Authors Note: Hey, I'm going to just throw this out there that this is my first story. I've been a browser for a while of this site, but took reading some of the Loud house fanfiction to tag in an write for it. Thanks The Loud Author for that inspiration. I'm not gonna lie I have barely written in my entire life, and I don't know if I should continue this or not...I'll leave that up to you guys.

"What kind of monster am I…?"

The rain pattered against the window with the winds howl, outside the nearly empty home. Lincoln Loud could only keep thrusting his hips, feeling his lover's arms wrapped around him.

"Lincoln, please don't stop! This is the best I've ever felt in my entire life!" she cried. The fifteen year old boy barely focused. He was lost in the many piling thoughts in his head, with overwhelming guilt and lust deluding them immensely.

"Luna… I'm close…" he panted while holding onto her sides. His lover could feel some of his warm juices already. There was no care though. She wanted to enjoy this moment forever. His rapid heartbeat felt more like a drum with each beat increasing in intensity, yet somehow clouding his mind at the same pace. His older sibling paid little attention to his warning.

"It's so hot… I-I want it, Lincoln! Don't hold back!" Luna assured. Lincoln just closed his eyes. The sounds of their cries of pleasure were quite as loud as their surnames indicated. The young boy looked directly into her eyes. The rock lover wrapped her arms around him and locked lips with him. During the passionate deep kiss, her younger brother could only close his eyes. He felt horrible for doing this at all, but he was not able to resist at this point. His body had taken full control of itself and did not listen to his mind's protests.

"Haah… I'm sorry, but I'm drained," Lincoln gasped for breath. The sex they had for the last hour and a half had taken away every force from his body. "Luna, I-I'm sorry for doing… any of that. It's wrong and-… Luna?"

Luna was sleeping soundly with a content smile across her face. The middle Loud child went quiet before he reached down, pulling the blanket over her.

"I was supposed to cheer her up… Why did I do any of this?" Lincoln asked himself silently. He and Luna were the only people in the house. He was supposed to be with the rest of their family to go to the newfound giant circus act taking place in the largest Royal Woods mall. Luna had no intention to go with them, but when Lincoln realized something was wrong, he stayed behind to make sure everything was okay. Unfortunately, his hunch of something being wrong turned out to be correct.

"I'm sorry, Luna… I'll… We'll talk about it when you wake up," Lincoln said to his slumbering older sister. His mind was wrecked, unable to think straight. Once he got dressed back up in his orange pajamas and picked up Luna's clothes for her, he left the room, closing the door behind him gently.

"Oh hey, Charles," Lincoln greeted one of their many pets, his loyal dog, who sat in front of the door like he had been worried for his owners. The dog could tell his master was unnerved. Very unnerved.

"I messed up really bad, Charles," the bucktoothed boy spoke to his pet as the two made their way downstairs. A lot of the Loud family talked to their pets like they could understand them. It brought them a lot of comfort like a sense of therapy. They had been doing it for years, though what was odd for most was normal for the Louds. What the two siblings had just done however was far from weird. Both of them were more than aware of it as well.

"I was supposed to cheer her up. I wasn't supposed to do… that. I just don't know what happened. She was crying, so I played on her guitar for her, and then… and then…" Lincoln looked ready to have an anxiety attack. He sat down in the kitchen, Charles beginning to chew on his itchy paw.

"All I did was talk, and when that didn't work, I tried to sing that song she made for me on my birthday a few years ago… She always loved to sing it any excuse she could get," he leaned back in the chair, holding his head as he tried to recall everything himself. Luna had been so torn apart, because for the last year, she had been working exhaustingly for the biggest chance she had to get her foot into the music industry's door. Only for it all to blow up in her face and to fall apart in a matter of hours.

"I know everyone messes up Charles. But somehow in less than twelve hours, I did so much wrong," Lincoln rested his head on his arms upon the table, looking out the window above the sink into the rainy night, "I cheated on my girlfriend with my sister… I took advantage of Luna… I feel like… I'm just a pig…!"

The teenager's little heart was exploding with guilt. He felt like he had practically attacked someone while they were in their weakest mental state. Even if Lincoln had not purposely tried to manipulate Luna, it did not change how he viewed himself. He felt no longer like a brother. He felt like nothing much more than a monster. He wished he could talk to his best friend, Clyde, right now. But this was a situation where even the McBride's advice would prove futile like anything currently.

"I don't know what to do, Charles," the middle Loud child exhaled, looking over to see Charles at his dog bowl, eating his late dinner. He took that as good enough an answer as to what to do.

"Yeah… Guess all I can do is eat, keep quiet, and wait until Luna is awake to talk about it," Lincoln got up from the table and went over to the refrigerator to try and prepare a personal dinner, or at least one that could he stomach. Anything to distract himself was welcomed.

Lincoln was sprawled out on the couch. He was half asleep, after he had spent another hour waiting for Luna. He had his eyes closed, trying to at least get some sleep. His mind however was far too bothered to permit him rest. His body was too tired to get up and pace around constantly like it desired either.

"Wuh? Luna?" Lincoln groggily sat up as he heard the sound of the shower being turned on. He got off the couch and made his way straight upstairs. The door to Luna's and Luan's room was open for him. He made his way down the hall toward the bathroom, he hesitantly knocked on the door lightly. After a few seconds, the door opened.

"Hey dude. How goes it?" Luna greeted Lincoln, she looked quite enthusiastic, his eyes widening upon seeing her.

"I… I, uh… ca-can you, y'know, put your clothes on?" he requested, turning his back to her to try and not lay one eye at her bare body, but it was hard not to stare at those bountiful spheres that he had been groping only a couple of hours ago.

"I was about to jump in the shower… You wanna join?" Luna offered. The middle Loud felt her arms wrap around him from behind, bringing him into a hug. He gulped, feeling her breasts pressed against his back. His heartbeat felt explosive with how high of a pace it was beating.

"I… Luna, everyone's going to be home soon. W-we need to talk, please…" Lincoln may not be able to see the time, but he knew they probably had maybe forty minutes at most, if they were lucky. Regret for what they had done still loomed in his heart, and he could not condone himself to do similar in the bathroom, even if his body desired otherwise.

"Alright, little bro. Gimme a minute," Luna picked up on his discomfort in a millisecond, backing off upon the realization.

"Thank you," Lincoln exhaled in relief, wiping the sweat off his forehead. His heart may be calming, but other parts of him were going to take a bit more time.

After a short wait, the two stood in Lincoln's room. It was not the biggest, but it was more than enough for him, ever since he was young.

"So I guess you want to talk about what we did?" Luna took the closest shot in the dark she could fathom. Her younger brother nodded. Things were immensely awkward, considering she had a giant hand in raising him. Lincoln loved Luna with his whole heart, but he never meant it in that way.

"Yeah I'll… I'll start off with this," he cleared his throat, trying to not cower out from this important conversation, "I'm sorry for what I did to you, Luna. I feel so bad for doing that, and I understand if you're… if you're upset with me."

"Did to me? What are you talking about bro?" Luna responded with a quirked eyebrow, laid back on his bed in a long purple shirt that had an image of guitars crossing handles on the front of it.

"I went overboard with all of that… You know the, uhh… sex," Lincoln forced the word out of his mouth, feeling uncomfortable over talking about it. Despite what his classes had taught him, it never made it easier to not become sheepish at the mere discussion, or mention of the word.

"Sheesh, Lincoln. You're making it out to be like you raped me," Luna claimed. She held her head, rubbing some of her messed up hair out of her eyes, surprised at how guilty he felt for that one act. The older Loud sister was not wrong with that guess to how he felt either.

"I mean… yeah… I feel like that's exactly what I did. You were crying and talking about how your career was ruined. I wanted to cheer you up, but I didn't mean to do any of that to you… I lost control, like some badly programmed robot," Lincoln exclaimed. That look in his eyes showed nothing but regret. His older sister felt bad for unintentionally messing with his head so much.

"Not really ruined, but I'll have to work a lot harder from the ground up again, practically. That alone was getting under me a lot… But you always try your hardest to make me happy no matter what," Luna reached up and pulled him into a hug, surprising him. "And seeing you there for me in my worst times made me feel just… Like everything would be fine. I feel more confident with you, Lincoln."

Lincoln looked up to her nervously, unsure how to respond to that. He was comforted to know he could be of help.

"So that's why I started doing all that to YOU. To show you how thankful I am for you, Lincoln. I don't know if I'll ever be able to repay you for all you do for me, though… I love you a lot, my little dude," Luna was not joking. Indeed did she put the blame on herself and not pass it off as a blind, emotional overload. She regretted making the younger sibling miss the circus act with the rest of their family, imagining he would be a lot happier currently if he was with the other family members.

"Luna, I love you too, but I have a girlfriend," Lincoln informed her. For a few years he had dated his school bully, Ronnie Anne, whom ironically his siblings helped him forge that relationship. Yet he kept it secret from all of them so they would not meddle with them.

"Oh…" Luna was a little upset at the news. Even if the siblings did lose their virginity to each other, the rocker did not have a clue that there was a special someone in his life. She had no clue how close the two were, but that didn't make anything better. "I'm sorry, Lincoln…"

"Don't worry about it Luna," Lincoln broke out of the hug, "I mean… Yeah, I love you too, but if there's anything I can do for you, just let me know, alright?"

"Nah… don't get wound up over it… Come on, I could use some help retuning my guitar," the aspiring rock star offered while getting up.

"Sure. I'd love to, Luna," Lincoln agreed. He guessed this was going to be a secret between them. He was glad Luna was not too upset. As the two left his room, he was ready to move on from things. But if she wanted to talk about it, he was more than all ears. Yet one thing was bothering Lincoln, in the back of his mind a weird thought was pestering him constantly but he could not put his finger on why though.

"I feel like I forgot something, though…Oh well, it's probably nothing important."