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cw incest : growing up with the miya twins and seeing their competitive sides

atsumu is always challenging his twin to the dumbest shit, like who can spike the hardest, who can cook the tastier food, who can make their little sister cum the most. and samu always seems to win :/

oh wait, i guess they haven’t tried that last one yet…

[alsoknownas-aka]

18+ mdni! cw: incest, big bro x lil sis, ass eating.

"So, since it's your birthday. What do you want for a present?"

"Your ass."

Big bro didn't even stutter. Straight up hitting on the board for what he want. And you look over at him dumbfounded, turning into a more grimace of disappointment.

"No. Seriously, what do you want?"

"Yes. Your ass."

You're physically flattening, and he got a wide fuckass smile like he didnt just state out the thing that make you feel miserable.

Big bro's a certificate ass lover.

He really is.

With the way he's having his head laying on your ass everytime you're laying down on your stomach, and he'll always be eating you out from the back.

He love, love that fucking ass of yours.

"You like my ass that much?"

And he nodded, eager. That smile on his face widen if it's possible. You could literally see the imaginary tail swishing back and forth in a blur if he's a god.

Well, he could be one. If you ask him too.

"God, i really dont understand why you're so obsessed of my ass."

You stood, sighing. Arms defeatedly stretched out as your legs mindlessly guide you to the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of honey from the fridge.

"I got my own preferences." He called out, smirking through the pride, chest puffes out like it's something to be proud of as he lean back on the couch. "And yours would always be my number 1."

Yeah. You're pretty sure he's swooned by your ass itself, not you.

Walking back to him, you look down at his smug face, rolling your eyes at the sight of him. "Lay back."

He perked up, "why?"

Another sigh escaping your lips. "Im giving you the present you want."

He doesn't need to be told twice. He's already laying back on the couch, body buzzing with anticipation and excitement. Cant help the toothy grin on his face, wiggling around the make himself comfortable.

You could only shake your head at his antic. Letting out a huff as a smile tried to curved out your lips. Gotta stay nonchalant. Dont want to make that head of him bigger than it already is.

Slipping out of your pants, panties dangling on your ankle as you carelessly throw them away. Then you're crawling up at him. Making sure it'll be your ass facing his face. Bending over to the front, plucking open the bottle of honey to pour them down your ass.

All while doing it on his face, you ass hovering above him. He's already drooling at the sight of some honey trailing down, tracing the curve of you as it drips down your asshole and to the entrance of your pussy.

He's fucking rock hard at the sight.

"There. Eat it up." You state. Pouring some more, making a mess, and he's licking onto his lips. "I could just eat you raw."

You click your tongue at him, "im making it sweet for you, dumbass." Scoffing, you simply just drop down at him. Sitting on his face, taking his breath away. "Enjoy your present."

Hh, he's so gonna enjoy it.

Groaning in pure satisfaction as his arms came up around your thighs, curling them around and tugging you down like he's committing suicide.

But in all means, he's right where he wants to be.

His tongue flatten up, dragging them down from your pussy and up to the puckering around nothing asshole. Doesn't need to take time to start eating you out like crazy.

Licking them honey, biting the pillow of your ass, tongue switching around to prob onto your cunny and asshole. All while his cock were twitching and throbbing against his pants.

You noticed. Course you do because it's hard not to when he literally swell against the fabric of his pants like it hurt.

So you help take his cock out, watch the way he willingly lift up his hips so you could take his pants down, and it's springing up the second he was freed. You cant help but chuckle at the sight.

"Cant help yourself, hm?"

You're not really talking to him. Cause he's busy making sure no honey was left as he took a sharp intake of breath. Eyes dazed and looking fucked out just from eating you out. Could see the sheen of shiny honey sticking around his face.

You smirk back at him over your shoulder, then plopping back down onto his face. "You're not done yet. No rest for you."

The order in your tone was enough to make him grunt, and he's leaking out precum just from that alone. You have so much hold on him. And you're using it against him.

He could've been more happier, drown in you, and getting suffocated by the weight of your ass on his face.

Your hand reach out to flick over his tip, flowing some more pre-cum as you smile at the thing.

"having fun back there?"

He could only give you some muffled hum and grunt, felt his tongue start to lap at wet of your pussy, one of his hand reaching up to play with your asshole.

Your body melt at the simulation, and you cant help but grind back onto his face. Looking back over your shoulder to watch him absolutely devouring the feast given for him. And you smile in awe.

So you sit up. Pushing down your weight onto his face as you felt him tried to take some more breath. "I bet you wont even mad if i accidentally snap your neck because my ass."

Your hand reach back to grip at the strands of his hair, then you start to ride his face, moaning at the feel of wetness and the warmth of his breath pushed forcefully into your pussy.

"Hah- you're really, so fucking disgusting."

The words barely hit like it intended to because deep down, you like to see him being screwed upon you.

And he never complained. He's suffering in the success of your ass being his.

His mouth just kept on moving to gobble you up, deep rumble of grunts and groans came from the back of his throat, and as his hips pushed forward around nothing, his eyes rolling back when he ejaculate, simply just buried himself deeper into them crusher pillow of your ass.

Got him mouthing out some rough mumble of 'ffuhhck...' as he sputtered out load after load.

You lift your hips up, and there's him. Eyes half-lidded and dazed, face mixed with what's seen of some trace of honey, the wetness of you, and the drool of himself.

Then his mouth shifting into a grin. A satisfied, fucked out one. his thumb up out so he doesn't need to say none about the service he got because it's mind-blowing.

A grin stretched upon your face. Decide to hop off his body to stand over at him. Looking at the state he's in.

He's happiest when he's like this.

Pulled your pants and panties up back as your eyes settle at the mess he make to himself, cock softening and cum all over the spand of his stomach.

So you're doing the job to at least clean up his cum, tongue flatten around his base to pick and slurp them into your mouth. Making sure nothing left.

Then you're moving to face him, leaning down to kiss him on the lips. Spitting his cum out your mouth as it falls down his throat, making him shallow them down.

"Happy birthday, my beloved big bro."

You gave him a last peck on the lips, straighten up once again, ruffling his messy hair, leaving him sprawled there with flushed cheeks and heaving chest.

Big bro's never been so wrecked and ruined for someone.

And he's thrilled that it was you, the one who make him like this.

a/n: SPECIAL THOUGHT SINCE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY YAYYYY. it's me. im the big bro. now give me yall ass. 🤤🤤​

[alsoknownas-aka]

18+ mdni! cw: incest, big bro x lil sis

Big bro and lil sis that came out more like a couple than siblings supposedly does. People would see you two literally cant be separated.

But what's concerning is how there's no sibling antics or throwing hands on the smallest inconvenience at each other.

No. People's seeing how big bro's always having his hands on you, slipping his fingers on your belt hoop, hovering around you back, giving you kisses on the cheek.

While you, always being on his lap, watching cats compilation with a smile on your face, feeding him bits of snack, looking so in your place.

It's harmless. It is. No one is being harm in this. But people have opinions. Bad ones. Where siblings shouldn't be that close, siblings shouldn't give that much kisses because each one of them was doing good, siblings needs to have boundaries, especially you two.

Which is funny when the parents put up a talk with big bro first because he's the older one. Saying "aren't you a little bit too close with your little sister?"

Big bro could only let out a scoof, "this again? You know it's normal. We're normal. There's nothing wrong with showing some love between siblings."

But dad wasn't buying anything coming out his mouth. "There's nothing normal between the two of you. Not about this."

His gaze was hard and accusing, but big bro doesn't even flinch. "So you're assuming, that because you two cant give us the love and attention we deserve, as a parents, and when we two does it to each other because we only got one another, it's suddenly wrong?"

A skeptic smirk pulled over his lips, the protective sense of wanting to protect you from everything flared up, he doesn't want his lil sis thinking too much about this. Not while he could still take it.

Dad slam his hand to the table, seething with quiet furious. "You are forbidden, from seeing her again. I'll have you moved out far so you can think about the problem you're getting yourself."

He cant have that. Big bro cant have that. So when his eyes sharpen at the threat, face shifting into a quite danger, he's not playing no more.

"You cant keep me away from her. Not her. She's my only one. She's the only reason im still alive. And i'll keep it that way."

He stood, chair creaking back from the force of his movement as he took off, legs already guiding to your room, because he need to see you after the pointless talk.

Which got you here, around some park, at midnight, sitting on a bench under a tree, seated back between his legs, his arms wraps in loose hold around your waist, and he got his chin tucked on your shoulder. Sighing.

"Everyone just wanna snatch you away from me." he mumble, placing an open mouth kiss over the side of your neck. Earning a giggle from the back of your throat, and it was enough to make a smile formed on his lips.

Yeah, this is what he need after that shitless talk. Wandering around at night with his lil sis. Just the two of them. Enjoying each other.

"Well, they're not trying that hard, cause im still here." You quip, voice soft and dreamy, looking over to the side to flash him a smile. His smile intensifies.

"Like i would let them take you away." He tease, the cuteness aggression loading up having him nibbling over the curve of your jaw. And you could only let out a whine of "stop that." While chuckling.

You take one of his hand, placing it on your lap as you intertwine your fingers with his. "I heard what dad said." You state, looking over at him to the side.

He could only sigh, body melting into you. "Yeah. He's full of shit." His hand squeeze around yours as one push you back to his chest like he cant have an inch being in you two. "Dont worry about it."

"I do. You know how dad is." The worry in your tone was clear. And he knows he need to tone it down before you overthink much.

"Aint nothing gonna happen." He peck at your cheek, and you nuzzle into his affection for some kind of comfort. "I dont want to be away from you."

The words alone was enough to tug at his heart. "I wont. Believe in me." He murmur against the skin of your cheek, breathing you in. "Also cant survive a day without you so... i'll be dead before i step out that house without you behind my back."

A snort slip out your mouth, smiling dreamily at him. "So romantic." And you peck at his cheek, gripping at his hand, looking far heart-achingly beautiful in his eyes.

God, he love you. He love you so much.

That he's tipping your chin up and press his lips on yours. A soft yet lingering kiss. Sighing into your mouth as he hold you close, nibbling onto your lower lip, without the fear of the world being against the two of you.

And when he pulled back just enough to give you some space to breath, with his lips being only inches away from yours, like even pulling back an inch was forbidden for him. Forbidden to be away from you.

"Do you...want to live with me? Just the two of us? Without no one talking and just...be happy?"

That's one hell of a question. Because he's asking for you, for all of you to be with him. And all you could give him was a smirk over your lips.

"You're asking for consent to take me away while you just kissed me out of nowhere?"

A mixed kind of snort and huff of laughter escape his mouth, rolling his eyes over at you, then look back down with eyes all lidded and loving.

"Yes. Yes im asking for that consent." He smile, and you smile back. "I do."

The words were everything to him. Sounds more like you're accepting his propose than asking to live alone with him. Wait, that's the same thing.

He's placing a pressed kiss with exaggerated 'mwah' over your cheek. "im thanking god every minute for your existence." You giggle, "okay, that's too much."

This was enough. With you beside him was enough. And he intent to keep it that way. Even if the world was against you two.

"Quickie?" He splurted out of nowhere. Making you raise an eyebrow. "What, here?"

And he nod, eager. mischief written all over his face. You look around the park, quiet, dark, not a human were passing by.

"Okay. I've always wanted to do it back around a bush" and he laugh, free and boisterous. "You got it princess, im not picky about place." Then he's tugging you around the nearest bush. With a toothy grin on his face like he just won the world over you.

Nothing could stop you two. Not when you could still have each other. And he wont let you go, even if the world told so.

a/n: me when i realized i could just write and there dont need to be smut 😌 this one is refreshing. I need to write more and not just drafting in my head 😞😞​ (i said as i draft another one in my head) 🙄

[xiayizhou04]

if you don't believe it, try it on me ☆ [cw] incest

part 1: chest problems? caleb can help

It’s become routine. Daily, even. 

Nobody who catches sight of your newfound acts of comfort bats an eye anymore. Nobody except for gran, who continues to give you disturbed and disapproving looks. 

“Caleb, take your hands out from underneath her shirt,” your grandma says sternly. Her wrinkles deepen as she frowns, pushing her reading glasses into her hair. “I don’t know how many times I need to say this. You are siblings. You don’t touch your little sister this way.” 

“She’s comfortable. And knock before you come in. Don’t make me install a lock on the door.” Caleb stares back, as if challenging her. “Plus,” he presses his nose into your hair, “she’s sleeping. I don’t want to wake her up, do you?” 

“This is hardly appropriate,” she replies instead, like a broken record, standing in front of where you both lie in Caleb’s bed. Her gaze holds disappointment and disgust. “I expected better from you. As her elder brother.” 

“I’m doing a fine job,” Caleb mutters. “I’d do anything for her. And that includes taking care of all of her needs.” 

Half sick of their arguing and half annoyed at the interrupted silence, you snuggle closer to him, hoping your actions will cease their arguments. Your movement effectively does its job without forcing you to admit that you’re awake. 

“Just yell when dinner is ready,” Caleb sighs as he affectionately runs his hand through your hair. “I’ll stay here and keep my baby sister company until then.” 

“Whatcha thinkin’ about, sis?” Caleb’s chin is hooked over your shoulder, arms wrapped around your waist and hands comfortably cupping your breasts. 

“Nothing,” you sigh, pushing your back against his chest. “This movie is boring.” 

“To you, maybe,” he muses, but doesn’t argue. “Do you want to watch something else?” 

“I want to get up.” Your butt is sore, body stiff from Caleb not letting you go for hours. The couch isn’t the most comfortable place ever. “You said that if we keep massaging them they’ll grow bigger but I haven’t seen a difference. Don’t tell me you tricked me again.”

“I didn’t,” Caleb denies quickly. “It really does work. I researched it for you, remember?” 

The pads of his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your chest, as if reprimanding you for doubting him.

“I don’t see or feel a difference,” you argue, frustration bleeding into your voice. 

“Stop raising your voice at your big brother,” Caleb blows a puff of air at your ear. “Be good.” 

You sulk, falling limp in his hold. “I hate you.” 

“No, you don’t,” he says easily, tone light. “How about this?” Caleb helps you turn around in his lap, brushing his nose against yours intimately as his thumbs trace circles on your hips. 

“What?” 

He smiles at your impatience. “Why don’t we test it on me too? Then you can conduct this ‘experiment’ using your own rules, and see the results for yourself.” 

You blink, raising your hands to press your palms to his pecs. “You want bigger boobs?” 

“Would you like me less if I had them?” 

“No,” you shake your head, eyes trained on his chest as you squeeze. 

“We can start right now if you want,” he continues smoothly. “It’s not like you were paying attention to the movie, anyway.” 

“You aren’t either!” 

“Now I’m not,” Caleb corrects you, tapping your forehead before taking your hands gently. He guides you towards his abdomen, letting your fingertips glide up his muscles to take in every ridge and texture. 

“Gēge,” you huff, squirming at the growing tension. 

“Patience, I’ll let go and let you do your thing in a second.” Caleb pushes your hands higher, until the peaks of his nipples rest between your index and middle fingers. 

Dragging your eyes away from his chest you take in his reaction, your own flush flooding your cheeks when you notice the red tips of his ears. 

…And the big tent in his pants. 

“Freak. Freaky, dummy, big brother Caleb.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” he breathes out, voice cracking when you squeeze experimentally. “I’m just such a pervert for you, sis.” 

Caleb lets go of your hands, letting you massage and squeeze his pecs to your own liking. Your head is foggy and your fingers move subconsciously, mind distracted rather than focused on criticizing Caleb’s massage techniques. 

“Your chest is already big from working out,” you mutter, pinching and pulling at his nipples between your fingers. 

Caleb groans, throwing his head back. “Don’t be so rough.” His voice is raspy, fingers digging into your waist as you disregard his request. 

You pull his shirt up and expose his red, stiffening nipples. They’re swollen and puffy, and you wonder what it’ll look like if you bite them. 

“I’ll be as rough as you are with me so you know how sore I get,” you huff, lowering your head. You blow on his nipple gently and his hips buck up, grinding his crotch against yours. “Stay still, gēge!” 

“Sorry, sorry,” he gulps. “Just, go easy on me?” He has a sheepish grin on his face, and a slight glow from receiving this much attention from you. 

“Just—whatever. I will help you with this every day,” you declare, rubbing your thumbs against the stiff peaks. “You have to listen to me, okay?” 

Caleb nods. 

“Say thank you.” 

“Thank you, baby sister,” he murmurs as he wets his bottom lip with a swipe of his tongue. “You’re so sweet for helping big brother.”

You nod in approval, leaning down once again to take his nipple into your mouth. His whole body jerks, and moans tumble from his mouth. He doesn’t bother to ignore the rise in his pants anymore. 

“Lil’ sis,” he rasps, pushing down on your hips to feel more friction on his cock. “Haah, you think the same technique will give us the same results here?” 

Caleb bucks his hips up, letting his cock press between the fat of your cunt, visible through your thin pants. 

“Hey!” You pinch his nipples hard, but Caleb groans in pleasure instead, wrapping his strong arms around your middle to pull you close. His head drops to your shoulder, teeth biting your skin to hold back his moans. 

“Fuck, just—” Caleb starts to rut into you like a dog, his swollen length rubbing against your chubby folds. “Stay still and be good for me, sis. We’re just experimenting to see if massaging will work down there, too.” 

Each pass at your clit makes you forget about the rebuttals and arguments you want to say, head tilting back as Caleb does all the work, bruising your neck and pushing you to orgasm. 

“I want to help,” you stutter, eyes blinking rapidly as you start to grind down on him. Pride flickers through your chest when Caleb moans. It makes you more eager to help your big brother, grinding and pulling at his hair. 

“You already are, baby. Just keep grindin’ your cute lil’ pussy on your big brother’s cock,” he says, words slurred as he shuts his eyes tight. 

Your brother’s cock. The words land heavy and hot, being spoken outright, making your cunt clench around nothing.  

You nod frantically, tugging his head back by his hair, exposing his bobbing Adam’s apple. You think about leaving marks that gran would see at breakfast. You think about her frown and the way she'd look at you both, and you want it.

Because then everyone would know.  

“I’m close, gēge. Give me more…!” 

"Gonna cum on your big brother's cock like you did last night? And the night before?" His voice cracks on the last word, desperation bleeding through the teasing. 

Caleb’s hips stutter at your pleas. His hand reaches down to press his thumb against your throbbing clit through the damp fabric, rubbing quick circles.

“Go on. Cum for big brother, before gran comes back and scolds us again.” With a couple more thrusts up Caleb spills ropes into his pants, creamy, sticky semen seeping through his pants and against your cunt. 

The warmth of his release and friction against your clit make you whine, tumbling into your own climax. Your wetness pools in your panties, smearing against his bulge as you ride out your high, the mess a testament of your desire for one another. 

“We have to clean up quickly,” you mutter. “I don’t want to get in trouble if gran sees the mess on the couch.” 

Caleb shrugs. “The couch has seen worse.” A comfortable silence fills the air as you melt into him. The tip of his index finger dips under the band of your pants, tracing the rim of your panties. 

“…Think I can keep those? For the experiment, of course.” 

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✦ let me have you

synopsis. caleb gives into his desires pairing. caleb x reader tw/content. sibling incest, virginity loss, p in v wc. 2.5k

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Caleb’s mind has been drifting into a darker and darker place ever since he’s been spending the summer with his younger sister. 

Both of you have decided to spend two weeks of your break at your grandma's, as a chance to wind down from your rough university studies and to catch up with one another. 

For the first couple of days it has been nothing but blissful for Caleb, getting to hear you ramble about school, new friends, parties, drama. Listening to you complain about how you had to start doing things for yourself since your big brother wasn’t there to do it for you. And on top of that… 

Boys. 

Caleb’s eyebrow twitches at the thought. The mere image of seeing his sweet baby sister kissing–no, holding another man’s hand has him seeing red. 

Of course, none of the men you’ve met have gotten very far with you, he made sure of that. 

But the urge he has felt over the past week has him doubling over in the safe confines of his bedroom, cock throbbing in his boxers. 

“Are you even listening to me?” 

Caleb turns towards you, nodding his head. “Yeah, you need your shirt by Friday, right?” 

“Yup,” you reply. You’re enjoying the ice cream cone that he bought you, the melting dessert running down your fingers as you lick the sides. “Can you do my laundry for me?”

“Of course pips,” Caleb stretches, averting his eyes. “Leave it to me.”

– 

The ceiling fan is all Caleb can hear as it fights against the humid air. He lies on his back in nothing but a t-shirt and boxers, one arm thrown over his eyes and the other resting on his stomach. He’s been staring at the same crack in the wall for forty minutes. 

The house is quiet. Grandma went to bed at nine, same as every night since they were kids. The floorboards still creak in some places, the AC unit in the room next to him rattles as it usually does. 

But nothing is the same. Not this summer.

Caleb’s jaw tightens as he shifts on the mattress, the friction of cotton against his cock making him hiss through his teeth. He’s half hard. Has been for the past three nights, ever since you and Caleb went to the pool together. 

He spent that night in the shower, palm braced against the wet tile, jerking himself raw with the water scalding down his back. He imagines your body beneath him, back arching and lips parting to moan his name. Moaning for her big brother. Your pussy clenching around his cock, squeezing him tight as he makes you cum for the hundredth time. 

He came so hard he nearly put a fist through the wall. And then he did it again the next night. 

And the night after that. 

Tonight, he’s out of restraint. 

Caleb sits up, running a hand over his face and drags his palm down his jaw. When he opens his eyes, the room is still dark and you’re still sleeping a room away, wearing that tanktop that barely fits you tonight because it was “too hot, gēge, I’m dying.” 

He saw you in it when you said goodnight. The thin straps over your shoulder, the fabric hugging your curves a little too tightly, barely containing your breasts. Your nipples stiffening from the constant friction of the shirt, forming peaks that he can see so, so clearly. 

You’re not a kid anymore. 

Despite the fact that he knows you can survive without him now, capable of taking care of yourself, he can’t help but think of the sweet girl he grew up with. 

He stands, letting his feet touch the cold floor. Not bothering with pants he exits out his bedroom and into the hallway, avoiding the creaks in the floorboards. He stops outside your door. 

There’s a sliver of light underneath. You’ve always slept with the lamp on ever since you were little, something he used to tease you for. He would leave his own door cracked just in case you felt the need for your big brother to protect you, letting you slip under the covers of his bed. 

Caleb knocks gently, before opening the door. 

You’re curled on your side, hand tucked under your cheek. The lamp casts a warm glow over your face, a mix of the lighting and your relaxed features making you look younger and less stressed. 

The tanktop you’re wearing has ridden up, the hem bunched below your soft tits, exposing the skin of your stomach. Caleb lets himself look, his body on fire. 

He shuts the door behind him, and you slowly start to stir. You make eye contact with him, eyes hazy with sleep and unfocused. “Gēge? What time is it?”

“Late,” he replies, voice rough. He clears his throat. “Couldn’t sleep.” 

You hum sympathetically, patting the empty space beside you. “Bad dream?”

“Yeah.” He sits on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he lies on his back. You shift closer, seeking his warmth, the way you had done since you were kids. The same way you always did, trusting him. Fuck, his cock hurts.

“You’re tense,” you murmur. You press your head to his chest. “Your heart is going so fast.” 

“Mhm.” 

The look you give him makes him ache, wondering if you understand the tension between the both of you right now, if you have the vocabulary to describe it. 

“Big brother? Are you okay?” Your voice is soft, almost uncertain. “Gēge–” 

“Shh.” Caleb presses his forehead to yours, eyes closed and breathing ragged. “I’m going to show you something, sis. Something that feels good, but you have to trust me.” 

Your fingers clutch onto the fabric of his shirt, not pushing him away. Good. 

“I always trust you.”

Caleb opens his eyes. You’re looking at him, wide-eyed, uncertain, but willing. He knows you don't know what you’re agreeing to, doesn’t understand that the brother you trust is about to take something from you that you can never get back. 

With a shaky breath Caleb leans forward, barely pressing his lips to yours. He feels you freeze in his hold, your breath catching against his mouth. But you don’t push him away regardless.

He pulls back, looking at you. Your eyes are wide, confused in a way that makes his chest ache and his cock throb at the same time. There's a glossy sheen to your lips. He wants to kiss you again. 

“Big brother, what was that for?” He doesn’t answer, and instead cups your jaw, thumb tracing your cheekbone as he kisses you again. 

This time his tongue slides along the seam of your lips, coaxing, asking for entry. You make a startled, soft sound, letting your mouth open under his. Caleb’s heart tightens as he watches your instinct win over your confusion, and trust win over your fear.  

The only thing he can hear in his mind is mine. Caleb knows you’ve never been kissed before, nobody ever getting the chance to explore your mouth with their tongue. Not even a peck. It makes him keen with possessive pride. 

Caleb shifts his weight and rolls over you, settling between your thighs. You look up at him from beneath, eyes half-lidded, trusting, and pliant. 

He could take you right now. Could shove your shorts down, pushing himself inside, take what he’s been dreaming about every night. You wouldn’t stop him, knowing your big brother would never hurt you. 

But he wants you to know. To know what’s happening, even if you can’t explain it. Caleb wants you to choose him, the way he’s already chosen you. 

“Baby sis,” he rasps. His fingertips intimately trail down your throat, over your collarbones, and down to the hem of your tank top. “Can I take this off?” 

Caleb watches you swallow, chest rising and falling with each breath. Your nipples are hard beneath the fabric. 

“Yes,” you lick your lips. “Will you explain what’s happening?”

He freezes, the innocence in your voice stopping him. “I’m going to make you feel good, baby sister.” He hooks a finger under the strap of your top, pulling it down your shoulder. “The way only I can. Will you let gēge do that for you?” 

“Yes, I trust you.” It’s said without hesitation, the way you’ve said it a thousand times. When he taught you how to ride a bike, walked you to school.

Caleb pulls the strap down on the other shoulder. The top slides, pooling at your waist, exposing your perfect, soft breasts. You make a small sound, out of embarrassment maybe, your hands coming up to cover yourself. 

“No.” Caleb catches both your wrists with one hand, pinning them above your head. “Don’t hide from me, let big brother see you, sis.” 

Caleb glances down to see a wet patch that has seeped through your panties, staining your shorts. Fuck, he’s spent too many nights alone with your panties. Compared to that, this is heaven. 

“Gēge, I’m scared.” Of course. Caleb knows he has always kept you sheltered.

“I know.” Caleb kisses your forehead, then the tip of your nose, before settling for the corner of your lips. “I’ve got you, let big brother take care of you.” 

You tilt your head up, as if giving a silent offering. 

Caleb groans, low and rough as he lets his tongue sweep around your mouth, tasting you. Your arms wrap around him, clinging to the fabric draped across his back. 

He rolls his hips against you, letting you feel what you do to him. The thick outline of his cock presses against your thigh, your eyes going wide when you feel it. 

“Is that…?” 

“Yeah,” he breathes out. “ That’s what you do to me, lil’ sis. Every time you walk by in those little shorts, or whenever you call my name.” He grinds against you, slowly introducing you to what he has hidden beneath his boxers. 

“I didn’t know,” you whisper. “I also didn’t know it–we could be like this.” 

“We can,” Caleb assures you, tugging your shorts down. He slides them down past your knees before tossing them off the bed, landing somewhere in the dark. 

The panties you’re wearing are cute, comfortable, with a little bow in the centre. Ah, fuck. He’s aching to be inside you, to taste you. 

“Do you want me to touch you?” 

You nod. “Aches.” 

“Where?” Caleb rubs circles on the elastic, watching you squirm. “Use your words like a big girl, lil’ sis.” 

You make a frustrated sound, so achingly familiar he almost laughs. 

“Touch my pussy, big brother. Please.” 

The dirty words that fall from your mouth send a surge of heat through him, so intensely he sees white. His hand slides down to cup you through the cotton, groaning at the wet heat of you. 

Your back arches and your hand flies to his wrist, holding him in place. Caleb presses down on the damp fabric, rubbing circles slowly. “Good, sis?” 

“Yes,” you tremble, stuttering over your words, wrecked. 

Caleb pulls the waistband of your panties, letting them dangle from one knee. You’re bare beneath him now, spread and innocent. 

He pulls his own shirt over his head, watching your eyes trail his sculpted chest down to the dark hair near his lower stomach, where it disappears into the waistband of his boxers. 

Caleb then pushes his boxers past his hips, revealing his cock. It springs free, thick and aching, the head already slick and beading with precum. 

Your lips part. “Is that… going to fit?”

Caleb laughs, wrapping a hand around himself as he strokes once, slowly, watching you watch him. 

“Don’t worry, baby sister.” He leans down, letting his length press against your thigh, hot and heavy. “Big brother will make it fit in that cute lil’ cunny.” 

You swallow as Caleb lines himself up. The head of his cock presses against the tight, impossibly small entrance to your cunt. 

“Tell me if it hurts and I’ll stop.” 

The first inch draws a sharp cry from your lips, fingers clutching his shoulders as he holds himself there. 

“Big brother,” you whimper. “It hurts.” 

“I know, you’re taking me so well. Your pussy is stretching so nicely around your big brother’s cock.” Caleb presses a kiss to your temple. 

With a nod of your head, Caleb slides in deep until the entirety of his length buries into your pussy. Each thrust is deep, the bed creaking with the slow rhythm. 

As soon as moans start to tumble past your lips, Caleb takes it as a sign to quicken his pace, driving into your pussy harder. The clenching of your tight cunt makes Caleb stutter, the pace of his hips becoming rough and harsh. 

“You like that, baby sis?” He pounds into you, hitting that spot over and over. “You like your big brother fucking you? No one else is ever going to be able to feel this. You’re too good for them, anyway. Always have been.”

“H-huh?” Caleb feels you clench around him tighter at his words. 

“Fuck, I’m not even wearing a condom,” he groans as he ruts into your warmth. “Letting your big brother fuck your cunny raw.” 

“Yes, gēge,” you barely form sentences, eyes rolling back. “I don’t–something feels funny…!”

“Cum for me,” he rasps, reaching deep to slide against your sweet spot. “Cum on your big brother’s cock, let me feel you.”

Caleb feels you flutter around him before you come undone. Your back lifts off the mattress as you reach your climax, walls milking his slick length as he continues to fuck you into overstimulation. 

“I’m gonna cum,” Caleb stutters, hips pushing as deep as he can. “Gonna cum in your womb, okay lil’ sis? You’ll let me, right? Can I leave it inside of you? Let your big brother fuck his babies into you?” 

You nod and whine in overstimulation, squirming beneath him. “Yes…! Please, inside, gēge…!”

Biting his bottom lip at your filthy words, Caleb follows you over the edge, burying himself deep inside you and spilling into your warm cunt with a groan. 

He stays there for a second, savouring the feeling as his cock pulses and softens in your tight haven. The only sounds you can hear are heavy breathing and the AC rattling. Somewhere down the hall, your grandma sleeps, oblivious. 

Caleb presses his lips to your hair. “Mine.” 

“Yours, gēge.” You’re boneless beneath him, curled against his chest. He holds you through the night, enjoying the warm hold your cunt offers him as you sleep. 

In the morning, he’ll have to face what he’s done. But for now, he lets himself have her. 

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[vamphillia]

big brother who keeps buying lingerie for his little sister, making her model everything he buys for her, groping her whenever he can and forcing her to return the favor until she starts to do it on her own, eventually coaxing her into having sex with him one night and cursing himself for not doing it sooner

[alsoknownas-aka]

more little brother x big sis please I'M BEGGING <\\\3

Aye aye captain! 🫡🫡

18+ mdni!

╰┈➤ cw: incest, lil bro x big sis, siscon lil bro, wholesome 🥰🥰

Having a lil bro who's an angel and the very picture of distinguished gentleman to people eyes, yet have a severe case of siscon and could only lust to his big sis. People cant win over him, because you're the one pulling the string to catch his heart and body even if you dont know it.

You've took half your life to raise him because your shit of a parents cant. And now that he's a legalized adult, he intend to take very care of you just like you did when he's a kid and preferably much more.

You cant get out of his head. Not like he's complaining, he thrive on it. He'll be helping people and girls with things, basic human decency, yet his mind was playing back at the sight of you making breakfast over the kitchen with an apron around your waist, grinning to him.

Hanging out with his friends, and passing on some boutique, he's already imagining you in some clothes where he'll be watching you twirl around in dresses and poses that'll make him sure he bricked up on spot. He stop at that boutique to grab some real clothes.

Even when he's at the club to 'have fun', getting dragged by his friends, he's a literal woman magnet. but the sight of them just pissed him off with those fake nails on their hands and teeth-grating high pitched tone they're making. And he's super soft in the cock with a scowl in his face as he politely reject them off.

He'd rather be at home where his big sis would literally be at the couch, lounging with those thin shirts and shorts, curves out and looking inviting. Now he regret being here in the first place.

So he took off early, step into the front door of their sanctuary with a heavy sigh coming out of his lips. Locking the door behind, legs leading him over to the living room, and there's her. His sun, and the very person that could make his cock hard. Lounging in the couch with the very thing he'd imagined. Because he knows.

He drop off your back because you're currently laying stomach down, weight instantly dropping down your body, and you squirm under him. "You're heavy." that protest alone was a pump of blood straight to his cock, trying to shove him away with your arm but he remain heavy on your back, demanding you to stay.

"Arent you going out with friends?" you ask, trying to fish a chip and pop it into your mouth as he just sigh. "boring." and yes it did. Being pressed like this with you were much more fun and exciting for him and his cock because it been hard the second you two pressed together. Bulge pressing against the pillowy of your ass through your shorts.

He drag himself upwards so you're now head to head. "Feed me some." he demand, opening his mouth as you rolled your eyes at him, roughly throwing chip after chip inside his mouth where he just happily munch and smile at you. "Thank you, big sis." he pressed a hard peck at the side of your cheek, getting an 'ugh' out of your throat.

But he didnt relent, the kisses trailed down your jaw, your neck, and on the very middle of your shoulder blades, then he finally pressed his face down the nape of your neck, breathing your scent in. His hips moving to rub his bulge over your ass, a shuddering breath leave his mouth as he press an open mouth kiss on your skin.

Yeah.. Nothing beats this. Him, his big sis, just the two of them, and the world. Heaven for him. ​but maybe he do need to act on giving his first time to big sis cause time's ticking fast. But he's concent with this, aint no need to hurry anyway. You'll be going nowhere, not without him.

a/n: do yall like big bro more or lil bro more?? 🤔🤔 man.. Im lonely 😞😞 DM ME SUMTHIN PLSSSS 😫😫😫😫😫

[lukewarm-applesaws]

imagine bigbro!caleb gifting lilsis! cute short dresses with ribbons and he always fucks us into oblivion. then, his morning care will be all about making breakfast and kissing us so sweetly! kya, we all miss caleb~!

Oh we know big brother Caleb spoils his little sister rotten~!

He comes home in his colonel uniform with bags upon bags of new outfits all just for you. He takes his time appreciating how the different fabrics hug your little curves, his eyes fixed on your too tight panties every time you do one of your cute spins and bat your eyes at him. You just looked so adorable in every single dress so of course he had to fuck you in each one~ He tugs hard on the ribbons of those flimsy dresses when he’s balls deep inside you, a creamy ring forming at the base of his cock from how long he’d been fucking you. You’d already come so many times on his cock, your body so overstimulated. Tears clung to your pretty eyelashes and rolled down your soft cheeks and he kissed them away, fucking into you harder despite your cute whiny protests. He had you underneath him all night, shaking and crying until you couldn’t take anymore but he made sure to make it up in the morning. He cuddles you before getting out of bed and making you breakfast, bringing it to you in bed and feeding you, treating you like an absolute princess. He always babies you after passionate nights, massaging your body and kissing all the love bites and marks littering your skin like he wasn’t the cause of them. When you pout at his feigned innocence he kisses you, chuckling huskily when you pull away from him having immediately caught onto his not so innocent intentions. You couldn’t believe he was already trying to start something even with you being so worn out from last night. Your big brother just can’t get enough of you~

(He definitely buys your clothes in smaller sizes on purpose. He’s such a perverted older brother)

[mimitreat]

mdni | incest | big bro satoru gojo teaching little sis how to ride him

You've always been the baby of the family, the sweet little sister who clings to her big brother like he's the center of your universe. And Gojo Satoru? He's the perfect big bro tall, ridiculously handsome with that messy white hair and those piercing blue eyes hidden behind dark shades most days. But when it's just the two of you, he lets them shine, soft and full of that endless affection he saves only for you. He's playful, teasing, but underneath it all, there's this gentleness that makes your heart flutter and your cheeks burn.

It started innocently enough one lazy afternoon. Mom and Dad were out for the weekend, leaving the house quiet and yours. You were curled up on the couch in your oversized hoodie—his, actually, stolen from his closet because it smelled like him—and scrolling through your phone when he plopped down beside you, his long legs stretching out. He smelled like fresh laundry and that cologne you secretly spritzed on your pillows sometimes.

"Whatcha watching, lil sis?" His voice was low, amused, as he peeked over your shoulder. You squeaked, slamming your phone face-down on your lap. Heat rushed to your face because, yeah, you'd been looking at… stuff.

"N-nothing! Just… memes." Lie. Total lie. He chuckled, that deep rumble that vibrated through you, and tugged you into his side with one arm. His hand settled on your thigh, thumb tracing lazy circles that sent sparks up your spine.

"Liar," he murmured, lips brushing your temple. "Your face is all red. Come on, you can tell your big bro anything." His free hand tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet those endless blue eyes. They were soft, patient, but there was that edge, the one that said he knew exactly what was going on in your head.

You bit your lip, heart pounding. "I… I was thinking about you. About… us. Like, what it would be like if…" The words tumbled out in a whisper, and you squeezed your eyes shut, bracing for disgust and rejection.

But instead, his grip tightened just a fraction, possessive. "If what, baby? If I taught you how to take care of your big brother?" His voice dropped, husky now, and he leaned in, nose nudging yours. "My sweet little sister, all curious and needy."

Your breath hitched. He kissed you then—slow, deep, his tongue sliding past your lips like he owned you. And god, he did. You melted into it, hands fisting his shirt, whimpering softly when he nipped your bottom lip. He pulled back just enough to grin, breath hot against your mouth.

"Bedroom. Now." It wasn't a command, not really, just that soft dominance that made you obey without question. You scrambled up, legs shaky, and he followed, towering over you as he led the way to his room. The door clicked shut, and suddenly it was just you two, the air thick with tension.

He sat on the edge of his bed, patting his lap. "C'mere, sweetheart." You went, straddling his thighs hesitantly, feeling the hard bulge already pressing against your core through your thin shorts. He groaned softly, hands sliding under your hoodie to caress your bare skin. No bra—his eyes darkened when he realized.

"Such a good girl for me," he praised, peeling the hoodie off slowly, exposing your breasts. His thumbs brushed your nipples, making you gasp and arch. "Look at you. So sensitive already. Does my touch make you wet, lil sis?"

"Y-yes, nii-san," you whispered, using the pet name that always made him smile. He rewarded you with a kiss to each nipple, sucking gently until you were squirming, pussy clenching around nothing.

"Let's get these off." He tugged your shorts and panties down in one go, helping you kick them away. You were bare now, vulnerable, but his gaze was worshipful as he spread your thighs wider, fingers dipping between your folds. "Fuck, you're soaked. All for your big brother?"

You nodded, tears pricking your eyes from how good it felt—his fingers circling your clit, then sliding inside, stretching you slowly. "Nii-san… feels so good…"

"I know, baby. I'm gonna make it even better." He pumped his fingers, curling them just right, thumb on your clit until you were trembling, right on the edge. But he stopped, withdrawing with a wet pop. You whined, hips bucking, but he shushed you gently. "Patience. Tonight, I'm teaching you how to ride me. You want that, right? To bounce on big brother's cock like a good little sister?"

The words made you clench hard, a fresh gush of slick coating your thighs. "Please… teach me. I wanna make you feel good."

His smile was pure sin, soft and loving. He stripped quickly, shirt first, revealing those defined abs and broad chest, then pants, his massive cock springing free. Thick, veined, the tip already leaking pre-cum. Your mouth watered, but he shook his head. "Not tonight."

He lay back, propping pillows behind him, and guided you over his hips. "Straddle me, sweetheart. Right here." You did, knees on either side, hovering above that intimidating length. His hands gripped your hips, steadying you. "Good girl. Now, take it slow. Rub the head against your slit first—yeah, like that. fuck."

You did, moaning as the fat head nudged your entrance, slicking itself up. It felt huge, but his praises kept you going. "That's it… now sink down. Just the tip first. Breathe for me."

You nodded, lowering slowly. The stretch burned so good, his cock breaching you inch by inch. "N-nii-san… it's big…" A tear slipped down your cheek, sensitivity making every sensation overwhelming.

He thumbed it away instantly, voice soothing. "I know, baby. You're doing so perfect. Halfway there—fuck, you're gripping me like a vice. Such a tight little sister." More of him slid in, until you were seated fully, his cock buried to the hilt. You both groaned, foreheads touching, breaths mingling.

"Stay still a sec. Feel me inside you? That's your big brother's cock, claiming what's his." His hands roamed your body—breasts, waist, ass—kneading softly. "Ready to move? Lift up slow, then drop back down. I'll help."

You rose shakily, the drag of him against your walls making stars burst behind your eyes. Then down—oh god. Pleasure sparked deep, hitting that spot. "Like that?" you gasped.

"Fuck yes. Again." His hips bucked up gently, meeting you, hands guiding your pace. You found a rhythm, bouncing tentatively at first, then bolder. His cock speared you over and over, wet sounds filling the room, your ass slapping his thighs.

"Look at you, riding me so well. My sweet, sensitive baby, pussy creaming all over big brother's dick." He sat up a bit, capturing a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. You cried out, speed increasing, chasing the high.

But you faltered, thighs burning. He noticed immediately. "Aw, tired already? Here—lean forward, hands on my chest." You did, and he took over, thrusting up powerfully while you ground down. "That's it, roll your hips. Grind that clit on me."

It was overwhelming—his cock hitting deep, your clit rubbing his base, his mouth on your skin. Tears streamed now, pleasure too intense. "Nii-san… gonna… gonna…"

"Cum for me, lil sis. Soak my cock." One hand slipped between you, pinching your clit. You shattered, pussy convulsing, squirting messily around him. He growled, thrusts erratic. "Shit—your pussy's milking me. Where do you want it, baby?"

"Inside! Please, fill me up!" you sobbed, still riding through your orgasm.

He flipped you suddenly—now he was on top, pounding relentlessly. "Take it all—fuck!" Hot cum flooded you, pulse after pulse, as he buried deep, groaning your name.

You collapsed together, sweaty and spent. He didn't pull out, just held you close, kissing your damp cheeks. "You were perfect, sweetheart. Did so good learning to ride your big bro."

"Love you, nii-san," you mumbled, sensitive body thrumming.

"Love you more. Rest now."

Over the next hour, he didn't let you go far. Spooned behind you on the bed, his cock still half-hard inside your cum-filled pussy, he nuzzled your neck. "Feel that? My cum leaking out?"

You whimpered, oversensitive walls fluttering. "Too full…"

"Shh, just relax." His hand snaked down, fingers rubbing slow circles on your clit again, cuddling, his blue eyes full of love.

first time writing something ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵) i hope y'all like it ദ്ദി◝ ⩊ ◜.ᐟ wc: 1.5k

[ickytreats]

Asking my big brother if he secretly hates me. Him looking at me shocked and confused. I literally just got done fucking you into tomorrow… and? What if you did that and you hate me? Sis I just said I love you like 20 times while I came, he laughs in disbelief. But you didn’t cum in me… I mumble and pout. He lets out a loud laugh and pulls me into a kiss then hugs me. Is that what this is about? He pecks my lips again, you want big brother to cum in you all the time? That’s how you take my I love you’s now? He’s giggling while rubbing our noses together.

It’s just you usually do so if your mad at me just say so, I get it I’m being too muc- suddenly he lands a kiss on my lips again this time a little more aggressive. Fuck, why are you so annoyingly cute? You don’t have to do this if your annoyed with m- once again I’m cut off by him spreading my thighs open. Slowly sinking his cock into my already sensitive and used cunt. You aren’t being too much, he pants as he starts to fuck me. Big brother should’ve known better, he kisses me. Big brother should’ve came in his pretty little sister…it’s the best way to say I love you.

[roswriting-deactivated20260723]

cw: incest & somnophilia (kinda), 18+ mdni

You hated family vacations, but this one genuinely seemed to be one of the worst ones in a long time. Of course your parents got themselves the huge suite at the beach resort you were staying at. Of course they booked your room too late so there was only one room left available for you and your brother. And of fucking course, as if it couldn't get any worse, there was only one bed in the room.

Your brother comes out of the bathroom, toothbrush in mouth, wearing black sweatpants that hung low below his naked chest. You look up at him briefly, not wanting to stare as to not provoke him. Ever since he started going to the gym, he's been much more physical with you. If you reach over for the remote to change the channel he's watching, he's wrestling you to the ground and forcing you to say sorry. When you refused to give him the last cookie you spent hours making, he picked you up and squeezed your waist so hard you couldn't breathe. He kept going until you tapped out and gave him the cookie. He was growing a huge ego, and there was no way you were going to inflate it. You put up pillows as a divider on the bed; you were not going to let that asshole push you to the edge of the bed while he sprawled his huge body out.

He cocks his head. "What are you doing?" "Putting up a divider. Stay on your side, please. This bed is small enough as it is." You try to sound sweet, but you don't think it's working because his eyes narrow and darken. Fuck. When he goes back into the bathroom, you quickly crawl under the duvet. You need to sleep as soon as possible. When the bed dips from the weight of him, you've already entered dreamland. Hours later, you're awoken by gentle murmurs, weight, and heat you're not accustomed to. You see the pillow divider you put up thrown carelessly on the ground. Your eyes shut close when you realize his fingers are grazing dangerously close to your breast, his fingertips daring to touch closer to your nipple. Your back is warm from the heat of his chest and his arm is loosely slung under and around your neck. "Sissy, why don't you want to be close to me anymore? I want to touch you." He whispers as he talks to himself -- a bad habit our parents have been trying to break. He continues to rub your breast until he finally has the courage to cup it. He squeezes lightly as if hesitant, but this is soon replaced by full on kneading. You close your eyes tighter and try to control your breathing; he cannot know you're awake. "You used to love when I touched you. Did you forget or do you just not love me anymore?" His caresses become more aggressive as he continues rambling.

"You love me. You love my touch. You just won't admit it." His tongue drags a wet line from your shoulder blade to the beginning of your jawline. "You loved when I tickled and cuddled you as kids. I'll make you remember, even in your sleep." And then you feel it. His growing cock rests on your ass, demanding attention. Your jaw clenches, hating the way you can feel your undeniable wetness pouring out of your pussy. His hips start to grind against your ass, and you regret wearing your thin sleep shorts. "You love me. You love me. You fucking love me. You have to love me." His words repeat over and over like a prayer as his hips move faster. Your cheeks redden and it takes everything you have not to move or moan. His hand clamps on your breast like a vice. "I'll make you love me. Nngh. I'll make you, fuck, remember. You'll be begging for me. You love me. Mmm. Tell me you do." His words are clipped by quiet moans and groans until finally his hips still and you feel something wet on your back.

Your eyes water, but you don't know whether it's from the humiliation he just put you through or the fact that you're so wet that your sleep shorts are soaked through.

Then he gets up, picks up the pillows on the floor, and arranges them as the divider between the two of you. He rolls away, his back facing you. It was like nothing ever happened. Yeah, nothing ever happened.

pt. 2 here pt. 3 here -- hello this is my first post :) i've also never written smut or anything of this nature before, so i'm using this blog to practice. thanks for reading.

[damningsin]

big brother who can't keep a hand off of you. who always has a hand on the small of your back in crowded malls (or near empty ones). who always holds your hand while crossing busy streets (or any chance he gets). who guides you by the shoulder if you're walking the wrong direction (or occasionally by the hip). you don't question it, because he's just helping you! always taking care of you, keeping an eye on you. he's really just a good big brother.

then one day, out of nowhere. he places a hand on your knee during dinner. you look at him, confused, but all he gives in return is an unassuming smile. so you don't question it. he does it again the very next day, but it's noticeably higher. you're squirming throughout the entire meal.

you're watching a movie together at some point, sat side by side. halfway into the movie, his hand is placed on your thigh. his hand is heavy, warm. there's a flush crawling up the back of your neck and your gaze flickers towards him— he's not looking at you. then it drifts up, and up, and upupup and hnmmpphggg—

he's leaning into your space and asks, "you okay? does it feel good?" when you nod jerkily, he grins in the low light, pleased. "that's good, sweetheart. just relax, 'kay? 'm taking care of you." he's right. right, right. he's just taking care of you. big brother knows you so well.

[alsoknownas-aka]

im so depraved of big bro/lil sis content n im kind picky with my fics,,, but omigosh ur writing is soooo good i love it pls never stop!!!!!

never really thought that u guys would like the thing i write bcs i just have them in my mind 😌 but very much appreciate and thank you, im glad that u guys find my writing good since im not exactly that good so here's a lil thought!

18+ mdni!

╰┈➤ cw: big bro x lil sis, perv big bro, very perverted, pervert big bro... perv. 🙄

Having big bro that's a big pervert AND shameless about it were the very walking red flag you have to live with. You were never safe around him.

Yes, he peek on other women panties, check out the curve of their tits, the round of their ass, but nothing beats the everything that his lil sis got.

So he's taking chances everytime he got. Grabbing your ass through your shorts, accidentally brushing his fingers or elbow against your tits to feel the soft of it, feeling yourself as he squeeze over the soft pudge of your stomach, saying things like "getting fatter everyday arent you?" with a smirk, very likely love some fat on you so he could imagine using it as 'love handle'. And he would use it for it's purpose.

Skirts are prohibited around him, especially short one. cause he would likely kneel over to catch a glimpse of your panties, phone and camera app ready to catch some shot, if you even turn around just for a second, his phone would already teleport between your legs to capture that panty shot to jerk off later.

You've catch him jerk off, many times, like he's doing it on purpose. in his room, by his pc setup, beating his meat to taboo porn, "dinner's don- oh for fuck sake-" you're not even surprised at this point, but you still kept your eyes away from the sight of him stroking his cock, a grin forming over his face, very happy with your appearance "hey. Could you give me a hand?" and you catch the nearest thing you could grab and throw it over him. "Pervert." slamming the door as you stomp out your heel.

Wanna guess his favorite thing to do with you? Yes. Rough housing or play fighting. Because it's a full physical course where he have his hands or preferably his whole body pressed on you. Your legs kicking and thrasing around, trying to break free from his hold. But he got you pinned down the floor, laying down by stomach, arms pinned to the back as you look over your shoulder, breathless and flush from the 'game'.

And there's him, looking down at you like a predator holding his own very prey, manic grin stretched on his face, breaths came out in excited bursts as he keep you vulnerable under him, then he's dropping his whole weight down your back.

"Come on, try to break free. I thought you were better than this?" he taunt, chuckling deep and rough into your ear. Then he start to grind his hips, bricked up cock humping against your ass through your shorts as he huff out a breath. "Yeah... Aint this's nice? Dont you think?" and he grunt into your ear as he pressed harder into the softness of your ass, just seconds away to pull himself out and tug your shorts down so he could really hump his cock in 'proper' way.

Gotta struggle faster to make your escape or he'll bust right away. Oh he's surely gonna bust.

a/n: big bro you're so gross ugh 🤢🤮 and yes, i would accept the fate just like that 😋​ who wouldn't anyway??? 😫 certainly not me 😛

[alsoknownas-aka]

18+ mdni!

Cw: big bro x lil sis, incest (again), 2 years apart, sitting in big bro's lap 🤤

Being everywhere but still sitting in big bro's lap because it's your biggest habit, threw so many comments around people that have different opinions about it.

In elementary, you would be looking for your big bro at break to have your lunch together, he casually open his legs so you could sit down in between as you two eat in peace. Teachers seeing this would've said cute, innocent, just siblings doing things.

Middle school, you start to be hesitant sitting in his lap again it catch his friends attention, saying "your little sis again?" "she's not that little anymore right?" but big bro assure you that he pretty much like having you in his lap, some kinda comfort pillow or like that so you're back claiming your place again.

High school was the time, where his friends would start to be annoyed on how you kept on being present, making your appearance even as you two were in different class, lunch, free period, him just hanging out, you would be there. In his lap, snug and comfortable even as his friends throws some "cant really snatch the big bro from lil sis right?" "what a lucky bastard, i want a sis like that too" "arent you bothered always being tailed like that" but big bro just shrugged. Saying "it's been her place since kids." yeah, his lap were all yours.

Even as the line broke and you two start to see each other different, the favorite position was you being in his lap, his arms linked around the back of your legs, spreading you wide open till your knees brush over his shoulders, his cock slowly easing in and out of you cunny, kissing over the side of your face he breath out "this is the best, right?"

Yeah, big bro's lap were the best. And you dont think the habit of it would easily gone just like that. ​

a/n: y'all bored or nah? I kept on having big bro thoughts, lots of it. so bare with me.

[alsoknownas-aka]

18+ mdni

╰┈➤ cw:incest, twin big bro x little sis trope, pervert, obsession.

Thought about... having two big brother that are twins. And you're the little sister that they love so fiercely, so deeply, so fixated that it border on the line of simple siblings love between brothers and sisters.

The first one was loud, he's not afraid of expressing his love for you. He's the kind of brother that cooked your favorite breakfast and woke you up in the morning with a gentle smile on his face, tying your loose sneakers, buying things out of nowhere because it remind him of you. He live to love you, he's sure of it and he'll make sure you know that too.

While the other one was quiter. Moving behind your shadow. Collecting how many times you've blink in a day, the sigh you let out too heavy when you're annoyed, memorised the habit of your body movements, the simplicity of knowing what you love and what you dont, staring over at you from the corner until you noticed him staring. He didnt mean any harm. He just love his little sis so much but he doesn't know how to show it like the other brother so he does it his way.

But the twist is that, the act didnt quiet match how they think.

The loud one was obsessive, protective, posessive in a way that just scream danger and loud blaring red alarm. He's a pervert too. All that warmth and soft smile he put up, just to beat his cock in the bathroom with your panties pressed into his nose as he lick onto the spot of wetness in the middle. Eyes rolling back at the scent and faint taste of you. Huffing and puffing like a dog in heat. Didnt even feel any shame as he cum, making a mess of his hands and the tile on the floor.

You just didnt see. You didnt notice how his gaze linger on your body the second you turn your back to him, the way his gaze darken as it trailed down your spine to the soft of your ass that make his hands itch to grab and fondle. You didnt notice the way his hands root onto your waist just a little more than seconds when he lift you up the top cabinet to grab a container of cookie, how he tucked the hair out of your eye to the back of your ear and his finger dragging down your cheek, trailing over the curve of your jaw. you didnt see any of it.

Then the quiet one. Oh, bless his heart. He just want to love you. Love you where he'll be holding your hands, take you out on dinner just so he could watch you eat more closely, kissing your knuckles and giving you smooches on the cheeks, worshipping the ground you walk on because god, you deserve it, you deserve it so much it broke his heart.

He doesn't want much, he just want to love. He'll buy you things, he'll take you wherever you want, he'll do whatever you want. He'll even give his whole life just for you. He'll die for you. He'll so die for you if you ask him. And at the end of the day, he want to pull out a ring and snuck it onto your finger so you would be husband and wife for the rest of your life.

But fuck, he cant even talk without noticing how your mouth move, his eyes tracing the jaw of your profile, how you're so pretty just by existing. It make him feel like a freak, a pathetic, obsessed with his lil sis freak who wants to love you not like a brother would, but as a lover.

Couldn't been more luckier for having twin big brothers. They'll love you till they're dead, and would at the next life too.

a/n: damn first blog, and it's about incest 😝🤘 twin big bro im all yours.

[secondhand-trash]

Tbh they could choke me as they fuck me and like yes daddy 🥺❤

AT THE SAME TIME??????👀👀👀👀👀

Tw: pseudo incest????? If they don’t do anything with other is it still touching that line????? Idk????? But gonna put this here to be safe

Imagine them taking turns to raw you from the front while the other hold you in place, their hands locked on your throat and forcing your head up to look at their twin while you could do nothing but moan and whimper.

Atsumu likes to torment. He would thrust in slowly only to make your body jolt with a sudden snap before pulling nearly all the way out again, his tip being the only thing in you until he sheathed inside you once again.

Osamu prefers to cut straight to the case, if he’s gonna use you like a cocksleeve then he sure isn’t going to be gentle. His plows are short and rigid, each snap had you shaking and panting under his force. His hands are rough in these moments, gripping and fondling with anything he could get his hands on.

All of this, while the other twin wrap their large palms around your delicate throat, chuckling such obscene things with their loopy voices and forcing your eyes open, making you stare right into the other’s eye while you get your mind fucked out.

(It’s miya day, send me miya related things👀)

[hqcult]

21ST ## the miya twins

you visit hyogo to celebrate your 21st birthday with your extended family. you met atsumu and osamu, who were oh so excited to meet you.

. tw manipulation, pseudo-incest, noncon, cunnilingus, masturbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, mindbreak, implied double penetration, dark content . wc 4.3k

looking back, the twins are good fucking actors. they deserve some oscar-level award with how much they smiled those sweet honey smiles and lured you into a sense of security before baring their fangs and pulling you down to hell with them. but they never would’ve gotten the chance to act if you hadn’t been there as their audience. so, the truth remains the same—this is all your fault. you never should’ve insisted coming to hyōgo in the first place.

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