A/N: Yes, last chapter was shorter. No it wasn't because I'm losing interest. Yes this chapter is way longer, it was planned that way in the story board. I probably should have forewarned about how some of the chapter's are going to be kind of funny because I have things that I want each chapter to achieve and I guess sometimes that can be done in way fewer words than I thought it would. Also someone asked me if I use AI to write these. Ouch. Not because there's anything wrong with that but because I don't. The only tools at my disposal are this shit laptop, alcohol, and Benadryl. I didn't even know AI was an option. Oh well.

Also, yes Lori is portrayed as somewhat of a bad person, especially in her own mind. You can't really be an adult and sleep with a teenager and not be somewhat fucked up. On the other end, this chapter is going to really focus on a bit of the humanization of her. Lincoln being a good guy is also going to be somewhat out the window when we get to Leni. Most of the time him being portrayed as a good guy is through his sisters' eyes anyway. The idea of him setting the bar for all the other guys around him is a big theme in this story, as well as the idea that he's just about the only person who'll actively put up with his sister's shit long term.

As always, enjoy!

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Lori was sitting in the bottom floor foyer room at around 11 pm. She hadn't been there a full night yet, but she was already ready to tap out. She had the TV on reruns of Dream Boat. She was smiling remembering the times her and Lincoln watched the show together with the rest of her sisters when they still lived together. She smiled as the nostalgia coursed through her brain. Bram appeared on the screen and she frowned, looking down at her feet. She had seen Lucy in the hall when Lincoln welcomed her and Loan to the complex, but she quickly retreated to the basement. She shook her head, as she still blamed herself for most of what transpired, even if it was Lucy who started the helter skelter, bringing buried feelings of their siblings to the surface, after all, she was the oldest. Instead of taking things at face value she did what she did, letting jealousy and alcohol cloud her actions.

Much as Lucy blamed herself for the situation at large, Lori did so equally in spades.

She hadn't noticed that the current object of her thoughts had appeared behind her, as if manifesting from the darkness, "Poor dear Bram, he deserved so much better," she turned her head slowly to face her, "Lincoln still watches reruns of this show every opportunity he gets."

Lori would've jumped out of her skin if it was possible, "How can you still do that, even at your height?!"

Lucy smiled, "The darkness and I are as one, dear sister."

"Still as creepy as ever," Lori smiled, "I think this is the most you've said to me in years."

"Sigh," Lucy agreed as she sat next to her older sister, "I can't lie, I resented you slightly, as I am sure you did me as well."

"Why would I resent you?" Lori asked, turning her face away from her younger sister.

She expected her to say because she was the one who ruined the family, which would have been the wrong answer, but instead, as Lucy often was, she was far more in tune with reality than she seemed, "Because I was first," was her simple response, which caused Lori to turn back to her, "Like you were to bare his brood."

Lori attempted to dismiss her sister's reasoning, but the words wouldn't come out of her mouth, "I-I... I..."

Lucy smiled, "I understand dear sister... we're all sinners. But our dearest brother... He's never been like us. Part of me still fears that he only partakes in our desires as a sick favor to all of us... until I see him with Lupa," she interlaced her fingers, "Her dark desires aside, his face tells me when he's with her, with any of them, that he doesn't believe any of what we've done was a mistake... regardless of how wrong it all is."

She placed her hand on her oldest sister's thigh, "You need to forgive yourself. He already forgave you long ago... and it's torture for him not to see his oldest sister."

Lori put her hands in her head, "B-but what if I-"

"He'll accept you," Lucy cut her off to assure her, "No matter what you do."

She bit her lower lip, "What about Bobby?"

"That's your cross to bare, dear sister. You'll have to decide what it's all worth to you. But you've tortured yourself for long enough. I believe you've earned the right to be a little selfish."

Her oldest sister said nothing in response. Instead she walked to the kitchen and began digging through the cabinets, sure enough she found what she was looking for. A bottle that read Jimmy Walker Black Label no.5 Cask Strength Bourbon Whiskey. The same drink that started all of this. She pulled the cork out of the top of the bottle and grabbed two glasses. She looked at them, poured one, and took a swig straight from the bottle. She corked the bottle again and picked up the two glasses. Once she got to the top stairs her head was already starting to spin. She stared at his door for a moment before throwing back the shot she had in the glass.

"This is, literally, the worst idea ever," she knocked on the door gently, and her brother answered the door, shirtless, "Lincoln Loud... we need to talk... now."

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It was Saturday, the day after Lori had caught them. She hadn't slept the night prior. Who could after what she had witnessed? How they were doing that so brazenly. How she was riding him so... desperately. Thinking about it made her feel sick, but sent a chill down her spine. What was wrong with her? What was wrong with him?! She had to do something... but what? If she told her parents that would probably be it for Lincoln. Could she really do that to him though? What had happened? There was only one way she'd ever find out.

She'd have to confront them.

She figured it'd be easy to get Lucy first. Lincoln was busy assisting Luna by listening to her knew chords, meaning Lucy would be isolated in her room. Lori had to strike swiftly, before Lucy could attach herself to Lincoln again. She calmly strutted down the hall to Lucy and Lynn's room and didn't bother with knocking. She burst through the door, startling Lucy into dropping the poetry book she was working on.

"Gasp," She said in surprise.

Lori glared at her after she turned to meet her gaze, "Lucy, what's going on between you and Lincoln?!"

Lucy swallowed and tried to wet her lips, "Whatever do you mean, dear sister?"

"I saw you two in his room last night," Lori informed her as she crossed her arms, "Now tell me what's going on."

Lucy's blood froze in her veins, she could feel her heartbeat in her throat, and even though she had just rewet her lips her entire mouth was dry, "I-I..."

Lori gripped her arms, glare fixated completely on her sister, "Tell me... did he do something to you?"

"How could you accuse him of something like that?!" Lucy shouted, startling Lori out of her glare, Lucy grabbed her book and approached her older sister, "Lincoln didn't start our sickening affair, I did..."

Lori's jaw dropped, "What do you mean you started it?!"

"I was the one who snuck into his room. I was the one who planted my lips on him. I was the one who accepted his hard... warm... cock-"

"EW!" Lori began shaking her hands in disgust, "Literally, what the hell are you talking about?!"

"I assaulted him, Lori. Sure, he accepted me, but I started it, not him."

"Lucy!" she shouted in disbelief, "What the hell are you talking about? Do you realize he's the older sibling in this situation?! He's supposed to protect you, not allow you to... do that!"

Lucy smiled dreamily for a moment, "Perhaps him allowing me to embrace him is protecting me," Her smile dropped and she walked past her sister, "But it doesn't matter. If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at me," she turned around, "But I beg of you, for Lincoln's sake, keep it a secret."

Lucy's face as she left was as cold as usual, but inside her head was spinning with fear. Out of all the one's that could have found them, Lori had to be the worst by her calculation. She was mentally berating herself, she knew she was following them but she gave in to hormones. She wanted to run to Lincoln now to warn him, but she knew that would be it. She had to protect him from her, but how?

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Lincoln fidgeted nervously as she sat on the bed. Lori turned on the lamp, set next to him, poured herself a shot, threw it back, and offered her little brother one. Lincoln accepted it, took the bottle, poured enough for two fingers, and chugged it. Lori smiled as she watched her brother do so.

She spoke without restraint and no nervousness in her voice, "I wanted to get you your first drink when you turned 21, it was kind of a big sister goal for me," she poured herself another shot, and continued before taking the shot, "Guess I fucked that up."

Lincoln shook his head and decided to change the subject, "Well... at least we made a great kid."

"Please," Lori grumbled, "All she does is play video games all day and flick her bean to anime boys. Something else I fucked up too. Should've just left her with you."

Lincoln chuckled, "I don't think I could've prevented those things either."

Lori stared at the empty glass, "Literally, the worst mother ever."

She had lost her habit of prefacing or punctuating sentences with literally a long time ago, but when she drank that nasty habit returned. It was one of the first signs she was getting drunk. Lincoln watched with concern while she took another directly from the bottle.

"D-don't you think you should slow down?"

"Shut up, twerp," she demanded, "I'm 40 years old, I can make my own decisions."

He looked at his hands, "D-Do you really hate me that much?"

"I don't hate you, Lincoln. I never have."

"You avoid me like you do," he grumbled.

"See, that's what your problem is!" She shouted as she stood up, "You don't get it and you never have! You always want to pretend like everything's your fault! Maybe I avoided you because of something different, did you ever think of that?!"

He froze seeing his older sister angry at him now, but she melted as she looked into his eyes, "I-I... I just wanted to spend time with my older sister again."

"D-Don't do that!" She demanded as she regained her composure.

"Do what?"

"Be so... so..." she threw her hands up in frustration, "YOU!"

"W-what?"

"Ugh! Never mind!" She shouted as she kicked the nightstand in annoyance causing the drawer to open.

She froze when she saw the item at the top of the pile of comics and other assorted junk. There in the center was a bright blue chord and bead bracelet, the words, 'Best Bro,' displayed proudly in the center. It was in a case of some sort, almost as if it was precious jewelry. She smiled warmly as memories came flooding back to her. Playing video games together, her and Leni giving him make overs together, every time he mad her mad with annoying little brother antics when she had gotten into high school, every time he had pestered her to spend time with him. The times that they had fought and how they'd always make up. She felt her eyes getting wet as she turned to her brother who was staring at her.

"Oh... Lincy."

She couldn't stop herself. Once again she rushed to embrace him as she had the last time they were together and she was drunk. Their lips met and he fell back in surprise.

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Lori had been preparing for her inevitable confrontation with her younger brother over what she had seen. Her family had already eaten dinner. Lucy kept glaring at her, just waiting for her to make her move. She had wondered if they were going to do it again tonight. It made her feel so... uncomfortable to think about in a way she didn't fully understand. She needed to do something if she was going to prepare. She knew that her father kept whiskey in his spice cabinet for cooking, he wasn't a drinker after all, surely he wouldn't miss a few drops. She pulled the mostly full bottle of black labeled whiskey out of the cabinet.

She jumped on the counter, sitting on it, looking up at the clock which read 9 PM. She took her first shot and thought about what she was going to do. If they were currently entwined the best option would be to force her way through the door, what she was to entranced to do last night. If he's alone she could confront him and be done with it. She took another shot, thinking about his reaction. Would it be negative or positive? If Lucy was telling the truth and she assaulted him would he look to Lori as his savior? She wouldn't mind that much. But what if Lucy was right? What if once again he was sacrificing himself for one of his sisters? Would he still try to protect her? Would he lash out? She took another shot.

No. There was no way he'd do that. He'd never do anything to hurt any of them. It's why Lynn is acting the way she is now. He'd been letting her win in anything physical probably for a couple years now, just to keep her happy. Even through all the taunting and ribbing he'd just smile and bare it for her. He wouldn't lash out. Would he beg then? Would he offer her anything to keep Lucy safe? What would she make him do for her silence? She ran her tongue over her teeth as her brain clouded with possibilities that she rapidly shook out of her head to keep them from forming fully. She took a quick shot to assist with flushing them away.

"Literally, what's wrong with me?" she groaned as she facepalmed.

Would she allow them to continue? Under what precedence? How could she let Lincoln... I mean Lucy continue to do those things? She took a swig from the bottle this time. This would have to be her last swig, or she'd owe her father another bottle of whiskey. She looked back up at the clock. 11 PM. 11 PM?! She looked back down at the bottle. It only had a quarter of the brown liquid left in it. She might owe her father after all. She jumped down from counter and stumbled as the room started slowly spinning. She stumbled out of the kitchen and up the stairs. She focused as well as she could on the door at the end of the hall. She walked to it, utilizing the wall to keep her balance, and opened it.

There he was, sleeping calmly. Lucy was nowhere to be found, just him an her. A familiar situation with a new person. She slowly walked up to the bed. She looked at the spot where she had saw Lucy riding him. She bit her lip as she wondered what it must have felt like to be with Lincoln. She shook her head rapidly to remove the thoughts as she approached him and gently ran her hand across his stomach... for stabilization of course. She ran her hand gently against his cheek, she could've slapped him for what he had done. Why did it have to be Lucy? Wait... why did her lips feel good? Why was he so close? His lips were so soft on her own. His eyes were still closed as she began laying gentle kisses on his jawline and neck.

He shuddered under her lip work making her smile. Let's see creepy get that reaction. God... when did it get so hot in here. It should be alright if she took her shirt off, right? What had she come here for again? It wasn't important. She had to shower her cute little brother in affection right? She continued planting gentle kisses on his neck and upper chest. The way he shivered was so cute. Why couldn't she have had him first? Why was this pesky comforter in the way? She slid her hand under it to gently stroke his thigh as she kissed his collar bone. Why was she so hot?! The jeans had to go too.

She needed to do something here, but what was it? What was this hard thing in her hand? She turned her head to see her hand gripping Lincoln's erect penis. She grinned mischievously and turned to see her brother, now awake staring at her confused.

"Hey cutey," she slurred.

"L-Lori?! What are you doing?!"

"Spending some time with my little brother," she chuckled, "Duh."

"L-Lori I-I!"

"So what? Lucy can do this, but I can't?" she joked as she began lightly rubbing his shaft, "You're a naughty one, Lincy..."

His eyes widened as she heard his younger sister's name, "I-I can explain!"

She shushed him as she climbed on top of him reverse cowgirl style and lowered her shoulders to accentuate her bra, "Could you help me out here, Lincy? I'm Literally busy with something right now."

He watched as his hands reached up almost robotically and pulled the two hooks off like a professional, she gasped in surprise as her bra fell off almost immediately after she had said that, "I-I'm sorry!" he apologized, thinking he had done something wrong.

"Lincy," She said in a feigned angry tone, "How many girls have you been working on? That was literally so smooth."

He froze as she leaned back and stroked his cheek, "I-I..."

"Hey..." she whispered, "Do you want to feel really good?"

He stayed silent as she slid her panties off. She slid her womanhood up his chest to hover over his face and took his penis all the way into her throat. His toes curled as she began sucking, his jaw dropped and his eyes rolled back. She could feel his labored breath on her labia. She smiled with him in her mouth, and pulled him out. She looked back at him to see his face look at her, confused and pleading.

"What?" She smiled, "You think I'm going to let you finish in my mouth? Literally crazy, Lincy," She touched her chin and smiled, "Although, I might be convinced to..."

She began gently gyrating her hips as her dripping womanhood hovered above him. He was smart enough to realize what she wanted him to do, though he'd never done something like that before. He cautiously and clumsily ran his tongue over her labia sending a shock up her spine. She felt like she was melting. She took him back into her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down, taking him deep into her throat. She felt as his tongue grazed her clitoris by accident, and it caused her to gasp.

She pulled him out of her mouth, "Right there Lincoln!" she pleaded, desperately wanting to feel his tongue run over her clit again.

He complied and repeated his action, listening to his oldest sister moan in pleasure as she worked on his erection. Just when he thought he was going to lose it and release in her mouth she stopped.

"I'm sorry, Lincy," she apologized as she slid down him, "I really wanted you to finish in my mouth... but I need it."

She slid her wetness up his shaft and positioned herself over his manhood. She lowered herself all at once and Lincoln could see as the goosebumps formed on her arms. She arched her back and leaned so she was laying on his chest, her head next to his.

"F-Finally..." she unconsciously moaned.

She began grinding against him, teasing his dick with her vaginal walls. Eventually Lincoln began thrusting into her, something he had been purposefully avoiding doing with Lucy, hoping she would lose interest. But Lori had enticed him into her, teased him relentlessly, and managed to turn his brain off leaving him to his instincts. He was thrusting wildly but rhythmically. Lori had begun moaning loudly, only stopping to kiss his cheek and lips. She felt the warmth building up in here stomach. She parted her lips from his and giggled.

"Do it, Lincy... cum inside..."

As if on command he released his seed deep into her womb. The warmth sent her into her own orgasm. She slid up enough that he slipped out of her and shot his last bit of semen across her stomach. He was spent and now exhausted. He couldn't even comprehend what had happened and the other accomplice to this was now snoring. He pulled the cover over both of them. He'd have to process all this tomorrow.

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Six times they had made love now. It was as if Lori was making up for lost time, desperately attacking him every time he thought it was over. Now they were sitting naked in his bed. It was the first time he had gotten to look at Lori in forever, like really look at her. He eyed her beautiful body that betrayed her age. Not a wrinkle on her and her breasts were still taut and perky. She took a drag of the cigarette that she was currently smoking, allowing him to look at her full pink lips. She offered him a drag which he accepted. Her blonde hair, only slightly darker than their daughter's, was matted down around her face. Her eyes look tired and full of guilt. She relaxed her head in her hands with a sigh.

"Once again, Lori, you're literally the worst," he opened his mouth to protest but she stopped him, "Don't."

He complied, looking away from her, but he changed the subject, "we never did talk about... this."

She sighed and looked at him, "What's there to talk about? I'm an idiot who can't control herself."

He put his head in his hands, "I guess... it was all a mistake then?"

"Of course it was," she quickly responded, putting the cigarette out in an ashtray next to the bed.

"If you don't love me anymore, why do it?"

She froze at the question and slowly turned to him, "What are you talking about?"

"I-I mean... I'm happy we got Loan and all... even avoiding me... but why, when you have Bobby, would yo-"

"You still don't get it?"

Lincoln turned to her, "I-I guess I don't."

"I avoided you to protect you, Lincoln!"

He tilted his head, "W-What?"

"We just did it 6 times, you dork, you think when I was younger I'd be able to stop there?! Especially with... everyone else. Literally, you're so dense."

Lincoln froze for a moment, "I... don't think I understand."

She groaned and rolled her eyes, "Fine... let's try this another way. Ronnie Anne, why do you like her?"

"That's easy," he shrugged, "She's funny-"

"Luan."

"She constantly challenges me-"

"Lynn."

He raised his eyebrow, "What are you doing?"

"Keep going, twerp."

"She's good at taking charge-"

"Literally me."

"She's wild and unpredictable-"

"Lana."

"What the hell is going on?"

Lori smiled, "What about Stella?"

"She's smart and good with machines-"

"Lisa."

"She's real cool and laid back-"

"Luna."

"She can be a bit of an airhead-"

"Say no more, Leni."

"If you have a point, make it," Lincoln demanded, letting his annoyance show.

"Lincoln Loud, don't make demands of me," She said in an authoritative voice that made him immediately silent, he had forgotten how scared he could be of her, "Now, it's my turn," she turned her head and looked at her hands before taking a deep breath, "I love Bobby, more than anything in the world. He's a bit immature... he likes video games, comics, goofing off, and annoys me sometimes to no end. But he's sweet, almost innocent, would do anything for his family. He also tries to have a plan for everything, even when he flubs it majorly."

Lincoln's eyes got wide, "W-wait a minute."

She stroked his cheek and smiled, "You get it now? I was trying to avoid confronting this for over half my life. I love Bobby... but only as much as I love you."

"S-so..."

"So... I'm not mature either. I subconsciously thought growing up would get rid of all my... cravings. So I distanced myself from you right before you went through puberty," she ran her hands through his hair, "But then you wormed your way back in, you little pest. I ignored it as long as I could, sure that moving out with Bobby would end everything... then I had to come back... and catch you and Lucy." She clenched her fist, "I didn't know it at the time... I was so fucking jealous. Something I had locked away in the back of my mind, thinking it was the mature thing to do... Lucy just took it like she deserved it," she looked up at him, "The alcohol took away my inhibition. I wanted to literally dog you to death, but then I saw that sweet face of yours... before I could process what happened we were done."

"When did you find out about Loan?" Lincoln asked, cutting her off.

"It wasn't long after. I think I went to Lisa asking for something to tell... for sure. I knew I had begged you to do it inside."

"I'm sorry."

She smiled, "Don't be... I think that was the hardest I ever came."

"O-oh..."

She nodded, "Lisa knew. I think she knew about Lucy too. She gave me the opportunity to... not have Loan. I was so mad at her for even suggesting it. She said she was testing me, but who knows with her. She gave me something to, what did she say, correct the gene sequencing. She said it was an idea she had to solve world hunger with cattle. Creepy, sure, but it worked. I was so happy that I got your first born, I beat Lucy at the very least, let alone the rest of our sisters. But I knew it wasn't fair to Bobby... when I went back I slept with him immediately... I've felt so guilty ever since then..."

"I... I can understand why," he rubbed his arm, "I like Bobby... He's like the brother I never had... but here we are... doing this to him."

She smiled, "That's not why," he tilted his head, "A large part of me... wants both of you. I'm greedy Lincoln... and insanely jealous."

Lincoln chuckled nervously, "Given my living arrangements I guess I can't really talk."

She sighed, "I thought that the best way to protect both you and him... and to punish myself... was to stay away. It hurt every time I came to visit to see you growing so much... and to not be a part of it. To see you playing with your other daughters and to deny Loan that most of her life. Then there's Loan," she rubbed her eyes, "Dear God I was a terrible mother to her."

"Lori-"

"Don't try to make me feel better. I saw the texts between you two, saying that I was that way because she looked like me. I wish I were that mature," she rolled her eyes as she said that, "As much as you see me in her... I see you. Every time I looked at her face I saw you... I felt like I was being punished... deservedly so, but I couldn't help but be petty. Every time I saw her pretty face I was reminded of what I couldn't have," she leaned her head on her brother's chest and sighed, "Now look at you... I don't think I can stay away anymore Lincoln."

Lincoln smiled, "D-does that mean-"

"I have to come back to check on our daughter, monthly at the very least."

He looked down at her, "Y-you know... we don't have to do this. We could just spend time together... l-like family."

She smiled, "Lincoln, you little twerp," she turned to him, "Still so naive..." She tackled him, "It's literally not fair!"

They lost count after a while. Lincoln stayed in bed in the morning and Lori made a call, letting Bobby know she was staying for a week to help Loan settle in. She knew she wasn't going to be able to resist the temptation, and if Bobby ever found out she'd have to suffer the consequences. But she had already lost one of her loves for half her life, if she had to lose the other... then she felt she deserved it.