A Twisted Comfort : A dark Loricoln Oneshot
The muffled sound of sobbing could be heard from up the stairs in the Loud Family's home. Sobbing not from one, but two rooms of the house. In one room, we have the eldest Loud child, Lori, with streaks of mascara running down her cheeks. In the other, we have the white haired son Lincoln; or should we say, white and speckled red haired son. What could have caused such a scene? What could have possibly happened? One thing was certain, someone went too far.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in Royal Woods. Warm, calm and quiet. At least it should have been. Especially since at the time, no one but Lincoln (age 15) and Lori (age 21) were in the house. The rest of the family were either in college, living on their own, or with their mom and dad at Aunt Gertrude's until Monday. So normally the house would be as quiet and peaceful as Study Hall. That is until Lori broke the tranquility with a shout of anger.
"WHAT!?" Lori shouted in absolute anger at her phone.
"I'm sorry babe, but this isn't gonna work out." Bobby replied on the other end of their call.
"What do you mean 'This isn't gonna work out'!?"
"Look Lori, ever since I first had to move away, I've been asking the question: How long can this long distance relationship last? And I was hoping that the answer would be 'Longer than we've been together'. But unfortunately, that wasn't reality."
"Who is she?"
"Huh?"
"Who is the skank you've been seeing behind my back!?"
"And there it is. The constant jealousy. I've never assumed you were cheating, yet you think I've already got someone waiting. You're insufferable." Bobby said in annoyance. "Besides, I could ask you the same thing."
"Excuse me!?" Lori asked offendedly.
"Anytime we happen to spend a night together and I try to make a move, you say you're not ready yet. And then when you fall asleep, you're having sex dreams about other guys. And do you know whose name you keep moaning in your little fantasies? Lincoln. So by your own logic, for all I know YOU COULD BE FUCKING HIM!"
Lori was left flabbergasted, offended and horrified. The fact that he accused her of such a thing was one thing, but the idea of Bobby hearing her moan Lincoln's name in her sleep was true horror. Especially since she was indeed having dirty dreams about her own little brother. But it's not she ever acted on them. She had Bobby. And she knew never to cross such a line. And for Bobby to think that about her made her just as furious as she was heartbroken.
"You listen here you Churro-armed beta male, I'm not some sicko who'd molest little boys; especially my one family! I have been saving myself for you and you alone! I wanted our first time to be special, is that so wrong!?" Lori shouted.
"You mean YOUR first time." Bobby rebutted.
"...Wh-what?" Lori asked in fear of what she was hearing.
"YOUR first time. Not OUR first time." Bobby affirmed.
"Bobby wh-what are you saying?"
"I'm not a virgin, Lori."
"But, but you said I was the first girl you ever had feelings for. That you'd never done it before."
"I did. The first time we met, that was true. And I really hadn't done it before. Until four weeks ago."
"*shakey breath* Four weeks?"
"Yeah. With Fantasia."
"H-how could you?"
"Given how needy you've always been, and how easy it is for you to put my needs and feelings on the back burner, it was fairly easy. I put myself through hell for you, done things that would normally be impossible for most, just to see you smile. And what do I get in return, a few shallow hugs and kisses and you acting like an entitled princess."
"Thi-This can't be happening." Lori thought to herself as the gravity of his words became more apparent, causing streams of tears to flow.
"But I guess that was my fault. I have a habit of spoiling the people I love."
"Please don't do this."
"Hope you find someone else who can love you the way you need to be loved."
"Please no."
"Cause I can't do this anymore." Bobby said before he hung up.
Lori couldn't take it anymore. She began to cry as if she watched her family die in front of her. The walls were the same old paper thin walls from yesteryear, so Lincoln managed to hear a good chunk of the fight from his room. But since they had falling outs all the time, and the regular commotion of all the other sisters, Lincoln was able to filter it out, treating it as background noise while he was writing for his own fan comic about Ace Savvy. But when he heard the more dramatic than usual crying, he knew something was wrong.
"Well Ace, I guess I'll have to cut our meeting short. There's someone there that needs my help." Lincoln said as he closed his laptop.
He then left his room with a box of soothing tissues, knowing she'd need them. Soon enough he was knocking on her door. But there was no response. Just muffled sobbing. So he decided to do something that would normally get him torn to pieces: enter without permission. He knew he might leave with a black eye, but his sister needed him and that's all that mattered. So he took a deep breath, let it out and entered.
"Lori?" Lincoln called as he cautiously opened the door. "Is everything ok?"
He walked in, the sound of her sobbing becoming slightly louder. He stepped closer until he stood next to her.
"I brought you some tissues. Thought you might need them." Lincoln said.
Lori pulled her mascara stained face from her newly makeup stained pillow and sat up, taking one of the tissues to wipe her face.
"So, do you wanna talk about what happened or do you need some space?" Lincoln asked.
"*sniff* Bobby broke up with me." Lori replied trying to hold back another wave of tears.
"What? Why?" Lincoln asked shocked by the news. "You two seemed inseparable."
"Well he obviously doesn't feel that way. *sniff* At least not anymore."
"Why would he break up with you? Isn't he head over heels for you? Cause last time I checked, he trapped himself inside of a box and mailed himself to you for Christmas, came through torrential rain because you hadn't replied to his texts and threw anything to the side to prioritize your needs. What changed?"
"It felt one sided to him. He put in so much effort while I *hic* *sniff* barely did anything for him." Lori said as se blew her nose in the tissue and tossing it in a nearby trash bin.
Lincoln went quiet at that point, simply rubbing her back in an effort to comfort her. He kinda understood where Bobby was coming from. From the outside it did seem one sided, and anyone in Bobby's position would have given up years ago if they weren't as in love with Lori as he was. Even he himself at times wondered why he went so far and beyond for her. But it seemed that if there was love involved, even demons could look like angels. But of course he couldn't tell Lori that. Not if he wanted to remain in one piece. But before he could think of a sentence, Lori spoke.
"He said I was acting like an entitled princess. And honestly, how could anyone see it any different?" Lori said.
"Lori, look. I know we've had our differences; hell we're siblings. That's basically a right of passage. So there have been times I thought so too. But when I started dating and got a better understanding of women, I realized that you simply had a sense of self value. You know how great you are and you wanted someone who could see your worth." Lincoln said.
"*sniff* Yeah. And Bobby was the first to see it. I guess I just didn't meet his expectations or needs."
"Needs? What do you mean nee-" Lincoln said before coming to the realization of the meaning of what she said. "Oh that Churro-armed, horny bastard beta male!"
"He even *sniff* he even cheated on me with some girl and gave her his first time."
This angered Lincoln even more. It's one thing to break up with someone, but to break up with someone after cheating on them because they wanted to wait for the right time to share their first time with you, that was the last straw. Bobby became irredeemable in his eyes. A total scumbag.
"Hey Lori, what do you say we watch a couple bad movies, order some pizza and forget about that prick?" Lincoln suggested.
"*sniff* I'd like that." Lori said as she hugged her brother. "You always know how to cheer me up."
She released her hold allowing Lincoln to leave. But as he stepped out of her room, something felt off. For what appeared to be no reason, Lori felt...cold. Like cold internally. As if her source of warmth was ripped from her. She didn't understand it, but what she noticed was that it only happened when Lincoln left. That's when a dark thought came into her head.
"Lincoln is my warmth." Lori thought.
About an hour later the door bell rang, alerting Lori to the proposed activity for the night. Of course since the door bell never got fixed, the delivery girl got zapped and ran off. Once again they got free pizza thanks to the door bell. Lori made it downstairs as Lincoln set down the two boxes on the living room coffee table.
"Free pizza?" Lori asked.
"The best kind." Lincoln replied causing both of them to chuckle.
"So what are we gonna torture ourselves with tonight?"
"Well, from what's available on the service, we have Vampires Suck, Cabin in the Woods, White Chicks (personal favorite) or Dragonball: Evolution."
"I wouldn't touch Dragonball: Evolution even if you paid me a million solid gold $100 bills. Let's watch Vampires Suck."
"Twilight parody it is." Lincoln said as he went to get some drinks.
As Lincoln laid out some sodas and a bottle of wine with some cups, they sat down to watch the absolute trainwreck of a movie. Soon the mood lightened immensely. The living room was filled with the sound of laughter, pizza munching and drink guzzling. Everything seemed right with the world; that is until Lori finished 3/4 of the wine. The Louds had a history of low alcohol tolerance, Lincoln being the weakest. He could only handle 2 beers before his head starts spinning. So of course Lori would've been drunk after how much she drank.
"That was great. I really needed this." Lori said as the movie finished.
"Glad I could make you feel better." Lincoln replied.
A short silence filled the room.
"You know Lincoln, I don't think we show you the appreciation you deserve, you know?" Lori said leaning on his shoulder. "You do and go through so much for us and we barely consider you."
"Hey, don't even think about it. Everyone has their own stuff to deal with. I'm just glad you guys could rely on me." Lincoln replied.
"Still, we basically take advantage of your kindness. Especially me."
"Well, I think I know a way you could make it up to me."
"Of course! Anything you want, you name it." Lori said looking into his eyes earnestly.
"Wait here." Lincoln said as he got up.
He went into the kitchen and came back with his hands behind his back. He then presented to her a box of her favorite chocolates.
"Take this and feel better." Lincoln said as he sat down giving them to her.
"Are...Are these what I think they are?" Lori asked in disbelief.
"Yep, your favorite. The Echelon Valentine's Selection Box."
"But they only make these every February! How did you get these?!"
"I made sure to save a box just for this occasion. And I'm pretty sure you can guess how much trouble it was to keep these hidden in this house."
"But why would you keep these around and not take any?"
"Because they're your favorite and I thought you needed something to cheer you up. I know how things get between you and Bobby sometimes, so I kept these on hand in case you'd need em."
Lori was taken aback by such a gesture. To think her little brother, someone who she and her sisters borderline abused, did something so considerate and kind. Lincoln gave her a look as to say: well, aren't you gonna try em? She opened the box and picked a random chocolate, not knowing what the flavors would be. As she ate it, her tongue was blanketed in a sheet of semisweet chocolate and salted caramel with a hint of bourbon; her favorite flavor. She was lost in the pure ecstasy that filled her mouth, to the point where all she could think of was floating down a warm river of chocolate and caramel. Due to the sheer joy she felt, she hugged Lincoln tightly, as if she wanted to squeeze her gratitude into him.
"Thank you sooo much Lincoln. I love you so much." Lori said.
"Don't mention it. It's the least I could do." Lincoln replied.
Then as Lori looked into his eyes, she felt like something pulled her to him. Pulling her to do something she normally wouldn't do. She quickly closed the distance between them and took his lips. This unsurprisingly shocked Lincoln. Who wouldn't be shocked if their sibling suddenly started kissing them on the mouth. But what shocked Lincoln the most was the fact that he didn't even try to pull away. He was simply frozen. Then eventually, he melted into it. Kissing: Lincoln Loud's ultimate weakness; guaranteed to make him lose his sense of restraint. At least until you stop.
As Lori kissed her brother, she began dreaming again. She's still floating down a river of chocolate and caramel, but now she's in a caramel boat wearing nothing, with Lincoln dressed and playing the role of a gondola man, rowing them downstream while singing an Italian love song. He then proceeded to pull the pole out of the river, revealing a ladle at the end of it filled with the contents of the river and drizzled it over chest and stomach. Putting it aside, he walked up to her with a sultry look, kneeling infront of her and used his fingers to spread the blanket of melted chocolate and caramel even further. But she suddenly snapped back to reality, seeing exactly what she was doing. She pulled herself off of him, panting for air.
"Oh my God! Lincoln I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me!" Lori said in disbelief of what she did to her brother.
"*chuckle* It's alright Lori, I get it." Chuckled Lincoln. "You're hurting and looking for comfort. So now that someone is giving you the kind of comfort you need, you start feeling things and start acting up."
"So your...not mad?"
"No, of course not. It was just a kiss, no harm done. I mean it's not like we're the first siblings to kiss. That's a form of kinship in some families. No biggie."
"Well, I don't think normal brothers and sisters kiss like we just did."
"Since when have we been normal? But you do have a point. We'll just let this one slide."
"O-Ok, if that's fine with you."
After that they finished the movie and the drinks and snacks and headed to their rooms. It was a bit early, but the alcohol said otherwise. But while Lincoln was half way into a deep sleep, Lori couldn't even lay down. She was having an internal conflict about what happened. Constantly going back and forth with the fact that what she did was wrong, but it felt so good; it felt so right. She obviously knew
that doing lover's stuff with your sibling is wrong, and doing that kind of stuff with Lincoln would be proving Bobby right, but for some reason, whether it was the alcohol or her broken heart, all she could think about was that chocolate induced daydream. About the fact that she thought of him in such a way. Deep down she wished she could experience that in real life. But she knew Lincoln wouldn't do that. Sure he may love her, but not in that way. Right? But then she remembered what Lincoln said after she kissed him.
"It's alright Lori, I get it. You're hurting and looking for comfort." She remembered. "That's a form of kinship in some families. No biggie."
This steeled her resolve. Whatever heartbreak and loneliness that was inside that was trying to push her into the direction of her brother finally found an avenue to do so. Her emotions took over her morality in a very sinister way and twisted what were supposed to be words of comfort into an invitation. So much so that she had the eyes of a predator looking at its defenseless prey.
After getting herself made up she made her way to Lincoln's room. As she opened the door, she was greeted with a sight that once used to annoy her. Lincoln laying on his back, legs spread, wearing nothing but red boxer briefs that showed off his goods.
"God it like he's begging me to do this." Lori whispered to herself as she hungrily stared at her soon to be prey with a devious smirk.
She closed the door behind her and slowly walked towards him. She knelt down by his bedside as she examined her target. Just the sight of it caged in his boxers made her womanhood tremble. But she would soon be left speechless as she slowly freed the beast from its confines. There before her was Lincoln's thick seven inch member lying dormant, waiting for her to make it erupt. She gently took hold of his member and slowly stroked it, looking at his face for any signs of pleasure or, in a worst case scenario, signs of waking up. Luckily for her it was prior. Lincoln let out light moans unconsciously from her actions. This motivated her to continue. She then began stroking harder causing him to moan a bit louder. And due to the pleasure he was feeling, his member became stiff, standing two inches taller than before.
"Good God! He's huge!" Lori thought.
But this only made her want more. She licked her lips as she prepared to take him into her mouth. She lightly licked the tip of his dick which made Lincoln gasp. The flavor on her tongue, though it was strange, was one of the best things she'd ever experienced. She then took his full length into her mouth, causing Lincoln to moan louder. Miraculously, he didn't wake up; he was mumbling something in his sleep. Lori continued bobbing her head up and down on Lincoln's shaft, bringing him closer to orgasm. Moments away from climax, Lincoln called out someone's name.
"Ronnie Anne."
Hearing this tripped a wire in Lori's brain. She didn't like the fact that Lincoln called someone else's name, much less that it was Ronnie Anne's. That name only reminded her of the man who ripped her heart out.
"You should only be thinking about me!" Lori thought as she bit his member hard enough to break the skin and cause mild bleeding.
This sudden jolt of pain woke Lincoln up while also causing him to cum into Lori's mouth. The feeling of release mixed with the stinging pain, creating a strange feeling that he wasn't sure how to feel about. All he knew was something wasn't right. But while Lincoln was caught in a confused afterglow, Lori was savoring the flavor of Lincoln's cream. To her it was better than any confectionery she ever had. But that was probably the hormones and broken heart talking. This caused Lori's already out of control flame to flare up even more. She was ready to make the final step down a path of no return. She crawled over him while he was still out of his wits until both of their sexes were aligned. And before he could even protest, while holding on to his member, she plunged herself onto him. This caused both of them to cry out; one in confusion and the other in a mix of pain and ecstasy. Once the blood from her broken hymen dripped onto her hand, mixing with the bit of blood from Lincoln's bite wound, she let go of it. Finally, Lincoln assembled his thoughts enough to be able to speak.
"W-W-What's going on?! What's happening?!" Lincoln asked in shock.
"We became one my love." Lori answered in an unsettlingly calming and sultry voice while running her blood covered hand through his hair, leaning toward his face. "Both body and soul."
She kissed his lips. Lincoln didn't move for two reasons: he couldn't fully process what was going on and he becomes nearly powerless when kissed lovingly. If only the situation wasn't as twisted as it was. Lori began to ride him. Waves of pleasure coursed through her. This was the best feeling ever for her. But for Lincoln, due to the gravity of the situation and the wound on his member being stung by Lori's heat and juices, he felt a mix of dread, pain and unwanted pleasure. Lori moaned louder and louder as she increased her speed, being lost in the sheer ecstasy of her first time, occasionally spouting out random curses and adorations. Lincoln, doing his best to protest, reached out to try and push her off. But when his hands came into contact with Lori, she pulled off her top and grabbed his hands.
"All you had to do was ask." Lori said, completely misunderstanding what he was trying to do as she placed his hands on her exposed breasts.
Things were getting dangerous for Lincoln. Even though he didn't want to, inspite of the pain and horror, he was inching closer and closer to climax. He tried to get his hands free, but Lori's grip was unusually strong. And as she herself was getting close to her climax, she pinned his hands to the bed in an attempt to get more leverage to move faster.
"Loriii...stop, please! I'm gonna cum!" Lincoln grunted, doing his best to hold back his seed.
"Me too! *huff* Let's do it together!" Lori replied, lost in ecstasy.
"No! We can't! Aaaah! We're siblings! I don't want this!"
"It's okay honey, let it out! Give me your love!"
Within seconds, Lincoln shot out 5 shots of his seed deep inside of her through tears. Lori forced herself flush onto his crotch, making sure to get everything as deep as possible. As she looked down at her "lover" expecting to see a face filled with love and ecstasy, she was instead met with a face filled with shame, sadness and resentment.
"W-Why Lori? Why did you do this?" Lincoln asked through tears.
Finally realizing what she had really done, her pleasure was replaced with horror. She couldn't believe she did that to her precious little brother. In a fit of shame, she hurriedly removed herself from him, grabbed her discarded clothes and ran out of his bedroom while sobbing out "I'm sorry.".
And so we return to the scene at the start of this story. Will Lincoln ever forgive his sister? Will Lori fall deeper into despair? The only thing that remains certain is that their relationship will never be the same again.
Author's Note:
Hey everyone. It's been a while hasn't it? Well, this is my first ever attempt to right a dark story. It's not my forte so I'm not sure how well it came out. Just wanted to switch things up once. So uh... hope you guys enjoyed this (if this is what you like) and I'll see you guys next time.