Chapter Eleven
"The lesson I'm going to give you is actually twofold. Both relate to your eyes. Your bionic eyes are far more powerful than any organic eyes. They have the electronic equivalent of fifteen color cones. As a result, you may not have been paying attention, but you can increase the number of colors that your eyes can identify. Close your eyes and focus on increasing color contrast in your eyes." Lisa said. Lincoln nodded. He closed his eyes, taking deep breaths and opening them again, seeing a vast array of colors that caused him to gasp, closing his eyes again.
The colors were so bright and so many. Things were so well-defined. He looked around again and he could easily see colors that he never knew existed. As he focused, he closed his eyes and commanded them to further increase the number of colors. He liked it, though it would take time to get used to.
"Good, good. Now, focus on the infrared spectrum. I've placed things around the room that are invisible to the naked eye." Lisa said. Lincoln closed his eyes and then opened them, gasping as he was able to see things in strange colors, but also pictures on the walls that weren't there before.
"Good, now, heat vision." Lisa said. Lincoln did that and saw that Lisa was running a slight fever.
"Are you alright, Lisa?" Lincoln asked.
"Yes. Why?" Lisa asked.
"My eyes say that you have a temperature of 99.2." Lincoln said. Lisa nodded. His eyes could tell him specifically what temperature someone had, though he could also just read the colors once he got more accustomed to them.
"I've been putting more work into my experiments than I normally would. I appreciated your request for me to take breaks. But I really have little time right now." Lisa said.
"Speaking of little time, how are you doing with studying for your SATs?" Lisa asked.
"Oh, pretty well. I'll be taking them soon and actually, I would appreciate any help you could give me." Lincoln said. Lisa nodded.
"I would actually be happy to give you help. I would like to see how well the bionic enhancements do at enhancing you mentally as well as physically. So I'll meet with you once a week for three hours to give you a practice SAT." Lisa said.
"The rest of the time, I expect you to follow my study plans and study at least two hours a day." Lisa said. Lincoln nodded. He was sure that Lisa hadn't needed to study at all for her SATs. But he was glad that she was willing to help him study for his.
He would be taking them in about two months and he felt that he would do pretty well even on his own. But with Lisa, he had high hopes that he would do much better.
"Good. Now, let's give you a practice test today. That will tell me what I have to work with and where we should start." Lisa said. Lincoln nodded, taking the practice test. He sat down, taking his pencil. Lisa hit the timer for three hours and watched as he took the SAT. He finished in about 2 and a half hours. She took the SAT and had him wait while she graded it. She nodded in places, shook her head in others.
Finally, after almost an hour, she nodded.
"You did fairly well. You got a 1345. That's quite competitive, but I believe you can do better. Your grade was the second best in the family. However, you only got 40 points better than Lori." Lisa said.
"I believe you can do much better." Lisa said. Lincoln nodded. Lisa often said that he was the second most intelligent member of the family after herself. And given that she'd tested with an IQ of 208.3, it was almost impossible for anyone else in the family to be more intelligent than her.
"Your grade suffered most in science. Not surprising. Your strength has always been in the social science: English, Languages, History. But you seemed to do fairly well in Math. We'll focus mostly on Science and Math, but keep up your studying in your other areas as well." Lisa said.
"You can go for now. I'll give you a study guide each week on Saturday to work on over the week. You'll take one practice SAT each week and I expect you to spend at least 14 hours a week studying or an average of 2 hours a day." Lisa said. Lincoln nodded.
This was an intense program, but he had faith that Lisa knew what she was doing, even if she still lacked some of the social finesse that would have made her a more relatable teacher.
"Good, you can go out and exercise or whatever you wish to do." Lisa said.
"I'll also be taking time out of each week to test your new physical abilities with your bionic organs." Lisa said. Lincoln went out and tested how extensive his enhancements were as a result of his bionics.
He felt a bit heavier, but as he started running, he realized that the extra weight was easy to overcome as a result of the fact that he didn't tire as quickly and could run full speed for longer. His lungs allowed him to power up hills without getting out of breath. His nanomachines decreased his fatigue toxins, so his muscles didn't get tired as quickly. His heart wasn't pounding like it used to after a sprint. He went for a good run to test out his abilities, modifying his course to include a steep hill that most expert runners or bikers didn't even go up due to its difficulty.
He was a bit out of breath once he got to the top, but he recovered quickly and continued his route, going to Jordan's house, excited to tell her about his new bionics. He rushed to her house, knocking on her door.
"Hey, Linc. Come on in. You look like you've had a good run. Sit down, I'll get some water for us." Jordan said. Lincoln nodded. He kissed Jordan as he walked in, sitting down in the kitchen with her. She poured some water from the sink.
"You know my parents. No bottled water, as few bottled drinks as possible and we recycle everything." Jordan said, chuckling at her parents' eco consciousness. Lincoln nodded. He drank the water gratefully. He was quite thirsty. Even with nanomachines, he still sweated while he exercised.
"So, what brings you to my place, Lincoln?" Jordan asked.
"Lisa implanted me with bionic organs and I wanted to tell you about them." Lincoln said.
Jordan was silent for a long moment, then she laughed.
"That would make an interesting science fiction comic. Are you drawing and writing one?" Jordan asked. She stopped laughing though when she saw that he wasn't laughing.
"Oh, shit. You're serious." She said. Lincoln nodded, closing his eyes and opening them, showing that they were glowing slightly. Lisa hadn't lingered on his X-Ray vision, but she had mentioned that he had it, and he looked around the house.
"The television is on the news right now, but it's muted." Lincoln said.
"What? How did you know?" Jordan asked. Lincoln tapped his eyebrow and she saw that his eyes were glowing.
"You have X-Ray vision? Can you see through people's clothes?" Jordan asked, actually sounding a bit jealous. Lincoln chuckled.
"Theoretically, yes. But I would have to be focusing on the individual and turn on the X-Ray Vision.
"I can't do it passively. In other words, I don't see through everyone's clothes I look at." Lincoln said. Jordan sighed.
"Oh." She said, sounding relieved. Lincoln nodded, kissing her.
"You and Lucy are the only girls I want." Lincoln said. He knew that he would be happy dating Stella as well. But he wasn't ready to go there yet. He knew that Lucy was still a little uncertain about their relationship. She was still facing some issues of insecurity when it came to Jordan.
He wanted to make sure Lucy was completely secure in the relationship before he even thought about adding anyone else to the relationship. And it was likely that Jordan wouldn't want that. And it was further likely that Stella wouldn't be okay with a poly relationship. He hadn't even expected Jordan to be okay with a poly relationship. That the relationship was going so well at the moment was a series of unlikely events coming together in his favor… God, that sounded arrogant. He sighed, kissing Jordan.
"Are you really okay with me dating both you and Lucy?" Lincoln asked.
He was still a little bit dazzled that this had all happened like this. Jordan laughed.
"Yes. It's just a matter of whether I'm secure enough in myself to accept that you like more than one person. I am and I do." Jordan said. She kissed him back, sitting down with him, her hands moving over his chest and sides, kissing him lovingly on the lips.
"It's cool with me. I'm happy that you're happy." She moaned lightly, stroking her cheek lightly.
"Jordan." Lincoln breathed, kissing Jordan's neck lightly, his tongue flicking over her throat, causing Jordan's breath to hitch as he pulled her shirt over her head.
"Stop, stop. Let's go up to my room." Jordan said. Lincoln nodded, following the sandy haired girl up to her bedroom. Lincoln kissed Jordan passionately now, hiking up her shirt, pulling it over her head. He groped her breasts lightly as he kissed her.
Jordan smiled, pushing him down on the bed, stroking his chest. Lincoln looked up, his eyes glazing over slightly with desire. The two made out passionately as they took off their own and each other's clothes. Jordan slowly kissed down Lincoln's chest and stomach, taking control of the situation. Lincoln moaned and sighed happily. His chest and stomach were still as bare and free of hair as they had been when he was eleven, though he'd grown much taller and was much stronger and more athletic than when he was eleven. Jordan kissed and nipped his chest and stomach as she moved downward.
Jordan smirked at Lincoln's moans as she kissed and nipped his stomach, biting around his bellybutton, leaving a mark there that she was sure would leave a scar. It was bleeding a bit. She licked it, smirking at the gasp that escaped the white haired boy's mouth. Jordan saw that Lincoln's manhood twitched at the sensation. She continued to kiss lower, kissed his balls, slowly kissing up along his shaft, smiling at the whining, whimpering sounds he made, teasing him with her tongue a bit until she reached the tip, curling it around him. He let out a long, loud moan as she slowly went down on him.
She continued to use her tongue. It was a bit of an effort. He was definitely pretty big, so she had a bit of trouble. But his gasps and moans made it worth it. She let out a gurgling sound as he climaxed, moaning out his release. He growled, gripping the sheets. The first time she'd given him oral, he'd grabbed her head when he released. Needless to say, Jordan wasn't happy. He'd gone home almost right after. He didn't want to do that again. She went to the bathroom, spitting out his seed. She was willing to give him oral. She wasn't willing to swallow. She'd made that clear to him the first time they'd done it.
She washed her mouth out with water and mouthwash and came back, kissing him on the lips, lying down on the bed as he put on a condom, kissing her as he pushed into her, moving slowly inside her, his hands moving over her body, groping her breasts lightly, pinching her nipples. Jordan let out a long gasp of pleasure as he continued moving. As the energy built, he started moving faster, getting a bit rougher, closing his eyes as he built up to his finish. He thrust a few more times, moaning out his release. Jordan sighed. She hadn't finished yet. Lincoln had gotten good at telling when Jordan wasn't done yet.
And the fact that he could see heat signatures now, he could tell she hadn't finished. She was close. He kissed between her legs, his tongue moving over her most sensitive spot, teasing it lightly. Jordan whined in pleasure as he teased his tongue into her, flicking it gently. Jordan was really close. Lincoln had brought her close already when they were making love. Now, she was right on the edge. He brought her over when he curled his tongue, flicking it one last time, sending her off the edge. She growled out her release, trembling in pleasure as he continued until she finished.
He laid down with her in his arms, cuddling with her, kissing her lovingly, stroking her hair.
"Mmmm… You still don't last quite as long as me. But you're good at finishing me off anyway." Jordan chuckled. Lincoln laughed sheepishly.
"Well… Yeah." He said.
"After this, would you like to go running with me?" Lincoln asked. Jordan was on the soccer team and she ran most days. Sometimes they ran together.
Jordan shrugged. She'd run that morning. But she could stand to run again.
"How did you manage to get in such good shape so quickly?" Jordan asked. Lincoln laughed.
"Well, between having an Olympic athlete in the house and having a sister who's a world celebrated scientist in multiple fields. She even created a full gym's worth of futuristic weight machines. I think she's working now on combining it all into one machine so that a person can have a full gym in their basement or whatever." Lincoln said. Jordan chuckled. Lisa really was dynamic in her inventions.
Lincoln's phone started ringing.
"Hey, Lise… What's up?" Lincoln asked.
"I need your assistance this weekend. I'm featured at a scientific symposium, and I'm displaying my bionic organs and my UDOM. And I would like you to be a model of their success." Lisa said.
"Sure. I'd be happy to be a model at your science show." Lincoln said. Lisa smiled.
"Thank you, Elder Brother. This is sure to show the world exactly what I can do." Lisa smirked.
Lincoln nodded, kissing Jordan lovingly.
"I have to get going. I have studying to do for the SATs and also do some working out. I'm sure that Lisa will want me to continue training so she can see exactly how far I can go with the bionic organs. And Lisa will probably want to go over with me what she wants me to do at the symposium." Lincoln said. Jordan nodded. She really admired Lincoln. He was really devoted to his family, and she liked that about him. He had ten sisters and he was able to do most of the things they could do, if not quite as well.
He could play golf with Lori and be her caddy. He could talk fashion with Leni and knew what to wear in various situations, and he looked great in the clothes she made for him to model. He wasn't great with guitar, but he could play better than average, and she had a feeling he could play a few other instruments as well. He was good at performance and could tell jokes pretty well, though he wasn't quite as good at it as Luan, who had an entire business centered around it. He was quite strong and athletic, though he was hardly an Olympic level athlete like Lynn. He was creative and good at writing.
He could help Lana with fixing things. He had the kind of mind that allowed that, though Lana was the prodigy at it. He could help Lola prepare for her pageants and prepare to perform in commercials and whatnot. He could help Lisa with her experiments and be her lab assistant and he was pretty good at art, and could work with Lily on her paintings if she wanted his help. She admired that he'd built up such a variety of skills to help his sisters. He wasn't the best in any of those fields. But he was good, and he put his skills to good use. Lincoln joked that he was a Bard or maybe a Rogue.
He was a jack of all trades, but a master of few. He was great at drawing and writing stories for his comics, and it showed in his trust fund, though Jordan didn't know much about the trust. She knew that he had a source of money for their dates. But his Full House Gang comics had succeeded beyond Lincoln's imagination and he got 20% of the royalties on Full House Gang merchandise. Lincoln got his shoes on and ran home, going in and taking a shower first before going to Lisa's room.
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"Okay. Do you need to go over anything for your symposium?" Lincoln asked.
"Not really. You just need to show up at this address and follow instructions. If you can do that, then we'll be fine." Lisa said. Lincoln nodded, heading back to his room, being intercepted by Lucy, who looked at him.
"You were with Jordan." Lucy said. Lincoln nodded.
"Did you have a good time. His flushed expression, the smell on him. She could tell he'd had sex.
Lincoln nodded, going to Lucy's room with her. Lynn was out. She almost always was, training for the next Summer Olympics. So they had the room to themselves. He held Lucy in his arms. He could tell that she was feeling jealous, but guilty about feeling jealous.
"Lucy… It's okay. I don't love you any less. Yes, I was with Jordan. I love you both." Lincoln said. Lucy nodded, curling up with Lincoln, curling her hands into his shirt, resting her head on his chest, smiling as she just rested on his chest.
"You don't have a heartbeat. Are you undead?" Lucy asked, feeling a bit excited.
"I don't think so. Lisa gave me bionic organs. So maybe the heart doesn't have a bea…"
"Oh, there it is. It's just slow." And it didn't have to beat hard, so if you weren't paying close attention, it might be hard to notice it. Most of the work the heart did was internal. Lincoln stroked Lucy's hair.
"My dark queen of the night." Lincoln cooed. Lucy purred happily at the moniker he'd given her. She liked that title. She smiled as he kissed her, holding her and stroking her hair lightly.
Lucy didn't really want sex. She'd been happy to give it to Lincoln to consummate their forbidden relationship. But overall, she liked cuddling and going on dates and going on walks. She liked hearing his breathing while she rested on his chest. She loved feeling his warmth. She was only 13 though. Maybe she would come to like sex more as she got older. She fell asleep in Lincoln's arms, smiling in her sleep. Fortunately, few would question it. The whole family knew that Lincoln and Lucy were close and that they were often together.
They had been that way since Lucy was eight and Lincoln helped her with her panic attacks. And Lucy valued the time they had spent together, even if the whole time hadn't been as lovers. She valued everything Lincoln had given to her. He knew her well and was always so thoughtful of her. Her hand curled up in Lincoln's shirt as she slept.
Lincoln sighed, slowly and gently pulling himself away from her, needing to study for his SATs. A 1345 wouldn't get him into most of the colleges that he wanted to get into. He spent about three hours studying for the SATs, looking through books that Lisa had recommended for him, doing practice quizzes that Lisa had left for him, doing questions on varying fields that Lisa had written out for him. She had really gone all out on Lincoln's study guides.