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kirishima melting at the way you whine eiji whenever he attempts telling you no. practically succumbs to the wobble of your bottom lip and the flutter of your lashes, hell one tug on the hem of his sleeve and a little p-please is all it takes for him to give in to your needs and wants.
it’s how you got him to spend the night at your place. yeah sure it was getting late but to drive in such a terrible drizzle? you had to make sure he stayed safe. just stay you sigh softly, holding strong to his forearm and looking up at him, pouting away as his foundation starts to crack. he can feel your finger drawing faint shapes into his skin, just waiting for him to crumble. “pumpkin i promise i’ll come back tomorrow. i,” you start to whimper “i gotta,” you situate yourself on his lap, holding his scarred hands “baby, listen i,” you get a little closer to his face as he stammers, your lips ghosting over his own as you innocently look into his eyes. “eiji, please stay. want my big strong man to stay safe. it’s so late and the wind is howling.”
your voice is like honey, and kirishima is the poor fly that was led to temptation. you place a delicate kiss to his lips to seal the deal, another for good measure. your boyfriend just nods dumbly, chasing after your lips for another kiss or two.
cw: daddy-daughter incest, non-sexual dominance, slight violence mention, semi-nsfw, dom! taiju, kinda implied dacryphilia kink, religious brainwashing, reader is 18 & taiju is 45
"daddy, can we go home now?" you ask him as you buckle your seatbelt. your hands are shaking, struggling to do anything.
he starts his car, pulling out of the parking lot very clearly ignoring you. he's deep in thought, face still covered in bits of blood.
you noticed the route he was driving wasn't the way you came. clearly not taking you home.
"where are we going?"
you knew he didn't like that question. you thought it was rather stupid that he couldn't tell you something that simple. his temper short for unnecessary things.
he clenched his jaw and furrowed his brow further.
you sulk, looking outside your window. you take out the ipod uncle hakkai gifted you and place your earphones in.
it was the one thing of value you owned, the one thing taiju let you own other than stuffed animals.
you looked down at your skirt, the splatter of the unfamiliar man's brain on it.
you realize your vision getting blurry, and tears landing on your legs.
you feel gross and disgusted. tainted and ruined.
the car comes to a stop and when you look up, you see the building you've grown up attatched to.
the church.
"take the handkerchief in cubby hole and wipe yourself down. don't step into the fucking chapel crying. it's your fault this happened." he spits, walking ahead as you wipe yourself down.
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the smell of frankincense fills your nose and immediately calms your hysterical mind.
the paintings of the angels take your breath away everytime. you grew up with the fear of God instilled in you, with admiration for Him.
you saw Him in your father.
you walk into a pew, kneeling besides your father. you do the son of the cross and begin to pray. or try to atleast.
you start with our father but mix it up with other prayers and you're right back to the commotion of your father pulling his gun out and shooting his associate.
the loud shooting sound and the splatter on your face and clothing sent you into hysterics. your emotions exploding at the gruesome scene.
you begin to sob, maybe you weren't supposed to be there.
you remember the man mentioning your name and suddenly taiju standing up and the gun going off. it really was your fault.
you hold your face into your hands, taiju sits down and pulls you up into his lap.
"it's not your fault, little one. i just said it but i was wrong." he whispers, rubbing your back as you cry into his shoulder.
"you hurt me, daddy." you cry. "why did you do that?"
he continues to rub your back then uses his free hand to lift your face. your eyes are puffy and he just thinks you look so cute.
"i just was trying to protect you. that man was evil, i was helping God get rid of him." taiju says, leaning to kiss your forehead.
"i'll make it up to you." he promises. the feeling of his erection on your crotch sealing it.
If u write denji!! Maybe like him being a weirdo ass step brother 🧍🏽♀️with his older sister? Cuz she got tig ol biddes 🗿 she wears short skirts and teases him ~ t!tjob pls
THANK U IF U DO THIS 🙇🏽♀️
DENJI MY BABY BOYYYYY YESSIRRRRRRRR also sorry its so short
CW: stepcest, nee-chan kink, facial, tit job, reader has big boobies (this is the only time I'll ever get specific about body stuff for reader)
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Denji had enough. He was sick and tired of his whoreish older step-sister walking around in skimpy dresses and tiny skirts with lacy underwear.
He's cum into his hand over and over thinking of you. He's snuck into your room, stolen your dirty and clean underwear so he can get off. It was about time that he put you into place.
"Faster, nee-chan" He groans, his cock twitching
You look up at him, moving your breasts as fast as you can.
"You like that, Denji?" you tease, squeezing your tits tighter together as you move
"Open your mouth" he grunts.
Strips of white paint your breasts and splatter on your face and in your mouth. He continues to move his hips, fucking his orgasm out
Hawks sneaking into his sons room to fuck him. They have sex and his wife walks in and catches them and she’s obviously so disgusted
Your mother was so shocked to find you two. She had heard the choked moans, the sobs of pleasure coming from your bedroom all the way from the house doorway.
"Dadd~y" you cry out, Keigo having you in mating press. He's pumping your small cock in his hand, admiring how beautiful you looked fucked out.
You hear the click-clack of your mother's heels but barely acknowledge it.
Your father's strokes slow down and you see him look up, hazily you can hear your mother's shrieking voice. You always hated it, so did your daddy.
"Keigo you freak! and you, y/n! I knew you were a slut, you always wanted your father, your blood father at that! You don't-" She screams and stormed off
"Are you okay, daddy?" You ask, your arms wrapped around your father's neck.
He leans down to kiss you
"As long as i have you, i'll always be fine baby."
You made a silly joke with him, that you didn't mind being fucked in your sleep. You were siblings making sick jokes and talking about things siblings don't usually talk about.
He mentioned he loved girls with big breasts, you laughed at him and said same but he couldn't stop thinking about what you said. It reminded him of a porn video he watched.
A girl's older brother had drugged her, taken advantage of her in her sleep. He didn't like to think about the fact that he fucked his fist thinking that it could be him and you.
And now that you basically begged him to stuff you full of his cum while completely unaware? Maybe his thoughts weren't so bad.
Here he was, carrying your sleepy self to your bedroom. He was so grateful you had decided to live with him for a while now that you were in college.
"Tetsu" you whine, yawning and cuddling to his chest as he carried you bridal style.
"Shh, go to sleep. You're already in your pyjamas." he whispers
He watches you pass out in his hands, feeling your weight fully increase as you become limp.
He smiles to himself, absolutely grateful at how easy it was and how easy it will be to fuck you.
Your skimpy little pyjamas, tank top and erect nipples. Tiny shorts and cute little panties. Such a cutie pie, you just want your brother to fuck you, don't you?
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