within the first year, you were already annoyed by her presence.
when your mom had come to you at the height of your senior year mentioning something about seeing a man, you were excited. ever since she and your father had split there hadn’t been a man in the house, unless it was a friend. and seeing your mother so happy to be in a relationship made you feel good too.
the man was kind, you learned when he came around for dinner — a business man with a warm heart and endless love for your mom clearly.
his daughter, however, was another story. at first, you assumed she would be the same as her father. easy on the eyes with a kind heart, one that mirrored her father perfectly. but she was the opposite. sweet on the outside, yes, but an absolute nightmare to live with. god - you couldn’t stand it.
if there was one thing you had to do? it was put that brat in her place.
weak whimpers flew from sana’s lips as you pressed her down into the bed.
your mother and now step-father were away at a dinner party - leaving you to deal with the brat by yourself. her hands were tied prettily behind her pale back, eyes brimming with sweet tears as she glared back at you. as if she didn’t ask for this - ironic. she’d come into your room - flicked at your head while you tried to study, sat on your lap, and now here she was.
ass up on your bed, your clothes around the room and hers practically tore, with your strap buried at the hilt inside her soaked cunt. she grit her teeth, trying to pretend the pleasure you shocked through her wasn’t getting her close with each thrust, the faux tip kissing her womb each time.
“fuck, look at you,” a low growl from your lips. “not so bratty now, huh?”
sana grumbles, mixing the noise with a weak moan as her eyes slightly roll back. though, at your harsh words, her pussy gives an involuntary clench around you. “a-asshole..”
“what was that?” your hand claps down against her rear, making her yelp and shiver as your cock continued to ram in and out of her.
“n-nothing..”
you hum, rubbing her lower back softly as you continued to thrust, reaching around to rub at her clit softly and making her eyes nearly roll back as she sloped down against the bed, face burying in the pillow.
you knew she was reaching her orgasm, of course she was. she was cocky until yours was deep inside her.
soft clenched around your faux shaft exemplify this, and you coo, bending down to kiss at her neck softly. “shh, come on, I know you want to cum for me..”
sana grit her teeth, eyes squeezing shut as she squeezed at the pillow under her head, burying her face in it and moaning like a little pup. the bed shook slightly with the force of your thrusts, leaving her mind blank and needy. relunctantly, within moments, she squeezed tighter around you, her moans shifting to breathy pants.
“f-fuck, I’m..”
“give it to me,” you rasped, slamming faster.
she caves so easily, coming apart beneath you as you slam all the way in a final time - leaving her scatterbrained as she tenses up.
“ah!”
she trembles, her thighs shaking and her cunt clenching harder around you.
“there you go..good girl..”
a weak growl tumbled as she looked back at you. “f-fuck you..”