Lincoln didn't stay mad for long. When you live in a house with that many other boys you get used to finding yourself in the occasional fight. It only took a few minutes for him to get over it, and by the next day he had nearly forgotten about Loki's rudeness entirely. But Loki hadn't forgotten. Loki had been thinking about it ever since. Loki had been thinking about how much fun it had been to have his way with the little boy. About how easy it had been. About how much further he knew he could take it. And his mind was filled with ideas.
Loki had been growing more and more frustrated ever since his girlfriend had moved to the big city. He had originally been supportive of her and her family, but looking back if he had known her absence was going to leave him feeling this, well... backed up, he probably would have fought against it much harder. The hollow entertainment of pornography could only provide him with so much relief, and he had grown accustomed to having more than just his own hand available to him. Sometimes he felt like he was going out of his mind. He needed something more. But he loved Bebe, and he didn't want to risk their relationship by acting out and impulsively cheating.
But that little bit of fun on the couch yesterday had planted a dark seed in his mind that was now sprouting into an even darker urge. He knew how much Lincoln looked up to him and he understood the power that he held over him. As Lincoln's eldest sibling he had a natural manifest authority over the boy that ran deep and strong. He knew the weight with which his words and actions carried in the mind of the boy and he knew that if that wasn't enough to control Lincoln that the implied threat of violence would be. The little eleven year old twerp was easy pickings.
The more Loki thought about it the more he wanted it, and by the next afternoon he had thought about it a lot. By the time he saw Lincoln shuffling down the upstairs hallway and into the bathroom his mind was made up.
Lincoln was lost in thought, unaware of his surroundings and perhaps not as alert to what could be happening around him as someone living in a house this chaotic should always be. He wandered into the bathroom and took a wiz in a mild daze, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of science fiction and haunted houses. When he was done he began washing his hands like a good boy when he noticed someone else's reflection sharing space with him in the small bathroom mirror.
"Don't stop scrubbing Lincoln. I can still smell you all the way over here", the reflection taunted. "Sh-shut up Loki" Lincoln whimpered gently, taken aback a bit by this abrupt and unexpected violation of the sanctity of bathroom privacy. Loki smiled and moved in closer behind Lincoln. He put his hands gently on Lincoln's shoulders, which tensed up in response to his touch. "You know I was just kidding yesterday right?" he said soothingly "I didn't mean to make you cry." Loki began to massage Lincoln's shoulders lightly.
Lincoln made eye contact with Loki through the mirror and recognized a devious glint in the older boy's eyes. "Stop it!" Linc exclaimed and attempted to shrug off Loki's hands. Loki just moved in closer, tightening up behind Lincoln and wrapping his arms around the boy's torso. "Don't be like that." Loki chided, pressing his abs against the back of the boy's head. "I was just joking" Loki said gently and pressed against Lincoln, pushing him into the sink. "I actually like the way you smell".
Lincoln could feel Loki's breath in his ear and blowing through the white hairs on the back of his head. He could feel Loki's flat stomach pressing against his head and Loki's legs and thighs pressing against his back and shoulders. This close contact was beginning to fluster Lincoln. He didn't know what Loki wanted or what he was doing and he didn't know if he was about to get a beating or a hug. He was scared but he was also excited. He looked into the mirror again and tried to study Loki's face for clues as to what the his older brother was thinking when Loki's grin widened and took on a more malevolent appearance. "uh oh" Lincoln gulped.