OUR ACCEPTANCE

To say that Lyra was upset was the understatement of the century, she was furious and Lemy had no way of escaping her wrath. Once he arrived home the first thing he was met with in his room was his dearly beloved putting her hands on him and both tossing and crushing him against the soft mattress of his bed, disorganizing his bedsheets along the way. Now at any other moment this would immediately lead to a passionate make out session which he would never oppose, but the fire in her eyes was not the one he was accustomed to see from her.

'What the hell is happening right now?' He wondered as Lyra kept him pinned to the bed, a nasty snarl on her otherwise gorgeous face, fangs all out and ready to bite down on his gulping throat.

"...uh, yeah...?" Lemy literally had no idea what had gotten into her.

"You sack of shit!" Lyra practically yelled inches from his face as she hovered above him in all her God-given fury, "Lupa...and Lacy too? You've been fucking them both for how many years now?"

'Oh…' Well that explains much, he's so dead.

"Lyra...please let me expl-" An unexpected slap on the left side of his face cut his sentence short. Wincing, his skin stung in pain and before he had a chance to open his eyes, a second slap connected to his right cheek. A barrage of wild slaps from both her hands showered upon the trapped teenager, utterly defenseless at her mercy which she had none at this exact moment.

"Ow! Stop it, stop that!" Lemy raised his hands and protected his face from any more damage, Lyra on the other hand would not relent and continued the assault on her younger brother.

"How could you? Why did you do that to them? Why did you do such a thing to us?" The brunette yelled through their equal struggle as both attempted to out-strength the other. Aside from the obvious physical shots of inflicted pain from her behalf, Lemy was in disarray over what was happening and he knew it was his fault to begin with. He should have come clean to her after getting together, but the fear of rejection was too strong for him to ever admit his past sexual encounters to the only girl he truly loved. Only a week having passed by since becoming a couple and their first major fight was in full swing, pun not intended.

"Please let me talk dammit!" Lemy managed to grab a hold of her right wrist, some-what regaining some control over this conflict of theirs to his favor.

"You-you…" Lyra was stuttering as Lemy finally fought back and grabbed her remaining hand, now using all his strength to hold her in place as she attempted to yank away her arms from his tight grip.

It was around that time that the door to the room swung open and in walked the exact two individuals that spurred this hectic confrontation from the two lovers. Those two had a mutual understanding that Lyra would get confrontational after accidentally learning the truth about her younger siblings arranged friends-with-benefits ordeal, but seeing Lemy struggling to not lose his life against her was not part of that scenario. Lacy stood shocked with both hands wide open, unsure whether to intervene or not, as for Lupa she had an unlit cigarette in mouth and a raised eyebrow as she appeared to show some mild concern to the ongoing fight. Anyhow, while they remained frozen in place, Lemy finally managed to sit back up and be on equal eye level with Lyra.

"I'm sorry, okay! I'm sorry for not telling you." Lemy grunted hard as Lyra's strength began to deplete much to his favorable need.

"We're all sorry Lyra!" Lacy joined in on the conversation to defuse this unwanted fight, taking a few steps towards the two, ready to assist her brother at any given moment, "We...nobody needed...it just...happened."

"What she said." Lupa bluntly said.

Looking at her intensely, Lemy let go of Lyra's wrists and held her by the shoulders, the emotional young woman no longer putting up a fight, "I was afraid...I didn't want to lose you again. I love them both, but what I feel for you is beyond anything else in this world. Lupa...she saw me deep in the slumps and...offered herself willingly...I gave in and accepted."

"He did." Lupa leaned against the wall, having closed the door and locked it so nobody else would intrude on this intimate moment between the four of them.

"Lacy followed after, we had each other and helped each other. I...was so broken without you, I...am so sorry for not telling you sooner. You deserved to know and I hid such a huge secret from you, I'm a horrible boyfriend." Lemy sighed, both having calmed down enough to not have their bodies tensed up. As for Lyra, her face was unreadable...something suddenly became off about her

All her anger was gone, in its place only an emotionless expression remained.

"...Don't...you are not horrible, you-you...are not horrible, you are...not...a heartless, soulless, terrible, cruel and abu-...You are none of those things." Lyra went off, mumbling to herself, to him, to them all, it didn't matter, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him for dear life, too afraid that he would simply disappear in the blink of an eye.

Her breathing felt deep and he could feel the beating of her heart as it went at a rapid pace. They were all confused by her sudden switch of emotions, from bloodthirsty to eerily disturbed, Lyra was not acting as the older sister they all remembered. As she mumbled on, hugging her brother tightly, too afraid to let go. Regardless, Lemy hugged her back wanting her to feel safe in his arms. Lacy looked over at Lupa who said nothing and only shrugged at the weird exchange, this was an odd turn of events.

"Hey it's-its...I'm sorry." Lemy whispered to her ear.

Lyra pulled away from him and sat on the corner of the bed, dejectedly staring at the floor with her short hair barely covering up her eyes and the pain they expressed, "I thought...I believed that...I had hoped to return and know that you...were...you know…"

She let out a half hearted chuckle as she ran her fingers through her hair, a small yet unhappy smile on her as she looked over at her youngest sister, "Guess you beat me to it...I ran off like a damn coward and you claimed him before I ever could."

"If you think I took his v-card to spite you, then you are sorely mistaken sis." Lupa took a drag from her now lit cigarette and stared her down, "None of us knew that you were wet for his dick. He just told you that he was so fucking miserable without you, consider me and Lace here as your substitutes, its obvious now that deep in that subconscious inside that dumb skull of his, you were the core of all his sexual fantasies. Lemy has always loved you, we just kept him occupied from returning to that depression of his."

"I'm very sorry if we ruined what you had hoped to be such a special moment among the two of you, honestly...we would have backed off if we had known. Lyra, I'm so deeply sorry for taking Lemy before you ever could." Lacy stood in front of Lyra and got on her knees, placing both her hands on the older girl's lap.

'I have three beautiful girls arguing about who should have fucked me first, wow.' He had to admit that this was a rare occasion for someone of his age to experience, he felt a ping of pride knowing just how popular he truly was with the ladies...even if said ladies were his one blood related sisters.

"You don't have to worry about us anymore, we've called it off." Lacy said which got Lyra to look at her.

"Yeah...it's over. I just want you, they agreed to it." Lemy sat next to her, also placing a hand on her other lap, "As long as we're together, I will never look at another woman the same way I will forever look at you. You're my girlfriend and I love you."

Letting out a deep breath, Lyra placed her head on his shoulder and kindly stroked Lacy's hair, "I love you too, I...freaked out. I was so mad and...hurt, and-and...I guess... it was stupid of me to believe that you would never, uh, get it...on with someone else."

"Yeah...do you want to talk about it?" Lemy awkwardly asked which Lyra immediately got shy over it.

"No...it's...fine."

"Dude, we all just admitted to fucking each other raw, now tell us what position did you envision this young stud here to fuck you into paradise with." Lupa sniggered at their expected reactions, mostly at Lyra who was even redder than before.

"I-I-I...wha-what...what...he...what?" Lyra had been broken as her mouth sputtered out unintelligible words.

"Lupa!" Lacy cried out to the albino who was having a proud grin on her cigarette munching face.

"Hey if you want some pointers you can practice with us girls, how about it." Now all three of them were bursting with utter embarrassment, even likely that the images were swirling on their heads. Lacy was flabbergasted, yet at the same time was already picturing such a steamy girl-on-girl session with Lyra, not something she was writing off at all. Lemy, being a guy he was trying so hard to tame his erection from being so, Lupa had just summoned a most pleasure fantasy he had not or at least attempted to not give full attention too.

"...please stop." Lyra hid her face in shame behind Lemy, unable to deal with such provocative suggestions from her little sister, bad enough that she was sexually attracted to her brother now this had been casted on the table as a possible scenario. Life wasn't so simple as she had hoped for coming back to Michigan.

Taking a seat next to her all four siblings were huddled up together, brought together by a common theme that would carry on in their lives. It was unfortunate for Lemy that things got violent the way they did, but at least now that they had aired their personal thoughts into the open there would hopefully be a stronger bond amongst them. Lyra sat back up and gave out raspy breaths, easing the shock of all that had been said and heard in the last few minutes.

"They don't know, do they?" She didn't have to give out the names for the younger three to be confused about the question.

"No...we've kept it a secret." Lemy confirmed.

"It would be very problematic if they found out." Lacy spoke up.

"Kind of hypocritical for them to even dare say any shit, after all, all four of us are incest babies. Dad loves to keep it in the family, just like us four degenerates." Lupa smothered the bud of her cigarette and flicked it to the nearby trash can. She wasn't wrong on that assessment, then again maybe their parents were hoping for them to not fall down the same path and at least try to live out normal lives with normal relationships, if such a thing was possible when you are well aware of your origin story.

"This is our sin and I'm proud of it, you should be too." Lupa and Lyra shared a moment of silence, their eyes having a mental conversation, "Lyra, you and I...we have our own issues to work with, but I'll back you up...as long as you don't go break this moron's heart."

"Awe! That's so sweet of you Lupa!" Lacy made one of her lovable puppy faces, to which Lupa shyly ignored, trying to hide the fact that she genuinely cared for others and wasn't a stereotypical monotone goth like her mother back in her youth.

"Okay. I get it now. I get it." Lyra held hands with Lemy and out of instinct hooked Lupa under her other arm and dragged her closer to her, Lacy joined in on the group hug by jumping into bed and placing her arms behind Lyra, happily rubbing cheeks with her.

"I love this family…" Lyra with a content, lazy smile proclaimed as she felt a new sensation of relaxation and enlightenment over their united bond.

"So...we all cool now?" Lemy asked, very sure that all had been settled with.

"Well…" Lupa flashed her fangs, a devious smile having morphed, "The foursome is still on the table, what you all say?"

Some Days Later…

The atmosphere around the house was at an all time high in regards to perfection. It really felt like a fun-loving family as opposed to the initial drama that everybody had feared with Lyra coming back. Lincoln was the most proud about the mended relationship between his kids, all they had needed was some proper one-on-one time together, now they had all fully accepted Lyra back into their lives. Lupa had surprised him the most, she had always held an odd grudge against her, they never seemed to get along and it was believed that it would be so for ever, now they were respectfully interacting as sisters. Even right now as he was outside mowing the lawn; which by the way Lemy was meant to be doing, but chose to ditch his chores, Lupa was helping Lyra with the laundry inside the house's basement.

Down by the exact basement the two girls were taking out the washed clothes and dumping the remaining baskets in the washer. Well to be accurate, Lyra was doing most of the work while Lupa hung back against one of the pillars, phone in hands typing away at whatever it was she was viewing on the small screen.

"You guys need to be more conservative with the amount of clothes you wear on a single week." Lyra emptied the last bin of clothes before shutting the lid and cranking the washer on.

"That's mostly your boyfriend, can't stop ripping, tearing or staining so many shirts on days end." Lupa didn't raise her eyes at her, too enthralled by the posts in her twitter feed, "On time he showed up home covered in blood, mud and motor oil, must have been one interesting fight."

"He never changed, did he?" Lyra fondly remembered the memories of four years ago, it felt distant to her, almost like a lost dream that she would never get to relieve again. The washer shook against her body as she leaned backwards upon it enjoying the vibrating sensation against her waist, a free message for a day of chores.

Looking up from her phone, Lupa stared at her sister relaxing against the machine, eyes closed and a lovely smile on her as she appeared to be reminiscing of better times. Wearing just her jeans and shoes with a black crop top sleeveless shirt, showing much more skin that she would have otherwise allowed it under different circumstances, Lyra was by far the most attractive female the young goth had laid her eyes upon. Her body alone was enough to earn her that title alone and the younger girl could see it now.

As the older girl fondly remembered her high school year she felt a large object pressing against her, opening her eyes and looking down she saw Lupa grinning up at her with both arms extending on opposite sides of the washer essentially trapping Lyra in place.

"What are you doing?" Lyra raised an eyebrow at her sister's antics, but dared not to admit that such an act had brought about an unexplained fluttering stir from the pit of her stomach.

"Just wanted to be closer to you. Isn't that what dad and our moms wanted from both of us?" Lupa remained coy as she suddenly, but slowly grinded her chest against her sister's exposed midriff.

"Whoa okay!" Lyra muscled her way off of Lupa who simply giggled at her reaction.

"Hey no need to freak out, it's just me." Lupa put up a faux innocent smile.

"Yeah...that's the problem. It's you." Lyra eyed her cautiously as she stepped around her.

She got an inkling of what the goth teen was up to, whether she was just messing around was all up to debate. Another thing that broke her focus was the reminder that it was just them two alone down here. The perfect trap and Lyra was now the prey. Refusing to be so easily riled up Lyra engaged back into older sister mode and stepped her foot down on Lupa.

"Let's just get back to work now. Enough fooling around."

"It ain't fooling around until our tongues are licking each other." That girl had an unknown ability to use the right words to get a rise out of people, case in point Lyra was now speechless with a red hue across her face.

"W-Will-will you cut it out already?" Lyra raised her voice, but the authority behind her tone was crumbling with each word spoken.

"Look...it's only fair that since I had Lemy first I should return the favor and have you too. Call it a fair trade, besides it's also not fair for you to tease me with such a magnificent body. I'm actually getting very wet just imagining you naked." Lupa seductively bit her thumb while unzipping her jacket with the other hand.

Lyra rushed her, stopping her act in motion from descending any further more than she could help herself, "How much money do I have to give you? You want pizza? Is there anything for sale that you really want to own, give me something. I'll give it to you, but please… stop messing around like this."

"I'm just fucking with you." She laughed at her older sister's expense, "Don't get me wrong I wouldn't mind, but I guess you're not really into chicks that much right?"

"Right…" Lyra stood back up with a groan. If her younger sister wasn't ignoring and hissing at her before, she now found a new method to get on her nerves and unfortunately it was very effective.

Soon enough the two of them cleaned out the washer and placed all the wet laundry on the dryer and left it there to do its job. The two of them began walking out the basement when Lyra turned back around to speak to Lupa.

"Just so we're clear...it's not that you are not...attractive I just, uh…its weird its all." Lyra summarized the best she could without sounding rude to Lupa.

"Dating your own brother and wanting to fuck him isn't?" Lupa countered, always quick to point out the hypocrisy of others.

"...You win this round." Lyra rolled her eyes and turned back around towards the staircase leading up to the hallway.

"Hey, Lyra?" Lupa called out to her, who was already half-way up the stairs, "I've been thinking...you were pissed off at Lemy for sleeping around. Expecting him to remain pure until you ever decide to return home and live out your romantic fantasy, correct? Well what about you then? Four years in L.A. and surrounded by thousands of young strangers of the same age as you; frat boys, jocks, fellow classmates, all the students. Hate to say it like this, but are you even a virgin? Did you really not mess around for so long just for Lemy? Kind of stupid of you to be mad at him if you did the same too"

During the whole time Lyra stood in place, solid as a statue, not once turning around to look at Lupa as she waited for a response. It got very quiet at the moment, a tension that neither of them knew hovered in the air around them, Lyra still refused to look back at her. Lupa saw her clenching her hand tight into a fist, something had unsettled her, something that she either said or is remembering. The young girl kept both her hands in her sweater's pockets, quietly waiting, a neutral expression on her as she looked up at her.

"Of course I'm still a virgin…" Lyra scoffed, slightly glancing back at her. And with that said she climbed up the stairs, leaving Lupa behind alone with her thoughts.

Later That Night…

After dinner Luna approached her kids with a proposition. It was hard to hide her excitement as she grinned widely at them. Both of them knew she was up to something and waited for the reveal. Sitting down between them, the rocker pulled out a pair of tickets and happily flashed them. Leaning closer to see, Lemy and Lyra read out the words Concert live this Saturday at 10 pm.

"Cool, I haven't been to a concert in ages!" Lemy was now equally excited as his mother.

"My producer is tight with the band and got me access tickets. A small gift to celebrate my soon to be released album." Luna explained.

"Well...at least it's on a weekend." Lyra added, more concerned with Lemy's school studies. He was failing at math and science at the moment.

"So you three ready to rock this Saturday?" Luna beamed at them both, eagerly waiting for their answers. This was the perfect opportunity to bond with her children after all three of them had been far apart for too long.

"Wait, what about dad?" Lemy quickly realized as there were only three tickets in her hand.

On cue Lincoln walked by with a flashlight and long stick in hand followed by Lacy, "I'm taking Lynn and Lacy out to a Piston game in Detroit. Same night, what a bummer. Now off to retrieve that basketball of the tree young lady."

Lyra and Lemy made eye contact and simultaneously shrugged with approving smiles, "We're in." They said in unison.

"Awesome! You two will have the time of your lives I guarantee it." Luna grabbed hold of her children and happily smothered them into her chest, not realizing how effective such an act was stirring them up in embarrassment.

Once Lemy retreated upstairs for the night. Luna and Lyra sat together on the couch for the time being and watched television to pass the time. Their relationship had vastly improved in comparison to how poorly it used to be about seven years or so ago. Lyra didn't want anything to do with her crazy mother and her mad obsession with rock music and Luna was having a hard time being a mother other than an aspiring music artist. Luckily in the end it was the power of music itself that glued them together on common ground and from their respect and appreciation grew to that of a genuine bond between mother and daughter. Thus why it was thanks to that, that Luna had full knowledge of her daughter and knew the right words to properly engage in some topics that would have otherwise gone on deaf ears.

"So...you two have been very chummy lately. Happy to see that. Your father and I had always liked each other, naturally of course, but then...certain emotions came into play and the rest is history." Luna sparked the conversation.

"I missed him. I dearly missed him so much and I feel so terrible now, knowing that I purposely never spoke to him during my years away. I don't deserve his love, yet he refuses to let go of me...it's...so beautiful of him." Lyra sighed in admiration, obviously lovestruck by her teenage brother.

Luna analyzed her daughter's words and without even allowing a few seconds to pass by, she read all the signs on her face. Not saying anything back she stared at the television, as many thoughts flew like a tornado inside her mind as she smiled in supposed ignorance. Lyra on the other hand was too happily unaware and just allowed herself to feel joyful for the blessed life she was currently living with the people she loved and cared about the most.

"Songbird? You know that I will always be there for you right? You and Lemy both, no matter what." Luna faced her daughter with a peculiar look of concern on her rather care-free persona.

"Yeah, I know that mom...what's up?" Lyra sensed the shift in mood and gave Luna her full attention.

"I'm just looking out for both of you. Your father and I finally have you two back and the rest of the family is just as happy. Just...promise me that nothing will stand in your way from finding true happiness. I will accept whatever it is that you and Lemy choose for your futures." Now if Luna was attempting to be vague, yet subtle at the same time she may have nailed it, for Lyra was now struck with the idea that just maybe...maybe her mother may have some clue as to what was going on between Lemy and her and that did not sit well with the young woman.

"Well thank you mom, I really appreciate it... anyhow I guess I should go to sleep. Got to wake up early tomorrow and all that other jazz." Lyra frantically hopped off the couch and comically headed up the stairs, leaving her mother alone with her thoughts.

'She couldn't know right? Was I reading the room wrong? Will she, maybe not, fuck I'm overthinking it now.' Reaching the door to her room Lyra pushed open and walked in, too enthralled by her thoughts to notice a person right behind her.

"Gotcha!" Lemy grabbed her from behind, arms locked around her waist.

"Oh… you little shit, you scared me for a second there." Lyra laughed as Lemy began to pepper her with tender kisses.

The two of them quickly began to make out, Lyra grabbing his shirt and dragging him to the bed where they both collapsed on top of each other. Their lips in constant battle for control and all four hands exploring each other's bodies with pure delight. Only he alone could sweep away all problems in her head, his hunger and passion just enough to send her into a blank canvas of lust. Switching positions Lyra laid on top of him, perfect position to ride his waist. Leaning down she kissed him softly, enjoying the flavor of each other's lips as they carried on. Touching their noses they smiled and relished on the love they had for one another.

"So...anything in particular you are planning on wearing this Saturday night?" Lemay asked.

"Mom is coming along doofus, but if you behave right now I may wear something pretty for you to see." Lyra lowered herself more to allow her chest to rub against his own. At that angle he could see some cleavage and the curves on her breasts that he had yet to fully witness. Just that alone got him hard and she took notice of his 'friend' poking at her.

"Someone is eager." Lyra mischievously began to slowly grind herself against his hidden rod.

"Don't torture me like this sis." Lemy moaned in satisfaction.

"I want our first time to be extra special, so for now this will do and you will enjoy it mister." Lyra taunted him much to his excitement as she grinded harder against him.

"Can you at least take off your shirt? I want to see them, touch them, kiss them if you'll allow it." Lemy pleaded to her.

Not wanting to disappoint Lyra teasingly began to lift up her shirt, but did it at a painfully slow rate much to his displeasure. She was having way too much fun with him, maybe Lupa confronting her in the basement in a similar manner may have given her some ideas to spice up their romance to a greater height. As Lemy was practically begging her in silence to take it off and Lyra was too worked up in her strip tease the door to the room began to jiggle as someone turned the doorknob. Those two really needed to learn to lock the door.

Like lightning Lyra got off Lemy and shoved him down to the floor opposite of the door so he could remain hidden from view. Propping herself on the bed as best she could she tried to look as normal as possible despite feeling so hot and wet from the dry humping and kissing from a few seconds ago.

"Hey Lyra, mom says if you could accompany her to the store tomorrow and help out on some local errands from her poetry club?" Lupa stood by the door with one hand on the handle.

"Yes! No problem at all sis!" Lyra's voice was too high pitched to remain calm.

"Cool I'll tell her. You can keep making out with Lemy now and lock the damn door." Lupa smirked at her before closing the door. Lemy sat on his knees and looked at his girlfriend who appeared better riled up due to the interruption.

"Well...that killed the mood. Sorta."

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