Oh god, I have the worst stomach ache. It's like a stabbing pain in my gut. Uncomfortable tingles are racing up and down my spine. I'm shivering, even though it's not cold… I think it's from something I ate.

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The last week had been… Like the sun had disappeared behind a covering of clouds. He… He'd been avoiding Lori. It hurt him to do that, but it hurt even more to be around her. He had no one to blame but himself of course. He was the one who directed Lucy to seduce Lori, he just never thought she'd steal Lori away from him… That wasn't fair, Lucy didn't steal Lori from him. Lori wasn't a prize to be won, traded, or stolen. She was his older sister and girlfriend, and he loved her. The thought that she may have become closer to Lucy than she was to him though… It hurt… His fist clenched at his side as he fought the impulse to clutch at his chest, his heart throbbing in pain.

With a slam, his door was thrown open, and the subject of his thoughts burst into the room. She looked awful. All thoughts of sadness were forgotten, as pure concern took over.

"L-Lincoln!" She sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks, as she fell to her knees in front of him.

Her hands flashed forward. Gripping the hem of his pants, she attempted to undo the button and zipper, her clumsy fingers scrabbling uselessly over the only thing keeping Lincoln's jeans up. After a beat of unadulterated shock, he snatched her hands from their task and struggled to hold her, even as she fought to wrench herself from his grip and try again.

"Lori?" The muscles in his arms strained against her. "Lori!" He dropped from his bed to the floor. "What's wrong?"

Her chest heaved, as she swallowed her tears. Her breath coming in and out in damp gasps. She stopped struggling and looked at him through water blurred eyes.

"Lincoln…" She whimpered. "I need, we need… S-se… Make love to me." Anguish laced every word. "Please!"

Lincoln could do nothing but stare at her… What was happening? Why was this happening? He didn't have an answer to those questions.

"No."

A painful howl filled the room. Lori collapsed in on herself, and Lincoln immediately gathered her in his arms. Rocking her back and forth, he whispered soothing, but meaningless, words in her ear, and just held her tight.

Shudders wracked through her body as she lost herself, and Lincoln had no idea how to help her. All he could do was hold her, until she calmed down enough to hear him.

"You know I love you right?" He asked, when her sobbing quieted down to the occasional snivel. He waited for a response, but none came. "More than that, I think I'm in love with you." He confided in her. "Any other time I'd say yes, but I can't now." Reaching a hand up, he combed it through her blond locks. "You don't want to do this. I could never take advantage of you. You're not ready, I can tell. Something's making you do this." He pulled away to look her in the eye, even as she avoided looking at him. "Please tell me." He pleaded. "What's wrong?"

Lori visibly struggled with something, fresh tears tracking down her cheeks.

"Lucy." She whispered.

And Lincoln's thoughts froze solid. Things clicked into place at lighting fast speeds, and a winters chill swept through him.

"Stay here, I'll be back." He instructed Lori, rising from the floor and stepping into the hall.

He was calm. His thoughts were organized. Like a lake that had been frozen completely solid, he was as stable as he could possibly be… But that didn't mean he'd remain like that for long.

It was with careful and measured steps, that Lincoln stalked to Lucy's room, turning the knob and opening the door without knocking. Her absence had him turning on his heels and marching to the top of the steps. He descended them stiffly, seeing her sitting on the living room couch before he reached the bottom.

"Hey Lincoln." Luna greeted him from her spot on the recliner.

Lincoln didn't respond, his attention narrowed like a laser to his younger sister's face. Throughout their time together, he'd become much more skilled at reading her, even with the upper portions of her face obstructed. Her chin was tilted up, her lips were quirked at the corners, she was completely relaxed. Lucy was proud of something. Lincoln felt something ignite inside him. The ice below the surface, snapping to steam in and instant. Roiling and churning like a maelstrom, it pressed against the layer of rime keeping everything down, even as the hellish heat worked to melt away the foundation of his control.

"What did you do." He ground out, coming to a stop before his younger sister.

She turned to face him. Her head tucked in, and her body became ridged, as she seemed to realize something. "I don't know what you're talking about."

A sharp crack resounded in his head and in his ears, as the layer of frost holding him back fractured, and his hand snapped her head to the side. An angry imprint of his palm and fingers already forming on her cheek.

"Dude!" Luna exclaimed, rising to her feet.

His hands clenched at his sides, Lincoln shook with the strain of holding himself back. His nails dug into the palms of his hands, and his bones creaked under the pressure.

"Bro…" Luna stepped between them, blocking Lincoln's view of his younger sister. "… Lincoln." She rasped. "What's going on?"

Seeing the distress visible on Luna's face, Lincoln drew in a breath, and blew it out. Closing his eyes, he clenched and unclenched his hands a few time, working to calm down as much as he could. Opening his eyes again, he cast his gaze around, seeing Luan and Lisa peeking through the kitchen doorway for the first time.

"I need to talk to Lucy alone." He intoned, stepping around Luna and seizing Lucy by the wrist, to drag her away.

He was stopped by Luna's hand on his shoulder. He looked to see her look of concern, mixed with an unyielding conviction.

"I promise I won't hit her again." He assured her, shrugging her hand off and continuing forward.

Luna didn't stop him again.

He led his younger sister up the stairs and into the attic, letting go of her to pull the ladder back up and close the trap door. He turned back around to focus the full intensity of his gaze at her.

"Lori just came into my room. She begged me to have sex with her, even though she didn't want to do it." His words hung in the silence between them. "When I asked her what was wrong, she said your name. So, I'll ask you again. What did you do." Like before, it was less of a question, and more of a command.

"Lori doesn't deserve you." Lucy was completely still.

Lincoln stopped for a beat. He didn't know what to say to that. It was… Lucy was wrong, but he had no way to prove it to her. He could just tell her, but she wouldn't believe him. Lincoln could feel most of his anger draining away as he stood there. A feeling of hard exhaustion taking it's place.

"That's not for you to decide." He told her. "I chose to date Lori because I want to be with her, just as I chose you because I want to be with you."

"She was taking too long to accept you." Lucy argued. "I drove her towards you faster."

"You don't understand." Lincoln grit his teeth, anger seeping back into him. This time though, it was directed at himself. "I'm not doing this just to date you. I'm doing this to make you happy. I wouldn't have even tried to date you two if I didn't believe I could accomplish both. If I believed that trying to date you would make you unhappy, I would't have done any of this." He tried to make Lucy understand. "In the end, it doesn't matter to me if you or Lori date me. What matters is that I never have to see you get hurt."

"I-I…" Lucy stuttered, trailing off without actually saying anything.

"Promise me that you'll apologize to Lori." Lincoln ordered. "Promise me that you'll make this up to her, and be kind to her in the future."

Lucy didn't say anything.

"Promise me."

"I-I promise." Lucy finally said.

Nodding once, Lincoln turned back to the trap door. "I'm going to go make sure Lori's okay… Just do… Whatever." He sighed.

He opened the trap door and descended the ladder, coming to the bottom to find Luna, Luan, and Lisa gathered at the bottom. He barely acknowledged them, brushing past to enter his room. Lori was still on the floor, though she was now curled in on herself. He gathered her in his arms, lifting her, as best he could, onto his bed. He sat down next to her, pulled her head onto his lap, and combed his fingers through her hair.

"I talked to Lucy."

Lori stiffened in his lap.

"She didn't tell me what happened between you two… She refused to actually" He was lying a bit at the end, but Lucy really hadn't told him what she did.

He lightly scratched her scalp with his nails, using his other hand to rub circles on her back, until she relaxed.

"I got her to promise to be nicer to you, but I'll also be keeping a closer eye on her, just in case." Laying down, he move to be face to face with her, and she immediately pulled him to her. Wrapping her arms around him, she held him tight.

"I love you, you know." He kissed her. "As more than a sister. I love you as a girlfriend, and as a regular friend. Because at this point, you're one of my best friends." Looking her in the eyes, "I care about you a lot. So if you're having problems with anything in the future, please tell me. I want to help."

She closed the distance and molded her lips against his own.

"I love you too."

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Something was wrong. When Lincoln slapped Lucy, she didn't know what to do. Should she have stopped him? Should she have been angry. Luna didn't know. The question that kept resounding in her mind was, what would make someone as sweet and chill as Lincoln angry enough to attack someone? Did Lucy do something? Luna couldn't imagine Lucy doing anything that could make Lincoln snap like he did.

Luna didn't know enough about anything that was happening. To her, it all came out of nowhere. That didn't sit right with her. She should know what was happening in her siblings lives. Her mind kept flashing back to the recent changes in the family dynamic. Luna didn't know how it all fit together, but she hoped it all became clear soon.

She didn't like it when her family fought.

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With the information available to her, given her constant watch of the unfolding situation with her cameras, it was easy for Luan to figure out what was happening when Lincoln slapped Lucy. Luan couldn't even blame him either. She was sure she'd have done much worse in Lincoln's situation.

Through her cameras she knew of Lincoln's relationship with Lori. She also knew of Lori's torment at the hands of Lucy, who probably had a crush on Lincoln, and was taking it out on their eldest sister. Again Luan couldn't blame Lucy. Lucy acted without foresight, but her reasons were perfectly understandable. Lucy wanted Lincoln, but couldn't have him, so she settled for punishing the one who did. Luan was in a similar situation, but she preferred to win, rather than settle. It was a dangerous game of course, but by the end, Luan intended to have the prize all to herself.

She shook herself from her thoughts, which had started to wander. Lincoln was dating Lori. Lucy punished Lori. Lincoln found out and punished Lucy. A perfectly reasonable chain of events… Though, hilariously, it meant that Lucy had disqualified herself from the competition before she even started to compete.

Luan doubted she'd have much to worry about, from Lucy, when she began.

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A fascinating situation. Lisa didn't know what caused her bothers sudden change in behavior, as she'd not been paying as close attention to her family unit as she doubtlessly should have. Whatever anomaly caused the most recent sequence of events, Lisa was unsure. She intended to find out, however.

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It wasn't until she felt her feelings for her brother shift, that Lori knew she hadn't properly appreciated him before. She previously came to the conclusion that Lincoln was a better person than herself, and that she didn't deserve him. At the time, she still had some doubts in the back of her head. A voice of… Confidence, that one day she could match him and stand tall by his side. Now she realized that even if she could do that, she was still fooling herself.

Lucy was right. Lori had used Lincoln as a crutch to help herself stand, because she couldn't do it on her own. She used him that way, way longer than she thought though. She loved him, but she loved him as a brother and a friend. She'd just been using his feelings for her, to help her feel better about herself.

She knew she'd been fooling herself into believing she actually felt romantically towards Lincoln before, because she could sense the difference between her feelings now and her feelings then. Lincoln saved her. He saved her everything. And when he did, she felt her relationship with him change on her end. He always loved her, but she was just now beginning to truly love him.

And wasn't that a happy thought. A smile spread across her face, because she realized how she felt about her sweet, kind, strong, wonderful, amazing, perfect little brother. She was literally in love with him.

"Lori." Lori didn't jump this time, when Lucy spoke from behind her. Partially from exhaustion and partially because she was used to it.

She turned and saw Lucy standing a respectful distance away.

"Lincoln made me understand something, and I want to apologize for how I've been treating you." Her head tilted down in apology. "What I did is almost unforgivable, but I hope you can find it in yourself to give me a chance."

"A chance?" Lori asked despite herself. She knew she should probably be raging at her younger sister, but she literally just felt… totally numb.

"I thought we could see a movie, and have a picnic after." Lucy shuffled her feet.

"Where are you getting money for movie tickets?"

"I… I kind of asked Lincoln for help."

Warmth blossomed inside her, at the mere mention of her younger brother. She wanted to say no. She wanted to get angry at Lucy and stay angry at her forever. She wanted to rage at Lucy, and scream at her until she couldn't scream anymore.

"Okay." She ended up saying instead, because Lincoln wanted them to get along, and it was the least she could do after everything he'd done for her.

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"Are you sure you want this?" Lincoln asked one last time.

Lori felt her body shake gently as she giggled. "Yes." When she'd asked him before, she didn't. She was just too upset to think things through. With the realization that she was in love with him, came the equally pleasant realization that there's no one she'd rather have her first time with.

Lincoln gazed down at her searchingly, before apparently finding what he was looking for. He lowered himself, and with a slow push, he entered her for the first time. A tingling electric charge shot through her. She sucked in a breath, as he continued to push in, watching her intently. The feeling of stretching progressed deeper into her core, until he reached the base of his length, and their pelvis' pressed gently together.

He started to pull out, agonizingly slowly, the ridge on his head scraping along her inner walls, until he was almost out. Then he pushed back in, his tip forging through her and bringing back the magical stretching sensation. He was slow, he was loving, he was careful, and gentle, and considerate. Lori loved him all the more for it, but as the minutes stretched, it was beginning to feel like torture. Delightful torture, but torture none the less.

"Lincoln, please…" She groaned. "G-go fa-faster."

And her perfect boyfriend complied. Pulling out slowly, he pushed back in faster. Pulling out and pushing in, picking up speed with every thrust, until he was filling her and leaving her with the rhythm of a piston. His palms cupped her hips and fingers pressed into her skin. Lori had expected him to become frantic when she asked him to go faster. When he kept in control of himself and only sped up gradually, she was surprised, but thankful. She wasn't sure she was ready for that yet. She wanted her first time to be special, and magical. Not something that was fast and done with in thirty seconds.

The friction heated her up inside, and she felt something building. Like pressure that wanted to be released. He plunged in, scraping his ridge along her inner walls, and pulled out, the electric tingle building the pressure. The air felt hot in her throat and her breath came out in stutters and gasps. Her chest heaved. Lincoln pulled out, and pushed in. Her stomach knotted. Lincoln pushed in, and pulled out. She was almost at the edge. Lincoln pulled out, and speared back in. Lori breathed in deep, filling her lungs, as the dam broke and all the force was released. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep from screaming, and instead, hummed loudly as a torrent of pleasure surged through her body.

As delirium clouded her mind, she drifted into a haze, content that she'd made the right choice.

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Chapter notes:

I recently bought a nintendo switch.

My head is floaty…