The sweetest sister I could ever ask
Warning!: targcest, older brother!lucerys, non con/dub con, pnv, kinda perv!reader, FEM!reader, younger-sister!reader, masturbation, all characters are 18+!, porn w plot(?), wet dream, kinda somno, both virgins
Summary; lucerys having dreams about his dearest sister, shame with his unwanted desire. And the days passed and he couldn't take it anymore, one night he slips into your room.
You had always loved your two big brothers dearly, but especially lucerys.. he was kinder, always sweet towards you and patient especially.. maybe that's why you liked him so much. But it was all innocent! Besides you had doubts, he probably never saw you in that way and never will:(( so all of will just be daydreams and wishes from the stars above.
It was just a harmless crush.
When the days passed, everything was normal and most of your time you were too busy to think about it anyways, still in the library for tutoring. Learning everything that a princess was supposed to, as much as lucerys could only see you by sometimes paths or at dinner, he missed you dearly. Maybe the reason why you had been so distant was because he was the one no longer spending time with you, he thought. His mind slowly drifted off whilst he laid on the bed, tonight was a cold one yet the soft crackling of fire lulled him to sleep....
There you were, soft and vibrant. whimpering when his hands roamed around groping everything; your chest, hips and squeezing your soft ass. His head resting on your shoulder as you whispered a pleading whine in his ear, though he couldn't hear it his gaze drifted off— lower. An odd fixation watching himself being taken by you, his eyes flickering to your face a rather pained and pleasured type that only made him want to go harder before he finally woke up.
Staring down at the clear bulge on his cotton pyjama pants, a heat flushing on his neck and cheeks rather quickly. The wet patch of his leaking tip made him wince when he stood, it feels so much- a soft whimper came out when he cleaned himself yet he still couldn't unsee that, he did have a few dreams of you but he didn't expect it to affect him this much. His cock throbbed in his hand, looking down still blushing shamefully... His thoughts clouded of you as he stroked, innocent thoughts that soon drifted.
"Fuck." He muttered, fisting his sensitive cock in his hand with a soft whimper touching his sensitive tip. The more and more he thought about you, the more desperate he felt whilst stroking himself at the thought of you- his innocent little sister, he wanted to do so many thing's that he couldn't even start which one.. he wondered if you moan sweetly when you came, or if you touch yourself thinking about him too-
That sent him over the edge, coming all over his hands and a bit on his lower abdomen. Walking to the bathroom awkwardly, his hands still sticky with his shame and the hotness on his face with shame.
But he doubts the regrets it.
Every night your watched him, it was a small habit since you were young he would always be there to tuck you in or just talk about stories. But now you were here for a different reason, that is the weird noises coming from his room.
The dreams got frequent and it was even harder to get rid of his little 'issue', at night he could only writhe and stir but too tired to really try to fix it.
Creeping inside, the small patter of your feet couldn't be heard on the tile floor whilst sneaking in.. you wanted to lay with him- since you missed him so dearly after he was too busy with his 'princely' duties to even hang out!
It made you huffy and a bit needy, crawling into his bed not really bothering to know why he was making strange noises and soft sounds.. to you it was always like a soft cooing but no way you would tell him that.
No wonder he had been making strange noises, you thought whilst hovering over him. All that you could hear was his uneven breathing, the soft wind bellowing in through slightly opened window. The cold air made you shiver, the thin cotton nightgown you had doing nothing to warm you as you looked at the rather prominent bulge on his pants- you had read these before, the things people to to find pleasure or get pregnant.. he wouldn't mind if you would just.
The thoughts trailed off as you crawled above him, straddling him as you debated for a moment as you lifted the skirt of the long nightgown. "Don't wake up brother- just let me take care of you." A soft exhale went out of him when his breeches were pulled down, his length fully hard as it was on his lower stomach; a reddish-purple on his leaking tip, a good length but the thickness made you second guess if it would even fit, but the saliva from the inside of your mouth you could only swallow, reaching out and gifting a soft tug that made him moan.
Propping up his tip between your wet folds, gently easing whilst trying to put him inside. "Hngm-" the noise made you stop a little hearing his choked whine, but the burn from his tip slowly getting sucked in you was too much. Covering your mouth, that delicious dull ache as you slowly rocked yourself trying to get more of him in.
"Don't cover your mouth." He groans softly, feeling your tight walls clenching around him and the feeling of soft squelching sounds with your slick walls were trying to fit him in.. "easy my pretty girl..." His hands resting on your hips gently moving them, a choked sound coming out of you whilst looking at him- embarrassed at being caught but he doesn't seem to want to stop.
He let out a soft hot breath, heavy eyes staying shut yet moving you to ease into him gently and slowly. "Brother m'so full." A soft moan coming out, not wanting to be loud as he fully was set inside... Gods you felt so full, a soft hitch could be sound at his breath and his brows knitted. "Keep makin' those sweet sounds for me.." he muttered, half asleep whilst you slowly bounce trying to get used of the feeling of being so stretched out. A soft whimper came from you when he gripped your hips tighter, when you kept moving his hands grew rather bold yet you didn't care the way he groped your ass or pinched your clit, your head threw back at the double stimulation as you ride him
slick trickled down your legs and every wet squelching sound whenever your pelvis his- not helping to grind on him, the tingly feeling helping your sore cunt from the relentless pace. His thumb gently rubbing your clit in an almost lazy way hips bucking making you go up when he fucked you- holding you in his arms tightly feeling the way your thighs felt tired and trembled.. "tired?" His voice rough with sleep and lust, smiling slightly hearing your whiney 'uh hu' whilst pounding you from the inside, feeling your walls twitch and clench around him feeling you so close.
He ordered, the stern tone shooting a wave of hottnes to your core making you whimper at the sensitivity. "But- im so close.." trying to persuade which earned you a sharp slap on the ass making you yelp, he murmured something in high valyrian chiding you to listen to him.
"Listen to your big brother.." his thrusts going deep and fast, the way it made your toes curl and eyes rolling to the back as his rhythm was replaced by feral animalistic thrusting.
It was a bit of a long time when he came but when he did his thrusts stuttered but continue, filling your little cunny with his hot cum- ruining you with the way your walls tremble and his cock wet with your slick and cum dribbling to his balls.
After cooling from both your highs he didn't let you go, cuddling and murmuring apologize for being so rough(since he noticed the bruises on your hip and wrist). "Can you stay here for the night?"