Lucy Lays Down the Law [Lucy/Lupa][/tlvg/]

>Lucy had been bothered for a while, but it seemed to be coming to head lately
>Lupa had always been a finicky baby
>Except with Lincoln, which is what got her the reputation as a Daddy’s girl
>Lupa’s affinity for her father seemed to only continue and strengthen as she grew older
>And that seemed to be accelerating as Lupa entered Menarche
>For example, the three were currently watching a film on Netflix, Lincoln was sandwiched between the two of them
>Lucy’s eyes watched from behind her bangs as Lupa put her small black finger nailed hand on her father’s knee
>Then over the course of a few minutes, the hand would glide a bit at a time up that leg before Lincoln would shake his leg, knocking the hand off
>Again, Lupa placed her hand and began the slow ascent
>This time, however, Lincoln grasped her hand and moved it back to his knee
>Lucy, having been resting her head on her brother’s shoulder, turned and whispered in his ear
>”Could you get us some more popcorn?”
>Lincoln just nods and she sits up to let him stand, leaving Lupa’s hand, as he walks to the kitchen
>Instantly, Lucy slides in to fill the void, wrapping her arms around her young like an eldritch being enveloping their young
>She squeezes Lupa’s face to her chest, her daughter sinking in to the soft, supple bosom
>Lupa resistance is wild in response
>She is finally able to get an inch of space and she gasps for air
>”Wh-what are you doing, mom!?”
>”I thought you could use some attention, Lincoln didn’t seem to want to give you any.”
>Lupa huffs as she breaks free of Lucy’s grasp and lays back on the couch, “He was just distracted by the movie.”
>”Oh, really?” Lucy says she leans over towards her daughter, supporting her weight with her arms on the couch, her breasts hanging with heaps of visible cleavage. “I think he was distracted by me.”
>Lupa gulps as her face reddens
>”Lincoln loves you sweetie, and so do I. But don’t get that confused...”