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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      The_Loud_House_(Cartoon)
  Relationship:
      Leni_Loud/Lincoln_Loud
  Character:
      Leni_Loud, Lincoln_Loud
  Additional Tags:
      Het, Sleep_Sex, Sleeping_Together, Sleepy_Cuddles, Cold_Weather, Power
      Outage, Huddling_For_Warmth, Sharing_Body_Heat, Sharing_a_Bed, Big
      sister, little_brother, Nipples, Accidental_Stimulation, Stripping, Naked
      Cuddling, Accidental_Incest, Accidental_Sex, humping, internal
      ejaculation, Forced_Ejaculation, Sex_Education, Oral_Sex, Vaginal_Sex,
      Orgasm, Blow_Jobs, Hand_Jobs, Light_Petting, Teasing, Touching, Heavy
      Petting, Non-Consensual, Accidental_Rape, Sibling_Love, mistletoe_kisses,
      Sibling_Incest, Sibling_Bonding, Brother/Sister_Incest, Sex, Underage
      Sex, Non-Consensual_Underage_Sex, Accidental_Non-Consensual_Sex, Lemon,
      Smut, True_Love, sucking, Licking, Oneshot
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      Published: 2017-11-30 Words: 5544
****** Keeping Her Brother Warm ******
by AberrantScript
Summary
     Leni finds herself freezing under her blanket on a cold December
     night. The power had went out, leaving the house defenseless against
     the creeping chill. Her thoughts turn to her Lincy and she worries
     that he's getting too cold. So, being the good big sister that she is
     to her cute little snuggle bug, she goes to him and does everything
     she can to keep him warm.
Author's Notes:
This is the culmination of a prompt given to me by Tod Graymoon a long time
ago: to write about a ditzy Leni who stumbles upon something she shouldn't see
and... you get the idea.
This story was largely inspired by two sources. First, Under Covers, a g!p
Elsanna fanfiction by elsannonymous, that is one of the hottest oneshots I have
ever read in my life. (Yes, I know... the incest apple doesn't fall far from
the tree.) And, second, Flagg1991, whose depiction of a playful, caring, purely
innocent Leni in Better Sistersand Be Mine Forever has shaped my perspective of
her in a wonderful way. In this story I put references to Be Mine Forever
(Chapters 1 and 5) and A Crush on Their Brother(Chapter 1) to show my
appreciation for his premier-quality loudcest writing that is nothing short of
art. (There's also a playful nudge to my My Only Sunshine.) Good luck finding
them all!
Disclaimer: The Loud HouseCopyright Nickelodeon (2017)
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KEEPING HER BROTHER WARM
A shivering blonde girl lay huddled underneath her quilted blanket with a
strong pout and furrowed eyebrows. The wool thermal pants and shirt clinging
tightly to her skin felt itchy and uncomfortable. It pulled in all the wrong
places and felt suffocating. Yet, even with all this preparation, she felt
wholly unprepared for her dire situation.
The power had went out.
And the furnace, mourning the loss of his sparky mistress, refused to start up
again.
The temperature drop was slow but steady, giving Leni plenty of time to gather
her warmest blanket and sheets, and her thickest nighties (in this case,
redneck-brand long johns).
She cringed in embarrassment, ashamed at herself for needing to dig at the
bottom of the fashion pole… just to survive a harsh December winter.
Her eyes crinkled in amusement, though, when she looked around her shared
bedroom. Their usual fairy lights were replaced with blinking Christmas lights.
Garland and tinsel hung around everything. And a giant twig of mistletoe hung
above her doorframe.
Leni loved giving her family a great, big, wet smooch every time they opened
the door.
Oh, what's this doing here, Luna?
Well, you know what this means, Lisa!
Awww, Lily, a cute little mouse like you deserves the world's biggest kiss!
Mwwaaahhhh!
She smiled in fond remembrance of each and every encounter. But none topped her
absolute favorite.
Her Lincy.
She sighed dreamily, hugging her wooly arms around her braless chest.
She didn't know what made those kisses so much better. But she had a sneaking
suspicion that it was because he was the most bestest brother in the whole
entire universe. Or it was because his little cowlick was sooo adorable and she
loved playing with it as he sat between her legs and played a video game. Or it
was because he was sooo sweet to his sisters, it'd give you a toothache just
watching it. Or…
Or maybe it was because of the dreams she had been having.
In one of the firsts, she was running barefoot through a field of freshly cut
grass, the summer sun smiling down on her golden hair. And behind her, she
could hear Lincy giving chase; holding his arms out, ready to pin her to the
ground and tickle her till she shrieks!
Then, they became more emotionally-impacting, waking her in the night with
heavy thoughts. In one such dream, she had scraped her knee and Lincy, being
the amazing brother that he was, cleaned it and made it all better for her. She
was so worried that he'd think she was ugly…
But Lincy said, "You're beautiful," every single time.
She reached over to grab a stuffed teddy bear and squeezed it tightly to her
beating heart. She gave it a kiss on its fuzzy head, humming in delight. It was
a "just because" gift from her brother, and it was her most prized possession.
She loved it almost as much as she loved him.
Recently, her dreams evolved into something else entirely.
The first one seemed innocent enough… she was sitting in the shade of a big
tree, a flowing white dress shimmering down her lean body, and then, Lincy was
there, and she was leaning on him, and everything in the world felt right.
Only… deep in her mind, she knew it was more than just that… but she couldn't
fully place its meaning.
That was until a few nights ago…
The dream had started out similarly. She was standing under an archway, wearing
a long white dress, and looked at a handsome man through the veil covering her
face. He was the most attractive person she'd ever imagined, with the kindest,
most loving face she'd ever seen. And in her dream she gave no hesitation to
pronounce her vow to cherish him for all eternity.
It wasn't until she woke up that she realized it was her Lincy that she married
in her dream.
Leni didn't fully understand what it all meant, but she knew one thing.
She loved her brother a lot. And if he maybe reallllllyliked her, too, nothing
would make her happier.
Another shiver ran through her spine, and she squeezed the bear unconsciously
for warmth it couldn't give.
But right now, she was too cold to fall back asleep.
Her mind began worrying, thoughts of Lincoln freezing into a popsicle, turning
into a snowman, plaguing her mind. She scrunched her shoulders together to
brace herself. She knew that Lincy must be getting really cold, and she needed
to check on him.
She closed her eyes tightly the moment right before she hopped off her bed in a
comical tangle of sheets. What was meant to be graceful, ended with her
shouldering the wall and nearly waking up Lori.
Freeing herself from her quilted prison, she curled in on herself, her knees
shaking, her arms wrapped around her chest, her hardened nipples poking
painfully through the thermal material. She could see her shallow breaths
puffing out in little clouds.
She was cold, but she had a job to do… a very special little brother to look
after.
So with a stiff smile on her tingling, pinked cheeks, she left for her
brother's room.
"Lincy."
His mattress dipped as a weight settled beside him.
Lincoln twitched his nose when hair tickled his neck and shoulder.
Leni leaned over him, staring at his sleepy, frustrated face with little pink
hearts in her eyes.
"Come on, snuggle bug, scoot over~"
He grumbled, to which Leni giggled with a cute blush on her nose. But he
complied and rolled over without argument.
"Thanks, Lincypoo~"
She lifted up the covers and suddenly paused.
He… h-h-h-he was NAKED!
Sure, she couldn't see his front, but she could tell from the adorable rear she
was staring unabashedly at that he was completely in the nude. And was pretty
sexy, if she said so herself!
She smiled cutely, feeling her cheeks tinge with warmth.
That makes sense, though. You can share body heat better without layers in
between. You're so smart, Lincy~
With a beaming smile she gripped her heavy-knit shirt by its fringes with her
stiffly-cold fingers and began lifting it up. She hissed when that first inch
of her tummy was bared to the frigid temperature. Still, she continued, inch by
inch. Her breasts plopped out of the material with a heavy bounce, one after
the other. Her nipples felt painful with how hard they were from the sudden
chilly influx.
For a moment, she got stuck in the shirt, her limbs and hair tangled in the
mess, and she let out a pitiful squeak in frustration… then, with a cartoony
pop sound, it slipped over her gorgeous, blonde locks and she flung it to the
ground with a huff; her glaring at it angrily.
Goosebumps quickly erupted all over her torso and limbs as she hurriedly dipped
her fingers into her thermal pants, making sure to hook her panties, too. And
she wasted little time slipping them over the curve of her hips, down her
endless, creamy legs… she wiggled her toes free of the material, and leaned
over her brother completely bare, completely unashamed, and completely
freezing! Brrrr!
She jumped under his thick comforter, her breasts bouncing against her arms, as
she shivered uncontrollably. Her teeth chattered, her legs twined together
painfully, and her toes curled together like two frozen kittens.
Suddenly, she sneezed, and it hurt her pink nose, causing her to squint her
eyes and twinge in discomfort.
She really, absolutely, positively hated being cold! Gah!
She turned over and looked at her brother's cute little cowlick and she smiled
goofily. His inherent cuteness worked as a distraction for only a moment, but
something needed to be done about her current condition… and she still needed
to make sure Lincy was warm…
What could she do…?
She tapped a stiff finger to her icy chin.
Brrr! First off, she was going to pull the blanket over top their heads because
the cold air was almost suffocating.
She reached around her brother and pried his cold fingers off the material,
giggling when he growled in his sleep. Her heart melted at the sound. He's so
cute I could die!
Firmly in her grip, she lifted it over his and her heads, tucking it around
their shoulders, and she sighed happily. Mmm, that's better~
They were like caterpillars sharing a little cocoon. She squealed internally.
It was just as romantic as it sounded, and she loved it!
She pressed her hardened nipples against her brother's back, feeling her
breasts smoosh against his ribcage, molding around him, and she melted against
him. She tucked her head in the crook of his neck, wrapping one arm around his
toned stomach to pull him tightly against her. That feeling of his smooth rear
pressing against her hot crotch, flattening her golden curls, was making her
nerves tingle in ways she didn't fully understand… and she loved it!
Her other arm laid gently onto his hip, and her hand begin rubbing up and down
the soft skin on his thigh. She took deep breaths, relishing in the smell of
his shampoo and something else… aftershave, maybe?
Was he old enough to need to shave?
She didn't know… but maybe she could help him learn how to do it! Maybe…
Maybe she could teach him how to use a trimmer around his boy parts, too.
She kept her blonde curls maintained at all times, keeping herself in optimal
hygienic condition. And maybe, if Lincoln does like her extra special, like she
does him, then he'd let her teach him everything.
Maybe he'd need extra lessons… he may not get it all the first time, after all.
She giggled, thinking her Lincy might be naughty; purposely flunking her
lessons just so she'd need to give him more hands-on demonstrations.
She snuggled closer to him as she imagined it in stunning, high-definition
detail…
He'd be sitting on the edge of the tub. He'd be wet from the bath he'd just had
and just as naked as the day he was born! He'd be looking at me sheepishly,
holding his shoulders up to his ears as he smiled guiltily.
"I'm sorry, Leni, I guess I got too busy staring into your beautiful eyes to
pay attention to your lesson."
I'd shake my head with a playful huff. "That's the third time this month,
Lincy!"
Lincy's smile quirked to the side. "I'm sowwie, Leni..."
I'd beam at him, kneeling and pulling his guilty cheeks flush against my
breasts. "Aww~ You're so cute!" I'd pull back and plant a wet kiss on his nose.
"I forgive you." Mwah. "I'll always forgive you." Smooch. "You mean everything
to me, Lincy~" And then, I'd press my lips hotly against my brother's, welding
them together like hot iron to steel.
My lithe tongue would lick along the crease of his wet mouth, probing him for
entrance, begging for acceptance…
Leni felt a quake rock through her body, and she sighed happily. Those
daydreams were always the best. Sure, she loved waking up to another dream of
marrying her little Lincy… but she kinda, really, absolutely loved it when
glimpses of their honeymoon would pop into her subconscious.
Her laying beneath him. Him pressing his warm body down onto her. Her running
her nails down his back as he melded their lips together in an endless kiss…
But her dreams always ended before they barely had a chance to start. And it
always left her feeling warm and wet and a little sticky in her special place.
She knew her mom had tried to explain what all that meant a dozen times before,
but she couldn't get the grasp on it.
She'd tried to ask Lori, too, but her older sister only looked at her in
disbelief.
Luna could only blush and giggle in a strange way.
Luan hurriedly ran over to her closet and locked the door, muttering about
having… or rather, not having videos on the subject.
Lynn suggested Leni go to mom or Lori… and thus, the cycle repeated.
Leni smiled warmly as she nuzzled her brother's warm white hair, listening to
the soothing sound of his breathing as he slept soundly, at peace with the
world.
Maybe she'd be better off waiting until Lincy's old enough to ask mom. Then, he
can tell her in a way she'd understand. He was always so good at that; taking
the time to understand her thinking, her words, and getting to know her as a
person.
It made her heart tingle with joy at the thought that Lincy could teach her how
to make a baby. He was such a good brother to her he'd definitely give a hands-
on demonstration with both of their bodies.
She smiled wryly as her hand on his leg gradually moved to his inner thigh,
rubbing circles into his developing muscles.
She didn't want to be a bad girl, per se, but maybe Lincy wouldn't mind if she…
didn't pay enough attention to his lessons. She'd need to be taught over and
over and over again, and-
Her thoughts gave pause when her hand found something unusual.
She peeked her head over his shoulder and stared down her brother's nude form,
seeing something long and hard jutting out where his boy parts should be.
She hummed thoughtfully. Weren't they small?
She remembered changing Lincy's diaper all the time when he was a baby. She
knew firsthand that it wasn't that big.
Maybe it grew with age?
She pulled her hand back from his groin, leaning just enough away from him so
that she could cup one of her breasts.
Her girl parts got bigger as she got older. So, maybe that was the case?
Her palm grazed a very sensitive, rosy peak and she let out a shallow gasp; the
pleasurable tingle surged all the way to her privates, and she squeezed her
thighs together.
Or…
She felt a few goosebumps along her chest and her mind exploded with
realization!
He's cold!
She leaned over him again, her succulent bosom smooshing around his shoulder
like a silken pillow, and took a good look at him.
It was long and dark. Dark wasn't good. She didn't know much, but didn't people
turn blue or something when they got too cold?
Her eyebrows furrowed in deep concern.
It was twitching. Also, a very bad sign. He's shivering! No! My poor Lincy!
Finally, she touched a finger to it… and was surprised at how hot it felt.
Maybe it needs to be extra super hot to go back to its normal size?
She couldn't fault the logic as she wrapped her whole hand around his throbbing
member. After all, she wasn't a boy…
She could wake Lincy up and ask him, but he's sleeping so peacefully like a
beautiful angel, and his very light snoring was making her heart dip and swoon
and jump and shout in glee, and the way his shoulder was rhythmically pressing
into her breasts was reminding her of the blossoming life flowing through the
body she was snuggling.
No, she'd let him sleep.
She'd be a good big sister and figure this out on her own.
Ok, so… Lincy's not hot enough.
She looked around their love nest (she giggled cutely at that) and realized
that the heat their bodies was sharing simply wasn't enough. They'd been under
that blanket for a while and that should have been plenty enough time for him
to get smaller again.
Ok, Leni, think… what would Lincy do?
Her hand was still wrapped tightly around his twitching member, and she
marveled at how hot it was, how it pulsed between her fingers like a beating
heart.
It was a thing of beauty to her.
Just then, her brother suddenly shifted in his sleep, rolling over to face her.
And she came nearly face-to-face with it. She tilted her head to the side as
she admired its dark crown, the little slit that was a bit wet (Hmm, just like
I get a little wet when I think of Lincy, interesting…), the ridge of his
strong veins running down the length of him…
But she couldn't get over how soft and silky the skin was. Almost like a
velvety chocolate.
She moaned just thinking of it, her most favorite thing in the world (Sorry,
Lincy~)… how it lays on her tongue, its bittersweetness dripping down her taste
buds in all its heavenly glory. How it melts under the heat of her mouth-
Her mind exploded in stunning realization a second time!
Of course! My mouth is really hot! Hot enough to melt chocolate! Surely that
could keep my Lincy warm and snuggly~
It took a bit of finagling, but she finally situated herself comfortably enough
to do her job. She could feel Lincy's hair tickling her toes and it made her
giggle, her bent knees curling in amusement. But the real star of this show was
the heartthrob right in front of her parted, panting lips.
She gripped his scorching length again and briefly wondered if her mouth (or
anything) was hot enough to do the job.
She raked back her bangs from her eyes, and, slowly, she dipped in.
She leaned in, planting a small kiss to the very tip, smiling at the wetness
that came off… reminding her of the sloppy kisses she gave her precious little
brother under the mistletoe. Her heart swelled with warmth and she sighed
against his member, giggling when it suddenly twitch and smacked her cheek. My
silly Lincy~
Smiling all the way, she pressed her lips firmly against his velvety tip, and
moaned at the steam practically roiling off him in waves. He's sooo hot! …and
not just in the attractive way~
Her mouth pressed a little more, opening to let her tongue run up his wet slit,
tasting his special place for the first time. She shivered as the sensational
stimulus tingled her brain. She let out a noise that was half groan, half
giggle at the thought that maybe, just maybe, Lincy tasted better than
chocolate after all.
That's high praise coming from a Loud daughter, mind you.
She could feel his pulsing member dancing between her lips, thrusting and
throbbing and tingling and doing all sorts of happy motions, encouraging her to
keep enveloping him with her silky lips, her sinful tongue.
She grazed the curve of his crown with her teeth by accident and she felt him
jerk inside her mouth, pressing harshly into her tongue, and she cringed a
little. Sorry, Lincy, I'll make it up to you!
As her lips lowered, taking more of him inside her warmth, her tongue rolled
around him, tasting every inch of his skin; yet always returning to his very
tip to collect the wetness always pooling there. She giggled at the thought
that he was melting just like chocolate, the noise vibrating wonderfully around
his erect manhood, and she paused as he let out a feeble gasp.
She'd remembered hearing Lori making that noise before when she was having some
alone time in their bedroom.
She'd always told Leni that it was a good sound, a happy noise, something
delightful.
And she smiled crookedly as she took in another inch of his length into her
waiting mouth. He's happy that I'm making him warm! I'm such a good big sister…
Soon, there wasn't anything left. Her nose pressed against his faint curly
patch adorning the base of his boy parts and she took a deep whiff of his
smell, her brain re-wiring itself to favor the musky scent of her brother, the
rigid, soft texture of his beating hardness as her tongue lapped at it
hungrily, and that curious taste of his dripping wetness that left her longing
for more.
Oh, gosh, she could become addicted to this if she wasn't careful. He was like
a drug and she… she didn't know if she'd have the strength to resist overdosing
on the sensations she was feeling, the love bursting inside her heart for her
brother, and the overwhelming desire tomake him warmer!
She pulled her lips back slowly, raking her tongue against the hot cord running
along his length, and she smiled cutely when she released him with an audible
pop. She looked down at him, seeing him glisten under what minimal light
somehow managed to get through the fibers of his blanket… and she was pleased
because I did that to him! She made him leak continually, giving her as much of
the tasty liquid as she wanted! She made him warm and snuggly, wrapped
protectively between her tongue and lips! She was being the most bestest big
sister in the entire universe to a boy who held her very heart in the palms of
his hands, and she was beaming with pride!
She saw him twitch before her eyes, leaking a trail of fluid that began to leak
down his strong cord, and she smiled crookedly as she took him back inside her
mouth and suckled on him like a baby.
The sudden strangled gasp that erupted from her brother made shivers run down
her spine, driving her mad with heat and pleasurable tingles down there.
She pulled her lips away, rolling her tongue around his slit several times just
to make sure she'd collected every last drop before it, too, pulled away.
She moaned long and sensuously, while her throat bobbed as she swallowed it
impatiently. She closed her eyes in bliss, her tongue darting out to lick her
lips, searching for even one more taste of her Lincy's essence.
With a deep sigh she opened her eyes and looked back at her brother's manhood…
and pouted fiercely. He's still cold! What did I do wrong!?
He was wet and shiny from her devious tongue, but otherwise he was just the
same as before. Maybe… maybe he was even slightly bigger and harder…
She frowned, her eyebrows crinkling unpleasantly. I'm an awful big sister who
can't keep her brother warm!
She looked back up to his face and saw his peaceful eyelids closed in slumber
and her heart tore into tiny bits. I have to do something to help my Lincy! But
what can I do?
She righted herself back to her original position and wrapped her arms around
her brother, throwing her breasts against his chin, and she hid her teary eyes
in his hair. She pressed her body tightly to his as she wept silently into his
snowy hair, throwing one leg over his hip to urge him closer to her.
She wound herself around him like an anaconda, her tears wetting his hair, her
breasts only inches away from smothering him.
That's when she felt it.
His throbbing member was pressing against her girl parts…
Her sobs died down as her mind paused in curiosity.
She leaned away and looked between their bodies, and sure enough it was there,
pressing urgently against her slit… and his hips kept jerking back and forth,
like they were trying to find something, trying to do something…
She looked at his sleeping face, saw his frustrated eyebrows, and she rose an
eyebrow in astonishment.
Is that what he's been needing this whole time?
She knew she could get pretty hot down there. Thoughts of her little brother
running his tongue up and down her naked back as he gripped her hips with his
strong hands tended to heat up her oven by a few hundred degrees, after all…
And it was true that kissing, tasting, licking, suckling him as she'd just done
had made her warmer than ever before…
Maybe…
She scooted herself up just a little bit, letting her leg hang loosely over his
hip. And she grabbed his pulsing length in her hand. She stuck out her tongue
in concentration as she guided his tip to that one place, that one spot along
her slit that opened up into something more…
When she found it she hummed, pleased with herself, and she looked on her
brother's face. She could see his mouth parted open as heavy breaths came and
left him lazily. She saw that a beautiful flush had spread across his cheeks.
And her heart ached to protect him, to do everything she could to make him feel
better, to make him warmer…
With a silent wish that this would be able to do it, she hooked her ankle
around his thigh.
And she pushed into him.
His tip pressed her flowering lips apart and all she could feel was heat. It
was making her blood pump faster, her heart work harder, her skin feel hotter.
She felt her tight muscles clench around him when his crowned head slipped all
the way inside, engulfing him with rhythmic contractions and warmth.
She bit her lip to keep from crying out. This was the most amazing thing she'd
ever felt in her life… and she'd already experienced true love's kiss! She
thought her first smooch on her brother's innocent lips had been mind-numbing,
world-shattering even… but that paled in comparison to the overflow of
sensations flooding her brain right now.
She placed a hand on his rear, her fingers digging into his sensitive skin, and
she pulled him against her as she pushed against him. Inch by inch, she felt
him spearing her, filling her deeply and hotly and wonderfully, in a way she
didn't imagine possible. Her lips gripped him like a vise, making it harder to
claim more of his manhood inside her body, but also ensuring he'd stay safe and
sounddeep inside her.
She didn't mean to do it, but her nails kept scraping his soft skin. Her mouth
kept opening up involuntarily and releasing lewd sounds. Her breasts heaved in
time with her ragged breaths; she could feel his own rushed gasps puff against
her hotly and it was driving her mad!
She groaned when his rigid crown raked across that hidden bundle of nerves deep
inside her, causing her to buck against him, taking another sliver of him
inside herself.
She whimpered sadly when her hips pressed against his because that was it. It
was over. There was nothing left of him to take; nothing left for her to give.
She clung tightly to his chest, keeping her groin pressed flatly against his
own, her walls clenched tightly around his throbbing member. She could feel him
twitching inside her, throbbing, pulsing with need, and it made her upset. He's
still too cold! Leni… you've failed your brother…
She turned her head away from his closed eyes, afraid he'd open them and see
her shame. She'd tried everything. Given it her very best. And still she was a
failure.
But then she felt his thin hips wiggle away from her, and she moaned as his
length pulled slowly out of her strong grip.
She was totally unprepared for his sudden surge forward, striking her as deep
as he could go. She saw stars explode around her and she cried out, "Lincy!"
She felt him begin pulling back again, and this time she matched his movements…
letting him slide out slowly, relishing in the feeling of her lips dragging
relentlessly along his entire girth, fighting to keep him deep inside her… and
right when she felt the curve of his crown press against her outermost lips,
she surged forward with her brother, fusing their hips together as pleasure
burnt a path across her nervous system.
Both siblings cried out when the motion was repeated. Leni felt so tense, so on
edge; every nerve ending in her body screaming in pain and pleasure as Lincy's
member kissed the opening to her womb with every thrust, like a hammer striking
a nail. She pressed her nails against his rear and arched her back against him.
In her new pose, she lifted her hips off the bed and grinded slowly against
him, the little throaty gasps coming out of his mouth making her mind
delirious. She wanted to hear him cry out her name, she desired to hear those
little sounds more, she needed to make him warmer!
It was an instinctual urge; her hips thrusting against him, her walls grinding
along his veiny cord, his wetness mixing with her own… that wonderful noise as
he literally sheathed himself inside her, sliding through her honeyed muscles…
it was all becoming too much for her. She was feeling something deep inside her
coiling, winding up…
Both siblings gasped in time with their partner. They thrusted in unison, their
hot bodies pressed flush against each other, pulling apart only for a second
before they collided in beautiful synchrony.
She felt him break the rhythm to press more urgently against her opening, and
she obliged, returning his thrusts with eager abandon. But then she felt him
begin to swell inside her, making her lips feel tighter around him, and a
sudden worry sprouted inside her mind. Is he, nngh! …getting c-c-colder!? Ahh~!
She kept her eyes focused on him as she felt his member continue swelling
inside her, his thrusts deepening, quickening, hitting that special place along
her walls that made her sing out her brother's name breathlessly. She saw his
eyes clench tightly; she felt his arms suddenly reach out around her waist and
pull her tightly against him; she groaned in bliss when his full, swollen
length filled her all the way up…
Then, she felt him jerk inside her, and something splashed against her walls.
It was searing her skin, melting her, winding up her coil to a fever pitch…
He grunted at the same time she felt him twitch again, and she felt a second,
stronger wave of liquid crash against the very back of her walls, flooding her…
And she moaned long and deep as he kept spurting inside her, pulsing deep in
her like a second heartbeat… my Lincy's little heartbeat… And whimpered when
she felt that fluid pool inside her, leaking even further into her body,
disappearing into a place she knew she'd never be able to reach… but its warmth
remained, spreading through her body from that little place right below her
stomach.
She placed a hand on her stomach, feeling the heat radiating from their
climactic union, and she beamed brightly, her cheeks grinning so wide they
nearly hurt.
His twitching died down, but he remained inside her; she felt her walls
vibrating around him, milking him for more of that warm liquid her body was so
thirsty for… and she was struck with the knowledge that maybe that's how she'd
get to taste more of her brother's essence… by making him warm~
She pouted when his member suddenly exited her with a plop sound… but that
frown turned to a smile of glee when she saw he was finally small again!
He was finally warm! My Lincy isn't cold anymore!
She snuggled into her brother, twining her legs in his and feeling his leaky
member rest against her inner thigh, mere inches from her soaking entrance. She
could feel his special gift swishing around inside her as she rolled around on
the bed to get comfy, and it made her giggly and happy.
She rested well in the knowledge that she was the most bestest big sister after
all!
But she couldn't help but make a wish that the electric wouldn't get fixed
tomorrow… or the next day… or this week…
She nuzzled her pink nose into her brother's bangs, feeling his contented
breaths puff hotly against her chest, and she sighed in pure happiness.
She really, absolutely, positively loved being cold…because it meant he'd need
her to warm him up all over again. And he'd warm her up deep inside her special
place.
She laid a hand on her stomach again and sighed. He left a part of himself
inside her and she loved it!
She couldn't help but wish that Lincy would be cold tomorrow night... and the
night after that... and every night this week...
She snuggled against him tightly, laying a soft kiss on his lips.
My little Lincy, I love you~
 
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