plsplsplssss do jealous older brother andy i will luv u forever and ever
SIR YES SIR ! andrew is gen my favorite to write for i love him so much nghhhhhhhh
tw : inc€st, no Ashley au, reader is fem, possessive and cannibalistic talk, fingering, slight age gap (Andrew is 19 and reader 17), reader wears a miniskirt
overall this won't be for everyone. pls be careful when reading ! I do not condone inc€st irl and this is just a work of fiction !
Your relationship with your older brother had always been ... complicated. Growing up, you didn't have much of friends - not like you tried to make some but it was just a little awkward during recess or when you had to partner up with someone random for group projects that clearly didn't want to be with you.
Thankfully, you had your older brother Andrew ! Sweetly nicknamed Andy by you. Like any older brother, he could be a real jerk sometimes. He'd push you away, lock himself in his room or just blatantly ignore you at times. But he always made it up to you - whether it was by letting you cuddle next to him on the couch while watching a movie, or ordering pizza when your parents weren't there and when he had been particularly mean to you :C
Truthfully, you never knew why no one wanted to be around you. If only you knew it was because Andrew all threatened them each time. they came near you ... The real reason why he stayed away from you at times (other than wanting personal space) was because he couldn't handle you. Couldn't handle being around you without getting worked up. You were just so gorgeous to him.
That continued until you two grew up. Andrew had to move out for college and for the first time, you got to experience having real friends, even a few situationships like any normal regular teenage girl. Though with summer holidays being there, it meant that you wouldn't have the house to yourself and that your grumpy older brother would be there too.
You were getting ready to go out, a simple top with a cute miniskirt was what you were planning on wearing outside - I mean with the summer heatwave, you were defined not going to wear pants. You strolled downstairs and there he was, lounging on the couch watching tv. His green eyes lazily dragged over to you before going back to the tv before snapping back to you.
"... What the fuck are you wearing ? " He grumbled, glaring at you with his piercing green eyes. You stopped in your tracks, furrowing your brows. He usually didn't pay attention what you were wearing, growing up he'd just put his jacket on you and call it a day. Why was he reacting now ?
".. A shirt, a skirt and shoes ?" You replied, stating the obvious. There was nothing fundamentally wrong with your outfit ? No suggestive words on your shirt and sure — your skirt was short but it wasn't THAT bad.
" You look like a hooker. Go change. " He stated - not asking, more like ordering.
" What ?! No I don't ! And you're out of your mind if you think i'm going to change just because you suddenly feel like it !"
See you should've known there was gonna be consequences when you back talked your big brother. Growing up whenever he'd argue with you, he would stop talking to you for a few days, hell even ignore you as punishment.
But nothing prepared you for being bent over his lap, skirt hunched up to your waist, panties pulled to the side while three of his fingers fingered you roughly. His hand overall had always been on the rougher side, with long yet lean fingers that wrapped so prettily around things and was now burried inside your pretty pussy.
" Say that again. Go on. Tell me what were you planning on doing ? " He said cruelly, his voice a mix between mocking and fiercely angry.
" I—I was g—gonna go to a p—party ..." You whined, voice broken as fresh tears ran down your cheeks as he hit a particularly sweet spot while stimulating your clit with the rough pad of his thumb.
" Exactly. You were going to leave your brother alone, huh ? Attract a boy's attention and then get knocked up right ? Gonna live like a stupid hussy ? " He rasped out under his breath, hand quickening its pace and quite litterally abusing your cunt.
" I should fucking kill you for that you know that ? Kill you and put you in the basement so no one else could have you ... Gosh you're so pretty I'd rip your insides and carve my name. Yeah ? Your pussy is clamping down on me ? You'd like that wouldn't you ? " He growled, his lean fingers ramming inside your pussy so quickly you were starting to see stars. Which was surprising since all you could see for the past 20 minutes were blurry colors.
" N—Nooo.. *hic* Andyyyyy.." You moaned sweetly, brain melted into putty at his fingers rubbing your insides so well. " 'M gonna cum.. P—Please let me cum Andy.. Pleaasee.." You pleaded, whining softly — voice breaking into incoherent blabbles
" Yeah ? You're gonna cum ? Go on. Do it. Cum for your big brother, act like the stupid slut you are since you wanna dress like one. You're mine, always remember that, little sister. " He chuckled, fingers going impossibly fast before feeling you squirt all over his hand, your legs shaking and a loud moan breaking from your throat
You panted, slowly gaining back consciousness — enough to hear him having the audacity to utter,
if u don't get it reread the second paragraph. Plz this was so much funnier in my head. AND YES IT TOOK ME TWO DAYS TO WRITE ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT DONT PMO.
