Lori's Lesson

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>Lincoln nervously gulps as his Eldest sister approaches him.
>"Uh Lori do we really have to do this?"
>Lori grabs Lincolns hand and puts it on her back.
>"Come on twerp you need to learn how to lead if you want to dance with a girl other than your sister. You know how to do this follow the rhythm and guide me to move with your grove."
>Lincolns hand keeps accidently slipping and touching Lori's ass. He blushes and nervously raises it and lowers it periodically. Accidently rubbing his sister plump butt.
>"Really Lincoln you're literally doing it again calm down! Or would you like me to get Leni to teach you who'll step on your feet! No how about Luna and her aggressive dancing? maybe Luan who'll use you for pratfalls or Lynn who'll try to turn it into Judo?"
>Lincoln groans at this
>"Can't I dance with one of the younger sisters?"
>Lori laughs.
>"Sorry twerp your options are mom Clyde or me. Lucy has no rhythm and the twins will just swing on your arms and do I really need to say anything about Lisa. So do you want to lead Urkel try to handle Moms assets or get over yourself and handle mine?"
>Lori puts Lincolns hand on her butt as she blushes a bit too.
>"The faster you learn to lead the less embarrassing things'll be for both of us. No need to be shy just lead."

>"Come on, let's rest for a minute."
>The two of them sit down on the bed, with Lori grabbing a juice box off the nightstand.
>She takes a sip, watching her little brother fluster and fidget nervously beside her.
>Rolling her eyes, she wraps her arm around him, pulling him into her side.
>"Lincoln, I know this is awkward for you. You want to impress your little friend, and it's weird asking your sister for help."
>She pauses to take another sip.
>Maybe should have offered him one too.
>Oh well.
>"This isn't easy for me either, you know. I literally haven't done this in years, the height difference doesn't help, and half the time I'm trying not to kick you."
>She glances down again when she hears Lincoln sigh.
>He's usually on edge when they interact, and sometimes she feels bad for being a source of stress for him.
>"I mean, don't get me wrong. I really appreciate that you came to me for help."
>But moments like these, where they can actually just sit down and talk casually?
>"It...means a lot."
>Lori watches him close his eyes and lean into his arm.
>She quietly counts to thirty, her smile growing with each tick.
>"It's even better when you don't act like a little weirdo."
>Lincoln opens his eyes to glare at her beaming face.
>The moment's ruined, but she couldn't help herself.
>Even if he was being weird about it, she would have helped him with this issue regardless.
>He's her baby brother. She loves him.
>Sure, she gives him crap every now and a gain, but who honestly doesn't do that.
>Still smirking, Lori gives him a light squeeze before nudging him onto his feet.
>"Alright, break's over. Let's get back to it, you still need to practice."
>Standing up herself, she follows Lincoln to the centre of the room, taking his hand in hers, and positioning his other against her rump.
>Lori resists rolling her eyes as his face starts to redden again.
>"Feet wider, and...one-two-three...one-two-three...one-two-three, you're doing good, one-two three..."