Loud House Green Text- Lincoln and Lola

>Lincoln was bored out of his mind, he had just finished reading the newest Ace Savvy number for the third time in a row, but it was doing nothing for him, he guessed it was bedtime for him.

>His walkie-talkie ringed, he was not expecting Clyde to answer that day so it was a pleasant surprise, the nerdy friend informed him of a new ARGGH! Episode premiering in 10 minutes, he had to get to the TV quick!

>He rushed downstairs, sliding down the edge of the stairs, his family had left for chores, he was positively certain that the TV was free-

>” Oh no” His excitement vanished immediately, the princess channel was on, with one of those boring pageant shows “dang it!” He exclaimed to himself; he forgot Lola was homeschooled for pageant season.

>Well, it was hopeless, no plan of his could possibly get the entitled princess out of that couch, he sighed and approached the couch, hoping to convince her politely.

>” Uh, Lola?” He greeted shyly, scratching the back of his head, hoping to get her attention.

>” Huh?” The girl gave a suspicious sideway glance, she was dressed in a pink, tight sweater, accompanied by matching pink sporty pants, which showed signs of having been used recently, judging by her sweaty, glistening blonde hair “What do you want, Lincoln” she said seriously, never taking her eyes away from the screen.

>” Well, you see, I know you totally want to see the pageant, but, uh, there’s a little ARGGH! Special coming that will never be shown again, and I was thinking… maybe we can share the TV… just for an hour?” Lincoln knelt in front of the girl and pleaded with a nervous smile.

>But doing that proved to be a mistake, he now had, in front of him, a direct look at sister’s massive bottom half, her legs spread carelessly in the couch, which, given the slight moisture of her pants, were giving him a clean glimpse to her camel toe.

>”Ugh, forget it Lincoln, you said that the other time, I know your stupid ghost show always has reruns, now scram!” Lola exclaimed with evident anger, finally directing her attention towards the boy.

>But then she noticed that his stare was focused somewhere else, clearly below her eyes, which made her blush slightly, closing her legs, her brother also averted his stare in time.

>” Please Lola, I’ll do anything! How about some Ice cream later, or a t-tea party, how does that sound” Lincoln wasn’t giving up, giving his sister a look of determination.

>This earned him a smirk, Lola’s face turned softer and devilishly raised an eyebrow “Anything?” She whispered coyly, altering her brother “Fine, them bring me a glass of milk, a princess needs to be properly hydrated after a good round of aerobics” she said sassily while directing her finger to the kitchen.

“R-right away sis” Lincoln obeyed, rushing to fulfill the order, he thought himself lucky, Lola’s request are usually more time consuming and exhausting.

>Lincoln came back in, sitting next to Lola and rapidly handing her the glass “Ok, can I watch now?” He asked impatiently, holding his hands close to his chest.

>” Yeah whatever” Lola accepted, rolling her eyes, as she quickly gulped down the milk.

>” Great, thanks Lols” Lincoln smiled, surprised at how easy it was “Em, where’s the controller?” The boy pondered, noticing right away that it was missing.

>” Oh, I think it got under here, tell me if you see it” Lola then readied her arms to lift her massive ass off the couch, leaving only a small window for her brother to notice that the controller was indeed, below her.

>” Yeah, I think I see it, just hold in there while I grab it” Lincoln confirmed, eyeing nervously at the little device covered under the shadow of his sister’s overdeveloped rump.

>The mere action of her lifting her butt off the couch allowed for an intense, but indescribable aroma to spread like wildfire, a weird combination of perfume, sweat and something else, which was starting to give him undesirable thoughts.

>He decided to ignore the feeling, as he mustered all of his courage to slip his hand from under the opening, getting closer and closer to reaching the dreaded remote.

>But it was useless, he suddenly felt an enormous weight falling on his fragile arm, locking it in place, his finger had reached the plastic surface of the controller, but now, every other nerve in his hand and shoulder were feeling the soft and squishy mass of Lola’s backside, crushing it.

>"Ouch, Lola, c-could you please stand up, it’s too… heavy” The boy complained while trying desperately to remove his arm from the lock that his sister had in him.

>”Nah ah! You’re watching the pageant with me” Lola crossed her arms victoriously, making sure to increased her center of mass so that her brother couldn’t escape or grab the remote.

>” What? But you said I could- “

>” You asked me if we could ‘share’, so I’m going first, now sit up and focus on the pageant” Lola teased with a victorious smirk, watching with no remorse as her brother assume a proper sitting position, his hand still trapped beneath her.

>” Lola... please, you’re cutting my circulation” Lincoln protested, eyes focused on the TV, still wiggling his hand, trying to set it free.

>But then, as his hand kept squirming down there, begging for release, Lola started to feel funny, he kept rubbing it to the interior of her butt, skimming through her more private region, this caused her to blush intensely, and somehow, that was giving her another idea.

>” Ok, you can change the channel, but sorry, I’m too tired right now to move Linky, you have to try harder” Lola commented with feign disinterest, as she simply placed her arms on the back of her head and rested them on the couch.

>The brother accepted the challenge, applying a little more strength to get deeper inside, trying his hardest to get a full hold of the remote, unbeknownst to him, this was causing his sister to shake a little, heavy pants coming out of her mouth.

>”Mm, yes Linkey, you’re almost there, don’t stop~” Lola kept squirming, feeling her brother’s hand pushing harder beneath her rolls, her breaths became stilted, and her back was arched.

>Lincoln started feeling a weird moisture in his restrained hand, he figured his sister’s workout had left her a little sweaty and gross, but that same smell from before was becoming stronger, and his thoughts became muddled, he barely remembered what he was even looking for down there, the warmth and softness of her impossibly big ass were slowly enveloping his thoughts.

>He felt his own little buddy growing, threatening to stretch his pants uncomfortably, his stare began wandering around, not focusing on the TV anymore, his lost eyes landed on the flustered sister, he noticed how her eyes were also lost, her tongue was out, and her legs kept twitching, those round, curvy legs.

>He snapped, his senses more alert, he opened his eyes wide and realized what he was doing, he immediately applied the biggest strength he could muster and retracted his arm as fast as he could, successfully escaping Lola’s bottom, he soon realized that his face was hot, and he was breathing strongly.

>”Huh, what happened? Do you give up?” Lola also recomposed quickly, looking at her brother as if nothing had happened still feeling the remote below her.

>” Well… I think, I-I can wait” Lincoln whispered nervously, trembling a little at the intensity of his previous predicament.
>”Good, see, I knew you’d like it, much better than that stupid ghost show!” Lola spoke confidently.

>But then, her smirk returned, as she slowly crept her way closer to where her brother was sitting, approaching her mouth to his hear and blowing a small huff of air in it.

>” Or… was there something else that you liked~” she whispered softly.