"Good. See you tonight, bye."
Lucy covers her face with her brother's shirt and begins to inhale deeply as she puts her hand under her underwear. "Hmm. My dear brother. I can't wait to share our nights together." Lucy breathes in the scent of her brother's shirt as she moves her hand faster until she climaxes. "Mmm, ahh, that was nice. But the smell isn't enough for me anymore. I need the real thing."
Lucy changed her underwear because the clothes she was wearing were completely soaked.
The goth was about to leave her room to take her clothes to wash, but the moment she opened the door, she bumped into her brother.
"Ouch... is that you, Lucy?"
"Yes, that's me. Sorry, I didn't see where you were going. Huh?" Lucy noticed that she no longer had her dress in her hands and began searching for it until she found it. At her brother's "damn" head, Lucy's face turned from its normal paleness to a phosphorescent red.
"My head feels wet." Lincoln was about to take off the wet cloth that was on his head, but Lucy quickly removed it.
"Don't worry, bro. It's just a dirty rag I wiped the windows with. Better rinse your head off. Hahaha."
"Lucy, are you okay?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well... you laughed. And you never laugh. Except at me when I was eleven."
"Did I do that?"
"Lucy. You're hiding something, aren't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Lincoln."
Lincoln stood at Lucy's eye level, brushing his bangs aside, revealing his eyes. Lucy, captivated, couldn't help but admire them.
"Damn. Those eyes are so beautiful."
"So you really like my eyes?"
"Er... did I say it out loud?"
"Yes, you did. Besides, you already confessed your feelings to me, remember?"
Lucy's thoughts drifted back to the painful memory of her brother's rejection.
"So that must be the reason, right? You still feel uncomfortable around me?"
Head bowed, Lucy admitted, "Yes... I know I may not have a sexy body like Luna, Lynn, or Leni. But."
Before Lucy could continue, Lincoln gently placed a finger on her lips.
"Lucy... it's best we talk about it in private. The hallway isn't exactly the best place for that."
Taking Lucy's hand, they entered her room, where Lucy discreetly stashed her wet underwear in her sweatshirt pocket.
Seated on her bed, Lucy and Lincoln began a heart-to-heart.
"So, Lucy... are you really in love with me?"
"I understand that you may not like me. I know that I am strange and unattractive."
"Lucy, don't say that. You're beautiful."
"You're not serious."
Lincoln sat next to Lucy, holding her hand. "Lucy, you're my little sister. We were close, but the truth is, I never thought of you the way you thought of me... at least not for long…"
"What do you mean by that?"
Lincoln chuckled. "I remember when we were kids, Lori and Leni threw a wedding for us."
This revelation surprised Lucy, but Lincoln showed her a picture from that day.
"Awesome. We looked so cute." Lucy examined the black dress Leni had made for her.
"Why are you telling me this, Lincoln?"
Blushing, Lincoln confessed, "Well... since that day... I've always said you were my girlfriend. And when we grew up, I was going to marry you for real."
Lucy's ears twitched at this revelation. "You... did you seriously say that?"
"Yes… I even kissed you on the mouth."
Lucy had never smiled so much before. Her cheeks hurt, but she didn't care.
"My mother and father thought it was just a phase. Over time, I realized that this was a mistake and that I could not marry you. So I buried it deep in my memory."
Lucy's smile completely faded upon hearing that.
"I've lived my life for a long time without remembering those days when I was attracted to you. But... on the day I missed the visit, I had some strange dreams, or rather some memories. Including those days. And when it was my first time with Lynn... I knew that... That's what attracted me. I don't know if it was a fetish or some kind of sexual attraction, or if I was just born with these feelings, but...I think the more of you that admit that you love me, the more this awakens. And I can't say no to any of you"
"So... does that mean you love me too?"
Lincoln comes face-to-face with Lucy. The boy caresses the goth girl's cheek and approaches her.
"Lincoln? What?" Lucy was silenced by her brother's lips on hers. "He... he... kiss me." Lincoln hugs Lucy without separating their lips, placing her on the bed to deepen the kiss, and sticking his tongue into Lucy's mouth. "Oh. God. His tongue is inside my mouth. I can't anymore. My head is spinning. I feel like I'm going to die. No. I'm not going to die today. Not without giving myself to him first." Lucy started to unbutton Lincoln's shirt, but the boy grabbed her wrists and started kissing her neck.
"Lincoln. I don't want to wait any longer. Let's do it."
Lincoln pulls away from Lucy's neck, breathing hard. The girl marveled at her brother's fangs, which added to his attractiveness. Lucy spreads her legs, waiting for her brother to take her as his own. But she only got one response.
"I can't do this, Lucy."
"What? But you said…"
"I know what you said. But I can't do that to you... at least not yet."
"What do you mean?"
"It's just... a certain way it relates to... your body."
"physical...?" Lucy brings her hands and gaze to her chest. "I knew it"
"No! Don't get me wrong, Lucy. I want you so much. But... I'm afraid... you're not ready."
"Of course I am, Lincoln. Do you think I don't know what sex is? I even have condoms I found in Lori's new room."
"Okay. I didn't need to know that. But I don't mean on an emotional level. I mean on a physical level."