For Princess IV, in reference to your review of the last chapter: Yeah… I know there's acid in your gut. The chapter title was a reference to the volatile emotions displayed, and the fact that Lori threw up… My choice of words was very deliberate. Thanks for telling me what kinds of acids are in your gut though, I didn't know that particular piece of information.

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"Place your feet shoulder width apart." Lori instructed, leaning over her younger brother, her cheek pressed against the side of his head, and her breasts pressed against his shoulders. "Extend your arms until they're almost locked." She reached down his frame, guiding his arms with her own. "Line up your shot, and swing." She watched as he gently tapped the ball. It rolled towards the hole, but Lori could already tell it would come up short. "It's okay," she comforted him when it did, "You did really well. Much better than usual, but knowing how how hard to hit is the sort of thing that only comes through practice." She squeezed him softly. Making sure not to linger too long, wary of others watching, and released him to take her own shot at the hole.

Following her own advice, she turned so her side was facing the hole, widened her stance, extended her arms, lined up the shot, and gently putted the ball. Lincoln's ball was in the way of a completely straight shot, so she went a little wide to avoid it, her ball coming to a stop just to the side of the hole. She could have gotten a hole in one anyway, if she banked the ball off one of the obstacles scattered around the course, but she didn't. As much as she wanted to show off, it would have been pretty mean and condescending to purposefully make a more difficult shot effortlessly. Besides, her goal here wasn't to win. Her goal was to have a fun time with her boyfriend, and show him how much she appreciated him.

Because she'd thought about everything she learned. She'd stewed on it until she came to a set of conclusions. The first one was that Lincoln was a much better person than either herself, or Bobby. It might seem like that was obvious to anyone who had met all of them, but Lori had been working with a set of blinders on. She'd been oblivious to anything that wasn't in her bubble. Her new perspective lead her to the knowledge that Lucy was correct. Lincoln deserved much better than her. The fact that he chose her anyway, lifted her heart and filled it with warmth.

She moved to stand near him, as he lined up his next shot and sunk it in the hole. Lightly trailing her nails across his neck and shoulders as she passed him, she lined up her own shot and putted the ball in. Leading him to the next hole with a subtle sway of her hips, in a way designed to draw the eye. Though Lori hoped she didn't draw any but his.

Lori literally didn't deserve Lincoln, but that didn't mean she wouldn't in the future. Just because she took advantage of him in the past, didn't mean she had to keep doing that. If what Lucy told her was true, Lincoln didn't think she loved him. He believed she would leave him once she was back on her own feet. He believed she was going to use him and drop him for someone else, and she couldn't blame him. Despite his beliefs, he showed her more love and affection than even Bobby, and Lori literally hadn't done anything for him in return. She leant on him for support when she couldn't support herself, and when she could, she didn't show him, or even tell him, how much she appreciated him. She didn't deserve someone as perfect as Lincoln, and she probably never would; but now, at least, she had a goal to work towards. The goal of showing Lincoln what he meant to her.

When they finished with the last hole, they walked hand in hand from the mini golf course, and back to the van. Lori in the drivers seat and Lincoln riding shotgun, they drove home, parked in the driveway, and moved up the stairs to Lincoln's room. Locking the door, Lori tread the short distance to the bed and hopped on, gathering her brother into her arms and cradling his body in hers. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, breathing in his scent. She reached up with one hand and curled her fingers through his hair. Her other hand though, drifted down his front and snapped the button on his jeans.

"Lori?" Lincoln asked, puzzled by her actions.

"Relax Lincoln." she blew out a breath, ruffling his hair with the wind. "You've been so good to me, I thought it was time for me to return the favor."

He relaxed in her arms, his muscles unwinding as he leaned back against her. Her delicate fingers drew the tab of his zipper down as far as it could go, before slipping under the waistband of his briefs and taking him in hand. He was softer than she thought he would be, but she didn't actually have any experience doing this with guys, having not done this with Bobby, so maybe they were supposed to be soft. He hardened and grew in her palm. Her grip widening as he expanded. She hummed softly and gave an experimental squeeze, causing Lincoln to jump and draw in a rapid breath. He was much harder now… Firm, but with a softness that lingered… She liked it.

Placing her chin down on his shoulder, she brought her other hand down to drag his jeans and briefs down over his hips, and opened her eyes a crack. Laying eyes on the male organ, for the first time in person. Pictures and videos on the internet didn't do it justice. She traced her thumb up a prominent vein, to the hood, and pulled back the skin to see the smooth purplish red flesh below. Pressing the pad of her thumb over the slit at the top, she was a little amazed when the organ tried to jerk in her grasp.

She swept her eyes to the side, taking in Lincoln's face. His eyes were shut tight and his face was screwed up in… Something… Something that Lori couldn't identify. It looked uncomfortable though. She mentally thanked Lincoln for not interrupting her exploration, before moving her hand down to his base.

Carefully encircling his thickness, she clutched gently, but firmly, and smoothly drew her hand up. Reaching the end of his shaft, she brought her hand back down. Smoothly up, and back down. She could feel her brother fighting not to squirm in her grasp, and took that as her cue to pump a little faster. Moving her hand back and forth, up and down, like a piston. A regularity in her movements, that was picking up speed, even as she kept a rhythm. Her eyes on his face, and his breath in her ear, she could see an hear the effect she was having on him. His chest expanded and contracted heaving breaths and hitched in the middle every second or third time he breathed in. His face was pink and a sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead.

"L-Lori, I'm." He warned her.

She looked around for something to catch his spray, and when nothing presented itself, she closed her hand over his slit and caught his seed in her hand. Bringing her drenched palm and sticky fingers up, she scrunched her features. It was kind of gross. Though she supposed it was her fault for not having the forethought to bring something else to catch it with. She'd wipe her hand off with a tissue later.

That section was longer than I expected it to be. I thought it would only be slightly longer than a page, but it ended up being two pages.

Luna woke, reflexively nodding her head to the rhythmic beats of dub-step that played through her headphones; attached to a portable music player that she used in place of an alarm. It lulled her to sleep at night, and roused her in the morning. She kicked her covers off with her eyes still closed and rolled off the bed, putting her feet to the floor before she fell. Standing to her full height and letting the song wind down before she pressed the pause button on the player and finally opened her eyes to place the player on her bedside table.

She groaned in satisfaction as she locked her arms behind her head and bent backwards as far as she could go without falling over. Hearing the drum like pops as she stretched her spine. Looking at the top bunk, she was welcomed with the expected sight of Luan's own empty bed. Luan was typically a pretty early riser, what with everything she had going on, so it didn't surprise Luna that her younger sister was already gone.

Kicking various pieced of scattered clothing out of the way as she moved, she walked to her dresser and gathered her threads for the day, before making her way back over to the door and stepping into the hall. Swiveling her head to the side to spot the line that formed in front of the bathroom every single day. Of course it got longer or shorter depending on whether it was a school day or a holiday, but you couldn't avoid it entirely in a family as large as their own. The Line was pretty long today, it being a thursday and all.

Luna ambled the short distance to the back of the line and found herself standing behind Leni, tiredly happy this morning. Luna didn't quite understand how it was possible to be half asleep and also perky, but somehow Leni accomplished that. It just added to her charm as a person, Luna figured.

"Hello lovely." She rasped softly, greeting her elder sister of one year, as she came to a stop.

"Luna… Yaaaaaay…" Leni turned and sleepily pulled her into a brief hug. Her eyes were half lidded and a smile brightened her face.

As Leni turned back around, Luna decided against talking to her further. With Leni half asleep, she wasn't likely to be able to hold much of a conversation. The hug was something to think about though. Relatively recently, Leni became even more touchy feely than she used to be. Some in the family, Lynn, Lisa, and Lola, quickly objected and pushed Leni away, but that just made Leni dole out their shares to those who allowed the closer contact. Not that Luna was complaining, the hugs were pretty nice.

"Hey Luna, Leni." Lincoln's voice, greeting them both, from just behind her, made Luna jerk in surprise. Since when was Lincoln as sneaky as Lucy?

"Hey Lincy…" Leni called, reaching out for a hug that Lincoln quickly moved into, saving Leni was having to leave her place in line.

"Hey Link." Luna welcomed him in turn, even as he slid back passed her and pulled her into another short hug from behind.

That was another thing. Lincoln was showing more physical forms of affection lately too. Again, Luna wasn't complaining. Her brother was the best, but she did notice that, unlike Leni, he didn't start showing that affection to everyone in the family. Leni started hugging everyone, and it was only after a few negative reactions that she started being selective with who she hugged. Lincoln just started hugging certain people. Herself, Leni, Lori, and Lucy, to be specific. Why he excluded the others, Lily, Lana, and Luan, was a mystery.

"Sooooooo," She drew out the sound. "you've been hanging out with Lori an awful lot."

"And?" Luna could almost see him raising a single brow at her back.

"I don't know, it's just a thing I've noticed…" She trailed off, not being totally sure how to phrase her question. Not being totally sure what her question even was. Like several orchestral pieces playing simultaneously, she had a vague idea of the themes, but she couldn't identify anything exact. The pound of the drums in one song, being overtaken by a curling maelstrom of violin strings, which crashed into the resonance of a pair of battling flutes. She gathered her thoughts, "What have you two been doing together?" It wasn't what she wanted to ask. Even if she didn't know what she wanted to ask, she knew it wasn't that.

"Nothing really." He responded, continuing as if sensing her unwillingness to accept that, alone, as an answer. "We've just been a lot closer recently. A few days ago she took me out to play miniature golf, so that was fun."

Luna thought about that for a minute.

"Oh, hey Lucy." Lincoln said, before she could continue the conversation.

Looking over her shoulder, she saw Lucy come to a stop in front of Lincoln, who had turned around to greet her. As was recently common, he lifted her into a hug, spinning her around once, before setting her back on the ground. Despite Lucy's normally gloomy personality, Luna could swear she saw a smile on her younger sisters face when Lincoln embraced her, but it was gone by the time he set her back down. Luna honestly wasn't sure if she imagined it or not.

"Hi Lincoln." She murmured in return, a warmth to her voice that was absent when she talked to almost anyone else. "After school I'm going to be at the poetry club, reading some of my work, do you want to come?" There was a hopeful note in her voice that Luna honestly found adorable.

"I'd love to." Their brother replied gently, a soothing quality in his voice.

The bathroom door opened and Lori stepped into the hall, her face lighting up from her previous neutral expression at the sight of them… Or Lincoln specifically, it turned out, as she took quick strides over to him. Her expression faltering slightly when she caught sight of Lucy, for reasons that Luna didn't understand.

It was one of the new normals in the Loud house. One of several things that came into existence over the last month, along with Lincoln and Leni's more physically affectionate ways of behaving around certain people. For some reason, Lori almost seemed afraid of Lucy. Of course, that was mad. There was no way that was the case.

Turning around to watch the scene, as Leni entered the bathroom behind her, Luna saw Lori step right up to their brother and pull him into a hug, pressing his face into her chest, while she reached up and twirled his white locks around her fingers. It was an extremely affectionate embrace. Especially for Lori, who wasn't known to be a very affectionate person herself. It was over relatively quickly however. Lori took a half step back, letting go of Lincoln, though remaining well within his personal space.

"Lincoln, I got two tickets for Boat of Dreams for after school today. Do you want to come with me?" Lori asked, a radiant smile lighting up her face. She looked as if she fully expected Lincoln to accept. Like asking was just a formality.

Though Luna found it a little odd that Lori would want to see that movie with Lincoln alone, she couldn't exactly blame Lori for her confidence. Lincoln had been spending a lot of time with her recently. So when Lincoln answered. "Ah, sorry Lori." A look of honest regret forming on his face. "I already promised Lucy I would spend time with her after school." Luna couldn't help but wince, as she saw Lori's expression drop. Her smile shattering.

Glancing around Lincoln, Lori and Lucy met eyes. Again, Luna almost thought she was imagining things when she saw a mean spirited smirk flash across what was visible of Lucy's face. She knew she wasn't seeing things though, because Lori saw it too, apparently. That is, if her look of anger, and the way her hands clenched was any indication. Lori didn't say anything, instead choosing to march passed her younger siblings and down the stairs.

Lincoln looked vaguely confused at the entire thing. Of course he didn't see the full picture. He'd only been looking at Lori, so all he saw was his oldest sisters look of disappointment morph into anger. He didn't have the proper context to understand what actually happened. Luna did though. She didn't understand the how or the why behind the scene, but she understood the what. Clearly Lucy somehow knew that Lori was going to ask Lincoln to see the movie with her and asked him to spend time with her first, to get at Lori… Or it could have been a coincidence. Even if that was the case, Lucy was still taunting Lori over having grabbed up his time first.

The whole thing was kind of confusing to Luna. Where was the Lori who fought for what she wanted? Where was the loud and in charge Lori? Why hadn't she confronted Lucy?

AberrantScript can see what makes a good smut scene, but can he see why I like cinnamon toast?… Like, not the cereal, just the toast.

Lori sat cross legged in the center of her bed, her phone in her hand and her finger hovering over the button to buy movie tickets online. She didn't want Lucy to grab Lincoln away from her literally every time she tried to go on a date with him, but she liked having a plan. It wasn't an absolute essential, but having a plan helped settle her anxieties. It looked like she was going to have to make some sacrifices though. She could still make a plan, but she couldn't prepare anything ahead of time. Otherwise, Lucy might catch on to what she was doing and snatch Lincoln away again. She clicked away from the theater website and turned off her phone. She would just have to ask him out on the weekend… No, tomorrow. Lucy already stole him for today, Lincoln would be much more likely to choose her over Lucy, if she asked him on Friday. Lori was his girlfriend after all, while Lucy was… Lori suppressed a shudder.

"Lori?" Leni asked for her attention.

Lori tilted her head back and to the side, to look at her sister. Leni sat with her knees against her chest and her back against the wall. Her head was tilted and her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about something important. She was sticking her pinky finger into the side of her mouth and biting down on it gently.

"Hmm?" Lori responded, encouraging Leni to continue.

"Are you a boyfriend or a girlfriend?" Leni asked, completely seriously.

Lori felt her eyes widen, as she fell on her back and rolled over onto her hands and knees to face her sister. What?

"What?" She voiced her only thought.

"Well, you could be the boyfriend because you're friends with a boy, but you could also be the girlfriend, because you're a girl who's a friend. I want to know which one it is."

Weirdness of the question and seeming obviousness of the answer aside, that was better logic than Lori had come to expect from her sister. It didn't explain why she was asking, but it did hammer home how right Lincoln was about Leni's obliviousness to dating.

"I, like, what?" Lori floundered for a response for a moment. "Leni, where did this literally come from?"

"I just saw you and Lincoln doing stuff together a while ago, and I was wondering which one of you was which."

Lori leapt from the bed and onto her feet, a moment of panic flaring through her, before calming down. Her initial thought was that this was literally a disaster, but was it? She supposed she was just alarmed that anyone walked in on her and Lincoln at all, but it was Leni who did it. Leni likely didn't understand why brothers and sisters weren't supposed to do that kind of stuff together. That was both a good thing and a bad thing. On one hand, it meant that Lori wouldn't lose her close relationship with Leni. On the other hand, Leni probably didn't realize the necessity of keeping everything a secret. She could salvage the situation though. Leni was pretty terrible at keeping secrets, but if Lori explained things in a certain way… When Leni talked about it with others, they wouldn't make the connection. She looked up from her thoughts.

"Have you told anyone else what you saw?" She asked, just to make sure.

"No, I wanted to ask you that first, but you've been away with Lincoln so often these days, I haven't been able to."

"Okay, good." Lori let out a sigh of relief. Straightening her spine, and tilting her head back, she closed her eyes as she collected herself. "Uh, well…" Real strong start there, good job Lori. "I'm the girlfriend, because I'm a girl." Despite her initial confidence, she didn't actually know how to do what she'd set out to do. "… Uh…" Maybe she should ask Lincoln to explain things to Leni, he was always much more persuasive than her. "Did you want anything else?"

"Hmmm," Leni tilted her head to the other side, resting her cheek on her extended pointer finger. "I want to try." She finally said, displaying a beaming grin.

Lori's mind froze.

"What?" She got out.

"I want to be your girlfriend too." Leni cheerfully repeated.

"M-mine?" She stuttered.

"And Lincoln's" Leni supplied.

"Uh… No." Lori's thoughts lurched back into motion, starting slow, but gradually picking up speed.

Leni's smile dropped, and Lori couldn't help but feel bad. Even though Leni was asking for something that Lori couldn't give, she didn't know she was and she didn't know why. Lori would have to be careful here.

"B-but, why?" Leni's voice trembled as she asked the question, and Lori could see thoughts flashing across her face. "Lincoln told me that you did that stuff with the people you loved the most." Tears beaded at the corners of her eyes. "D-do you not l-love me" The wobble in her voice got worse, as wet tracks appeared on Leni's cheeks. "Do you hate me?" Her eyes blurred, and she sniffed loudly.

Oh my god. Oh my god. OH MY GOD! What did she do?! Lori didn't know what to do?! What was she supposed to say?! How did she explain why she didn't want Leni to be included? How could she say it in a way Leni would understand? Before any of this started, she would have just explained that siblings weren't supposed to date each other, but not only was she pretty sure Leni wouldn't get it, Lori herself had also invalidated that as an answer by dating her brother! Uh… Uh… Uh… Ku ka che ki ke ga, She could still salvage this! She ran her fingers, roughly, through her hair and sucked in a deep breath. Okay! What if she said yes? What if she allowed Leni to join Lincoln and her on dates, but didn't let her go any further? Could that work? It would allow her to keep an eye on Leni, and it would stop Leni from crying. She could keep Leni happy, by allowing her to tag along on dates, until she was able to direct Leni into a separate relationship with someone else… Luna, maybe. Lori was pretty sure Luna was bisexual… And wow, the fact that her immediate thought was to hook Leni up with Luna, told Lori how much she'd changed over her time dating Lincoln… Not that she regretted it or anything.

"Okay, yes." She finally responded, only for Leni's tears to fall even harder as a choking sob worked its way from her throat.

"You hate me?" Leni collapsed in on herself, burying her face in her knees and getting her dress wet.

"What? No!" Lori rushed forward, sweeping her younger sister into a hug and bringing one of her hands up to rhythmically pet her sisters hair. "I don't hate you." She whispered. "I love you." she soothed. "I was saying yes to letting you be our girlfriend." A final, wet, sob sounded, before Leni looked up at her. "I was just being a little selfish. I wanted to keep Lincoln all to myself, but I don't want to make you sad."

"Really?" Leni hiccuped, a damp smile spreading across her lips.

"Really. We'll just have to tell Lincoln what's going on. After that, you can come on our date tomorrow." She explained, hoping all the while that Lincoln wouldn't be angry at her for including Leni without consulting him first.

Go out in public and pretend to be one of the pod people from Invasion of the Body Snatchers. You'll probably get arrested.

Leni smiled, her hands out in front of her in her favorite spot to hold them, as she, Lori, and Linky walked down the beach from the theater where they saw Boat of Dreams. It was totes amazes. Leni liked it when Chaz fought Dirk, for the chance to play with Mindy, and won. Dirk was such a jerk face. It was just sad that Mindy didn't choose him at the end. The thought that someone as nice as Chaz wouldn't get to be with who he wanted to be with made Leni want to cry. She just hoped he was okay. Maybe, if she saw him again, she could hook him up with one of her friends. Dates were fun!

She happily bounced along next to her two favorite people in the whole wide world, Lori and Lincy, looking around wildly as they walked down the boardwalk. There were people playing frisbee over there!

"Lori, Linky!" She called, "There's some people playing frisbee over there!" She excitedly pointed down the beach, at the small group of people throwing a frisbee around. "We should play frisbee!"

"Not now Leni, we're almost to the arcade." Lori chided.

"We can play another time." Lincoln added. Looking around, his eyes lit up when he saw something further up the boardwalk. "In the meantime, why don't we get some ice cream?"

He jogged ahead of them, digging through his pockets until he reached the ice cream cart. He paid and turned around to watch them get closer, before handing a cone of chocolate soft serve with chocolate sprinkles to both of them and taking a chocolate and vanilla swirl for himself.

Reaching out for her own cone, Leni made sure to eat it slowly. She'd learned that eating ice cream quickly gave her brain freeze, and she didn't like brain freeze. It was so not totes. She licked along every side, gathering up all the crunchy sprinkles and chewing on them, until there was only the ice cream left on the cone. She Licked along the bottom to catch any dribbles, before trailing her tongue to the top and closing her lips over the top half of the tower, to just suck up all the chocolaty goodness… Slowly… She forced herself to slow down.

She almost dropped her cone when Lincoln reached out to stop her. They were in front of the arcade. Leni didn't know what was supposed to be so fun about the place. There were a lot of flashing lights and everything was super confusing, but Lori and Lincoln let her hold the shiny tokens, and that was cool. She could look at them all day, but she also couldn't. Lori and Lincoln needed them to play games, so her pile got smaller as time passed, and Leni found herself distracted by other things.

While Lori and Lincoln were playing a game with cars, Leni wandered over a box with a bunch of prizes in it and a grabby claw. Seeing a white bear, that reminded her of Lincoln, Leni wanted it. Putting a shiny token in the not shiny slot, the box flashed different colors and made some beeping noises. Grabbing the wobbly stick with the button on top, Leni brought the claw over to the white bear and pressed the button on top. The grabby claw lowered until the bear was right in the middle of it and closed, lifting the bear with it as it went back up, until the bear slipped free and settled back in place.

Pouting, Leni put in another token and tried again. The grabby claw dropped the bear. She tried again. The bear slipped out. She tried again. The grabby claw didn't hold tight enough. With a huff, she marched away, crossing her arms and glaring at the box, until another person walked up and put a token in. They moved the claw around and dropped it on a giraffe. The claw grabbed tight and dropped the stuffed animal into the prize slot, Leni's mouth dropping with it.

She rushed back over as the other person left and spent five more tokens attempting to get the bear again, before giving up and walking back to her spot. Giving the flashy prize box the stink eye. Leni didn't understand why that guy had been able to get a giraffe on the first try, but she couldn't get the Lincoln bear no matter how much she tried.

She crossed her arms and huffed, her mood ruined, while she glared at the box. Watching more and more people try to get a prize, some of them getting a stuffed animal, and some of them leaving with nothing.

As she watched though, her glare turned into a look of confusion. The grabby claw only sometimes grabbed the prizes, but whether it did or didn't, didn't seem to have anything to do with how good a person was at it. Leni was thinking. She'd noticed something. An answer was on the tip of her tongue.

Her eyes widened, everything becoming clear. The grabby claw was cheating! A scowl curled her lips. It only held tight enough to pick up anything sometimes! That was mean! The prize box was mean. That wouldn't stop her though. Leni really wanted that Lincoln bear. She took five tokens from the bucket she'd been carrying around, and dropped the rest off with Lincoln and Lori.

Walking back to her spot, she kept a close eye on the box. Watching people use it again and again, and either get a prize or not, until… Now! She walked over quickly, as the last person left. Another strong grab was coming up soon. Leni put in a token and went for the white bear. It slipped from the claws grip. She put in another token. The grabby claw didn't grab tight enough. She put in a third token. Yes! The Lincoln bear lifted with the claw and floated over to the drop hole, dropping in. Leni reached into the slot and pulled out the Lincoln bear, hugging it to her chest, because she finally had it.

She had two tokens left too. Wandering around with her new bear, she looked for Lincoln and Lori, until she saw something else that looked fun.

It was twenty minutes later, when Lincoln and Lori found her and Lincoln bear lifting their hands in the air and giggling joyously as they rode the colorful rocking rocket-ship out in front of the arcade.

They smiled kindly at her and waited for her ride to end, before taking her in hand and leading her back to the car to drive home.

"Me too!" Leni cried excitedly, after Lincoln and Lori kissed goodnight in their room.

She puckered her lips and bent down to Lincoln, who looked passed her for a second, before moving in himself.

Turning around, she caught Lori by the waist and smooched her too. Lori look a little surprised, though Leni couldn't think of a reason why.

I think I have more trouble with this version of Leni than I do with the Splitting Hairs version.

Lincoln lay on his bed, at the end of the night. He'd just gone on a date with both Lori and Leni. A development that surprised him, but wasn't necessarily unwelcome. He'd been planning to seduce Leni, eventually, himself. The fact that she came to him, through Lori, first, was an unexpected gift. He'd actually expected that he'd have to work Lori for a long time before she agreed to include Leni, and he had no idea what sped up his timetable so dramatically, but he wasn't exactly complaining. besides, Lori would probably tell him later.

The door creaking open caught his attention and brought him back to the present. Glancing at it from his prone position, Lincoln beheld Lucy creep through the door and shut it behind her. Turning to face him, she stopped short, as though not expecting him to be looking at her, before stepping up to his bedside and stopping again. She wasn't wearing the headband he'd given her, that was weird. He wondered why.

"Um…" She muttered nervously, licking her lips to wet them, before continuing. "I have something to ask you."

"Ask me anything, Lucy." He encouraged her softly.

"I… I need you to buy something for me." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of folded up paper. Unfolding it revealed it to be a torn out page of an incredibly… risqué magazine. There was a circle, drawn with a black pen, around a strap on dildo, used so women could fuck other women. "It's for Lori."

"Has your relationship with her already progressed so far that she's willing to do this with you?" He asked, staring wide eyed at the page.

He didn't know how that made him feel, but it wasn't good.

Lucy nodded, and Lincoln gut knotted painfully. He felt like he was going to be sick and tears threatened to stream down his cheeks. That Lori would… That Lori would be willing to do that with Lucy first… He, he didn't really have room to object, but it… It hurt.

Lincoln took a deep breath, blinking back his tears and swallowing his pain.

"A-alright." He cursed internally at his accidental stutter "I'll get it for you. It probably won't arrive before next Thursday. Is that okay?"

She nodded once, and despite her sudden worry and confusion, he ushered her from his room. He just wanted to be alone right now. Climbing back onto his bed, he sat with his knees hugged to his chest and shivered. Trembling, because for all that he tried not to cry, he could still feel circles of damp heat grow where his face was buried in his knees.

I don't know what to say here. It's weird, but this scene effected me.

Lori didn't know what happened, but ever since last Friday, Lincoln had been avoiding her. It wasn't super obvious. He didn't leave the room every time she came into the room and he didn't shy away from hugs, but he looked hurt. He didn't initiate hugs himself anymore, and he avoided meeting her gaze. It… It hurt more than Lori thought it would. She couldn't blame Lincoln though. She must have done something wrong. She was the cause of all his other insecurities about their relationship, and she couldn't imagine that this was any different, but she didn't know what she did… She… She was almost looking forward to Lucy tormenting her, because at least Lucy might tell her what she did wrong, so she could fix it.

"Lori." She almost managed to keep herself from jumping this time… Almost.

Opening her mouth to ask the question that would almost certainly make tonights session worse than usual, Lori turned around to face her gloomy tormentor, only to freeze up at the sight.

Lucy stood before her. Almost looming, even though she was shorter. She had a nasty smirk splashed across what was visible of her expression, and she held up something in her hand. Something with straps and hard plastic. Something that froze Lori's blood in her veins and rooted a biting chill in the marrow of her bones. Something that twisted her stomach and made her want to vomit.

"W-w-what's that f-f-for?" She pointed a trembling finger at the item held in Lucy's hand. The item she refused to name, because naming it would make this nightmare real.

"I think I'm just about done playing games with you." Lucy told her. "But we're going to play one more before I break you." She took a step forward, and Lori knew better than to take a step back, so she locked in place instead. "You have three days. In that time, I won't bother you at all. I'll leave you to your peace. At the end, however, I'm going to use this." She hefted the object, "On you. And there's nothing you can do to stop it." She finished with an evil hiss, gazing up at her eldest sister. And Lori, for all her age and seeming power, found that she couldn't stop the flow of water that blurred her vision. Just as she couldn't stop to heaving sob that cracked her voice and made her body tremble. Just as she couldn't stop Lucy, her younger sister, from taking her.

Lori found, in that moment, that she understood what it meant to be truly powerless.

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Chapter notes:

Did anyone else know that "Que" is spelt with a C? It's actually supposed to be "Cue". I didn't know that before I tried using the incorrect spelling and got the red dotted line… It just looks wrong, doesn't it?

It's been a while since I last updated any of my stories… Sorry about that.

This is kind of a long chapter… At least by the standards of this story.

Why are there two different ways to say "passed." "Passed" and "past" They can both be used in exactly the same way. It's honestly kind of confusing.

I feel like Lori uses the word "literally" more as a form of emphasis, than as an actual word. Like when you say something's fucking awesome, you're not saying that it's a cool thing that has to do with sex. You're just using the word "fucking" to emphasize the following words. I think Lori uses "literally" in the same way.

It took a while for me to figure out how to guide the conversation between Lori and Leni down the path I wanted it to go.

It's been a while since I wrote anything this heavy… I hope you like it.