Standing infront the vanity mirror in their shared room, Lori looked at her reflection while she was wearing her favorite new blue dress which Lincoln chose for her. It wasn't anything too interesting or eye catching but it was the most precious and special thing for her. Why wouldn't it be, her brother was the one who picked it out for her as if he already knew the dress would be a perfect match to her figure. Now that she was used to wearing the dress, she realized how comfortable it was against her skin. While not constricting her movement, the dress still managed to accentuate the curves of her body in an alluring way.
It that wasn't good enough, she even received more likes when she posted her selfie while wearing the dress in her social media account. Which even Carol Pingrey was jealous of since she was also asking where she could buy the dress. Not wanting to be outmatched by her former rival, she kept it a secret even if they frequently visited the same mall together. It's not the dress that make her more attractive, the fact that it was chosen by her brother of all people was what that make it special. And even if Carol did find and buy the same dress, it still wouldn't be the same as hers.
After all Lincoln was the one who chose it for her.
A giggles escaped from her lips and her heart fluttered in her chest at the thought of him. In her mind, the memory of her brother smiling and complimenting her looks flashed repeatedly in her head much to her delight. She couldn't help but remember the lingering warmth of his gentle hug around her body as he embraced her in his arms. His face close to her neck and his breath kept sending excited shudders throughout her body, how she wished that he would just pressed his soft lips against her sensitive skin and ran his tounge along her jawline until he find her parted lips waiting for his. For him to grab her by the back of her neck and deepened their kiss, letting him assaulted her mouth with his tounge, tasting and exploring her like she was a new world to discover. Her core pinched and she rubbed her thighs together, just now noticing the heat growing in her neither region before she opened her eyes.
Wait, did she literally just...
The door to her room suddenly opened as Lori jumped a little when Luan appeared in her sight. Narrowing her eyes, Lori took a deep breath before completely turning to her younger sister direction, forgetting what she was just thinking about earlier.
"Seriously Luan, what did I tell you about getting into my room unannounced like that." She groaned in annoyance, crossing her arms.
"Not now Lori, there is something I wanted to talk with you about." Luan said, locking the door since she don't want any of their siblings to interrupt or listen to their conversation. Watching from the side, Lori raised a brow in confusion at her younger sister sudden change. It was quite an unusual sight for her to see her comedy inclined sister being like this
Luan turned around to look at her after making sure the door was locked only to stop with her eyes wide open when she saw the dress Lori was wearing. "Are you planning on going out somewhere?" She asked.
Startled, Lori nervously rubbed the back of her neck, her eyes averted to the side. "Well, not exactly."
"You look really good though, I've never seen you in that dress before, where did you buy it?" Luan curiously asked, her eyes examining the dress now distracting her mind from her current objective. She couldn't help but wonder if they have one but in yellow.
"Thanks, I got it when I went to the mall a few days ago." Lori bashfully replied, even receiving compliment from her sister was quite hard for her to do now without blushing. Everyime they complimented her dress, her mind would always went to him, thinking of his smiling face looking up at her with those innocent blue eyes of his.
"Really, you need to show me where you got it." Luan remarked, walking over to her eldest sister and running her index finger against the smooth material of the dress. She was fascinated by the soft fabric brushing against her touch as if it was made of silk. Great, now she really need to buy one. Would Lori be mad at her though for buying the same dress as her? After all she don't need another sister fight protocol being put in charge just because of this, if push come to shove she might as well hide her purchase if she need to. There is no reason that Lori need to know about it.
"Well, you need to ask Lincoln since he picked it out for me." Lori said as Luan flinched at the mention of their brother.
"Can you run that by me again..." Luan took a step back, her eyes staring at her eldest sister in suspicion.
"What? That Lincoln chose this dress for me." Lori repeated, confused with the way her younger sister was weirdly looking at her. Luan was rubbing her chin with her right hand while pursing her lips in thought, her narrowed eyes not once leaving her face as if she was scaling her reaction for something.
Honestly it was beginning to get more annoying than anything else since Luan seemed to be hiding something from her, and in this house there is nothing that would went unnoticed under her supervision as the eldest sister. She knew everything that happened in the house, and by that she meant EVERYTHING. She had already memorized each of her siblings routine and behavior since it was a normal thing in her life. After all, that was the only way she could keep her siblings in line and figure out what they would do while she was not around to look after them. It took a lot of effort but it was worth it since she could easily stop her siblings before they start doing something stupid nowadays, which was more frequent, but that was already expected.
At least it was much easier for her to relax now with Lincoln helping her with most of their sisters when they need someone to assist them with their activities. And to be honest, they seemed happier with Lincoln spending more time with them to do what they wanted. From being a mannequin for Leni when she had a new design she wanted to try, which Lori would occasionally joined to make sure that her younger sister would not force their brother into an awkward situation by wearing one of her more 'exotic' and 'unique' choice of questionable piece of clothing. She still wasn't sure if it was alright for her to call it that. Seriously there must be a line being put somewhere.
Being a jamming partner for Luna and Sam when they were practicing in the garage. Lincoln wasn't a professional with playing the drum but they still enjoyed it anyway when Lori caught a glimpse of them smiling and sweating at the music that they produced together. She didn't think much of it but she also caught Sam grinning and whispering something to Luna who was staring at Lincoln in his drenched white t-shirt that stuck to his skin, accentuating the faint curves of his firm chest, lean stomach and his back when they took a break before her face turned bright red and smacked her girlfriend at the back of her head. It wasn't too concerning at first, but now that she think about it, she is starting to have a second thought.
He also began exercising more with Lynn, either in their backyard or at the park to practice all kind of sports their jock sister has in mind. When they're not training, Lynn would suggest that they played some of his favorite video games together no matter how lame she said it was. Respecting her request to not give her any sort of help, he defeated her ten times in a row, frustrating the girl as she kept asking for a rematch. He complied, happily indulging himself with her tendency to be overcompetitive. Of course, it would take her more than a few games before she finally won one and started bragging of how great she was. Instead of rolling his eyes in annoyance like Lori did, he smiled at her, congratulating Lynn for her win.
He would also helped Lucy with her poem or just watched some horror movies together when she asked him to keep her company. Lori even decided to join them once to watch the sequel to the Harvester, Hunter and Hunted. And that was the last time she watched anything horror related with them. It was supposed to be a tame movie if by anything Lucy was telling her was the truth, but she don't exactly know what was considered tame for the young goth girl. If Lincoln was having a hard time to sit still while watching the movie, he was really good at hiding it. There was not even a hint of fear in his eyes as he wrapped his arm behind Lucy's shoulder when she leaned closer against him.
If they were not watching movie in the living room, Lucy would recited most of her poem to him, asking for his opinion as he pointed out where she could change the rhyming word for a better one. He would listened to her monotone voice, sometimes even while drawing in his sketchbook, creating a little world that fit her description. Lori still remembered when Lincoln showed his portrait drawing of Lucy to the goth sister. It was only a rough sketch but the details and proportion was so similar to the girl that even Lori was amazed when she saw it. Maybe it was just her imagination but she was sure that Lucy was smiling when Lincoln gave the drawing to her.
It was easier for him to spend his time with the twins since Lola and Lana are more than happy to have their only brother around. He was never bothered by their opposite personalities and the constant arguing over who got to have him first to play with them. He was used to that and still treated them like the nice older brother he was, doing what they wanted, either being a butler for Lola's tea party or helping Lana feeding her pets. They would even play pretend where he would be a monster trying to kidnap the pink princess while Lana fight him as a knight. As long as they had fun, he don't mind being there to see them smiling and laughing to their hearts content. Lori couldn't help but smiled slightly when she stumbled upon Lincoln lying on the floor with the sleeping Lola and Lana on each sides of him in the twins room.
He still helped Lisa with her experiment and play with Lily, but his time with the former was no longer as frequent as it used to be. Lori would still sees him walking into Lisa's room from time to time but that was it, she don't exactly know what they did in there other than conducting their usual experiment, which now that she thinks about it, she really had no idea what it was. Seriously, why didn't this crossed her mind before?
"Lori!" She was pulled out from her thought when Luan raised her voice.
"What?" Lori snarled back with a scowl, her thought earlier completely forgotten as annoyance filled her eyes.
"I was asking if you noticed anything weird about Lincoln when you went to the mall with him." Luan said, backing away at the sharp glare she was receiving from the older girl.
Lori groaned as the realization dawned upon her. "Seriously Luan." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Look, if you're still mad that I needed him to help me when he was listening to your comedy routine, I'm sorry okay, It was urgent."
"Hey! You called him just to ask what color you should paint your nails!" Luan indignantly shouted.
"It wasn't that long, why are you so mad about this?" Lori rolled her eyes, her arms folded over her chest.
"3 hours Lori! You took him for 3 hours just to choose and help you color your nails, seriously you know it was my turn with him." Luan remarked, her eyes flared in anger.
"You're overreacting Luan," Lori stated, not even bothered by the burning glare she was receiving from her younger sister.
"Well it's easy for you to say since you already got to spend more time with him than the rest of us, just because you're the oldest sister doesn't mean you can simply come and take him whenever you want, you're misusing your authority!" Luan retorted.
"Ugh, it wasn't my fault that your jokes are bad, I'm doing him a favor by taking him away from your torment." Lori mocked with a glower, gaining a shocked gasp from Luan who held her chest in her right hand.
Her offended expression instantly changed into one of rage. "You better take that back!" Luan shouted, not caring how loud she was being right now. Her pupils shrunk and her veins throbbed against her neck.
"What? That's your jokes are literally bad." Lori said, only fueling the anger rising in the younger girl. If she knew what would happen next due to her action, she would have kept her mouth shut instead of angering Luan more than she already did. If stealing her younger sister time with their only brother when he was willing to wasn't enough, she had the audacity to mock her for her passion that Lincoln has always encouraged her to never give up. She didn't have the right to insult her with her venomous words, she didn't have the right to tell her that everytime Lincoln smiled and laughed at her joke wasn't genuine. And most of all, she should have known better with who she was talking to.
Like a curtain being opened on a stage, the show finally begun...
The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, making the place much colder than usual, but that wasn't what that actually sent a shiver down the eldest sister spine. The source of her distress was the grin slowly creeping on the jokester face, only growing wider with every passing seconds. The room itself seemed to be darker now with both of them being the only sisters in there.
"Oh, you're so funny Lori, I almost believed you for a second there." Luan said with a low chuckle, a complete change from her anger induced self earlier, which unnerved Lori even more with how quick the transition was.
In a blink of a second Luan was no longer the usual cheerful sister that she knew, instead she was this... Whatever this creature is.
"You didn't really mean that do you, I know you like my joke." She softly patted Lori's cheek, her touch was cold and devoid of any sensation, leaving the eldest sister petrified and confused. Lori wanted to move and wiped her hand away but her body refused to listen to her demand, standing still as if there were strings attached to every part of her limbs.
"Look, you're such a nice girl there is no way you would say something like that." Luan retracted her hand and placing both of them behind her back. Her smile widened and Lori swallowed the lump in her throat when Luan started pacing around her like a predator playing with its helpless prey. "You wouldn't actually say that to your poor sister would you?" She faked a small frown.
Her smile returned, much wider and unsettling to her surprise. "You know April is getting closer right, sure there are still a few months away but It will come sooner or later and there is nothing you can do stop that." Luan giggled. "Imagine how many pranks I can think of before that day, just thinking about it makes me feel so... Excited~" She muttered, her warm breath caressing the eldest sister neck, sending a shiver throughout her entire body. But, what she said next was the last line for her.
"It would be a shame if anything happened to your favorite dress."
At that, Lori instantly broke from her petrified state and turned around to look at her younger sister. "If you even think of trying to put even a single finger on my dress, I swear I will break every of bones in your body and LITERALLY turn you into a human pretzel" She threatened, glaring at the smile widening on the jokester face.
"Even my funny one, I need them?" Luan chuckled.
If they were left alone any longer, there is no doubt that both of them will settle their problem right there and then as they were already within each other reach. It would only take one of them to make the first move and the rest will naturally take place until the other was defeated or down. It was so easy, just one single move would predict what will happen next between them, and yet that wasn't what that actually happened...
Whatever tension that lingered in the air earlier instantly disappeared when the door opened as Leni appeared in their sight, smiling like the warmth glow of the gentle morning sunlight. The intense atmosphere in the room brightened at the presence of the cheerful and innocent girl beaming the darkness away from the vicinity with her genuine smile alone. Birds were chirping in the distance and once again peace was restored in the house.
"I thought you locked the door?" Lori looked at the jokester with a brow raised in confusion, where the hell did that bird came from.
"I did." Luan replied, sporting the same confused expression as her oldest sister. Weirdly, she was back to her normal self by now as if nothing ever happened between them. Not that Lori was complaining, even if they actually fight she already know what the result would be like.
Upon seeing the two sisters almost lunging at each other, Leni raised a brow before flinching and lowering her head. She slowly walked over to her side of the room, picked up her pillow from her bed and nervously ran back out, ignoring Lori and Luan as if they were not even there in the first place.
"What just happened?" Luan asked.
"I don't know but I'm going to find out." Lori said, eventually walking out from the room.
"Lori wait, there is still something I want to talk about with you!" Luan stated as she began chasing after her eldest sister from behind.
"We will continue this conversation later Luan." Before she got to reach her, Lori waved her off and went downstairs, leaving the frustrated jokester alone in the room.
"Dang it Lori, I swear I'm probably the only one in this house who noticed that Lincoln and Lisa has been really weird lately." She groaned, stomping her feet until she got into her own shared room and slammed the door shut. Unbeknown to her, a pair of obscured eyes were peeking from within the darkness, watching and listening to every exchanges between her and Lori before they separated. Seeing enough already, the figure also decided to leave with the new information in mind, contemplating if it would either be an advantage or liability in the future. Whichever it might be, the figure couldn't help but felt slightly uneasy with the risk of someone else also finding out about the secret hidden in the house.
"Sigh, this is going to be a problem." A monotone voice spoke.
As soon as Lori arrived downstairs, she was met with the unexpected sight of Leni nervously hugging the pillow in her arms while most of her sisters were looking at her in the living room. The rerun of Dream boat was being broadcasted in the tv but none of them were watching it anymore, now more interested with the item in Leni's embrace and the way she was avoiding their gazes.
"What's with the pillow sis?" Luna confusedly asked, saying what has been in all their minds right now.
Startled, Leni jumped a little at the question, her eyes widened and she quickly hid the obvious pillow behind her back, not doing much since they could still clearly see the soft item in their views. She lowered her eyes and kicked the floor beneath her, nervously squirming under her sisters curious gazes. "W-what pillow?" She muttered in a low voice, a tinge of red painted her cheek. No matter how they look at this, they couldn't help but be slightly irritated with how cute Leni was being at the moment. Even Luna began to blush at the sight of their embarrassed sister peeking at them with her pure innocent eyes. A look so childish and vulnerable for someone with the beautiful figure of a teenager that was almost nearing adulthood. How is this even possible? How can someone be so pure? If someone were to guess, that was probably what playing in most of their heads right now.
Luckily one of them was no longer surprised and affected by this after years of constantly being exposed to the girl's Innocence as her roommate. "Cut it out Leni, what are you doing with the pillow?" Lori sternly asked, her eyes narrowed into a glare and her arms folded over her chest.
Leni squeaked, just now noticing the presence of the eldest sister standing behind her. Turning around, she looked at Lori with her bright eyes and quivering lips, a look that has been so familiar amongst the residents in the house. It she was Lincoln, she might have been swayed by her cute pouty face, but as the oldest sister, she have more tolerance against their pleading expression.
"That's not going to work on me Leni, now spill it!" Lori raised her voice, more harsher and demanding with authority.
"I-I'm-" She hesitated, her eyes nervously darting from meeting her glare.
"You're what?" Lori asked, growing more impatient by every seconds while waiting for her younger sister to answer.
"Like I'm going to sleep in the kitchen...right, that was it, nothing more." Leni chuckled. Bless her sister but she was never good at lying.
"I thought you believe me Leni but if you think that you can't trust me then fine, you don't need to tell me anything." Lori faked being hurt, she don't like doing this to her younger sister but Leni seemed to be more determined than usual to keep whatever she was going to do later only to herself. It was unusual for her younger sister to lie about anything so it must have been something really important that she don't want the rest of them to know.
"Wait Lori! I trust you, it's just that..." She paused, considering her next words properly.
"Like I was making a smoothie in the kitchen earlier and..." Leni said, looking at rest of her younger sisters sitting at the couch. She swallowed the lump in her throat and let out a defeated sigh, her eyes returning back to the floor in resignation. No matter how much she wanted to do this, she don't want to hurt her sisters, any of them.
"And I saw Linky taking a nap under the tree in the backyard, I thought he wouldn't mind if I join him." Leni softly smiled, hugging the pillow closer against her aching chest. Her face buried into the soft material, hiding the sadness swirling in her eyes and the frown now curling on her lips. She wanted to be there with him, to watch his peaceful sleeping face while running her fingers through her white hair. To be alone with him and let his calm heartbeat be the only noise she could hear between them. If she was lucky, his lips would be slightly parted with his every breath, offering himself for her to take and cherish with hers. She wanted that to happen so bad that she didn't realize her embrace tightened against the pillow, hoping that her brother was the one in her arms instead. Just one more time, she wanted to feel the comforting warmth of her brother just this once.
One of the sisters slowly stood up from the couch and Leni almost cry at the sound of someone moving. She clutched the pillow tighter in her hands, standing still like a statue with her choked breathe being the only evident she was alive. But none of her sisters seemed to notice that. She wanted to be there... Is it wrong for her to spend more time her brother?
"So, you're saying that Stinkcoln is alone back there?" Lynn said with a smile, already looking at the direction of the kitchen. As expected she wasn't the only one who was thinking of going there since the rest of the sisters were also having the same thought. They shared a glance with each other, narrowing their eyes and stood from the couch.
Noticing what her sisters were planning, Lynn tried to run away to the kitchen but Luna managed to catch her wrist and pull her back with a glare. "Nah dude, I don't think you should bother him." She said.
Lynn roughly pulled her hand away from her elder sister before returning her glare. "Who said I'm going to bother him, I just wanted to make sure that he will be safe, you heard what Leni said, he's alone back there." Lynn scowled.
"Knowing you, I'm sure that you will only bring more trouble to him." Lola rolled her eyes.
"What did you say?" Lynn shouted, her anger rising as she approached the pink princess.
"Back off sister." Lana stood between Lola and Lynn with a heavy wrench being directed towards the latter, defending her twin from their older sister.
"Or what?" Lynn said, cracking her knuckles.
"Both of you knock it off." Luna tried stopping them. "I don't think any of us should bother him right now, he must be really tired that he decided to take a nap there." She reasoned.
"Even if you said that, you still wanted to go back there don't you?" Lynn turned to look at Luna who flinched and avoided her gaze. Her words contradicting with what her mind and body language showed
"And where do you think you're going Lucy." She snatched the goth girl by the back collar of her black dress, stopping her from passing the living room with a pillow in her arms.
"Sigh, the only time I don't want to be noticed and yet you caught me that easy, fate is really cruel and unfair." She bitterly stated as everyone in the room could sense the venom laced in her monotone voice, a surprise with how the goth girl was usually good at keeping her emotions hidden beneath her impenetrable facade.
"Enough!" Lori raised her voice as they all looked at her. "None of us are going to disturb him and that is final." She said, silencing her sisters who tried to argue with a sharp glare.
"L-Lori?" Leni weakly said, still hugging her pillow.
"Sorry Leni, not even you, it wouldn't be fair for the rest of us." Lori half-heartedly apologized.
Her fragile and wounded heart sank. "Oh, it's okay... I totes understand, I don't want to see them fighting with each other either." Leni faked a smile and still no one seemed to notice anything. "I'm just going to be in my room if you need me." Leni said as her voice slightly cracked, betraying the shattering smile on her face. She walked upstairs, leaving the rest of her sisters in the living room.
"Wait, not all of us are here right now, I know Luan is in our room and Lily is sleeping but where is Lisa?" Luna asked with a brow raised. Not far from her, Lucy clenched her teeth and buried her black nails into the pillow she was tightly clutching in her hands. A low growl escaped from her lips.
"Oh come on, she can't really be back there right?" Lana rolled her eyes in frustration.
"Well there is only one way to find out." Lola said through gritted teeth.
They all went to the kitchen and opened the back door, letting the beam of sunlight into their house. Sure enough the sight of Lisa reading a book beside their sleeping brother entered their view.
"Sigh, I should've seen this coming." Lucy said as she walked away, not wanting to see her dearest brother with her younger sister any longer. No matter how much she despise Lisa for stealing her time from Lincoln, she knew there is nothing she could do for now if she wanted to get to the end result.
"See, there is nothing you need to worry about, if anything happened Lisa would've tell us, we should let them be for now." Lori reasoned which they nodded as a response before also deciding to leave. Taking a quick glance at Lincoln and Lisa, a small frown crept upon her face at how close they are before Lori closed the door and walked away. She would have told Lisa to get inside and replaced her to look after their sleeping brother but she also don't want to risk waking Lincoln up by doing so.
"Are they gone yet?" A male voice softly spoke.
"Affirmative." A monotone voice replied.
Slowly parting his eyes to get used with his surrounding light, Lincoln smiled at the sight of Lisa glancing at him from the corner of her eyes. Gentle beam of sunlight pierced through the gaps between the leaves, enveloping the brown haired girl in a welcoming warmth glow as if touching her would burn him, not that it would stop him anyway. When their gazes met, she quickly looked away as if she was caught doing something indecent, lifting the book to cover her face.
He held back the chuckle of amusement from escaping his lips and raised his right hand, his index finger landed on the top of the book and slowly pulled it down, revealing the girl hiding behind it. "Like what you're seeing?" He teasingly asked, his other hand threaded through his white hair, wiping them to the back from covering his forehead. Her blush darkened and she averted her eyes away from looking at him.
A chuckle slipped from his curved lips as Lincoln shifted his body closer to the girl and laid the back of his head on her stomach, his eyes staring at her flustered face.
"The others would be quite upset if they see you like this." She stated, fixing her glasses.
"Just say that I moved in my sleep, I'm sure they can't argue with that." He responded before pressing his freckled cheek against the soft fabric of her green turtleneck sweater. He inhaled deeply, taking in the nice scent of the spectacled girl, a smell that he had grown familiar to much to his liking. So Intoxicating and inviting, just like how he prefers them. A unique scent that he could only find in the girl that had somehow stolen his heart. A beautifully sculptured agony if he could find the proper words to describe her affects on him. And yet he couldn't help but be begging for more of her.
"You're being quiet affectionate today, is there something on your mind you want to speak about?" Lisa asked as she placed her book aside and ran her small hand through his white hair, playing with the strand between her delicate fingers.
"Is it really that obvious?" He chuckled, already knowing that it would be pointless to hide anything from her. His usual smile slowly turning into a thin line.
Lincoln placed his hand over hers and brought them to his lips, tenderly planting a kiss on her knuckles in devotion. He then pressed the back of her hand against his forehead as his eyes eventually closed shut, feeling the warmth growing in his body due to her touch.
"Lise..." He muttered, letting her warmth led his thought out from their prison he had created in his mind.
"What is it Lincoln?" She asked, her usual monotone voice slightly changed, much softer and reassuring for him to continue.
"Would it be better if I'm dead?" He could feel her small figure tensed at his words as Lincoln quickly tightening his grasp on her hand, feeling guilt slowly clawing against his skin for scaring her like that. "No, I didn't mean it like that..." He explained, his heart beating faster in his chest.
"Disregarding the fear you caused me earlier, mind to elaborate what you actually have in mind." She asked, her small hand tightly clenching his, bringing some comfort to his worry for her.
"We don't need to do it now, maybe when we're much older, we can do something to fake my death and create a new identity for me. I'm pretty sure that it wouldn't be that hard with the knowledge and device that we have at hands. Then we will live far away from here, just the both of us..." He opened his eyes, his hand gently playing with her delicate fingers, comparing them with his. Even after all the experiment she had conducted in the past, her skin was still soft and smooth.
"Indeed that was not impossible to accomplish but..." She paused and as if he already knew what she is going to say next, a frown plastered on his face.
"Our familial units would be really sad if you're suddenly gone from their life like that." Lisa said, sending a sharp sense of guilt piercing through his heart.
Hearing her words, Lincoln let out a humorless chuckle and buried his face closer into the fabric of her sweater, ashamed with himself for how cruel he was. "Sorry... I'm being selfish again." He apologized.
"There's nothing you need to apologise for Lincoln, even if you said that I know you still wanted to be a part of this family, I know you wouldn't want to hurt them." Lisa wiped the stray strand of her brown hair behind her ear. "You still wanted to be their brother." Her lips curved up slightly.
"But I love you Lise, you know I can't stop myself from loving you, why does it hurt so much, why can't I love you and still be their brother, I don't understand." He closed his eyes shut tightly as his body tensed in fear.
"And I love you too Lincoln, I will always love you." Lisa said, placing her hand on her cheek before turning his face until their eyes met. She lowered her face and pressed her soft lips against his forehead, easing all the worry and doubt away from lingering in his mind.
Backing away from him, Lisa flashed a small smile of admiration. "You're a good brother, and a good boyfriend." She stated as a lone tear rolled down from the corner of his eyes.
He quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand and let out a genuine chuckle. "What did I ever do to deserve you." He muttered, placing his arm over his face, not wanting her to easily see through him from his eyes. His heart skipped a beat when Lisa placed her index finger against his lips.
"I could say the same about you." She replied.
Smiling, he moved his arm away from his face and looked at her in adoration. Lincoln lifted his upper body up from the ground until they were at the same height and stared at the spectacled girl expression while bringing his face closer to hers.
Her beautiful brown eyes hazy beneath her thick round glasses as her warm breath caressed his face. Tilting his head slightly, he pressed his lips against hers, sliding his tounge into her mouth when he felt her soft lips parted for him. He deepened their kiss as his tounge lashing against hers, mixing their saliva and drinking them to savour her taste.
Lisa clutched tightly against his orange t-shirt, letting him softly yet possessively took over their kiss, exploring her mouth while tasting her sweet flavor that he was addicted to. When he pulled away, a string of their combined saliva sticking between their coated tounges as both of them were panting for air. She almost pushed her lips back against his but stopped at the soft smile currently plastered on his flushed face.
"I guess I really am a drunk for your love." He chuckled, pressing his forehead against hers.
"Then feel free to drink me as much as you want." Lisa wrapped her arms around his neck before pulling his face closer for another kiss which he gladly reciprocated. There is no way he could deny the girl of his love anything that he could offer, she deserved every love that he could give after all.
A/N: I actually started this fic just for jokes and one shots at first, somehow it suddenly have a plot now. Weird how this writing stuff work. Since there isn't much fic focusing on Lisacoln here, I guess I'm just going to wait for brother complex by dark dragon of creation and back on her feet by trillhouse to update.