Thanks for the encouragement, everyone. This is my first fanfic for The Loud House so I'm kind of nervous. I will be posting the chapters as they come back from my beta reader, so it could all be posted quickly or slowly depending. Again, thank you and I hope you stick around...things are going to get hot.
Five teenage girls and one adolescent boy sat around a coffee table on which stood an open pizza box and six plastic cups. Lori looked vaguely annoyed. Leni smiled widely. Luna's arms were crossed over her chest and her head was tilted back. Lynn sat forward, her shoulders squared. Luan sat on her knees, her hands resting on her legs and her back straight. Their brother, his legs crossed, looked nervous. His face was pale and a sheen of sweat stood out on his forehead. He blotted his moist palms on his knees and took a deep breath. He didn't know why he was so anxious. Sure, he fully expected Lynn and Lori (at least Lynn and Lori) to dare him to do embarrassing stuff, but that wasn't all of it.
He suddenly didn't want the slice of pizza sitting on a plate in his lap.
"I'll go first," Lynn said, sitting up straighter and arching her back. She grinned wickedly at Lincoln, and he gulped. When she turned to Luna, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Luna," Lynn said, "truth or dare?"
Luna rolled her eyes up to the ceiling and thought for a moment. "Truth."
Lynn's smile flashed. "Is it true you shit yourself in the third grade?"
Lori laughed and Luna's face turned red. "Uh...pass."
"No," Lynn said, leaning into Luna's face, "no passing. You have to answer the question honestly."
Luna threw her head back and sighed. "Yes, I shit myself in the third grade. I was sick, though."
Lori covered her mouth with her hands. "I remember that. Mom had to bring her a new pair of pants. She left a brown trail down the hall on her way to the office."
Luna turned away from her giggling sisters and stared at the front door, or maybe the coatrack. Her cheeks blazed, and Lincoln felt bad for her. That had to be embarrassing. He imagined how he would feel if he pooped himself in school, and shuddered. Lynn was looking at Leni now. "Your turn. Truth or dare?"
"Hmmm," Leni said, tapping her chin with her index finger, "truth."
"Is it true you wear dirty underwear every day?"
Leni gaped. "Gross! No!"
Lynn laughed mockingly and clapped her hands. "Lori says you do."
Leni shot Lori a dirty look. Lori's eyes widened. "I didn't say that," she said, shaking her head.
"Truth or dare?" Lynn asked, looking at Lori.
"Uh, truth."
"Is it true you've gone all the way with Bobby?"
Lincoln coughed as his sisters all looked at Lori with scrutinizing eyes. Lori looked around the room and uttered a nervous laugh. "Uh...no...not all the way." She was blushing.
"Part of the way?" Luan asked, cocking her head.
Lincoln was beginning to feel really uncomfortable. He squirmed and tried to think of a way to beg off without looking like a flake.
"I'm not telling," Lori said. She crossed her arms.
Luna snickered. "I heard she tossed his salad in the girl's bathroom."
"Ew!" Lori squealed. "No!"
"I, like, walked in on something," Leni said.
Lincoln's face burned as Luna, Lynn, and Luan let out a chorus of oooooos. Lori's head whipped toward Leni. "You didn't walk in on anything." It was painfully obvious from the stricken expression on her face that Leni did walk in on something. What, Lincoln didn't know, and he didn't want to know.
"That's not what it looked like," Leni taunted, leaning in. "It looked like you were suc –" the rest of the thought came out muffled because Lori had clamped her hand over her sister's mouth. Luna threw back her head and laughed, and Luan snickered behind her hand. Lynn favored her second-oldest sister with raised eyebrows. "Sucking his dick?"
Leni, her eyes narrowing evilly, nodded. Lincoln's stomach felt strange and he looked down at his lap, his face and neck burning hotly. He would have gotten up and left right then but he was frozen in place. He suddenly wished Luna had left him in his room. Pizza wasn't worth this.
Sighing frustratedly, Lori yanked her hand away from Leni's mouth and crossed her arms. "That's not what we were doing," she said.
"Lori plays the skin flute," Luna said, and then leaned her forehead against Lynn's as both girls laughed.
"She was, like, really working it," Leni said with a half-smile.
They laughed harder.
"Shut up!" Lori yelled.
Waving her hand and shaking her head, Lynn tried to catch her breath. "Alright, alright...Luan...truth or dare?"
Luan looked like a doe in the headlights. Either choice would lead to embarrassment. "Uh...truth."
Lynn leaned across the table, a predatory look in her eyes. Lincoln looked away. This was going to be bad. "Is it true," Lynn said lowly, "that you watch porn on your phone at night?"
Luna laughed uproariously.
It is human nature to look into the maw of horror, pain, and suffering – like car accidents. Lincoln was human. He looked up at Luan. Her face was beet red and her mouth worked soundlessly. He could tell it was true, and that surprised him. Girls like porn, too?
"No," Luan finally said, her voice shaky.
"You're a liar," Luna said. She looked at her other sisters. "She does it every night. She watches the screen like" – here she opened her mouth and eyes as wide as they would go. Lynn, Lori, and Leni laughed cruelly. "The other night her headphones came out and it sounded like a barnyard. Bahhhh, moooo, oink-oink."
Luan bent her head and pressed her hands to her face to hide her shame. "I don't watch that kind of porn," she said lowly.
"What kind of porn do you watch?" Lynn asked.
Luan didn't reply, and Lincoln hoped she didn't. He really didn't want to hear what turned his sister on.
That thought sent a rippling pang through his stomach. What turns my sister on.
"Regular stuff."
Lynn fixed her malevolent eyes on Lincoln, and his heart stopped mid-beat. "Lincy..." she said in a singsong voice, "it's your turn. Truth or dare?"
Lincoln opened his mouth but couldn't speak around the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. Lynn's smile widened sharply at his distress. "C'mon, Linc," she said, "truth or dare?" He looked around the table. All of his sisters were looking at him with twinkles in their eyes, and he felt like he was on fire.
"T-T-Truth," he finally stammered.
"Is it true you jack off in the shower?"
Lincoln's heart bounced painfully against his chest, and a hot flush crept across his body from the crown of his head to the tips of his toes.
Lori giggled. "Look at him, he's going to literally die of embarrassment."
He jerked his eyes from one sister to the next. He felt lightheaded.
"It's true," Luna said with a grin, "I've stepped in it."
"Gross!" Lori shrieked and threw her hands up. Lincoln felt two inches tall.
"I've always wondered what that white stuff in the drain is," Leni said. "That's what it looks like?"
Why? Why did he do it in the shower? He should have known better. Now they all knew...
"I better never step in your stuff, you little twerp," Lori said, "or I will turn you into a human pretzel."
"You say that now," Lynn said, "but the next time you're taking a shower, you're gonna step in it on purpose."
"God, yuck!"
"Feel it squish between your toes..."
"Lynn, you're sick!"
Leni looked at her older sister with half-lidded eyes. "What's the matter, Lori, is Lincy's cum not good enough for you? You sure slurped Bobby's up."
Lori paled while everyone – except Lincoln – laughed. That's it, he thought, he was going to die...he was going to lay down and die from the humiliation.
Lynn took a drink from her cup and sighed. "Well...since everyone went truth on the first round...everyone's going dare this time."
"What about you?" Lori asked. "You didn't go."
"I don't have to, I'm the game master."
"We're the game masters," Luna said. "Truth or dare?"
"But –"
"Truth," Luna said, grinning, "or dare?"
Lynn sighed. "Truth."
"Is it true you wrote Billy Mitchell a love letter with little hearts and everything?"
Lynn gasped. "No! I did not do that!"
"His brother says someone with the initials L.L did," Luna grinned.
"It was Luan!"
Luan held up her hands and shook her head. "It wasn't me. I don't go for jocks."
"You wrote a love letter?" Lori laughed. "With little hearts? Wow! Next you'll be buying him flowers and writing him sappy poetry!"
"It wasn't me," Lynn growled.
"Do you want me to make you a pretty dress?" Leni asked. "Ohhh, then we can do your hair and make-up!"
Lynn's face was as red as her jersey, and her eyes flashed.
"Awww," Lori teased, "Lynn and her Billy-boo-boo-bear."
"Shut up!" She whipped her head toward Luna. "I dare you to slap yourself across the face."
Luna crocked an eyebrow. "Yeah?"
"Yeah. Do it. Chicken."
Luna rolled her eyes. She raised her hand, opened it, and tapped her cheek. "Ow," she said.
"Hard."
Luna pulled back and slapped herself harder. A meaty smack resounded through the room. Satisfied, Lynn looked at Leni. "I dare you to break your sunglasses."
Leni winced. "But I need them."
"Pfft," Lori said, "you never even wear them."
Leni sighed, snatched her glasses off her head, and snapped them. She threw the remains at Lynn. "There."
Lynn looked at Lori next. "You...dump your soda on your shirt."
"Uh...I'm not doing that."
"You have to."
"No," Lori said, "I don't."
"Then you can't play anymore."
"Fine." She got up, grabbed the pizza box and her cup, and went around the side of the couch. "You losers have fun." On the stairs, she threw a glance over her shoulder. "Buh-bye," she said in her fakest, sugariest voice.
Flipping her off, Lynn glanced at Luan. "Luan...what should I make you do?"
Luan's throat worked as she swallowed hard.
A mischievous smile spread across Lynn's face as it came to her. She whipped her head around, her ponytail swishing, and whispered into Luna's ear. Luna's eyes widened and she looked at her sister with furrowed brows. Lynn turned to Luan, her lips sucked in and her eyes dancing with trouble. Lincoln didn't know what she had in mind, but he knew that whatever it was, it was devious.
"Luan..." she intoned, "kiss Lincoln. With tongue."