Liberty (WIP)

>lincoln's lying down reading comics in his underwear in the bottom bunk of his room
>"hey linc, scooch over!" liberty opened the door and jumped onto the mattress
>"oof, hey to you too, lib" linc moved his body so that the two could lie down
>it was relatively comfortable, especially since the twins had gotten accustomed to sharing space
>"what'd you pick up this time? some dumb 'mango' about ninjas?" lincoln teased
>"it's MANGA, you dip." liberty corrected her brother before adding quietly "and it's about pirates this time"
>"you know we have american comic books about pirates and ninjas," lincoln said
>"no need to buy these weird japanese mangas to get your fix" he said with faux elitism
>liberty blushed, though she knew her brother didn't mean it.
>"manga is cool," she sighed. sometimes she felt like nobody understood her, not even her twin
>the white haired girl turned to her side, facing away from lincoln
>he felt like he had teased a bit too much, now he had to make things right
>"psst hey," he said, putting a hand on liberty's shoulder, who wiggled uneasily at his touch
>"i'm sorry," lincoln reassured her, rolling over and spooning her just a little
>she relaxed at his embrace, reaching for his hand and pulling it over her body like a seatbelt
>"i know you're the only one in this family who's into stuff like mangas and ninjas and stuff"
>"but that doesn't mean we think you're weird because of that." lincoln's words calmed libby down
>lincoln wrapped his arms around liberty's waist at this point and was planting kisses on her neck
>"so don't worry about it when your big bro makes fun of your dumb weeb stuff," he laughed into her ear
>liberty reached back and elbowed lincoln in the stomach before turning to face him
>"it's NOT dumb weeb stuff, and you're just BARELY older," she huffed
>libby put on an expression of fake indignation
>then she gave him a teasing smile and they shared a kiss, rolling around on the mattress
>lincoln and liberty have a very strict "no touching" policy
>but that doesn't mean they can't find ways around it when they're in the mood
>once the kissing starts getting a little too much for them to handle, libby breaks things off
>lincoln is visibly frustrated but his sister backs up and leans against the bedpost
>his eyes are the size of dinner plates as libby spreads her legs pulls her underwear to the side
>a tent starts growing in lincoln's underwear, and libby eyes it hungrily
>libby becomes incredibly aroused and pulls her shirt up to play with her nipples
>linc pulls out his erect cock out and starts to jerk off
>they're looking at each other, refusing to break eye contact as libby's fingers move down to her moist slit
>he's jerking off at a wild pace, she's fingering herself, and they're both moaning nonstop
>getting up on their knees, they start to gravitate toward each other
>lincoln's fully erect cock is getting dangerously close to libby's dripping girlhood
>as he works his shaft, the tip of his member nearly brushes his sister's opening
>"close call," he smirks in between pumps. "we really should be more careful."
>"yeah, you're right" liberty responds, although her eyes have traveled down to linc's erection
>she wonders how it would feel pounding in and out of her relentlessly
>lincoln gets right up to libby and jerks off almost defiantly, daring her to do something
>their bare chests rub against each other, sweat glistening over their bodies
>libby's nipples flick up and down against lincoln's as she bounces on his tip
>she starts to grind on lincoln's member
>"technically, this is still okay, right?" lincoln asks breathlessly
>"yeah, sure, it's fine," his twin responds
>libby grinds her clit on lincoln's rod for an eternity
>lincoln grabs his sister and pulls her in for a deep kiss
>"fuck it," liberty gives into the moment and pounces on her brother
>lincoln and liberty /had/ a very strict "no touching" policy