at them, her face pale, her body stiff as a board. But she didn't care. She still gasped, begged wantonly, even as she watched a fierce blush erupt across her younger sister's face, spreading down her neck.
Luan, however, pulled her tongue out of her sister's core, causing her sister to whimper and squirm in agony. She turned to face her sister with glistening cheeks, mortified, the color drained from her face. "L-L-Lynn!?"
Luna suddenly growled, startling both sisters. "Did I command you to stop, maid?"
Luan's wide eyes looked at Luna's dilated pupils and she shivered unconsciously. "B-but, Luna! Our s-sister is watc-"
With strength belied by her thin frame, Luna managed to throw her sister off; her landing in a heap on the ground with a gasp. And Luna pounced on her, gripping her firmly at the sides of her ribcage. "You will do as I say, servant girl, or be punished."
Lynn was mesmerized by the scene before her, unable to look away as Luna's naked body pressed down against Luan's clothed one; as Luna's fingers pulled her sister's white shirt up, bunching it above her bra; or when her nails pulled down the bra, leaving faint marks on Luan's budding breasts. Lynn didn't know what to think when Luan's scream of pleasure caused a spark of arousal in that deep place beneath her lips…
Luna leaned down and claimed one blushing nipple with her lips, sucking hard. As she relished in the melody of her sister's moans, she slid her soaking crotch along her sister's leg, causing her skirt to ride up.
And Lynn could see it all. She could see the wet outline of Luan's core. She could see the nipple peek out at her each time Luna's tongue swirled around it. And her dignity thrown on the wayside, her hand slithered into her red shorts, under her panties; her fingers brushed across her pelvic mound until finally, "Ahh~!" she reached that place that sent her heart soaring, her mind going numb to everything but pure pleasure.
Was she ashamed? Far less than she probably should have been. But she knew that if anyone else saw this scene they'd react in the same way as her… the horny perverts.
It only took a few minutes. It didn't matter who went first. It didn't matter even if the whole house heard them.
As Luna laid atop her sister's breasts, Luan's arms wrapped tightly around her, she lay a few kisses along her pale neck. And Lynn… poor jelly-legged Lynn had collapsed to her knees, her entire body quivering and on edge as the lust slowly dissipated from her bloodstream. Each girl's chest blossomed with affection for her sisters. They chuckled together before Luna got off her sister, sitting with her legs outstretched, her bare front facing Lynn.
"Wow." It was Lynn who spoke first.
Luna looked at her wryly. "Yeah… wow!"
Luan, still laying down, her clothes in complete disarray, swept her sweaty bangs back with a weak hand. She chuckled mirthfully. "What a way to cum together as sisters, heh."
Luna threw a stray sock at Luan's head. "Oh, put a sock in it, Luan."
The white cotton bounced off Luan's cheek as she giggled. "Nice one!"
Lynn sighed melodramatically, casually wiping her hand off on her shorts.
Luna chuckled, standing up to get a fresh pair of underwear from her dresser.
Luan whistled wolfishly as she blatantly admired her lover's rear with a lazy smirk. "Hubba, hubba, it looks like it's a full moon tonight, and I've got front row seating. Mmm~"
Luna wiggled a little, laughing as she pulled out a bra and panties. "If you like it so much, why don't you kiss it?"
Luan started getting to her feet. "Don't mind if I do~"
But Lynn's awkward, and very sudden, coughing fit stopped their playful banter. "As much as I, and whoever else is watching this, would love to see some more super hot action… I did have a reason for coming in here-" She sent a dark glare at Luan's open mouth and raised finger. "-Don't you dare make that pun, Luan." Luan's finger drooped sadly, her mouth changing into a pout.
Pulling a skirt up her legs, Luna looked at Lynn with a smile. "And what was that?"
"Leni told me that Lori and Lincoln are on their way home. That was like almost ten minutes ago."
A purple shirt slipped through Luna's fingers as her heart stopped. Her eyes dulled. "Wh-what?"
Lynn sighed, annoyed. "I said-"
"She heard what you said," interrupted Luan. "Can you please go draw a bath for Luna? I'm sure she doesn't want Lincoln seeing her sweaty, sticky body for their first time playing doctor."
Lynn gave a salute. "On it!" And out the door, she was gone; her purpose served.
Luna stared blankly at the wall, her fingers opening and closing.
Luan took a calming breath, placing her clothes back in order before she faced her sister. "It will be fine, Luna."
Luna's eyes turned on her swiftly. "How can you be so sure!?"
Luan gave her a chaste kiss. "Because he already loves you."
"As a sister, Luan! But not as a lover…" Luna's eyes turned down.
"He will." She gripped Luna's chin in hers, gently urging her to look at her. "Because romance is infinitely more than just skin and lust."
Luna couldn't keep the frown off her face. "I'm not as pretty as Leni."
Luan ran a thumb along her sister's cheek, giving her another brief kiss to the lips. "You don't have to be Leni. He already loves you as Luna."
A small smile graced Luna's cheeks as she leaned in to return the chaste kiss with interest. "Thanks."
Luan smiled against her sister's lips. "No problem, queenie. Now, go! You've got a man to seduce." She smirked saucily as Luna gave her a nervous grin.
"Welp, here goes nothing."
"Oh, great ladle of gravy in the sky! Why in the earth did I drink that juice Lynn gave me!?" Another tremor spiked through his kidneys, and he scrunched his legs and hands against his crotch in a blasphemous display of weakness. "Idiot, idiot, idiot! You know to never drink anything that lunatic puts in your hand!" Running up the steps hard, he shoulder-checked the corner wall as he turned sharply for the bathroom. "Sweet mother of Ace Savvy, please let the bathroom door be unlocked!"
He gripped the handle in hand and nearly tore it off as he threw the door open. "YES!" he yelled out as he locked the door and went about his business with a very satisfying groan. "Mmm~"
So lost in his own little world of bliss, he couldn't see the two wide eyes peeking out of the water, staring intently at his flaccid member as it worked. But when he was finished and turned away to put himself away in his briefs, he froze in shock as those focused eyes darted up to his, startled like a frightened squirrel. His mouth fell open in shock as those eyes boldly turned down to take in the strip show for as long as they could.
He could feel himself begin to grow as a blush erupted across his body, and he hurriedly put his hands in front as his face grimaced. He felt like crying, but he held back… somehow. As he finally took in what he could see of the voyeur bathing just feet in front of him, he knew he could recognize their messy brown hair anyway.
"L-LUNA!?" His manly pride wouldn't let him admit how much he sounded like Lola with that high-pitched wail.
Her wide eyes flew back to his, looking almost frightened, but also curious… and a little hazed.
Lincoln gulped. "U-uh, what are you doing here?"
Her eyebrows flattened, unimpressed.
He crossed his arms together, trying to save face by looking cool, aloof. "So… Lynn told me you w-wanted to see me...?"
He waited for a reply, but when it didn't come he turned and was surprised to see her eyes looking down his body at- "Good gravy, my hands!" He hurriedly stuffed himself in his underwear, his cheeks burning painfully as he watched her eyes crinkle in amusement.
"Sh-shut up!"
Her glowing smirk slowly lifted out of the water, one devious eyebrow raised, both eyelids half-lidded. "Oh? You don't want me to brag to the others that I got to see you first?"
He frowned pitifully. "I didn't want any of you to see…" But, surprising Luna, he sighed and gave her a weak smile. "But if I had to choose any of them, I'm glad it was you."
Luna blushed beautifully, hurriedly hiding her cheeks in the water. She gave him her best angry eyes when he chuckled anyway.
"Well, I guess we're even now." He smiled warmly at her.
She sat up slowly, putting an arm around her small breasts before they lifted out of the water. "Actually, we're not…"
Lincoln, blushing and trying not to peek at her bare stomach and that wet arm covering her chest, didn't quite follow. "O-oh…?"
Luna smiled faintly when she saw his eyes steal numerous peeks at her covered chest with obvious interest, and warmth spread her. Maybe I don't need to be perfect. The thought melted her heart into mush.
"Yeah. I got to see your…" She took a steadying breath, feeling her cheeks burn. "Y-your manhood. But you haven't seen m-my womanhood… yet." She gazed intently at his face, searching for anything to guide her forward.
He bit his lip as he turned his eyes to the wall, his eyebrows furrowing. "Oh."
"Would-" She paused when his intense eyes focused on her, the breath leaving her lungs in a silent gasp. "Would you be more comfortable if you joined me?" She pointed at the water lamely. When she saw him grimace, she smiled softly. "Maybe if I turned away?"
She knew it was a long shot. Lincoln didn't let Leni see him naked and the farthest she got was some chest fondling… and licking. Luna shivered just thinking about that. What would it feel like if he licked me down there? Would it be like Luan or completely different?
She felt her heart skip a beat, however, when Lincoln nodded his head.
"Ok, deal."
Nodding dumbly, she pulled herself up, her arm firmly wrapping her breasts protectively, her hand planted against her crotch, and turned around. Blushing, she purposely moved slowly so that Lincoln got a fairly good look at her exposed back before she set down in the water.
"Ready, Linc."
He gulped as he slowly stripped down.
Luna's ears twitched when she heard the belt buckle rattle as his pants fell to the ground. She bit her lip when the rustling continued. By the time she heard the padding of feet moving toward the bath her nipples were already hardened.
A warm hand rested on her shoulder as Lincoln stepped in behind her. As he settled, a wave of water pulsed around her, coming back to crash against the siblings.
Summoning all her confidence, she spoke timidly, "Rest against the edge and put your legs out to the sides."
"O-ok." He obeyed her without question, and Luna couldn't help but feel a tingle in her heart and core because of it.
When she felt him situate himself how she wanted, she slid backward, the water splashing between his chest and her back. She kept pushing back until she felt his legs stretch to their limits. But unsatisfied with the distance between them, she put her hands on the basin and lifted herself slightly, forcing as much of herself onto her brother's lap as was comfortable.
She stopped when she felt something hard and hot poke her along the seam of her body. She gulped. Does he realize how close he is to entering me?
Based on Leni's report, she knew he could be distracted by strong emotions and sensations… and this was probably awkward and arousing enough to do it.
But, goodness, Luna was sober enough to feel his head resting between her cheeks. And while she realized the wetness she was feeling was the bathwater, she couldn't help but imagine his essence leaking out and flowing toward her flower. Her face flushed hotly as she let her fingers spread her lips apart, letting any stray cum find a home inside her body.
Oh, gosh, she was close to another high on that thought alone.
Then, she felt two hands rest on her sides and she remembered her plan.
"Linc?"
He hummed in reply, his fingers slowly rubbing up and down her sides.
"Are you comfortable like this? With me?"
It took a few moments. "Y-yeah."
She hummed thoughtfully. "It's ok if you're feeling a little nervous."
His breath puffed against her neck hotly. "I-I-I'm not n-nervous, Luna."
She smiled wryly, though he couldn't see. "Well, I am." And she bit her lip when his hands moved to hug around her naked stomach. "This feels really good." She laid her head back against his shoulder.
He breathed out against her temple, "It does."
She grinned. Doesn't take much to get him aroused, does it?
The mischievous girl smiled before placing a hand on her brother's knee. "You can touch me if you'd like, Linc."
That warm air was getting closer, coming out in quicker pants, and it was making her mind foggy.
"A-anywhere?"
Her heart racing nervously, but also in excitement, she turned in his lap so her face met his, and she kissed him. Her soft lips pressed against his and she tingled pleasurably. As she pulled back, her tongue darted out to lick a hot path across his panting mouth. "My body is yours. You can do whatever you want~"
Now, that sounded a lot needier than Luna intended but she wouldn't take it back… it was the honest truth.
Soon, Lincoln's devilish hands pressed against her arm, and Luna willingly moved it away so his fingers could press against the bottom of her chest. It's not like there was much content, in Luna's mind anyway, and his palms quickly filled themselves to the brim with her mounds… but she could care less when he began rubbing against her aroused peaks.
She gasped softly, her mouth parting open to let air lazily move in and out of her panting lungs. She leaned back, resting her head against her brother's shoulder again, placing her hand above them on the shower wall. She felt his lips descend upon her temple and she let out a whimper.
She began rocking lightly, feeling his rigid member slide through her cheeks tortuously. Her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she forced herself not to lift herself any more than necessary. Unbelievable how he hasn't noticed yet.
But, gosh, how easy she could take him inside… her already slick from her escapades with Luan, him soaked through with water. He could pierce her in one long, slow thrust and bottom out. Then, she wouldn't need to desperately spread herself in bathwater, hoping for just a drop of his essence to settle within her. If she tilted just a little more, then she could back her body up against him as far as she could go, until he was deep inside her… and as she orgasmed, her walls pulsing and squeezing and milking his member, he'd burst within her womb in rapture. She cried out as she continued fantasizing, that boiling fluid pooling in the very back, slowly leaking deeper and deeper until it mixed with her own sex's essence… creating life.
Her brother's fingers danced lightly over her breasts, teasing her nipples exquisitely; her own hips jerking in a steady rhythm which had his slick head move against her flower pleasurably.
"W-what do you think?" she breathlessly asked her brother.
"Amazing~"
Her flush deepened as she craned her head around to kiss his temple.
"Do you want to see me?"
She felt him nod, and she gasped when a hand had grazed her skin lightly as it moved down to her pubic hair... not where she wanted, but close. "Good, 'cause I want to see you, too."
Gently, she lifted herself off her brother's comfy lap and deposited herself on the basin floor.
The waves crashed against his body as his hungry finally gazed upon Luna's blushing lips. She was heaving, her parted mouth looking so tantalizing. Her tongue barely resting on her lower teeth looked so delicious… he was reminded of their first kiss they shared just yesterday, and he wondered what her mouth would taste like as his tongue invaded? After all, his tongue had already danced intimately with two of his sisters'... what's a third in the grand scheme of things?
His eyes roamed down her neck, watching drops of water or sweat roll down her bobbing throat. They rested along the dimple of her upper chest, and he could see freckles begin to dot everywhere. They drew his eyes along her shoulders, which lifted up and down as the poor girl struggled to collect her breath, and down her sides where they sloped gently to two small peaks.
He gulped painfully, his hands twitching, urging his mind to throw them on the girl before him. "Beautiful…"
Luna smiled lustily. "So are you." And she meant it; unable to rip her eyes away from his boyish chest, his defined stomach muscles from his workouts with Lynn… or that demon pulsing between his legs. And even though it was submerged in the water, she could see it well enough to cause a torrent of pleasure to wash over her limbs, tingling all the way down to her curling toes.
She leaned back, placing a hand behind her so she could lift her hips out of the water. Her other hand slid down the wet plane of her stomach, threading her fingers through her soaked curls to push them out of the way.
She saw the way his pupils dilated, how his hand inched forward before he could stop it. And she gave him a lopsided grin. "Do you want to touch me, Lincy~?"
His face paled, a shiver running up his body. He was entranced by the sight of her, and heaven knows what he truly wanted to do… But he shook his head. "I-it's not right, Luna." He bent his head away, staring at a rubber ducky floating absently by his leg.
Her face softened considerably as she saw his face darken, the corners of his eyes crinkling. She sighed internally and sat back down, reaching a hand to touch his cheek. She caressed him softly, rubbing his cheekbone with her thumb. "What makes you say that, little bro?"
She saw him take in a ragged breath before turning his face toward her, and she felt the breath catch in her throat at the stagmire of emotions expressed through his sad eyes. She felt her heart pull towards him, desiring so much to give him peace, let those feelings flow through him.
She was caught with a stunning realization. The others only pushed him farther into his despair. She bit her lip. Obviously, it'd be more fun, not to mention a billion times more interesting, if she just continued with her seductive charms…
I mean, the poor boy was just a helpless sheep, held down by the fangs in his sisters' maws. It'd be unbelievably easy to… do a lot of things to her innocent brother. But could she live with herself when she saw the regretful tears fall from his pinked eyes, the heartbreak he showed at giving in and defiling his sisters?
She could have screamed then; at how much her sex drive urged her on because it sounded so hot, but her heart constricted painfully inside her ribs, that block of ice slipped down into her stomach again.
She wouldn't be a monster. They were a lot of things, and corrupting your brother to ensure their happy little harem thrived until they grew old and died was one thing… but Luna needed Lincoln to be a willing partner.
She knew her heart would die if they… if she… ended up raping him.
And that simply wasn't an option.
So, with a deep breath she crushed her libido, stuffing it deep under the surface, and smiled warmly at her brother. "Let's get dressed, Linc. We're gonna go see Luan."
His eyes opened wide, his face paling much more. "W-w-why!?"
She leaned over and kissed him at the corner of his mouth. "Oh, I have a feeling she'll be able to explain this better than I could." She nearly giggled at his deer-in-the-headlights look. "Oh, Linc, how can you be so cute?" She sighed dreamily.
He frowned, giving her a playful push as he hurried out of the tub. "I'm not cute!"
She giggled cutely, whistling wolfishly once he finished donning underwear. "Wow… my panties look pretty good on you."
He blushed a beet red once he looked down and saw them, his member bulging them out dangerously. "Oh. My. Gosh!"
The poor boy, so flustered by his sister's alure that he didn't even realize whose underwear he was even putting on.
She smirked as she got out and reached for his briefs, slipping them over her feet, pulling them slowly up her legs. "As I said… you're positively adorable~"
His cheeks aching in embarrassment. "Give me my underwear back, Luna."
She pressed a kiss to his nose, smooshing her pert breasts against his flushed body. "Why don't you make me, handsome boy~?"
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