Author's Notes:
I feel this chapter's title is appropriate for a lot of reasons, heh. Sorry for the incredibly long delay. A ton of things which I'll collectively label "life" happened. But I never once forgot about this story, and I always intended to finish it one day. Thanks for sticking with me, and I hope this is a satisfying end~
I want to give a special shout out to each of the Lynnfans that have helped me with this story. Flagg1991 and Archemios, the two dudes I originally started writing this for, I hope you two have enjoyed it~ Forlorn Hope, The Siege Peril, LoudAutomata16, UnderratedHero, and Lord Malachite, thanks for listening to me talk about this final chapter and giving me so much input on it. I hope you guys enjoy it, too~
As a final note, I'm going to edit/retcon their child's name in the previous chapter. It's been changed from "Lacy" to- Well, you'll see soon enough~ There will be a sequel to this story, and... I've kinda already written the first two chapters of it. Oops... I'll edit them when I find time and post them for you all. Until then, I wish you all well, and enjoy~
Disclaimer: The Loud House Copyright Nickelodeon (2019)
Chapter 8: The Wait...
The front door slammed open, crashing into the wall. A foot soared into the air, landing on a pointe. A blur of red and white twirled around; arms outstretched as a plastic bag swung round and round the epicenter of chaos that was Lynn Loud.
She started forward, kicking the door shut with just her heel. A perverse grin spread across her face as she twirled into the stairs, grabbing the banister just in time to keep from running into the wall.
She ran up them two at a time, her ponytail swishing behind her head.
She was on a mission.
Lynn reached the stop and nearly ran straight into her bedroom, but stopped just short; sliding across the floor almost as if she was making it to home base.
Her eyes turned to Lincoln's door, and she was off again.
"Lincoln! Linc! Hey!"
Her hands were pounding on his door, rattling it in its frame.
She heard the door creak as her brother turned the knob and opened it, but she was too excited to wait.
She pushed it open, catching his shoulder.
Lincoln groaned, and then gasped as Lynn grabbed his elbow and jerked him toward the bathroom.
"Woah, slow down, Lynn!"
All he could see was her ponytail as he raced to keep up with her momentum.
The girl just couldn't be stopped.
Lola walked out of Lori's room and turned toward them-
"Yoink!" Lynn cried, leaping over the little girl.
"Ahhhh!" Lincoln yelled as he dodged to the side, smacking his other shoulder into the doorframe to keep from crushing his younger sister.
Lola just sat there, blinking.
"Quit. Being. So. Weird!"
Lynn shut the door, panting; turning to lean back against the wood, she stared at her brother.
Her perverted grin was as devious as ever.
She casually held up the bag, and gave it a little wiggle.
"Guess what I got, bro~"
Lincoln was rubbing his shoulders, shaking his head clear.
The sudden rush, followed by a dead stop, had him not knowing what the heck was going on.
"Well, judging by your face it's gotta be something interesting. What is it?"
Lynn shook her head as he came toward her.
"Nuh uh, no peeking," he went to grab the bag from her, and she pushed him away.
"Hey! No stealing, lame-O."
She stuck her tongue out as she stepped on over to the toilet.
Lincoln was poised to strike.
He had his hands out.
Oh, he was gonna start with her sides, tickling her till she was ready to pee.
Then, he was gonna kiss her so good she'd melt onto the floor and drag him down with her.
And when she was-
Woah.
Lynn was looking at him again.
Her head peeking over her shoulder as she bared her butt to him, literally; her hands pulling her shorts and underwear down to her ankles.
She bent at her hip just to give him a decent view.
She even wiggled her hips a little before bending back up, spinning around, and sitting down on the toilet.
Lynn put her hand out, and beckoned him to her with a finger.
The poor boy was under her spell, almost floating toward his sister's welcoming body.
"Now, you can look in the bag."
The boy let his eyes drift away from her spread legs, her lean thighs, and what was waiting between them...
To finally sate his curiosity with the bag.
What could be so exciting that she'd almost kill him this early in the morning?
He reached his hand inside, and then his eyes bulged, and his heart skipped.
He turned to Lynn quickly, and she was grinning like crazy.
"Bring one here, bro~"
He picked the pregnancy test up, kinda trembling a little, and took it over to her.
She waited for him to open the little box and get it out; just staring into his eyes and smiling so wide her cheeks would be hurting in the morning.
"Coooome on, Lincoln, I'm dying to know!"
He fumbled the box around, before finally freeing the test and tossing it toward her.
She caught the stick and hurriedly put it under her.
"Right, now to pee on it."
Lincoln grimaced, but watched nonetheless.
"Eww, Lynn, can you not say that?"
She looked up at him, noticing his eyes were dead set on that test.
Clearly, he was just as excited about this as she was.
A retort was dying to be let out, but she held her tongue; groaning as she finally released onto the stick.
The moment was much more awkward for Lincoln than it was for his sister, but he didn't want to turn away. He came closer, kneeling down by her as she finished.
"Well, what does it say?"
Lynn smirked at him, holding the dirty test up to their eyes.
"I didn't know these things talked," she stuck her tongue out and winked.
The boy just groaned.
"Come on, Lynn..."
His hand grabbed her clean one, twining their fingers together.
She sobered up as he looked into her eyes once again.
"Are we gonna have a baby?"
Wow, that one question made her whole body weak and quivery.
"W-well," she looked down at the test...
It wasn't saying anything yet. Dang it.
Lynn looked back at her brother.
"I think we need to wait a bit. Check the instructions while I clean up."
He picked up the box and started reading.
Hmm, they should know in just a few minutes.
Aaaand since Lynn was busy wiping herself, he might as well check the test again.
It's been fifteen seconds after all...
He reached out to grab it, then stopped at the last moment.
"Right, this thing's been peed on."
Lynn turned to him as she flushed the toilet.
"What's that, Linc?"
He shook his head and pointed at the test.
"It's still not saying anything."
She grinned as she walked right past him, knocking her hip into his.
She didn't bother slipping her shorts and panties back up. They were laying down by the toilet as she stepped over to the sink and cleaned her hands.
"I didn't know those things could talk, Lincoln~" she teased.
Lynn heard him groan, and then walk over toward her.
She was still lathering her hands when she felt his palms cup her slim hips.
"That was even less funny the second time," he whispered into her neck, "At this rate you're gonna turn into a Luan."
Lynn moaned as he kissed her behind the ear, then sighed as he bit her lobe with a light nip.
She turned around, forgetting the faucet was still running and her hands were dripping with water.
Lincoln's hands moved up and down her stomach before slipping under her shirt and heading north.
"Would you want me more if I was Luan?" she teased him; a touch of vulnerability in her eyes.
He leaned into her, putting a foot between hers, pressing his hips flush against hers.
Not an inch left between their bodies as his arms circled around her, still underneath her shirt, and squeezed her chest to his.
"I wouldn't," he reassured her, touching his nose to hers.
She tilted her head, rubbing her nose on his.
"Why?"
He slipped his lips over hers, still parted; brushing his mouth over hers with a faint butterfly's kiss.
"Because I want you, Lynn."
She put her soaked fingers through his hair as their lips finally melded together.
She moaned as his hips pushed into hers, urging her back against the sink counter.
He bent her back just a little, deepening their kiss.
Her fingers kneaded his scalp before fisting in his hair, tugging on him.
He broke from her mouth so they could breathe.
One of her wet hands was slipping down his front, trailing droplets of water as her fingers crawled toward his belt.
His lips descended onto hers again as he put his hands under her butt and lifted her onto the counter.
Lynn's hand deftly unbuckled his belt, undid the button to his pants, yanked the zipper down.
"Ready for another home run, champ?" she asked before flicking his lips with her tongue.
Lincoln wiggled his hips like he was playing the hula hoop, and his pants and boxers instantly fell to the ground.
Lynn snorted, "You're such a freaking dork."
Lincoln shut her up with a quick peck to the lips.
"Yeah, but I'm your dork."
Her hands were on his butt, pulling him closer to her.
"True. Think you can handle me?" she challenged him.
The boy pressed his cock against her stomach, watching as it slid on her skin until the tip touched her belly button; a decent visual representation of every inch he planned to stuff inside her body.
He smirked at her, his eyes lidded.
"Can you handle me?"
He rocked his hips forward, grinding his cock on her stomach a few times before pulling the tip down to her entrance.
His eyebrow was cocked and his dick was readied in his hand, sliding it up and down her leaky hole as she sighed and groaned and clung tighter to his butt.
"Well, think you can take all of me~?"
She groaned louder as he just teased her opening.
"Just stick the fucking thing in-" she broke off with a sharp cry, falling against his chest and putting her arms around his neck to keep steady.
"Oh, fuck! That was sudden..."
His hips were flush with hers, and Lynn wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles together.
Both of them looked down and every inch was gone.
She cocked her eyebrow and gave him her own little smirk.
"Guess I can take anything you give me, Lincoln~"
He grinned as he pulled out to the tip; he watched her face change expressions. All the little twitches and panting sighs and flickering eyelids and growing flushes that let him know how much she loved being with him.
His hands moved to her hips; where they grabbed on and massaged her.
He set a gentle motion at first, rocking into her and holding her tight to keep her butt from sliding off into the sink basin.
He hit a particular sweet spot and Lynn clenched around him, every part of her body inside and out, and let out a moan. Lincoln groaned, almost coming to a stop at how tight she became.
When she relaxed, they quickened their pace. Lynn used her legs to arch her hips into him, and Lincoln timed his thrusts to match her for optimum efficiency.
"Ahh, Linc," she finally cried, and that broke their spell.
She started humping him harder, and he fucked her even faster.
The sink was starting to rock a little. The water was still running. The pregnancy test bounced close to the edge.
Her hands slid down his back, her nails digging through his shirt.
His fingers latched onto her breasts and squeezed her so tight she cried his name again.
"Harder, Lincoln, I-I'm your sock, remember?"
Her breathy sighs urged him on, her lidded eyes never left his.
"You'll never need to waste another load again," she whispered to him, coaxing his orgasm closer and closer with her feisty hips.
"Do you want it?" he asked her, leaning his forehead against hers, rocking his hips into hers slow and deep.
Their panting breaths mixing between their flushed, sweaty faces. Their heat being shared between their grasping hands and moving hips.
Her eyes didn't blink as she stared into his.
"Give it all to me."
Lincoln closed his eyes as he picked up his pace again.
Lynn was grinned as she urged him on, holding him tight.
"What if the test is negative, Lincoln?" she teased him, "We'll have to try again, won't we?"
Lincoln groaned as she kissed his cheek, nipped at his nose.
"You won't stop until I'm pregnant, will you?"
She moaned as he kept drilling her good.
"Oh fuck, you're so good, bro~"
She threw her head back, and sighed as his lips struck her throat, already working on marking her skin.
"Oh yes, give it to me, Lincoln," she could feel his dick expanding to seal up her tight passage.
She grabbed his face and held his gaze before locking her lips with him once more.
Pulling back, breathless, panting, needing all of him, she pleaded for him to finish in her. Almost whining for it, begging.
"Do it, Linc. Knock me up."
She moaned as he fucked her hard.
"Finish what we started."
Her arms curled around his shoulders, clamping down on him like an anaconda.
Lincoln could barely breathe as he kissed her face everywhere, breathless, butterfly kisses on her nose and cheeks.
One of his hands fell on her hip and he pulled her flush against him. His other hand went to the back of her neck, cradling her against him as his hips took the last few thrusts he'd need before he sunk all the way back inside his sister.
They groaned together as he started cumming inside her.
Lynn's grip locked him secure inside as he kept releasing semen into her womb.
"M-more, Linc, give me all you got."
He growled as she stroked his back, doing his best to make sure that if she wasn't already carrying his baby in her womb, then she would be after today.
Lynn cooed to his ear, smiling perversely, lovingly, as she kissed him and spoke softly.
"Good boy~"
Soon, he was all spent, and the two groaned as he unwillingly had to part from her warm pussy.
His flaccid cock still dripping a few drops of semen onto her thighs, her arms hanging loosely 'round his shoulders; the two panted and grinned and leaned in for another kiss.
Lynn groaned as she tasted his mouth once again.
Lincoln sighed as she lightly scratched his scalp.
"Let's check the test again~"
They looked to the side, where the test was teetering on the very edge and about to fall off.
Lynn snatched it up, "Heeya!"
"What's it say?" Lincoln hurried her, trying to take it away.
"Hey! Hold on!" she fought back, holding it up and away from him.
At a standstill, the two paused, and then she lowered it so they could both see at the same time.
And they were greeted with two lines.
Positive.
Lynn was so overwhelmed she choked and tears started forming in her eyes.
Lincoln was so excited he lifted her off the counter and spun her around before setting her on her feet and kissing her passionately.
"We did it!" he told her, over and over again, kiss after kiss.
Lynn still couldn't even speak, so dizzy and happy with the knowledge that she was finally a mom-in-the-making.
Her brother knelt down, placing his hands on her stomach and bringing his lips close.
"I promise to be the best dad I can be," he told his baby, "And I'll love you always."
He ended his speech by kissing her belly.
Lynn wanted to punch him for being so mushy, but she just couldn't. She was too happy, and too busy crying and hugging his head.
Lincoln looked up at her, wet sparkly tears falling down his cheeks.
"I guess you really must be a pervert, huh? Getting pregnant like this~"
Lynn choked out a laugh.
"Sh-shut up," she knocked his shoulder with her fist, "This is all your fault."
He stood up, taking her hands inside his.
"Our fault~"
She leaned into his chest, letting her lips come nigh to his.
"That's fair. I guess we're both perverts."
Lynn moved in to kiss him, but Lincoln leaned back at the last moment.
"Yeah, but you started it."
She growled and threw her arms around his neck.
There, now he couldn't get away.
"Just shut up and kiss me."