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Tags: Sane, safe and consensual. Submissive Adam and Femdom Reader. Slapping, cock cage/chastity belt, BDSM relationship, reference to Adam bottoming in the past, anal fingering, P in V sex
Notes: Yes its may 2026 and im updating kinktober from 2025 don’t worry about it. Anyways if anyone has any kink ideas for kinktober this year my inbox is open
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Adam was a weird man, and even though you have been working for him for a long time, you still hadn’t figured him out. He not only commands a room, but a whole army. What Heaven needs an army for is beyond you, but you know that once a year they have an important day long mission. They don’t tell you more, and you don’t pry.
You sat on top of his bed, your legs crossed. Adam kneeled on the ground in front of you. His wings were pressed to the ground and he looked pathetic for such a big and powerful man. This is exactly where he wants to be.
He truly lets you do whatever you want to him. You had a muzzle strapped to his face, a collar around his neck, with a leash attached to it and his cock was all prettily caged up. The last part was annoying him the most.
“Take it off.” He whined, hands placed on his knees.
“Hm.” You down at him, while his burning eyes starred up at you.
Adam shifted, his voice was quieter, smaller. “Have been good.”
“Oh, have you been?” You uncross your legs. “Come forward, baby.”
He was quick in crawling towards you. Adam rubbed his upper cheek against your ankle. The muzzle brushed against your skin and you could feel goosebumps. Leaning down, you petted Adam’s head. His eye lashes fluttered shut.
Getting Adam naked like this was rare. His robe usually conceals his thick frame, but now he was completely bare and vulnerable. The chastity belt was wrapped around his thick length; it was a custom order, with golden rings and dark brown leather. You wonder if you could tame Adam’s cock into a flat cage, but he refuses to entertain that idea.
It doesn’t really matter; he can’t get hard like this anyway.
Adam raised his head higher and higher, until finally, he was resting his head in your lap. You cooed down at him, “Aren’t you being sweet today?”
“Let my dick go.” Adam sighed, looking up at you with pretty golden eyes.
“Aww, but why? It looks so nice like that? With how much I fuck your ass, your cock has become useless. Shame, isn’t it? It is what you were created for, after all.” You tangled your fingers in his hair.
Adam glared at you. “Why are you acting like such a cunt?”
“Because I can. You won’t leave. Nobody treats you like I do.” You roughly tugged on his hair and Adam groaned.
Adam didn’t answer, and he didn’t bother moving. His hand rubbed over your calf. “I want to fuck you again. It feels so damn good.”
“You think you deserve that?” Now you were just torturing him for your own amusement.
“Fuck yeah, I do, I deserve it so badly. I take care of you. My dick has been locked up for too fucking long—” The more he talked the angrier he gets.
You couldn’t help but cut him off with a laugh. Letting yourself fall back on your back, you practically melted into the mattress. “You always get worked up so easily. Come up here, boy.” In a condescending manner you patted the mattress.
Before you even finished your sentence, Adam was quickly slotted in between your legs. He hovered over you, eagerness practically painted on his face. You wrapped your hand around the leashed and yanked him down to you. The muzzle scrapped against your skin and you tugged at a clasp.
“You want me to take it off?” You brushed a strand of hair behind his ear.
Adam nodded his head, “Fuck yeah.”
You pinched Adam’s ear. “Where are your manners?”
“Ugh. Please take the muzzle off of me.” He groaned.
You made a point of dramatically thinking it over. Humming, you ended up freeing his face. You tugged on the leashed again, “Give me a kiss.”
Adam was quick. His lips were pressed against yours and his tongue immediately tried to slither into your mouth. He was practically licking your teeth, desperate grunts leaving his mouth. His hips rolled forward, trying to get any friction.
You bit down on Adam’s lip and he just heaved a deep breath. Grabbing the back of his head, you disconnected the kiss. You held Adam back by his hair, because he desperately tried to dive back into the kiss.
“Lay down. I want to ride you.” Adam perked up. “You only get to cum when I cum first. If you don’t mange, well, just say goodbye to your cock.”
Adam scowled and he whispered a stressed out ‘fuck’ under his breath. He did as you told him, and he lay down on the bed. His thighs were thick, and spread apart. You settled on his hips, your hands on his ample chest.
“You are so handsome.”
An arrogant grind appeared on his face, “Oh yeah? Handsome enough you lock me up so nobody else can get to my dick?”
“Caught me.” You pinched his pierced nipple, and his hip stuttered upwards.
Giggling at his reaction, you went down on his body. Lower and lower, until you came face to face with his chastity belt. It was easy to summon up the key. You were slow in entering the key into the lock. Adam was practically shaking, his breathing was heavy and rapid.
Finally you freed his cock and Adam moaned in relief. His cock was soft, and you dragged a finger over his tip. The length twitched, and you watched his cock get hard. Pre-cum started to spill from his tip. He has been denied of an orgasm for a while now.
You moved around, and your pussy was already wet. Hovering over his cock, you rubbed his tip against your clit. You shuddered, and Adam had his hands twisted in the sheets.
“Just—sit down already!” Adam moaned, his voice cracking. He pressed his hips down instead of up.
“Patience.” You simply tell him.
Slowly, you sink down on Adam’s fat cock. The stretch bordered on painful, but it didn’t stop you. You just felt so full and he was barley half way in. Moans slipped from your lips.
Adam couldn’t stop rambling. “Oh, oh fuck yes. You are so wet. Feels good, so good.”
You pressed a finger bellow your belly button, “I feel you right here.”
“I feel you too. You’re squeezing me tight. You never wanna let go?” Droll was rolling down Adam’s chin. Tears gathered around his long lashes.
“Aw, Adam, I will stay with you for eternity.” Once you had all of Adam buried inside of you, you ground your clit into his pelvis.
A sob was wretched from Adam’s throat. His hips slammed up into you and for a moment the breath left your lungs. You leaned forward, fingers hooking into his collar and you yanked him to sit up.
“Now why would you do that?” Your voice was stern.
Adam whimpered, “You feel too good, I can’t fucking help myself.”
Raising your hand, you delivered a sharp slap to Adam’s face. Adam groaned in pain, his cheek turning red.
“Keep that bad behaviour up and you won’t get to cum at all today.” You warned him.
Adam bit down on his lip, nodding his head in understanding.
You gently rubbed his hot cheek. “Good boy. Now make me cum.”
You already know which rhythm and intensity would make you cum. Slamming yourself back down on Adam’s cock, you made sure to hit all your spots. Adam’s hands landed on your hips and you let him.
His head falls forward, pressing his cheek against the top of your head. He was much taller than you, after all.
“Let me—fuuuck—let me rub your clit.” He stuttered out.
Twisting your neck, your mouth latched on his nipple and you bit down. He moaned, hips jerking under you. You chuckled at his reactions, he has always been sensitive.
Unlatching, you mumbled against his chest hair. “Touch me, baby.”
His fingers were shakily pressing against your clit. You moaned happily at the added in stimulation. You felt yourself go soft from pleasure, your mind felt cloudy and all you could feel and think about was Adam.
You pushed against his chest and Adam fell back down into the pillows. At this rate you were going to cum before Adam, and you really want to win this one. He always cried so prettily when he’s being edged and denied. Adam kept massaging your clit while his tip kept pressing against your cervix.
Popping your fingers into your mouth, you made sure they were wet with spit before pulling them out. You reached behind yourself and forced Adam’s legs further apart. You pressed the tip of one finger against his ass, slowly entering.
Adam chocked on his own spit. “You never play fucking fair!” He hissed out.
You laughed at that. You gently pressed another finger into him, and then you curled them up. It was easy to find his G-spot, and Adam moaned like a bitch in heat. Adam’s rhythm on your clit didn’t stop, he kept the pressure up.
Furrowing your brows, you tried to distract yourself from the pleasure. But you have had a rough week, and all you wanted was to cum around Adam’s cock. He was stretching you out, beyond what you considered possible and he was being so good.
This big, strong man let you slap him around, he lets you degrade and humiliate him all for your own entertainment.
It was simply too much, you gasped and your eyes fluttered shut while your orgasm washed over you. Adam sighed in relief, and once you rode out your orgasm, he slammed his hips up into you, until he came inside you. His wings were beating up and down like crazy, golden feather flying across the room.
His cum pooled inside off you, leaking down Adam’s cock. You weren’t bothered by it. Letting yourself fall forward, you buried your face into Adam’s neck.
“I don’t want to see that fuck ass cage for the next month.” Adam unhappily grumbled.
You scoffed playfully. “Who are you to decided that?”
I genuinely think I’ve died and entered heaven cause two fics in this short a time? fuck I’m obsessed!! sub adam is the best adam!! I need him doing whatever I tell him to do!! ARGHHHH thank you thank you thank you!!
Police Officer! Lute x Stripper! Reader x Police Officer! Adam (Hazbin Hotel)
Chapters 1 ; 2 ; Masterlist
Summary: There’s something strange going on in New Orleans. A serial killer is running amok, killing unsuspecting men. Through some crazy way you end up as a suspect, and Adam and Lute are on your ass. What, just because you are a stripper? How rude of them.
Tags: Modern AU. Sexual Harassment. Power Imbalance. Occult. Murder Mystery but it’s not a real mystery. Abuse of Power. Stalking. Homophobic language. Christianity. Internalised Homophobia for Lute. Kissing.
Sweat was running down your neck, and you couldn't stop smiling. You looked at Alastor, whose smile was more forced. He made sure to be vigilant of your surroundings. It was nice to take him out with you. When Alastor is around, you have to worry less. Sadly for him, he has to watch out for you both.
“Everyone looks so great!” You breathlessly told him, your eyes flickering at all the people who joined in on the pride parade. “Next time, you have to put me in a dog mask.”
Alastor side-eyed you, but the features of his face relaxed, “Hm, I would like to say ‘no’, but you always do end up dragging me along. You have that charm.”
“You love me. You love spending time with me. You love making sure I am safe. That is my charm.” You nodded at your own words.
He doesn't react to your words, but he does tell you to stay close and not to stray too far. Alastor has his own ways to express his affection. He didn't have it easy growing up, and there are still struggles he faces that you might not always understand or relate to, but you know that you will always be by his side. No matter what.
Sadly for you, one of Alastor’s greatest fears became real: you lost each other in the huge crowd. Some homophobes caused problems and before you realised it, the huge crowd broke out in a panic. You get it, if someone started a fist fight in front of you, you would also bolt.
Your heart was beating, and your hands felt sweaty. You wonder where the police is? They surrounded you all, giving a false sense of safety, but as soon as actual danger entered the scene, they were nowhere to be seen.
Panicked bodies pressed against your own, and it made it hard to breathe. Tears stung your eyes and you wondered where Alastor was. You spotted a corner shop, one you sometimes visit, and you pushed through the crowd to escape to safety.
The first thing you did was fish out your phone. You already saw texts and calls from your best friend, and you texted him your current location. With a sigh you looked around the small store.
You spotted the drinks, and walked over to grab a bottle of water. While you were trying to figure out which brand tastes the best, a body crashed into you. You were able to plant your feet and you only stumbled a bit.
Frowning, you turned your head and saw a familiar angry face. Just this time the anger wasn't directed at you, for once.
“Watch your fucking step. I can throw you in jail for assaulting a police officer.” Lute hissed at a stranger. He seemed to have bumped into Lute, who crashed into you.
The guy scrambled like his life depended on it, which it did. Lute takes her threats seriously.
“Can you apologise to me now, officer?” You batted your eyelashes at her.
Her eyes snapped to you, and she groaned. “If I knew it was you, I would have smashed you harder.”
“Smash me harder? That is hot.” You twirled a strand of hair between your fingers.
She frowned, realising just what her words sounded like. Lute then simply walked past you. Sadly for her, you weren’t easy to shake off.
“Have you been securing the pride march? How do you like it?” You go after her.
She tries to ignore you, but you are right by her side. Her golden eyes flicker over the energy drinks, obviously trying to decide on what to buy.
“Do you think cops should be at pride, or nah? What about kink? Are you sex positive, officer Lute?” You didn’t know why you wanted to get a reaction from her. She was dangerous and repressed.
She whirled her head around to glare at you, “Leave me the fuck alone with your fucking rainbow shit.” She jerked her head to the Jesus figure nailed to the wall, watching over you in eternal suffering, “Some of us still respect God.”
You tilted your head at her. Reaching into your bag, you fished out the pamphlet from the church. “You don’t have to follow a homophobic God, you know?”
You held the pamphlet out to her. At the front was a Bible phrase, with a rainbow flag badly edited in. It was the spirit that counts. Lute’s eyes flickered to your out stretched hand and she looked back at Jesus.
Just as you were about to lower your hand in defeat, she snatched the paper out of your hands. She quickly stuffed it into her pockets, and then she walked away from you. It didn’t really matter to you, because Alastor finally reached you. He wrapped his hand around your arm and sighed with relief.
“Dear, are you alright? I saw that dreadful officer walk past me.” He asked.
“I am fine. Let me pay for my water, do you want anything?”
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Someone was following you.
They were good, you had to give them that. Always three people between you two, non threatening body language, basic clothes that make then blend in. This isn’t the first time someone followed you, and it probably won’t be the last.
Mentally you were going through a list of men and women who could be your current stalker. You had a new regular at the club, but he is shorter than that. Maybe his wife? Was he married? You didn’t care enough to memorise the information.
You pulled out your phone and acted like you were texting. Then, you dramatically sighed and turned around. You were walking straight towards them.
The stalker was quick in blending in, looking at a store window like they were truly window shopping. As you walked past them, you made sure the squint at the reflection and—
“Lute, seriously?” You were truly annoyed.
Her body tensed under your eyes and then she turned around. “What an unpleasant surprise.”
You rolled your eyes, “Oh my god, don’t!” You pointed a finger at her, “I saw you. Girl, you know where I live. Why follow me around like a man.”
“A man—?!” She hissed, “I am an officer, of the law.”
“I am calling Sera.” You made a show of reaching for your phone.
Her golden eyes widened, “Stop that!”
“Why should I? Huh?”
Lute straightened her back, “Because I…I was gathering the courage to…Ask you out.” It obviously hurt her to say those words.
“Bitch.” Now you were seriously going to call her boss. “Did Adam tell you to say that?”
She blinked at you, you blinked back. Then she lunged forward to rip the phone out of your hands. It was a big back and forth between you two, and you were seriously about to bite her. With one big tug you were able to get her hands off of you, and your phone crashed to the ground.
It fell apart in its components, the battery and the back sprawled on the street. “You think this will stop me? I will fax that complaint if I have to.” Bending down, you picked up the parts.
“I will jam every single.” Lute says with a glare.
“The mail.”
“I will be at the department everyday at 4am.”
“Has anyone ever told you that you are intense?”
“Yes. I don’t see it.”
That made you laugh. You dropped the phone into your handbag without assembling it together. “If you compliment me, I will invite you inside my apartment.”
She looked around, as if she was checking who would hear her. Lute then looked into your eyes and told you. “You sometimes smell good.”
“What? Only sometimes?” You scratched your chin.
Lute turned to the direction of your apartment. “Let’s go.”
You sighed and followed after her.
“I would give you the room tour, but you have been here already and snooped through my stuff so like, don’t steal more of my shit.” You tell her.
You sit down on your bed, while Lute sits down on your desk chair. She doesn’t swirl back and forth, which shows you just how much self control she has. Lute drags a finger over one of your shelves and frowns at the dust which collected.
“Am I going to know why you were really following me?” You asked her while stretching out your legs.
“You are still a prime suspect.” She tells you.
“I am not a—” You stopped yourself from freaking out. “I don’t even care anymore what you think about me.”
“So you don’t care if police officers think you are a serial killer who targets men?” She asked in an accusatory manner.
“Can you leave? I changed my mind, you are uninvited.”
Lute rolled her eyes at you. She stood up from her seat and walked around your room. She really looked at every little detail. Her eyes lingered at a picture of you with your family, but she didn’t comment on it.
Her long, pale fingers carefully took in a rosemary hanging from your desk lamp. The silver cross fit perfectly in her palm. “Are you still practising?”
“Rarely. I help out at my parents church sometimes.” You share with her.
“Protestant?”
“Yup. My dad is a minister.”
Lute scoffed, “Everyone knows Catholicism is superior. That is why you are unhappy.”
You chuckled, “I am not unhappy. Are you unhappy?”
She pressed her lips together. “Don’t pry.”
Oh, so she is. You decided against bothering her further.
“Are you a virgin?” Well, you wouldn’t bother her about religion.
“What is wrong with you?” She asks you.
“I don’t know. You bore me.” You rubbed your forehead, “I have to get entertainment somehow.”
“Bore you?” Her nostril flare up. “I am not here to be your toy. You are nothing more than a worm, and trust me, with God as my witness, I will get you behind bars.” She seethed. With every word she stepped closer, her finger pointed at you.
“You are just jealous that Adam is more interesting than you.” You smile at her. “Gets more girls, too.”
She scowled at you. Just as she opened her mouth to yell at you, she stopped. “You are playing with me.” The realisation dawns on her.
“Yup. I like you more than Adam, obviously. Like, why is he so tall? What did they feed him growing up?”
Lute shakes her head, indulging you for a moment. “I don’t know. He was born 6 feet tall.”
You giggled at that, and you could swear for a moment that there was a smile tugging at Lute’s lips. You scooted closer to the edge of your bed. “Hey, Lute.”
“What.” She looked down at you.
You wrapped your finger around the loop of her belt and you tug. Her hips dip under the pressure and she takes a step forward. A smile tugs at your lips and you lean back, resting your weight on one hand behind your back.
“You are good at following orders?” You ask her.
She scowls, “And you are not.” It was a statement, not a question.
“I can be whoever you want me to be.” You bat your eyes, and tug her closer. She lets you. You spread your legs to make room for her, and the tip of her shoes pressed into your feet.
She leans forwards, her hair like a curtain. The cross hanging from her neck was close to hitting you. Lute is close enough that you can feel her breath fawn against your face. “Whoever I want?” You nod your head. “Why don’t you confess to murder for me, sweetheart?”
You let yourself fall back on your bed. “You just ruined it.” You push Lute away with your feet and cross your legs.
“Ruined what? Your blasphemous fantasies?”
“Yeah.” You sigh out.
Lute just scoffs. Her hand moves through her hair, and she seemed annoyed.
“You should go.” You turn around in your bed to properly lay your head against your pillows. “I will sleep now, I got a shift later.”
“When?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know, police girl?”
“It’s police woman to you, dyke. I will find it out anyways.” She threatens and then goes for the door. Without even saying goodbye she leaves.
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Lute hasn’t let up on her stalking. Well, she calls it investigation, you call it stalking, Alastor calls it harassment and Adam calls it hot.
You have successfully tipped out, and were wearing your sweat pants. Zipping up your hoodie, you dragged a hand over your face. Exhaustion was pulling at your muscles. All you wanted to do was pass out, but you were still at work.
The shift change was welcomed with open arms. Literally, you had your arms wrapped around one of the girls. “I hate them.”
She petted your back, “I know. You should get home.”
“Ugh, I will. I am gonna call a cab.” You gave her one last squeeze. “Goodbye, girls.” The girls bid you heartfelt goodbyes.
When you stepped outside, your were looking at your phone. There was a cab service near and you will get home in no time, all you have to do is make the call. Just where is the number, you had it saved.
Out of the corner of your eyes you saw movement and when you looked, it was a hooded figure. You didn’t bother looking further, there was only one person who has been dressing like that to follow you around. Stepping away from the door, you continued to search through your contacts.
“Lute, will you ride the cab with me?” You tease.
She doesn’t answer and somewhere you can hear the sound of police radio chatter. Shouldn’t that noise come from Lute. Your head snaps to the figure who stood closer now, and Lute’s hips are wider than that. Ah, damn.
Your first instinct is to go back to the door. You just had to take a back entrance, away from the security. Your hand wraps around the door handle and you get forcefully pulled away.
The stranger slammed you against a wall and you gasped. “Did you do it? Did you fuck my husband?” Her voice was hysterical.
You wish you knew how to deescalate situations like these. “No—”
Her voice was getting louder. This is one of these situations where you wished your persistent stalker was close by. “Why are you lying?! Or—or is not cheating because you just sucked his dick, or because you used a condom?!”
What is this conversation even about? You know girls who do sex work, you are not one of them. You wonder who she is confusing you with.
“I would never fuck a man—” You attempted to defend yourself.
“So now he isn’t good enough for you? Is that it?” She grabbed your collar, raising her hand.
Yeah, you didn’t get what this erratic conversation was about. You could hear one of the entrances open and the heavy door fell shut. Someone was looking what the commotion was on about. So you will get rescued soon. At least there was one positive to this. Let’s hope she won’t pull a knife, or a gun.
The police radio chatter finally stopped. You could hear steps and the woman was still on her obsessive rant about faithfulness and class, both things you don’t possess according to her.
“Drop the stripper.” Came Lute’s voice.
Your attacker turned around, “She fucked my husband. She did!”
“And I am here to arrest her for her crimes. I was called by a higher being, to protect her marriage.” Lute easily played along.
“Oh yes, oh yes. That is right.” The woman let go off you.
Lute walked towards you, and with her sharp eyes she checked you for injuries. She was quick in handcuffing the woman. Her hands were behind her back and she was wailing. Adam would later tell you how she actually went to the wrong club, you were just unlucky enough to leave at that time.
A bouncer was checking you over while Lute hauled the woman into the backseat. She didn't even ask you if you want to press charges, she told you that woman will be prosecuted.
“Do you want me to call a cab?” The big man asked you.
“Uhm, yeah, that’d be—” Just as you answered, Lute stepped in.
“I will take her.” Her voice didn’t leave much open for discussion.
You exchanged a look with the bouncer and then you walked towards Lute. She let you into the police car, and closed the door behind you. Lute drove you home, but it was an uncomfortable time, with the woman in the backseat. She was crying about something, and you didn’t care about it.
It was good to be in front of your apartment building and you gladly stepped out of the car. You slammed the door shut, and left the vicious woman behind. You will never learn her name.
“Thanks for driving me.” Your hand was already in your bag, fishing out your keys.
Lute walked towards you, and you saw her fiddle with her cross necklace before shoving it into her pant pockets. “You are not a major suspect anymore.”
“Oh? Now I am a minor one?” You sighed.
She stepped towards you, “We will see.”
You dragged a hand over your face. You finally had your keys in your hands and glanced at your door. “Whatever. Am I excused now?”
Lute eyes flickered from your eyes to your face, and then her hand snapped around the back of your neck. She kept you still while she pressed her lips against your own.
Your hands shoot out and grabbed the button shirt. Kissing her was an experience you couldn’t put your finger on, she didn’t move her lips and you ended up disconnecting your locked in lips. She faintly tasted of mint.
“Why am I not an suspect anymore?”
“Another body has been found, a fresh kill too. You were at work during the time of death.”
You vaguely feel sick. Your perceived innocence comes at the cost of someone’s life.
omg!!! busting right now!!! I just need lute!!! she’s all I need and she’s written so fucking good omds!!! ARGH!!!! I’m obsessed!! this is soooooo good I am fed
Password sharing and other unsafe cybersecurity habits.
Ex! Adam x Gender Neutral! Reader
Tags: Crack with slight angst. Yearning on both Adam and Readers side. Human AU. Happy ending.
Summary: You sign Adam up for different newsletters, websites, blogs and (religious) organisations. He thanks you with a friendly, totally platonic visit.
Words: 1.7K
This is the 5th call you declined.
As soon as you pressed the button, your screen light up again. Adam really was stubborn. He must’ve gotten the conformation email now. It makes you smile.
It was actually a struggle to turn your phone off, with the onslaught of messages and calls you got. You did not bother reading them, but your eyes still got stuck at some words. Like, bitch, cunt, how dare you. When the screen finally turned off, you threw yourself on the couch and put your feet up.
You deserved this. This peace, this revenge, the joy it brings you. With your remote in hand you put on something from your watch-list, and you let the rest of the evening melt away. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep.
Sadly for you, this nap was cut short by pounding on your door and the bell ringing in tandem. You felt confused, your mouth was dry and the light too bright. Just as you questioned who would bother you at this hour, you heard your name being called.
“Open the fuckin’ door!” Adam seethed on the other side.
You just ignored him. Stretching your arms and legs, you yawned silently. Then, you got up to look through the peak hole. Oh yeah, he looked mad. He stood in the hallway of your apartment building like an angry bull. If he could, he would probably ram through the door.
Adam scratched his stubbly chin and was about to consider that you simply weren’t home, when you made the fatal mistake of slamming your elbow into the wall beside you. You sharply inhaled and Adam’s burning eyes snapped to the door.
“Don’t be a coward! Open the door!” Oh, you were never going to get rid of him now.
You hesitated for a moment and then you spoke, “No. I didn’t do whatever you are accusing me off.” You for sure did that and more.
With a big hand he went through his hair and he started a new approach. “Baby, sweetheart, c’mon now. Open the door. “ His voice was soft and you felt weak for a split second.
Your eyes narrowed, “Fuck off. I don’t know what you want from me. We are broken up. It is creepy to stalk your ex.”
“My crazy ex who fuckin’ signed me up for the Satanic Temple!” Adam was back to anger, he stomped his foot on the floor and his hands flew to the door knob. He rattled at the door. The way the door shock actually made you feel real fear. The thin wood seemed to bend at the will of Adam, and if he really wanted to, he could easily break in.
You gasped, “Stop it! You are scaring me.”
Adam immediately let go off the door and frowned. “Let me in.” His hands dipped into the pockets of his leather jacket and he pulled out a bag of candy. Your favourite. He teasingly wiggled the bag around.
That was all the peace offering you needed, so you unlocked all the locks on your door and opened it. Adam looked satisfied, which did in fact piss you off so much that you attempted to slam the door shut. He was faster, and wedged his foot in between door and frame. With his big body he pushed through and let himself in.
“Who said you could come in?! Take off your shoes, have you got no manners?” You scolded him.
Adam dramatically groaned, but he still took off his boots and neatly put them beside the shoe rack. On his way to the living room he took off his jacket and carelessly threw it into an armchair. He sat down on the couch and spread his legs like the space belonged to him.
You crossed your arms and glared at him. He seemed unbothered by that. Adam vaguely gestured towards the door. “You should get better locks. Anyone could break in, ya know?”
“Like you?”
His smile was sleazy, “No lock will keep me away from you, baby.”
“I am calling security.” You didn’t really mean it, you didn’t even bother reaching for your phone.
“Woah, tiger! Put away the claws.” He effortlessly opened the candy bag.
Adam held out the candy bag towards you, and you dropped your arms to your side. You took a step towards him, ready to get your reward for putting up with him for two whole minutes, until you saw his grin. Oh, you hate him.
You bit down on your tongue to stop you from speaking and simply smiled at him. When you continued walking towards Adam, you made sure to sway your hips in that manner he enjoyed. His body language relaxed and you were so close to him. You leaned down, your shirt dropping down to reveal cleavage and he wasn’t paying much attention to his surroundings .
Which is why he didn’t notice when you took a pillow into your hand and smashed it over his head. With your other hand you snatched the bag of goodies out off his hand and made your way to the arm chair. You simply dropped his jacket to the ground, and sat down in it.
“You piss me the fuck off.” Adam says while rubbing his head.
You didn’t bother responding, because it is rude to speak with a full mouth, you think to yourself while stuffing candy into said mouth.
Adam simply watched you, before he decided to speak up again. Who gave him permission to do that, you weren’t too sure off. “So, where else did you sign me up?”
“I never signed you anywhere up.” You lie. “Must have been your other exes.”
“Shut up. I know it was you.”
“Innocent until proven otherwise.”
“Then stop using the same password for everything.”
“Ah.” Caught red handed.
“Ah,” Adam mocked your voice, like an evil parrot designed to make you angry, “Where else?”
You think about it for a moment, there was a lot. “Gay porn, furry porn, Jehovah Witnesses, Lucifer’s blog updates, the military—”
“YOU SIGNED ME UP FOR THE MILITARY?!?” He yelled so loud, you actually jumped.
“Yeah. Navy. You are welcome.” You smiled sweetly at him to provoke him some more.
Adam rubbed a hand over his forehead. “You broke up with me. Shouldn’t I be the fucker signing you up everywhere?” Now he really sounded exhausted, which isn’t that much fun anymore.
“You deserve it.” You decide on saying.
He just chuckled. “Sure. Whatever makes you happy, babe.”
You didn’t even want to see that post, him out at a club, girls hanging off him. Something in you came alive, and you couldn’t stop yourself from entering his email everywhere. And it is true, you broke up with him.
You were simply incompatible. You had a jealousy that ran deep and burned away at your insides, while Adam loved attention. His band didn’t help, and neither did his good looks. There was only so much talking you could do about boundaries and your feelings before you felt unheard, and in the end you would just yell at each other. Sure, he wouldn’t cheat on you, but were sure? So sure? No, and he simply didn’t bother changing.
But he also didn’t think you would break up with him, so here you were.
“How is dating?” Adam asked, and that was truly a question he asked to punish himself. Like the hypocrite he is, he was just as jealous and possessive as you.
You raised a brow and replied in a dry tone, “Good. I am out every night.” You haven’t left the house in three days.
“Me too.”
Now that you believe, and you frown. “Go home, Adam.”
He splayed himself out on the couch, taking up space like it is truly his. “I am home.”
You rolled your eyes. “You are unwelcome.”
“What was that? I am always welcome? Ugh, you are too sweet, babe.” He grinned.
“Why do you always play with me? Stop annoying me for one second.” You spit out. Now that was meant to stay buried deep inside.
Adam was quiet, which was a rare occurrence. “Get back together with me.” He suddenly sat up to look into your eyes.
“Oh my god.” You groaned.
“It will be different this time.” He tried to convince you.
“It won’t be.” You tell him.
“You don’t know fuckin’ know that!” His hands were widely gesturing around.
“Do you even get why we—”
“We didn’t break up.” Adam hissed, “You. It was all fuckin’ you. We could be engaged, instead you are signing me up for Lucifer’s fuckass feelings blog.”
“I am signing you up for Lilith’s feminism blog next.” You glare at him, purposefully ignoring everything else he said.
“Fuckin’ peachy. Do that. I will just sign you up for— for—” He scratched his chin, “Lesbian porn.” He seemed pretty proud of himself for that one.
“Nice.”
“Oh, fuck off!” He laid back down on the couch and crossed his arms. “I won’t leave. I am never leaving. Until you take me back. I will go on a fuckin’ hunger strike, if I must.” A hunger strike for Adam is the 8 hours he sleeps a day.
“Noted.” You simply say and then you proceed to dramatically rustle the candy bag.
Adam side eyed you and screeched, “Stop sabotaging me!” He threw his arms up.
You couldn’t help but laugh at that, which made Adam’s eyes light up. “Whatever. You know where the blankets and pillows are stored.” With that you stood up and dusted your shorts off.
“Lemme sleep in the bed room.”
“Stop testing your luck.”
“Fine. I need a toothbrush.”
“Yours is still in the bathroom.” You said before you could stop yourself. You hastily bit down on your lip.
“Oh yeah? You missed me? You licked my toothbrush imaging it is me? Not that I would do that with yours—” Now Adam embarrassed himself more than you did tonight.
“Good night.” You interrupted him and locked yourself into your bed room.
You fished out your phone and turned it back on. You sent one simple message to your group chat, containing all your friends.
‘It worked lol he came over’
And now you could sleep peacefully, knowing where Adam is.
Summary: Adam is no stranger to temptation and suffering.
He went through a lot in his life; Two wives who cheated on him (with the same guy!), he got practically disowned by his parents because of said assholes, served in the military, and has two useless sons. Things were meant to look up, though. He got re-re-married, and has a nice, peaceful life now.
Sadly, Adam now has to face the arguably worst thing in his life: How to not get seduced by your step daughter.
Word Count: 6.3K
Tags: Modern Setting. Stepcest (Father/Daughter). Porn with Plot. Daddy Kink. P in V. Incest Kink. Age Gap (Older Man/Younger Woman). Mentions/References to Past Child Abuse and Neglect. Toxic and Codependent Relationship. Severe Mental Health Issues on Reader’s side. Daddy + Mommy Issues. Angst. Murder, Desth and Grief (No Harm Towards Reader Insert), Self-Harm, Pregnancy, Dead Dove: Do not eat.
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You let your legs swing in the chair. The gynecologist practically slapped the pressure bandage over the incision.
She clicked her tongue, “There, love, you should be all set up. Now, remember, you should abstain from sex for 7 days to be safe. Understood?”
“Yes, thank you.” You answer her.
Getting up, you made your way back into the hall. At the reception, you made a check-up appointment. With that, you could finally leave for the parking lot.
You could already hear the loud rock music coming from Adam’s car. You opened the passenger door and practically threw yourself into the leather seats.
“What’s up, baby? You feelin’ alright?” Adam asked, his phone was in his hands.
With a dramatic sigh, you held out your bandaged arm to Adam, “You gotta kiss it better.”
Adam let out an airy chuckle, “Of course, sweetheart.” He grasped your elbow in his big hand, leaned over and pressed a soft, careful kiss against the bandage.
You felt your face burn, with your heartbeat picking up. Before you could come up with something seducing and sexy to say, Adam had already dropped your arm.
“She said the implant works immediately, you know.” You hurriedly lied.
Adam simply raised his brow at you. His phone was still in one hand, and with a simple swiping motion, he unlocked it. He showed you his search of ‘how long till bc implant works’ and the traitorous device showed you 7 days.
Your hand reached out and tried to snatch the phone out of his hand. Adam was faster and he easily held it out of your reach.
You attempted to defend yourself, “Those AI overviews lie! All the time! You are old, so you can’t fall for those lies—gimme your phone!”
Adam laughed and pushed you back into the seat. “Down, puppy. Buckle the fuck up. Also, lying is a sin, babe, so watch your wench-tongue.”
You stuck your tongue out at Adam, but in the end, you followed his orders. You had a lot of words burn on your wench-tongue, but decided to keep them to yourself. Like, how it's really sinful where he likes to stick his tongue.
“Alright, you wanna grab something on the way back to eat? I am craving a burger…” Adam started the engine.
“Sure thing.” You easily agree.
Since in your town there was only one doctor, who your mother also goes to, you had to choose one out of town. At that, Adam paid cash, because he is afraid of your mother finding out through the health insurance. He is more throughout than you, considering you were ready to have a child. Maybe, if you are lucky, you can get Adam to crack before the 7 days are over.
That would truly be a wish come true.
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There is no bigger cockblock than having the wife at home.
She broke her leg, now stuck at home with her family. While she sits bored at home, she decides how great it would be to renovate the house. You have reached a point where you couldn’t even navigate the living room anymore. She nearly threw out the TV, but that was when Adam finally put his foot down.
Exams and assignments were breathing down your neck, so you had other things to focus on anyway.
That is what you try to tell yourself. You practically whisper it under your breath as if you are reciting a prayer. You are fine. You are good. The fact that it feels like bugs were crawling under your skin didn't help.
You slam your laptop shut, and students around you jump and glare at you. Rolling your eyes, you stuff your things into your bag and leave the library with hurried steps.
Your head was buzzing with static fog. You couldn't think or feel properly. The other day, you cut your hand while cutting vegetables, and even though the blood was practically gushing out of you, you didn't feel a thing.
In an attempt to ground yourself, you pressed down on your bandage. The pain never reached your brain, and it just frustrated you further. When you got into your car, you slammed the door shut and slammed your forehead against the steering wheel.
The drive home was uneventful. It was already late, so you just lay down in bed. Sleep doesn't come; instead, you toss and turn restlessly. Every creak on the other side of the wall has you on edge.
You press your ear against the wall and are relieved to hear nothing. Well, Adam snores, and it sounds like a chainsaw. Just as you were about to leave the cool surface, you heard a whisper through the wall.
“I know.” Is all it said, suspiciously sounding like your mother.
You yanked yourself away, and fear grasped your heart. Your hands were shaking, and now you were convinced that something must be living right under your skin. You dragged your nails over your skin, trying to scratch the unstoppable buzzing away.
All you were left with were scratchy, self-inflicted wounds.
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“Where the hell did the witch put it?!” Sweat was running down Adam’s neck while he looked through the cabinets.
The cup filled with hot tea was burning your hand, but you made no move to put it down. “Try the trash.”
Adam whirled around in shock, “She wouldn't dare to put my protein powder in the fucking—” The more he spoke, the more he seemed to think, and he quickly bent down to open the cupboard under the sink. You heard some rustling, and Adam pulled out the package.
“Oh. I was just joking.” You tell him.
Adam opened it, “Of fucking course she threw the contents in the trash.”
“Sorry.” You take a sip from your boiling cup. You appreciate the burn.
With a grunt, Adam sat down on a kitchen chair. He rested his face on his palm, elbow propped up on the table. He just finished working out, and his shirt clung to his sweaty body. You wish he would crush you under his big body.
His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be questioning his life. You were more mad that this was ruining your chance to try out the birth control.
“I used to fucking backhand Eve for not having dinner on the table when I got home, and now that woman is throwing my things out. The other day, I had to stop her from touching my guitar! I love that thing more than her! Fuck!” His hand slammed down on the table, “If they never made me go through that stupid ass mandatory therapy for anger issues, I swear I—” Adam stopped himself, his hand rubbing over his forehead.
That Adam has a problem with his temper and misogyny wasn't news. He is a walking disaster, with his two messy divorces. It makes you think of a scenario where you are Adam’s housewife, and you greet him with dinner and your legs spread. You would let him hit you whenever he wants.
“Ah, I am sorry—” You weren't sure what else to say.
Adam just interrupted you, because he never stops talking, “And women always make up these words— miso-gie? Martial rape? Who comes up with that shit? Fucking women.” He slammed his forehead into the table.
“Well—”
His voice was muffled, “If you got with a guy like me, I would have to kill him. No one would have me, that's how I ended up with that cold lizard of a woman.”
You let a beat pass, wondering what you should say, if you should say something and just as you opened your mouth, Adam continued.
“You should become a lesbian. Actually, don't. Lute is even worse than me. You know what she does to these women? And they put me in mandatory therapy?”
This time, you didn't even bother trying to come up with words and just took a sip from your cup. The tea was getting cold.
“You should become a nun. Fuck, that's such a good idea. The clothes are cute too.” He turned his head, his cheek pressed into the wood while he looked you up and down. “Married to Jesus. I like that. Look up convents for me, baby.”
You rolled your eyes and emptied your cup in the sink, and put it in the dishwasher. Walking over to Adam, you pressed a kiss into his cheek. “I am going to shower.” It was better to leave Adam to his own misery. He usually recovers quickly.
Adam didn't react until his eyes snapped open and he remembered that currently only one bathroom was working. “Hey! I am showering first!”
Adam was right behind you when you sprinted up the stairs. You squealed from a mix of fear and excitement. Just as you made it through the bathroom door, Adam wrapped his arms around you and pressed you tightly against his stomach. His nose buried into your neck.
You attempted to wiggle out of his grasp, but it was more for show and to have an excuse to rub your ass against his crotch. Adam groaned; it rumbled deep in his chest. You could feel his dick get hard, and his hips pressed into you.
“You can't dry hump me, I am a nun now. Remember?” You tease him.
Adam chuckled, “Shut up. You are more of a succubus than a nun.” His one hand glided down from your stomach to your pants. He fumbled with the button.
The comment makes you smile. You would prefer to dedicate your life to serving Adam than anyone else.
Your mother was currently at the doctor's for a check-up appointment on her complex fracture, so this was the perfect opportunity. Might as well get a creampie out of this.
Adam’s fingers rubbed against your pussy over your panties. Your mouth fell open in a breathy sigh. “I have missed you, Adam. I fuck myself every night, but it's just not enough.” You whined out.
You could hear Adam choke on his own spit, “Fuck, sweetheart. You want me to fuck your pretty pussy?”
Nodding your head vigorously, you turned around in Adam’s grasp and wrapped your arms around his neck. You tugged him down to you and pressed your lips against his. It started soft, your lips moving in sync. Adam’s hands rested on your hips. You pressed yourself closer to Adam, with a wish to fully fuse into his skin.
His hands slid down to squeeze your ass. He grunted into your mouth and fished out your phone from your back pocket. He carelessly chucked it onto the bathroom counter.
You pressed your tongue against Adam’s lips, and he was quick to open his mouth. He pinched your butt. You jumped and disconnected the kiss. Glaring at him, he just smiled at you.
Thankfully, you didn't have to get on your tippy toes for this. Leaning forward, you bit down on Adam’s ample, soft chest. Adam gasped, and his hand came down with a stinging slap on your ass. It made your clit tingle.
“The hell is the matter with you? You didn't get breastfed, huh?”
“You don’t wanna be my mommy?” You batted your eyelashes at him.
Adam seemed to seriously consider it for a moment, but he shook his head like he was trying to get rid of the fantasy. He simply took your face into his hands, and his lips connected with yours.
He sucked on your tongue while he used his big body to herd you towards the bathroom counter. His hands wrapped around your waist, and he hoisted you up and set you down, without breaking the kiss. You wrapped your legs around Adam, keeping him as close as possible.
You pulled away from the kiss, and Adam moved to pepper kisses against your neck. His hard cock was pressed right against your pussy. You could clearly see the outline through his sweatpants.
Your hands came down to the waistband of your pants, and you pulled them down your hips. Adam was nice enough to help you, and he threw the pants somewhere on the floor. He barely shoved his own underwear and pants halfway down his thighs when he wrapped his hands around his fat cock.
He grasped your panties in his hands and practically tore the fabric of your body. “Alright, baby girl, show your Daddy how you touch yourself. I will show you how I rub my tip to the thought of ya.”
You felt your face burn and nodded your head. Biting down on your lips, with shaky hands, you rubbed the pads of your fingers over your cunt. Adam’s own hands massaged up and down his length. With his own hands, by his body, he looks average-sized. But Adam is a huge man, and if he lay his cock over your stomach, it would easily reach your belly button. The first time you had sex, you felt so sore afterwards that you had tears in your eyes whenever you sat down.
Taking in a deep breath, you realized this is the perfect time to put on a show for Adam. You teased your hole with your fingers, and then slowly slid your two fingers in. They don't reach as deep as Adam’s, but it does the trick. Adam groaned above you.
“Are you wet, baby?” Adam’s voice was raspy.
“All for you, Daddy.” You made sure to make your voice extra breathy.
“Just for me.” He agreed.
You reached your hand out, pulling Adam closer by his shirt. He easily let you lead him. You spread your legs wider so Adam would perfectly fit in between them. Adam’s free hand pulled your sweater up, showing off your bare tits. He pinched your nipple.
Just as you were about to reach out, shove Adam’s hand away from his cock to replace it with your own, you heard it. The unmistakable sound of crutches hitting the stairs.
You shoved Adam away, who actually looked hurt. His mouth opened, probably to ask you what's wrong, but you pressed your finger against your lips. Adam’s brows were furrowed until he finally heard the noise.
With your leg, you kicked the bathroom door closed, and Adam quickly locked it.
Your mother called your name.
“I am in the bathroom. What is it?” You simply called. Adam looked irritated.
“Do you know where Adam— never mind! I see his workout sneakers are gone. When he comes back, tell him I need him to pick up the tiles from the hardware store!” You heard her go back down the stairs.
Adam made a move to choke himself, and you suppressed a laugh.
“Okay! I will shower now!” You shouted back, but you didn't get an answer.
This is usually where things end. Adam would leave as quickly as your make-outs and dry humpings started, and you were left with your sexual frustration. You were already eyeing the shower head, ready to blast it against your clit.
Just as you were slowly sliding down the bathroom counter, Adam quickly put you back on it again. He held his palm out, and you just blinked in confusion. So he wants you to stay? Sure. You like sitting with your naked ass on cold marble. If this gives you a UTI, you will expose him as a cheater.
Adam turned the shower on, the water hammering against the tiles. When he came back to you, he told you to turn the music on on your phone. You did just that.
“I know my dick is huuuuuge and you like screaming around it, but you gotta be quiet now. Can you do that for me, baby girl?”
“Totally.” You lied. You already had a hard time controlling your voice right now. It rose in pitch against your will.
Adam was smirking at you. He rubbed the tip of his dick against your pussy. Gently, he teased you, sliding his length over your folds. Your neglected clit pulsed in need, and you whined into the air.
Adam took the opportunity to shove his fingers into your mouth. He pressed down on your tongue, and you were forced to further open your mouth.
“You wanna learn how to suck dick—my dick?” He groaned out.
With all the sound, you had a hard time understanding him, but it's not like you could answer his questions even if you wanted to. You simply moaned around his fingers.
His finger massaged your tongue. He started to explore your mouth further, pressing down on your back molars. You took the opportunity to carefully bite down on his fingers.
Adam pressed his cock into your pussy. Your breathing caught in your throat at the stretch. He kept his fingers in your mouth, and his forehead dropped down on your shoulder. He turned his head, lips brushing against your ear when he talked, “When you are feelin’ especially moan-y just bite down.”
He rolled his hips into yours. Slowly entering more and more of his endless length into you. Adam left kisses on your neck while you ground your teeth into his fingers. You had one hand wrapped around Adam’s wrist, and the other one found its way back to your clit. You rubbed slow circles into the sensitive nerves.
Adam slammed his cock into you, causing the air to leave your lungs. Stars exploded in your vision, and you were sure your cervix hates you for this. The pain just feels too intoxicating for you to stop.
You locked your ankles around Adam’s back, so he had no chance to leave. You could feel the veins rub against your walls. He was pulsing inside of you, and you were squeezing around him.
Lust clouded your mind, and you focused on massaging your clit. Moans which spilled out of your lips were muffled by Adam’s fingers. He pulled his hips away from you, just to bully his dick back in. His thrusts were uncoordinated and sloppy.
Adam groaned into your ear. He went from kissing your neck to biting down on your shoulder. It seemed to be an attempt to keep quiet. Your back arched off the counter, and you attempted to be closer to Adam. You want to rub your perfume off on him, have him smell like you.
The pain from the bite and the sexual frustration caused you to boil over. Your orgasm crashed over you. Adam helped you ride out the earth-shattering orgasm.
Overstimulation quickly settled in and kept fucking into you. He slipped his finger out of your mouth, and you clearly could see the bite marks. Keeping his dick inside of you, Adam adjusted your position.
His hands grabbed your hips, which were floating in the air. Your upper body lay on the counter.
“Fuck, baby, it’s my turn now. Be nice and quiet.” Adam grunted.
Adam practically used you like a sex toy. This time, he didn't bother angling his hips in a way that would feel good for you. He simply chased after his own pleasure.
The fact that Adam was using you like this made you choke back a moan. He was using you, just you, nobody else. He comes to you to get off. You felt incredibly satisfied.
“Please cum inside me—I—I have been so so so good. Please, Dad.” You begged, while Adam’s hips stuttered at your words.
One of his hands left your hips, so he could bite down on it. He stifled a desperate moan. Adam vigorously fucked into you, and from his hands you could make out some muffled words about filling you up.
When he cums, he presses his hips deeply into your own. You could feel his hot cum flood into your lower stomach. Adam didn't pull out, he simply rested his hands on the counter and bend his tall body over you. He smashed his lips into your own.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, keeping him in locked into the messy kiss.
Adam disconnected your lips and moved to leave kisses all over your face. You thoroughly enjoyed Adam’s affection. He pressed his nose into the side of your face, and then he gently bit your cheek.
You giggled at Adam, slapping his shoulder. He pressed one last kiss to your cheek and then he untangled your sweaty bodies. When Adam pulled out his cock, you felt painfully empty.
“Can’t you get me pregnant?” You whined.
Adam’s dick twitched, but he still pulled his pants back up. He chuckled, before suddenly squinting his eyes at you. His hand reached out and he pressed his fingers into your arm. Right where the birth control implant is implanted. He looked relived to find it still there.
“What? You think I cut it out?” You raised your eyebrow at him. “Seriously?”
“You are crazy and unpredictable.” Adam saw the offended look on your face, “Of fucking course, that’s what I love about you.” He took your cheeks into his hands and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
He is lucky you love him so much. You'd forgive that man anything.
“I need to get going, baby.” Adam made his way to the window, “Let’s hope I don't break my fucking neck.”
You watched Adam leave through the window, dropping into the garden. He carefully maneuvered around the garden, getting to the front door. Once you couldn't see him anymore, you jumped into the shower.
If there was any chance of you getting pregnant, you'd probably awkwardly move your body as not to wash Adam’s cum off. Sadly, it doesn’t matter. One day, though, you will be off that birth control.
Adam was right, you were already thinking of when you could cut the implant out.
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“I don't get why this shit has to be so complicated.” Adam squinted at the laptop screen. It was an ancient machine, and you currently had to open a password-protected file for Adam. You had a parent on each side.
“Uhm—”
“You have to double-click on it!” Your mother interrupted you.
“I did.” You tried to stay calm. Having her leg press into your own made you want to rip your skin off.
Adam shifted. He held the paper with the password towards you. You mumbled out a thanks.
“Do you already know which countries you’re going to expand to?” You tried your hand at small talk.
Adam sighed, “Jus’ Canada. Some other states, too.”
“I told him to take up Europe, but he refuses.” Your mother complained.
“I fucking hate business trips. I hate business! I started this shit to feed my family, and now I have too many employees to count—stupid paperwork! Don't get me started on the fucking paperwork!” This is a discussion they have had multiple times now.
You typed in the password, and Adam’s face lit up. “Okay, sweetheart, now send it to the lawyer. Shit—I wrote down the email address somewhere…” His eyes scanned the paper.
“You think he will choose you over me? Continue dreaming.” Your mother whispered.
Your head whirled around towards her. “What?”
She looked confused. “What? I didn't say anything.”
“Oh.” You continued your typing. Her breath brushed against your ear, and she laughed at you. All you could do was bite your lip and ignore it.
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You haven't slept in weeks. She is mocking you. Through the walls, behind your back, when you think you are alone. Her voice is in your head, burned in. She is like a brain tumour.
You wish she would just leave for work, but she seems oh so comfortable at home. Your home. The home you share with Adam, and she hasn't bothered to visit for longer than 2 weeks at a time. She should leave. She should die. You wish your words held the power to kill people.
Adam and you would be the only people on this planet left, and you’d repopulate humanity with him.
When you left your room, you felt exposed. It didn’t help that your mother was there. She held some wall paint samples in her hand and held them against the walls.
“Which one do you prefer? Forest green, or garnet red?” Your mother asked.
“Uh, green.” You mumble out.
“Mhm.” That is all she said. Her brows were furrowed. “They both look bad; the shades don’t fit. Like you.” She adjusted the crutches under her arms. She made her way back to the stairs, probably to get new samples.
“You know that I hate you.” Came her cold voice.
You turned around and then walked after her. She was just about to go down the stairs.
“Why?” You decided to confront her.
“Why what?”
“Why do you hate me?” You hissed out.
Your mother seemed irritated and turned to look at you. “What are you talking about?”
“You just said that you hate me!”
“I said no such thing? Is something wrong with your ears?” Her body was tense, but then she looked at you. She frowned at the eye bags and your dishevelled appearance. “Are you okay?”
“What do you care about my well-being? Since you hate me so much!”
“I have never—you should go to sleep. You look awful.” She just rolled her eyes at you.
“Oh, so I look awful, and you hate me.”
“Why are you putting words in my mouth? I didn't say you look awful?!”
“You just did! You just said I look awful and that I should never leave my room again!”
Your mother pressed her lips tightly together. “I have to go talk to Adam.” When she turned around to finally wobble back down the stairs, she added, “We are going to try for another child—a daughter to replace you.”
Cold fear gripped your heart. It was quickly replaced with anger.
Since you were a child, you fantasized about her dying. Her plane crashes, or her car, maybe she suddenly develops a deadly allergy to peanuts, and you can watch her face swell while she dies. She would plead for your help, and you’d deny it to her.
This isn't the time for daydreaming, but for actions. With her broken leg, you actually have an advantage over her. Your mother is taller than you, and even though she is thin, she regularly works out. She could easily overpower you when she is at full health.
The cast ended right before her knee, and before you could make up your mind, you slammed your foot into the back of her knee.
There was yelling, her body falling down the stairs, while cracks sounded through the house. When she landed at the bottom, you simply watched her body. It was folded in a way that screams pain.
For once, your mind was calm.
You were slow to walk down the stairs. There was some blood splattered, but it was only a few drops. When you arrived, you simply stood beside her. She was still breathing, but with her neck at that angle, she shouldn't be alive for long.
She was being tortured physically, and sure, she might feel some betrayal over your kick, but she needs to suffer more. She hit you. She belittled you. Made you feel small, ugly, unworthy. All in the name of protecting you, to control you, and raise you to be something you are clearly not.
You let fake panic bleed into your voice, “Mommy, how could you? You abandoned me, only to let an evil man into our home! He touches me! He hurts me, and you did nothing!” You bent down to look into her horrified eyes, “For that, I will have my revenge.”
The bunnies on your slippers were cute. It was easy to press the tip down on her chin. You slowly put more and more pressure until finally, her neck snapped. Her breath stopped and the light left her eyes.
You aren't sure how long you watch her dead body, but at some point your mouth moves on its own, and you scream for Adam.
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The funeral was dull and annoying.
Your biological father was crying as if his wife died. Adam glared at him so much that you were sure they were going to throw hands in the parking lot. They didn't, and you lost that bet to Cain.
There were nasty rumours going around. That Adam killed your mother. The police believed it, for a few days at least. The evidence was in his favour, tho. He was working on your car while your mother died, and the security camera outside clearly picks up how screamed for him at her time of death.
After that, everyone decided it was a freak accident. You stuck with your story, you changed no details, and at some point, you even believed the story yourself. She was already down the stairs when you found her. Yes, you did hear a crash but you just thought it was her crutches, really!
You don’t think black suits you. You stared yourself down in the bathroom mirror. Squinting your eyes at yourself, you didn't recognize yourself. Your mother is looking right at you.
Even though you didn't move a muscle, the mirror image moved her mouth. Your mother’s voice rang in your ear, “You will never get rid of me.” It taunted you. “I am missed and loved, unlike you.”
Your hands rummaged through the sink cabinet, and you pulled out the scissors you use to trim your hair. You rolled up your dress sleeve and then pressed the tip of the blade right where the implant sits. With a deep breath, you had blood drip on the tiles.
Once you decided you had cut deep enough, you dug the implant out of your arm. You smashed the thing into the toilet. You sighed and pulled out the emergency kit with one arm. Bandaged up your arm and rolled your sleeve back down.
You cleaned up the blood with toilet paper, threw it into the toilet and finally flushed it down. You washed your hands and left the bathroom.
Adam hasn't been in the master bedroom since she died, and he has been sleeping on the couch. That is when he sleeps. He haunts this house now.
He was sprawled around on the couch, his suit still on, but the tie was loosened.
“You want tea?” You ask him carefully.
“Fuck no.” He rubbed his forehead, “Bring me the fucking scotch.”
You moved quickly, getting the bottle with his glass. When you came back to the living room, Adam was already sitting. You sat down beside him and filled the glass two fingers full.
He took a sip, “This is good shit. You are a good girl.”
“Thanks.” You pulled your legs up, burying your face into your knees.
“You still sufferin’ from that stomach bug?” He asked while refilling his glass.
“Kinda? I will be fine. I think I am just stressed because of graduation.” You pick at the lint on your socks. “And everything else.”
“Hm. You already know where you wanna move with all your money?” He teased you.
“Nowhere! Ugh, you can have the house.”
Adam laughed, “Sole beneficiary is crazyyyyyy. Fuck, your dad’s face was so funny. He really thought he would get anything.”
“Maybe we should move, so he can’t visit ever again.” You wonder out loud.
“Maybe.” He seems to be lost in thought.
While Adam was daydreaming, you let yourself fall to the side. The couch smells like Adam, and you buried your face into a throw pillow.
“Hey! You are going to sleep in my bed?” He shook your leg. You just kicked at him.
“I am sleeping.” You grumbled.
“Where the fuck do I sleep?”
“Guest room? My room? I don't care. Good night—give me a blanket!” You demanded.
Adam rolled his eyes. You could hear him shuffle around, and he actually did throw a blanket over you. “Good night, you brat.” With that he left.
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“Hey, Mary.”
The girl across from you looked up from her plate. Right now, her baby boy was sleeping, and she was eating the chocolate cake like someone was going to take it away from her. One moment she says motherhood is the best thing to happen to her, the next she told you how she has to go to the hospital for an abscess in her chest caused by breastfeeding.
“Yeah?” Her eyes flickered back to her plate.
You looked at your own plate, and the texture and smell of the cake you usually love made you feel like throwing up. “How did you know you were pregnant?”
She choked on her cake.
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Even if you didn't want it to, Adam’s alarm wakes you up. It didn't really matter if it didn't, your daughter wakes 15 minutes later.
He was pulling up his pants while you sat up in bed. You wiped your drool away. “I dreamt that we were like stranded on this island. And then beasts chased us.”
Adam chuckled, “Maybe you shouldn't watch River Monsters before bed.”
You sighed, “Next time, in my dream, I will let you get eaten.”
“So rude, baby.” Adam pulled his shirt over his head. Then, he went to your side of the bed and pressed a kiss on top of your head. His hand reached for the pill organiser by your bed, and he popped out the pills for the day.
You reluctantly took them from him. You washed them down with the water bottle by your bed. Getting up from the bed, you made your way to the bathroom. Adam’s hand on your shoulder held you back, and you turned to him.
He squeezed your cheeks, “Show me your mouth.”
You rolled your eyes and opened your mouth. You even moved your tongue to make it pass faster.
“Why are you glarin’ at me? You wanna have a psychotic break again?” He glared right back at you.
“You hate me.” You shook him off, continuing on your way to the bathroom.
“I don't hate you—” Adam walked after you, “This is for your health.”
“My health, which you hate.” You attempted to close the bathroom door on him, but his foot was wedged in between the frame.
“Why are you so stubborn? You said yourself you are doing better! Give me a kiss.” He demanded while you turned your face away from him.
Before you could respond, a cry was heard from the baby monitor.
“Go to her. I seriously have to pee.”
Adam was already on his way before you spoke. When you finished your business, you went to your daughters room. Bunnies were painted on her wall and it was decorated in soft pastel colours. Adam had her on his big arm, and he cooed at her.
“She is so big already.” You said, brushing a curl from her chubby face.
“Don’t say that.” Adam pouted. “I have to actually stay home today. I have to watch her so she doesn't grow too fucking fast.”
You laughed, “You have to get to that meeting,” The baby stretched her arms out towards you and you gladly took her. “Good morning, Eden.” You smiled at her and she smiled back.
When Adam came back from work you were in the kitchen. He heard sniffling and sobs and he practically slammed into the kitchen. Adam saw the knife in your hands and the crying and where is Eden—
You turned around, “If you ever want onions again, you have to cut them yourself. I am never doing that again.” You put the knife down and moved to open a window.
He sighed in relief. “Fuck. That’s fine by me.” He watched you wash your hands, “Where is Eden?” He tried to be casual. This wasn't her nap time.
“She is sleeping. She has a bit of a fever. I already called her doctor, she said to keep an eye on it.” You were chewing on your lips in worry, “I am making chicken soup for her, but then I realised she doesn't even eat solids yet.”
Adam relaxed and chuckled. He wrapped his arms around you, “Babies get sick. They are stronger than you think. Otherwise fucking humanity would have died out already.”
You buried your face into his chest. “I know. She's just so small, you know? And—and I love her so much.”
“I know, sweetheart. We both love you, too.” He brushed his hand over your head. “Sooooo fucking much.”
“I just…I don't get it.” You went back to sniffling.
“What is it?”
“I could never be mean to her, or—or hurt her, or leave her.” Even though your voice was muffled, you kept your face pressed into Adam’s shirt. “Ever.”
“I know, baby girl. No child deserves that. You are doing everything right.”
“…I will lock her in the attic. So she stays safe and with me.”
Adam pushed you away from him, “And you were doing so fucking good.”
“Excuse me?! I am always doing good.” You stuck your tongue out at him.
He pointed his finger at you, “I will lock you in the attic. See how you like it.”
Your whole face lit up, “Promise? I'd even take the basement.”
Adam deadpanned at you. “Go take care of our sick daughter while I finish dinner.”
You sulked on your way to her, “I am banished…To child rearing…By my husband…Who hates me…”
“Go!” Adam yelled at you with a smile he struggled to contain.
Okay it's finished idk what else I could add
It's a good place to end it and it's what? 7k words? gosh you're insane
woke up from a nap, checked to see if u replied to my last ask and found the fic you just posted!! what!!!?!? heaven has just opened up in the sky just for me i swear
here’s my stupid rambling about your writing because i’m now insane:
i’m actually crying and shivering right now, tears streaming down my face, my heart has shattered into a million tiny pieces and i will never ever recover..
honestly? idfk what this says about me but i think my favorite part was when adam was hesitating just before The Mistake and reader whined about him not loving her n being manipulative tm and he was fumbling to fixthe issue to prove to her that he did, that he’d do anything.. i want it so bad it’s disgusting, everything would be right in the world if i had that, absolutely pathetic
“‘I want this.’ You knew he didn’t.” honey? i feel like I’ve been STABBED and i’m holding out my hands and asking for more pleeease make me bleed
and then that end??? i felt sick ‘cause lord that feeling was visceral
GOD I HATE HIM SO MUCH AND I LOVE HIM I WANNA BEAT HIMN UP WITH A DUSTY BRICK, AND I DO NOT DISCRIMINATE, SAME TREATMENT FOR THE READER both these idiotsd need somw fuckingcorrection
what shocked me is tbh?? a lot of this felt was like it was ripped straight out of my daydreams, esp with the childhood backstory…. this is sorcery
AND!! YOU EVEN ADDED THE SLUSHIE MACHINE !!! that scene made me want a tasty drink:( ugh….
anyway all of it was such a treat to read, loved every agonizing word of it 💔💔 i am destroyed and so happy.. i need to sit and contemplate about some things…. doctor is prescribing me fluff for this devastating turn i’ve taken, i’m off
thank you so much for this!!! you deserve all the appreciation and praise in the world!!!! you should take a break and relax, baby, you’ve earned it
i’m on my knees kissing your hands<3
- inbox fort
ngl I was going to take it down when I woke up cause I started overthinking it? I wasn’t sure if the pacing was right cause yesterday when I was reading over it I ended up changing A LOT!! but I’m so glad you enjoyed it!!
I don’t know if I portrayed it right but I wanted Adam to be completely vulnerable and unable to say no when it comes to reader!! I wanted her to come off more manipulative? In my head Adam doesn’t see it as cheating unless his dick is inside a hole so that’s kind of why he became hesitant!! I also wanted to make it nastier so that’s where it came from… I want pathetic adam sooooo bad!!
I wasn’t sure if the ending felt natural but I wanted it to happen the way it did!! However it was also completely changed yesterday!! Usually when I write a fic I have an idea of how I want things to go? However I had a very brief idea when it came to this and ended up changing my mind a lot and coming up with ideas- which is probably why it took so long!! I’m so self critical when I publish my work and I just wasn’t feeling any of the ideas-
I like when my writing evokes horniness, depression and anger so I feel well achieved!! adam will blame reader for HIS decision but also reader is very at fault for coercion… I wanted the, both to be horrible!! now that I actually finished it I have ideas for a part two but my forte is oneshots and this is my worst one of my fics has done? I’m okay with that though tbh-
I’m glad I can bring your daydreams to life in the form of fanfiction!!
yes a lot of the scenes that were made regarding the slushy machine and the hot tub were based off my best friends dads mansion lol!! I thought it would be less daunting to write something personal to me because I had no idea what direction I wanted this fic to go!! I will make you a drink don’t worry!!
I would tell you to read another one of my fics for comfort but none of them are remotely comforting… I wrote fluff on my other account but it’s not about Adam-
thank you!! now that it’s over I feel the urge to write more? I have so many ideas buzzing now that I don’t feel tied down? So I might start writing but don’t quote me because it takes me months most days…
sending you all the love I seriously appreciate an in depth analysis and telling me what you like when I hate the work!! It makes me see a new spin on it and appreciate it more so thank you babe!!
summer breeds our love.
brother adam x sister reader!!
synopsis: adam is your older brother that you only see every summer in the summer home your parents own, he was always yours. He’d always belong to you, obviously? But Adam’s new girlfriend Eve is getting in the way of adam and you. So what better way to make adam choose you than play him at his own game?
tags: fem reader!! slight lucifer morningstar x reader, slight adam x eve, brother/sister INCEST (don’t like don’t interact), non con, non con elements, dub con, dub con elements, power dynamics, codependency, abusive relationships, adam is physically abusive, slight corruption,virginity taking, jealousy, slight food play, cheating, tit sucking, slight dacryphilia, slight religious guilt, flashing, nudes, incestous pregnancy mention, pregnancy mention, marriage mention, p in v, pussy eating, smut, plot with porn, mental illness, angst, unhappy endings, lucifer and eve are used as props to make each other jealous, adam has a victim complexes and blames reader for his shitty decisions, adam and reader don’t know how to be normal siblings, reader is NOT a girls girl to eve, reader hates eve because she’s jealous and will blame her over adam, adam and reader are horrible and abusive to each other but codependent on each other. let me know if I missed any tags!!
a/n: yeah I said I would post this in December? I’m a pathological liar and you should all know that… okay sorry guys please enjoy!! my adhd is sniping me!!
You want her dead. It was petty and undeniably harsh that you already had a deep rooted hatred for your brother’s new girlfriend, Eve. The tiny voice in the back of your head tried to rationalise and reason why you couldn’t stand her.
She was beautiful, despite it annoying you beyond belief. Her dark skin and perfect braids were hard to compete with and the body to match. Body standards were controlled by Eve and those perfect curves and her pretty doe eyes. No wonder why Adam was pussy whipped.
You’d tried to be happy for Adam but jealousy was a sick feeling that gnawed at you like the devil incarnate. Maybe it was because he was severely overcompensating for her and catering to every beck and whim. You knew his ego was brutally crushed when Lilith had cheated on him a year prior. And you’d heard through the grape vine of university gossip he’d put his pride aside to eat girls out.
You had liked Lilith when she’d become a development in your life because she knew that in Adam’s eyes you’d always be first. He was your everything and you were his. She could respect that you guys were close. You knew the love they shared was nothing but fake, a charade put on by your parents for views and partnership deals. She was good to you regardless of having no real interest in your brother who you so eagerly attempted to please, she could respect that. But you weren’t so sure she’d be so respective of the sensual touches and desperate kisses you’d both shared once upon a time…
Your parents worrying about public approval and how their family unit looked was always way more important that your existence and upbringing. They doted on Adam like he was a miracle, and he truly was. To them. You consistently were shoved to the side in favour of Adam and his sheer perfection. Whatever nanny they hired to keep you occupied while they worshiped him was nobodg in comparison to the only person who seen you as more than a mistake since your birth, Adam.
Growing up with Adam meant being pushed to the side. But he was still your affectionate older brother that every girl in your grade crushed on. The affection he showered you in was oh so familiar and normal growing up. And even when you didn’t need someone to stay in your bed because there was thunder outside. You’d overcome that fear so long ago thanks to him but you knew he still desired your warmth and proximity, so when he’d slip into bed in the late hours you’d whine and bury your face deep into his chest. He’d always helped you growing up with homeworks so paying him back felt mandatory. So helping your brother by letting him slide his tongue in your mouth wasn’t uncommon! The love you both share would never be understood by those on the outside of your bubble that you grew up in and that’s why Adam buried it deep in his memories after he left for university.
The long embraces, passionate kisses you shared that would never be mentioned once the sun rose, neither would the way you’d feel his cock twitch against you as you kissed. He whisper sweet nothings as you enjoyed the only attention you’d ever received. The boy at school didn’t know your body as well as Adam did. They didn’t know what you liked. But he did. He was forever and always yours.
Maybe that was why you hated this girl so much! She was taking what was rightfully yours which was causing you major distress and zero wetness that built in your bikini bottoms because of the lack of attention Adam was giving you!!! He’d usually have his arms wrapped around your waist by now and whispering into your ear how much he missed his baby.
If you pouted enough and bitched and whined Adam would probably shower you in some form of attention, things would return to a state of normal for a week and then you’d wait until some family holiday to see him and hardly speak more than five sentences to him. Unfortunately for him you didn’t exactly like being civil or being his second choice.
A triumphant knock echoed from the front door of your family’s summer house, loud enough to make your ears prick from where you lay in the garden taking you from your malicious thoughts about the girl sat in front of you. A smile plastered itself on your face as you slid into your overly expensive sandals adam had graciously purchased for you last summer after you’d whined about the gravel being hot on your bare feet.
You practically danced your way to the front door, pausing only at the mirror to wipe the sweat that had accumulated on your brow and to slightly position your hair and maybe slightly pull your bikini top down in great succession before pulling open the front door.
‘Lu, you came!!’ You squealed in delight as the man in front of you perked up at your presence, embracing you in his arms.
‘Of course I did, I wouldn't pass up an invitation to spend time with my favourite girl. Look how grown up you are!’ He pulls away from the embrace he had initiated to get a better look at you, his face flushing a tinge when he noticed your cleavage.
‘Yeah it’s been a while since graduation and I’m in university now!!’ You chimed almost too innocently, though he could tell by the way you leaned against the doorframe with your tongue ever so slightly licking at your bottom lip that you were very aware of what you were doing.
‘And yet I haven’t even seen you around campus, you don’t wanna come say hello?’ He teased a grin that was pulling up at his lips, he had such a pretty smile. It was almost like you caught some infection you were smiling too almost giggling at his playful tone.
‘Well I can say hello now, can’t I?’ You hummed lowly like it was a secret shared between you both. You could feel his breath fanning against your face as he scrambled for words, wow growing up and having this effect on men was such an ego booster.
‘Lucifer.’ You jumped slightly at the commanding voice behind you, your older brother Adam. You weren’t expecting him to ditch his pampered princess who sat awaiting him in the backyard to follow you to the front door. Although, he was your brother and could probably sense your intentions. He knew from the various times he’d tried to make you jealous that you could be a real bitch in return, why should he expect any different now? You could hear the underlying rage in his tone as he towered behind you. He was wielding a beer like he was going to smash it over Luci’s head. The adrenaline rush made you dizzy with delight.
‘Adam, it’s good to see you. Been a while.’ Lucifer answered promptly though the adoration his voice held for you was dropped seeing his ‘best friend.’ You turned to Adam to see him glaring daggers as you and the man in front of you. It was performative at best, you hoped if you riled him up enough he’d back you up against some wall and kiss you till your legs gave out. Oh if only!
‘Come in!’ You cheered the joy in your voice unmistakable. Adam’s frowned deepened, his hand reaching to touch your shoulder. It was working! Although you know he’d never hurt you his touch was cold and rough as he pulled you backwards slightly like he was protecting you from a wild animal. He had always been like that, distant to anyone who existed outside of your bubble. He never let outsiders inside what was his. And that was you. He’d allowed Lucifer and Lillith in and they broke his trust, you knew he’d never let anyone inside your personalised space again.
‘Come ‘ere.’ Adam grunted, pulling you across to one of the various hallways of your summer house. Lucifer waited in the foyer despite knowing this house like the back of his hand, he hummed slightly tapping his foot waiting for Adam to finish his little temper tantrum with you in the centre like the eye of a hurricane.
You rolled your eyes and Adam pulled you around almost like he was trying to gain some semblance of control at your defiance. ‘Adam where are we going?’ You whined, planting your feet causing him to stop his pursuit. Being bratty could be a speciality of yours and he knew that, and played into it like it was his assigned role. He’d never been good at keep his emotions under wraps and it was what you relied on when trying to grab his attention away from that bitch outside.
‘Far away from that fucking snake.’ He hissed like saying his name would burn his tongue. ‘What the fuck is your problem? You invited that stupid twink here?’ He grunted clearly annoyed and hints of betrayal in his tone. Oh so he couldn’t catch the hint of the fact you were angry and very neglected? Despite it being a rouse for his affection you were utterly betrayed at his lack of attention towards you and his immediate separation from the bond you both shared.
‘He’s your best friend, no? He comes here every summer Adam! Mom and dad love him and so do I. Just because you’re having some petty fight with him doesn’t mean I can’t have here as my guest, you literally are eye fucking that girl Eve outside!!’ Your voiced raised as you got angrier and Adam seemed to share the sentiment. The way his face contorted in rage made your bikini bottoms wet. Were you meant to feel this way about your brother?
‘Petty fight? He slept with Lilith last year when I invited them both here?’ He isn’t welcome here anymore!’ He growled, protective as always. It’s what you counted and relied on.
Being bratty with Adam was never a good idea but fucking with him was on so fun! And despite hating to admit oh so sexy. ‘why don’t you focus on wining and dining little miss flavour of the month and I’ll go suck off my guest?’ You teased but Adam could hear the truth behind yours words as he yelled down the hallway as you skipped back to the foyer calling you some prostitution whore. Maybe you were a whore, but only for him.
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You were currently debating on whether inviting Lucifer was one of your greatest ideas to date or some horrible mistake. Adam was severely sulking while Eve was trying to connect some dots from a story Adam would never share, and it was annoying. He’d now become more protective over her instead of you!! He had his hand on her thigh rubbing circles into her dark skin, he was self soothing and she giggled at the sensation. You wished that was you but at least you now had someone to undress you with their eyes. You could see the way that luci ran his tongue over his lips while staring at your ass through the reflection of your sunglasses that lay dormant between your fingers. Your smile widened.
‘luci?’ You sighed placing the glasses down by your side to look in his direction. He was already staring eager for conversation. ‘yeah?’ he questioned his brow furrowing a fraction.
‘I wanna tan my back!! Can you help me?’ You asked batting your lashes seductively and pushing yourself close to him slightly so he could get a good shot of your cleavage while reaching for the bottle of sunscreen that was conveniently right there.
‘Y-yeah of course!’ He chirped without hesitation, moving his hands to grab the bottle of sunscreen from yours. You turned around moving your hair from your back and pushed your ass closed to him temptingly, you felt his half hard dick press against you. He groaned slightly watching you desperately flail around for his attention. He was sensitive and part of you loved control.
‘Something the matter?’ You almost whispered, nobody should intrude on this long awaited moment. Surely he wouldn’t pussy out because Adam was right there? But knowing Luci he really didn’t like Adam enough to care what he thought! He knew your game and that was to frustrate Adam as much as possible.
‘Not at all’ he said, moving his hands to your shoulders and gently rubbing the cream into them. It was pure bliss as he moved his intricate hands down your back untangling knots from stress while he worked. You moaned slightly biting your lip to keep it concealed. When he reached your lower back he paused for a brief moment.
‘You want me to keep going?’ He mumbled almost as if it would pain him to stop. ‘Please.’ You whined eyes glossy. Fuck he could finger you right here and you’d never ask for more. He moved his hands down to your ass groping fervently as he worked! Your head fell back and you let out a breathy moan at the friction, the wetness in your panties was probably visible.
You heard a sudden smash of a glass hitting the concrete and you jumped slightly to see Adam staring at you in disgust. You paid him no mind as you turned around and sat on Luci’s lap. You heard the scrape of the chair against the floor and Adam’s heavy footsteps as he retreated inside, Eve not far behind calling for him as confusion laced her tone. She’d never anticipate the relationship between you both.
You giggled slightly at Adam’s antics. ‘Thank fuck he’s gone, now we can get to the good shit.’ You sighed, pulling him closer and wrapping your arms around his neck and things around your waist and finally closing the gap between your lips thinking of what it would be like to kiss your brother.
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It had been three days!! THREE. WHOLE. DAYS!! You were aware Adam was excellent at holding grudges and being oh so fucking petty but three days and he wouldn’t even look at you, three days and he wouldn’t even acknowledge you. Three whole fucking days.
It was fine to an extent, he’d lock himself in his room while you and Luci got to play high-school sweethearts who reunited for the summer like dumb kids in-love while Adam was out of the way. But every time you’d move your lips against his you were wishing Adam would yell from behind a corner telling him enough was enough and that he’d overstepped a mark. Pure unfiltered jealously would seep through and you’d belong to him again. Maybe then he’d kiss you like he did so long ago and things would feel right. He’d kick out that girlfriend of his and take you as his own.
Nothing of the sort ever happened. You’d tried to go to his room last night, maybe you were expecting him to welcome you or be sneaking outside of the room his girlfriend delicately rested in to find you and ravage you. Maybe you’d apologise and things would go back to the way they were and he’d kiss you so reverently and maybe even fuck you but before you could knock you could hear the slapping of skin and the moans that reverberated the echoey walls. You paused and your stomach dropped and churned in agony as you turned on your heel from the stupid sappy couple that were making love and went back to your room.
You cried all night after that, you were officially demoted and replaced! That was me at to be you. You were known as the university prude for fuck sake! Always batting those lashes at any guy who’d ask to sleep with you, but you’d pout and say you were waiting. You were assured by friends there was hundreds of dollars riding on who’d take your virginity. And it was safe to say that your money was on Adam, oh no the tables had turned.
You heard the whirring of the fancy machine in front of you pause and pull you from your thoughts of self deprecation that lingered from hearing your brother fuck some other girl. Maybe it was for the better that your brother would never see you the way you saw him. It was past midnight at least but you could enjoy the slushy machine that made amazing frozen cocktails that adam bought for this summer. You had sent him a link of that and an ice cream machine and he’d bought both for you without a fuss. You didn’t even get to say thank you.
The red, sugary, strawberry concoction looked appealing as you poured it into one of your parents long since abandoned fancy martini glasses. Your parents had rarely bothered with you growing up, and ever since you became an adult and were no longer legally their problem so they’d only spoken to you at family events. It was the reason why you’d been so attached to Adam all your life. It hurt to see his change of heart so abruptly even if you were a key motivator.
Adam was their golden child and the only child they’d actually wanted. Your mother managing to get pregnant with you only a few weeks postpartum was a fluke and what she described as a ‘complete and utter mistake.’ Your father would mutter things like ‘You’re lucky God forbid murder or your mother would have had an abortion.’ He had no real morals lying under his shield of religion he’d brought you up to believe.
But adam? He didn’t see you as a mistake, he’d never see you as anything less than perfection! To adam you were every answer in a world of confusion. Ever since you were a little girl he’d felt this need to protect and defend you and in a way he’d believed that his best friend lucifer had the same intentions.
Once in a game or middle school truth or dare lucifer had admitted his crush on you and adam didn’t speak to him for a whole week! You’d never pressed why he’d come into your room every night since, not speaking a word but placing his arms around you like a protective shield. That was his role the overprotective and slightly overbearing older brother.
But when you hit the age of puberty he understood lucifer completely. It was completely mortifying for him to find his little sister at all attractive and even worse get a hard on by simply stare at her developing body. He’d lie and say he felt sick when you asked if you could stay in his bed too ashamed to admit that his dick couldn’t bare to see the sight of you in those new skimpy, tight pyjamas he’d bought for you with his allowance.
He’d try to fill the void with mindless high-school girls. Girls who didn’t matter in the slightest to him, but no matter how hard he tried they’d never make him cum the way you did with those pretty little lips and those oh so sweet eyes.
He’d saw one of those jocks from your year flirting with you, and that’s when he knew he needed to have you and needed you all to himself. He’d commend you for being the best little sister ever by helping with his embarrassing predicament of not being able to kiss!!
The only person who’d ever shown you kindness in your life was adam. You knew he didn’t mean anything malicious and you wanted to pay back the years of debt you owed him in this favour. You’d kiss him and allow him to slip his tongue in your mouth and moan ever so slightly to show that he was doing good because you loved him. You loved him the way a sister should love her brother. The way a girl should love a boy who spent him weekly allowance on simply buying her essentials her parents ‘forgot’ or ‘didn’t feel the need to buy.’ This wasn’t weird this was gratitude!
Adam knew that at the end of the day this wasn’t how he should love his sister and he’d manipulated the situation at hand and forced you to be close to him for different reasons that you’d intended and when you started to get more handsy with him at night the knot in his stomach twisted in guilt and how he’d corrupted you to infatuation. He had all he wanted and still took advantage of the one thing good and pure thing in his life. He swore after he’d moved out he’d give it up because you couldn’t be that attached but oh boy was he wrong!
Your thoughts shifted slightly once adam had left for college. While Adam had expected you to pull apart you grew fonder and more desperate at his absence. You were only a year behind him and imagined yourself moving in with him until he’d started mentioning this new girl lillith. It was weird. You’d never been the jealous type because besides adam you didn’t have any romantic interest in other guys! You missed the late nights of Adam sneaking into your room asking for ‘practice’ but you both knew the true intention and you were just too embarrassed to admit to it. Or maybe you were just too naive.
You missed that more than you should and that’s when you realised how you’d felt. Only took you years to catch on the way that most other girls felt about their brothers wasn’t the same as the way you felt about yours. You’d excuse it with anger from your parent’s neglect. Maybe if they were more present they would’ve taught you what normal sibling relationships were and maybe then you wouldn’t be here, in their summer house sipping on a homemade strawberry daiquiri that has too much vodka in it.
You shimmied your way outside despite it being bitterly cold and goosebumps mounted their way onto your flesh in a flurry. The steps down to the lake front were marble and cold. You had left your towel in the sauna earlier and then came back inside for your drink that tasted more like sorbet than a cocktail. Moving down the last step you stridedover to the hot tub. Slipping off your cover up and placing your phone and drink on the edge of the hot tub you stepped inside feeling the heat that radiated.
Despite the air being cold at this time of night the hot tub submerged you in complete warmth. You lay back as you scooped at your near ice cream concoction. And sighed in relief. It was nice to be alone with your thoughts sometimes, but not great for prolonged periods of time! The more you’d sit alone with your thoughts the more you’d think about Adam, the more you’d think about how you are a terrible person for feeling no guilt about wanting to fuck your own brother. There was something severely wrong with you but acknowledging it meant you weren’t entirely psychotic? Right?
You picked up your phone and simply scrolled through your apps before landing on the dreaded clock app and doom scrolling like your life depended on it. You weren’t sure how long you’d been scrolling for but when you came back to your senses your drink was finished and your balance was off. You couldn’t be that drunk from however many mills of vodka you’d poured into that forsaken machine. But your head started slightly spinning from having to think coherently. Grabbing your phone into your hand you moved to your messaging app.
‘hey u awake’
‘I misss you pls talk 2 me’
‘fuck u’
Typing was becoming a challenge for you as you typed to adam incoherently, you huffed and groaned slightly when you noticed a figure staring over at you from the balcony. It was Adam and from this view he could see you clearly.
He stared at you whilst sipping on a can of beer he’d gotten from the fridge, you were surprised he was even awake at stupid o’clock in the morning. You waved in his direction regardless of your brain telling you to act angry at him for even a few seconds more.
Witnessing your wave adam smirked slightly in triumph before nodding his head in acknowledgement. Was that all? You rolled your eyes at him slinking back down to your seated position and crossed your arms… how could you grab his attention?
Lifting your head back up to see his eyes trained on your figure you giggled at your ridiculous drunken plan! Sliding your arms into the air and making sure adam was still watching you grabbed at the bottom of your bikini top pulling it up to expose your breasts, only the lower half to begin but as Adam’s eyes grew in surprise and he looked almost lustful? You continued moving it past your nipples and then above your head and chucking it on the ground behind you, so swiftly. You hoped it looked seductive as you fumbled about in your drunken state. Morals were ridden of, maybe now he’d come down and fuck you like he did to Eve.
Adam’s jaw was agape in surprise but you didn’t stop, shifting down to change your position and keep your boobs im his view you shimmied to take off the bikini bottoms you wore. Sliding them down one thigh and the other you hastily removed them to become fully naked despite adam not being able to see.
Adam looked impressed at how straight forward you were being and you interpreted the look in his eyes as want, he wanted you bad! Focusing back on adam he shifted down to your submerged pussy. He moved his fingers in a motioning upwards signal like he was asking for you to show your entire body off. You obliged quickly propping up your entire exposed frame into view. The coldness of the nights air made your nipples harden and perk up and adam bit his lip.
Before you could tell, what he was doing he palmed his phone and took a full flash photo of you naked, he stared down at the photo fondly before refocusing back on you with a smile. A smile of purity like this should be shared between you both. That he had been depraved of a human need and now he was finally realising what he needed more than anything. You moved your hand to beckon him down and his smile faltered a fraction, the alcohol in your head thought you’d imagined it but the way Adam’s chuckle ran through the night sky made you pause. What?
He shook his head at you and started typing on his phone and then stopped almost like he was contemplating. He looked back up at you before tilting his head to look at you fondly and then turned away and let himself back inside leaving you alone.
You were confused, just two seconds ago he was taking photos of you naked and now he had a moral compass? what the fuck? You fully emerged from the hot tub and walked around to the sauna next door wrapping a towel around yourself in pursuit to take back your actions. You cousins even look down at your body as you sobbed violently into your palms.
Why didnt adam want you? Why did he think he couldn’t just come down and admire you closer? Why did you fuck everything up? Why couldn’t you just be his?
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You had long since abandoned your bikini outside and opted for your cover up that barely did any covering up. It was one of those lightweight over the top of bikini kind of things that had holes in it but your father had stated when you’d worn it to a family bbq that it made you look like less of a slut. You thought you wouldn’t wear it again after that but now you felt the need to like some part of you was trying to preserve your modesty.
You padded the floors gently trying not to make the floorboards creak. You sniffled slightly rubbing at your eyes and then moving your hands to rub at your arms to self soothe. It didn’t work. Just as you were about to make it back to your room you saw a figure peaking inside.
You stopped dead I’m your tracks as the figure looked inside moving its head scanning your room before pulling back and closing the door, defeated and began walking towards you when it realised you were there. It was lucifer. He was half dressed and looked sexy as fuck. But no matter how sexy he ever looked he would never look or be Adam and that made your stomach churn.
‘whatcha doin?’ You hummed slightly with a little tired enthusiasm!! You smiled at his goofy grin because he was looking at you as if he hit the jackpot. He made you feel different from Adam but you pushed down the sinking feeling in your gut and let the attraction you had for luci overpower it.
‘I missed you.’ He hummed, moving towards you and placing his hands on your hips ever so slightly and embracing you. He moved his face into your neck. ‘like really missed you.’
You felt weird. Slightly wet and also thinking of how it would sound if adam was the one saying this to you. The way his breath would feel against your neck in this exact position. You wanted what you couldn’t have.
‘I missed you too.’ You whispered half-heartedly, muffled against his hair. He moved towards your lips and placed his lips on yours. You kissed him numbly, moving your hands to his chin and cupping his face gently.
He hummed in delight at the way your mouth moved against his and he could taste the faint strawberries and the overpowering vodka taste on your breath. ‘You been drinking?’ He hummed.
‘A little..’ You hummed, moving back to his lips and moving your tongue into his mouth. He didn’t protest and moved you against the door. You squealed in surprise as you moved your hands to his hair. Running your hands through his hair and pulling at it so he can be closer. He fumbles at the door handle and you pull away.
‘something wrong?’ He asks, confusion laces his tone.
‘we shouldn’t do this.’ You whisper, voice unsteady. You liked luci you had liked him for so long but that was it. You just liked him, you didn’t love him enough to give him your virginity. You thought you loved him and maybe you did, but the love you had for him didn’t even start to compare to the love you had for adam. The love you had for lucifer was more similar to a brotherly love, and the love you had for Adam was romantic. The feeling made you slightly sick. Why couldn’t you just be normal and love him the way you were supposed to?
‘what?’ His eyes were scanning you, confusion and hurt lacing his face. He looked as if you’d punched him in the gut.
‘luci, I’m sorry..’ you whispered but the way he looked was heartbroken. He pulled away slightly and backed up.
‘I should go..’ he suddenly stated, walking away.
‘Lucifer don’t be angry! I just-‘ even though you couldn’t do it. You couldn’t lose him. You already lost Adam.
‘No you don’t want this? You acted like this was all that you wanted and you push me away!’ He was bitter. Bitter cause he knew why you’d pushed him away. Bitter because he was finally realising why the university fraternity was betting on who’d fuck you first. Bitter because he finally realised why you were so similar to Adam. Bitter because if he’d pursued you sooner he wouldn’t be heartbroken right now and you wouldnt belong to Adam.
‘You’re acting like I led you on! We were never going to be together, you’re with lillith for fuck sake? If you thought that this was anything more than that you’re stupid.’ You yelled anger boiling over. Tonight had been hard and exhausting. And all you could think of was Adam. You were harsh and cruel but it felt fair and righteous so say it.
‘I guess I am stupid then! I thought you wanted me to come here because you loved me, not because you wanna prove some point to adam! why don’t you go fuck him instead seeing as all you do is try and prove yourself for a man who doesn’t want you!! I’m done!’ He yelled in retaliation. He was hurt and you both said things you didn’t mean.
‘whatever.’ You were both yelling and part of you thought he wouldn’t leave the other part thought he was using you for sex. You slammed the door behind you as you stormed into your room and sat on the edge of the bed.
Everything felt numb, despite you not loving him the way you should’ve you still cared. He was here for you always. He was your friend. He was the one who forced kids to play games with you even when they didn’t want to. He was the one who left games with you and adam to play with you instead. He was the one who always carried tissues cause he knew deep down you were a total crybaby.
You were still in a way a crybaby, the way the tears rolled down your cheeks proved that sentiment, you started hiccuping ever so slightly and brought your hands to your eyes to rub at them. Your knees were at your chin as you ran your hands over the bottom of your legs. You heard some muffled footsteps approaching but your crying stopped you from distinguishing the footsteps. You heard someone stop at your door and swing the door open in triumph. You turned your body away from the door.
‘lucifer, go away!’ you mumbled. Loud enough for him to hear but soft enough that he wouldn’t hear your crying.
‘Not lucifer.’ You heard the gruff voice that was Adam’s.
‘Adam.’ You whined, whipping your head around with feverish urgency and crying ever harder seeing him. He was clad in a sleep shirt and boxers and still holding a can of beer.
Adam hated seeing you cry, it was one of the worst gut wrenching feelings. From when you were born, and when you fell of your bike and scraped your knees, when you had your first big friendship fallout. Adam was always the one to comfort and soothe you. He’d always be there.
‘What’d that bastard do?’ He huffed. Slowly moving towards your bed, you could feel him dip down beside you and you moved to position yourself against him. You moved your head into his lap as you softly cried, he tried to soothe you by running his hands through your hair and waiting for your sobs to still.
‘nothing, why’re you here?’ You mumbled.
‘I heard my girl crying, had to come see what happened.’ He answered as if it was obvious.
‘did you hear me yell?’ You asked. Adam chuckled.
‘Fuck yeah I did. That dick deserved every second of it.’ You groaned into his thigh dejectedly.
‘He didn’t.. I just.. I fucked everything up!’ You whined. It was a sense of self pity and depreciation that adam had never been able to match. Growing up you’d never been as confident as you portrayed to others. Adams was always your collapse point.
‘He’s an asshole. He’s right though..’ Your heart skipped a beat. Adam agreeing with lucifer wanting to get in your pants? Punching him seemed like a great idea!!
‘You should fuck me instead.’ Your breath hitched in your throat as you brought yourself off of his lap and stood up looking him up and down. What?
‘I don’t need your pity adam, you’ve made it pretty clear this whole trip that you’d rather me leave so you can christen every surface of this house with that new girlfriend of yours’ you rolled your eyes at the statement but saying it aloud made your stomach churn.
‘yeah? because you’re being a total bitch!! flaunting him around like some kinda first place trophy? Adam raised his voice slightly in annoyance.
‘don’t yell at me!!’ you slightly yelped, sobs choking your throat.
‘I’m not- fucking hell!!’ he groaned. He crouched down slightly to reach your level. You’d always like how he was taller than you. ‘listen girlie, you’re the only one I want. The only girl in my life I ever plan on keeping around. The only one you should ever be with.’
Your hiccups has quietened and you looked up at his with glassy, doe eyes that made his heart melt and his dick throb.
‘please don’t leave again, I can’t take it anymore.’ you whispered, tears falling down your cheeks. Adam moved his finger to swipe them away.
‘m sorry.’ he mumbled. Adam apologising was rare and unfiltered. When he apologised on his own accord he meant it. ‘I promise I’m not going anywhere, baby girl.’ He whispered hushing your cries and you buried into his chest. Tears soaked through to his shirt and he could tell by your sniffling there was probably snot there too. But he couldn’t care less when he had you back in his arms.
After a couple of minutes of comfortable silence while your sniffles came to a comfortable silence, Adam was practically sure you’d nodded off on his shoulder u til you moved slightly.
‘Adam?’ You mumbled.
‘Yeah?’
‘Did you mean it?’ You couldn’t help but question his integrity.
‘Mean what?’ He knew what you meant.
‘Do you really wanna fuck me?’ You were blunt and knew what you wanted he’d give you that.
He hesitated for a moment to long, the guilty feeling in his stomach gnawed like it was rotting sin festering its way inside. But when he seen your eyes begin to water he couldn’t help but smile a little. The undried tears that stained your cheeks were undeniably cute. He padded his thumb over your cheek and whispered in response.
‘Yes.’
You moved in a reverent passion after that. You both wasted no time in getting your mouth on one another in tandem with each others bodies. You moved rhythmically against each others bodies in solace. You missed him. You missed this.
You groaned in delight as he pushed you down onto the bed and moved to place himself above you. Fuck he was sexy ontop like this.
‘I missed this.’ You murmured against his lips. Adam groaned in reciprocation.
‘Fuck me too baby.’ He growled seductively. Moving on top of you he stared at your naked frame in the moonlight. The moon was full and shone just outside your window. It felt like the moon was only slight for your secret affair, it woukd retreat as soon as you’d bid your goodbyes.
Adam could see your perky nipples poking through as he moved back and sat you up slightly, he moved your arms up and removed the cover uo revealing you fully nude underneath. He moaned like a bitch in heat at the sight alone.
‘you don’t know how bad I wanted to come down there and fuck you when I saw your tits earlier. That photo doesn’t do them justice baby.’ He practically purred fondling at the sight of your bare breasts alone.
He looked around for a second before moving away from you which puzzled you? Had he realised that this was wrong? Was he gonna leave? Before you could ask he returned, a sleazy smile strung on his lips and holding that beer can from earlier that you’d forgotten he’d probably dropped earlier. You furrowed your brows at his shit eating grin before he dumped some of the beer onto your tits.
You yelped at the cold sensation slightly angry at him.
‘What the fuck was that for?’ You groaned, sitting up slightly as the beer dripped down the sheets and all over your tits.
‘shut the fuck up and lay back down.’ He instructed, pushing you down slightly. You obeyed laying back down as he placed himself ontop of you.
He came close to your tits, admiring them was ease. Without even a second thought he started to move his mouth all over your chest, licking and sucking marks across your tits. You moaned at the sensation of him biting at your breasts, licking down your cleavage with ease and sucking on your hips with practiced precision. He moved all down your stomach and to your neck chasing the beer he’d poured on you moments ago.
Once he’d managed to salvage what was left of his beer he moved up to your lips, kissing you with feverish passion. Something you hadn’t experienced in over a year from adam. Fuck you missed this and you eagerly gave in to him, tasting the beer on him and the stickiness of his lips. He pulled away after a moment.
He moved down closer to your pussy, pressing his lips against it and kissing it. You moaned in delight, tilting your head back into the mattress.
‘and here I thought you didn’t eat pussy.’ You giggled.
‘Only for my baby sister.’
‘I’m a grown woman now hardly a baby!’ You rolled your eyes at him. He was staring intently at your pussy despite this not noticing your annoyance.
‘You’re always gonna be my baby.’ He hummed, not caring for your protest as he moved down closer to your pussy moving his tongue to find your clit and sucking gently. His tongue rolled and you gasped, lust fuelling every part of you.
‘oh adam.’ You whined. ‘keep going pleaseee.’ He didn’t let up on sucking at your clit. He sloppily ate at your virgin cunt and it wasn’t long until you felt a knot building in your stomach. He moved his tongue with precision that it made you believe those rumours you’d heard. But Adam wouldn’t lie to you of all people. Pleasure overtook you in every way possible.
‘Adam, I’m close.’ You cried out. ‘Don’t stop, don’t stop!!’ You moaned. Adam kept eating like he was a starved man.
‘I’m cumming!!’ You groaned, legs clenching around his head and you came all over Adam’s face and he laughed slightly. You pulled away from him and curled up into a foetal position. He sat down fully on the mattress and stroked at your leg.
‘You tuckered out sweet girl?’ It was almost like a challenge to see how much more you could handle.
‘No.’
‘Good girl.’ He mewled as he came back to position himself over you. He was still fully dressed and you furrowed your brows in frustration.
‘Clothes off!’ You scowled but Adam laughed in your face at your impatience and the left over baby fat you had in your cheeks that you had left to get rid of. Remnants of childhood forever lingering in your eyes.
‘Patience, slut. Gonna make me think I’m not the first.’ He cooed. He didn’t wait long though because Adam was never a patient man. He moved to pull his shirt off with ease as he discarded the item. Adam was always a bigger guy. You loved his chubby he was but you could tell by your admiring looks he was growing self conscious. Nobody compared in your eyes but he wasn’t exactly the most self aware.
‘Only for you, nobody else deserves this.’ You mewl, as sexily as possible. Fortunately for you every small movement would set adam haywire! His chest puffed out proudly as he caressed your cheek.
‘Pretty baby.’ He whispered nuzzling himself against your neck like it was his life source. The smell of chlorine was present on the skin he buried deep in. You giggled slightly at his slight antics and the tickling sensation that bit against your neck. You still felt needy regardless of the needed attention he was showering you in.
‘Adam…’ you whined. ‘Need you inside me.’ He growled into your neck with desire as he pulled back from your neck to remove his boxers.
You’d never seen Adam fully nude. It had to be some sort of crime to see your brother naked after the age of five but here you were begging your brother to put his dick inside you like it was some prayer.
His cock was big, you weren’t sure if dicks were me at to be this big or how it would fit. But you wanted him inside you regardless. You wanted him compromising you in the sluttiest positions possible with hitting it raw and breeding you. You wanted to show up to Christmas with a bump that adam claims as his while his bitch of a girlfriend is oblivious to it.
Adam seemed entranced but also slightly nervous. He leaned back slightly which made you furrow your brows in confusion.
‘What’s wrong?’ You mewl, trying to sound as seductive as possible.
‘We shouldn’t do this.’ He states. He seems made up in his decision despite coming so far. You can see the guilt etched in the creases of his forehead. Going ahead seemed like a sin.
‘Yes we should?’
‘No, no we shouldn’t. This isn’t okay.’ He states like he’s just developed his frontal lobe. But adam is flippant. Adam doesn’t know what he wants. Ans adam can be easily manipulated with the right technique and words.
‘So what you don’t love me?’
‘What?’ He yelped, the mere idea of you thinking that seemed to set him into a panicked frenzy. He cried to correct the issue as you started to sniffle and fake tears brimmed at your eyes.
‘You don’t love me enough to fuck me.’ You whined. He seemed to be miserable at the idea of you thinking that as he rubbed at your cheek gently.
‘That’s-that’s not true!’ He confirmed.
‘It is!!’ You cried. He was attempting to soothe you as he pulled you into his chest.
‘I’ll do anything for you, you want me to fuck you? I’ll do it.’ His voice wavered with uncertainty of is this was the right decision but he was easily convinced to serve you at your beck and whim.
‘You don’t have to,’ You mumbled into his flesh. ‘I know how you feel.’
‘No- no… I’ he stammered.
‘I want this.’ You knew he didn’t.
‘Thank you Adam.’ You purred, kissing him once more and lying back down to pull him on top of you. He pulled back and you looked at his expectantly.
He rubbed at your hip. Looking at your face before moving closer, he slowly moved inside as you stifled a moan. You didn’t expect it to feel this good. But now that you had it you couldn’t stop. He pushed half way in and paused to gauge your reaction.
‘Keep going,’ you whined. He took that as a sign and moved all the way in. You moaned crazily but tried to hush it ever so slightly. But he couldn’t help but indulge in the sound, he grunted slightly which stirred you more.
‘Can I move?’ He whispered. You nodded and he started thrusting. Gosh he was good at this, more than good.
Adam seemed to lose his sense of self as he started aimlessly thrusting into your pussy. It felt amazing as you moved your legs to wrap them around his waist. He seemed to like your sudden confidence as he moved faster if it was possible.
He thrusted, deep and hard. You whined out in pleasure.
‘I knew you were mine.’ You moaned.
‘All yours.’ He responded breathlessly. Oh he was sexy and he knew it. Why did he have to be your brother, he has such a pretty face and body. He should belong to you instead. A husband not a brother. I mean he could be with enough persistence.
‘I love you,’ He moaned, right by your ear like it was words only you were to hear. He wanted to block heaven out and focus solely on you. And you loved it.
You could feel that knot building back up in your stomach as you leaned your head backwards. Your high pitched moans set Adam off apparently as his dick started stuttering inside you and his movements became sloppy.
‘Adam… imma cum!!’ You whined out as you released all over Adam’s dick. You closed your eyes and leaned fully back onto the bed while Adam remained inside you still thrusting. His thrusts slowed and you felt him fill you up completely. He remained inside you for a second longer, you kept your eyes closed.
He laid a peck on your forehead and pulled out, flopping himself over onto the other side of the bed. You felt his cum trickling down your legs onto the cover, you reached out for him and he embraced you slightly.
He stroked at your leg, moving his thumb over the inside of your thigh. Coming down from your high you melted at the sweetness he displayed. It reminded you of when you were kids and he used to rub away the tears that accumulated on your baby fat filled cheeks.
‘Adam?’ You whispered breathy and light. Adam always thought any noise that left your lips sounded angelic and so pure but this moment was more than holy. It was heaven. Heaven wrapped up from the day you came into the world and became Adam’s baby sister.
Your worn out whispers would make Adam’s dick hard if he didn’t already cum. He’d ripped that purity you pertained and concealed with smutty intentions and ruined it for any other man by taking it for his own. He smiled at his handiwork.
‘Yeah, sweet girl?’ He mumbled tiredly.
‘I love you too.’
He hummed at your response pulling you a little closer.
You lay there, half conscious while rubbing at the stubble that had accumulated on Adam’s chin, it was a nice touch to his pretty face. He melted into the touch for a second too long before opening his eyes completely. It made you blink in confusion and mere exhaustion as Adam pulled himself away from you and sat up legs kicking over the side of the bed.
‘Adam? What’s wrong?’ You groggily called, pushing yourself up with what little strength you had left.
‘What- what did we do?’ He questioned, his hands running through his hair in a frenzied mess. You pushed yourself up to move closer to him. His back was facing towards you and you couldn’t see the sheer despair etched across his face, you touched his back and he flinched away harder than he ever had before. He never moved away from your touch.
‘what’s your fucking problem?’ You questioned, eyebrows furrowing. You were barely awake and confusion was imminent.
‘we had sex.’ He stated.
‘no, fucking kidding.’
‘do you not realise that this means? how much I’ve fucked up? what if mom and dad find out? what if Eve finds out?’ All of the questions made your head dizzy and numb.
‘So what if she finds out? You two won’t last!’ You laughed, it was the way you used to laugh in high-school when some girl on the cheer team asked you to set her up with Adam. It was a way of marking territory and Adam knew it all too well.
‘Of course we are gonna last you fucking whore! She’s carrying my child, I bought her a ring!’
‘what..’ you whispered. Your heart sank so low you were sure it must have shattered. You felt sick. Your stomach was in knots. How could you be so fucking stupid as to think she’d not had him this entire time.
‘She can never find out about tonight,’ he turned to you. You’d never seen so much anger in his eyes before. Especially directed at you. He moved towards you with strength you didn’t know he possessed and pinned you to the bed grabbing your face so hard it would bruise. You cried out in pain.
‘If you ever tell anyone about tonight, I will kill you with my bare hands. Do you hear me?’ The way he spoke with such discernment and tranquility made your nerves shot with anxiety. This was the brother who would never lay a hand on you. This was Adam, and he was proving that he could be like any other man who will molest and murder you I’m cold blood. Why did you think a man treating you good meant you were special? Why did you ever believe a word he said?
‘Do you hear me?’ He repeated, grip tightening ever so slightly as you nodded yes and muttered something that sounded like a yes. He let go of your face and backed away like your skin burned to the touch and looked at you with such disgust you were sure his gaze was laced with venom.
He was staring at you and if you pricked your ears you could hear him cussing you out under his breath, a temptress, a whore, a slut, the mistake. It made you bitter as tears rolled down your cheeks. He turned away, you knew underneath this mask he was putting on and the anger he felt that if he saw yiu cry he’d crumble. So he left without a word.
The heartbreak as Adam left the room filled you with utter sorrow as you sobbed and hiccuped into your pillow. Sleep was now the last thing on your mind as your body wracked with grief and betrayal. You had lost the only person in your life and he would forever blame you for tonight.
You’d never have a normal sibling relationship again, and when you next see him at a family event it won’t be casual flirting and bantering while trying to pry him for the clutches of Eve. He’ll be attached to her hip while she rubs her pregnant belly with that ring that was destined to be yours.
But it never would be your ring, and Adam would never be yours either. He was hers.
as much as it will irritate anyone who enjoys my work, I way prefer to sit on something for a while if I’m not inlove with it?? daddy’s girl was smth I really enjoyed writing and felt proud of and I think taking time to recoup and focus on other things before coming back to a fic is what I need to make me love what I write and love writing in general-
I need to get better at taking a shorter period to do that tho-
aww what:( i’m sorry to hear that, pls be gentle with yourself, but but otherwise very glad to hear ur good!!
wow?? you’re lucky, i would personally love that ability !! don’t even know how but it’s like i’m blind to any errors i make until after i’ve already put it out there…. embarrassing lmao
mini lops juni and romi!?!??! they’re still young!! wow.. are you planning on training those babies? i heard that bunnies are trainable to some extent ?? i have no clue.. take his money, babe, i’m cheering !! it’s what he gets for making you cry 😌 but yes the decision book is pretty great
oh i had fish too!! it was far back enough that i don’t even remember it but apparently i did.. though to be fair my memory is absolute trash in general…. had a bunch and i named them all carl or something stupid like that, i couldn’t tell you why, I was like.. five
yeahhh me too it’s so uncomfy but honestly i’m so ready to move on from this place, have been for a while, i need to be freeee.. i beg!!! but tysmtysm for the support i very much appreciate it!! crossing my fingers
oh my god???? THEY ARE. ADORABLE, THEY LOOK SO SOFT i’m in TEARS, give the children all the treats on my behalf idgaf if they fat, they deserve it!!! <3<3 i think the names fit very well now that i’ve seen em oh myyy
i’m also feeding you treats rn out of the palm of my hand, you beautiful beast
🫴💖 have it, all my love
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why this didn’t come up I will never know!!! I just finished my exams and I’m tweaking a fic I’m hoping to post tonight gang… trust me??
it’s kinda dumb cause I just don’t release there is a mistake- but I only call men on their mistakes!!! because I hate them!! anyways!!
I lowkey just need to exploit cause apparently I ca be very manipulative and I tend to get what I want?? but yes my babies are cutesy!! I’m trying to litter train them and it’s working to an extent?? but they like to pee to mark territory so it’s kinda?? difficult to say the least…
my fish were named after frozen cause it’s was like my first hyperfixation… it was an issue to say the least
hope everything’s still okay with the moving process!!!
All anyone does is call juni fat but romi eats EVERYTHING!! We had to get a second bowl cause she’s eating all the food and I’m too preoccupied to keep filling it up-
sorry my reply games kinda bland and off I’m so burnt out from ten exams in one week… fml but once I recharge I will be fine!! I just need a bedrotting day for sure!!!
thank you for the treats I’m currently licking your hand in response!! thank you for all the love!! sending you hugs, kisses and love!!! <33
BACK HEYYY i missed you too, honey!!!! hope life hasn’t put you through it too much since then:(
i’m abt to lose it i hate when i submit asks or write comments i notice all my mistakes that for some reason i didn’t catch until AFTER i posted !!! NNNNN *YOUR
no you’re so real for that, i actually have a whole big ass notebook dedicated to thoughts i have or other things that i’m indecisive about to let simmer cuz you could not ask me to make a choice about anything without agonizing over it a little…. if you feel comfortable sharing, i would love to hear what u end up picking!! how old are they if you know, are they still small?? and what breed?:0 wanna look up pictures.. sorry if i’m asking too much info or anythin 💔
when i was younger i remember begging my parents for a bunny ngl never got one but my mom did end up raising some rabbits along with a lot of chickens, i did have reptiles for a while though…. miss them sometimes:( i hope to get a snake in the future perhaps, always wanted one, love em they’re adorable
i’m doing okay !! just super busy ‘cause i’m trying to move out of where i’m currently living, tryna find a better situation and a bunch of other stuff but thank you so much, you’re the sweetest!!! showering you with all the love !!! kiss kisskiss, have some flowers 💐
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yes yes I’m all good!!! I’m just incredibly burnt out?! but I’m always pretty burnt out so I’m his powering through!!
the thing is my brain has automatic autocorrect so I don’t even really realise at all but people (specifically men) using the wrong your rubs me the wrong way!! but it’s fine idc that much when it comes to you lol-
I can’t make decisions at all but when someone asks me to go with an option I don't like I flat out refuse!!! but having a notebook would be so fun?? yes so after pondering over it yesterday I decided (I’m pretty positive these names will stick) I’m juni and romi!! all of my previous pets have 4 letter names and I wanted to stick with that rule for now so that’s what we came up with!! they are probably 11 weeks now?? they are adorable I’ll reblog with pictures because they are my children (I did not pay for a cent I manipulated a man to pay) but they are mini lops!!
you could never ask too much!! I ask a million questions per minute to anyone unlucky enough-
growing up I just had fish and it was only because everyone was doing bring your pet to school day and I didn’t have one… I love reptiles omds omds I really wanted a snake but then I realised it could be taller than me and that could be really embarrassing….
ahhh moving to me is sooo hard cause I hate change but I hope everything is going good and you are happy and healthy and stress free during the entire process!!! kisses and hearts and hugs and love!! 💗
the first ones juni and the second ones romi (she’s only named that cause all she does is roam around) they are fat asf… like all they do is eat and shit but it’s okay cause mommy loves them
BACK HEYYY i missed you too, honey!!!! hope life hasn’t put you through it too much since then:(
i’m abt to lose it i hate when i submit asks or write comments i notice all my mistakes that for some reason i didn’t catch until AFTER i posted !!! NNNNN *YOUR
no you’re so real for that, i actually have a whole big ass notebook dedicated to thoughts i have or other things that i’m indecisive about to let simmer cuz you could not ask me to make a choice about anything without agonizing over it a little…. if you feel comfortable sharing, i would love to hear what u end up picking!! how old are they if you know, are they still small?? and what breed?:0 wanna look up pictures.. sorry if i’m asking too much info or anythin 💔
when i was younger i remember begging my parents for a bunny ngl never got one but my mom did end up raising some rabbits along with a lot of chickens, i did have reptiles for a while though…. miss them sometimes:( i hope to get a snake in the future perhaps, always wanted one, love em they’re adorable
i’m doing okay !! just super busy ‘cause i’m trying to move out of where i’m currently living, tryna find a better situation and a bunch of other stuff but thank you so much, you’re the sweetest!!! showering you with all the love !!! kiss kisskiss, have some flowers 💐
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yes yes I’m all good!!! I’m just incredibly burnt out?! but I’m always pretty burnt out so I’m his powering through!!
the thing is my brain has automatic autocorrect so I don’t even really realise at all but people (specifically men) using the wrong your rubs me the wrong way!! but it’s fine idc that much when it comes to you lol-
I can’t make decisions at all but when someone asks me to go with an option I don't like I flat out refuse!!! but having a notebook would be so fun?? yes so after pondering over it yesterday I decided (I’m pretty positive these names will stick) I’m juni and romi!! all of my previous pets have 4 letter names and I wanted to stick with that rule for now so that’s what we came up with!! they are probably 11 weeks now?? they are adorable I’ll reblog with pictures because they are my children (I did not pay for a cent I manipulated a man to pay) but they are mini lops!!
you could never ask too much!! I ask a million questions per minute to anyone unlucky enough-
growing up I just had fish and it was only because everyone was doing bring your pet to school day and I didn’t have one… I love reptiles omds omds I really wanted a snake but then I realised it could be taller than me and that could be really embarrassing….
ahhh moving to me is sooo hard cause I hate change but I hope everything is going good and you are happy and healthy and stress free during the entire process!!! kisses and hearts and hugs and love!! 💗
RRRAHH IVE RISEN FROM THE GRAVE !!!! hi, my love, my baby, a quick quick message for u
didn’t touch tumblr for a while there because life n responsibilities be beating me up but hello again!!! checking in
i would recommend names for you’re new lil babies (if you haven’t already named them yet) but i’m genuinely so bad at naming things, it’s a curse.. i hope all is going well with the bunnies!!! tell me everything 🤲🤲
anyway as usual i’m here yet again to remind yooou that you are perfect, i’m giving you all the forehead kisses:)
- inbox fort
HIIIIIIII!! I missed you <33 don’t worry I haven’t touched tumblr u til quite recently either- life is beating me up!!
I feel like a terrible mother but no they haven’t been named… I’m so indecisive and it’s been an ongoing battle!! but they are really good surprisingly… all they do is eat though and they beg like crazy it’s comedic!! my friend said one of them needs to go on a diet cause she’s fat!! but they are healthy and happy which is all that matter to me-
I hope you are doing okay!! lemme know when you get a sec and giving you all the love and kisses in the world!! mwah mwah
ANOTHER DAY HEEYY, how are you, love ?? hope you’re well !!! little late today, i apologize
hehehe… it’s all going according to plan…. okay but fr I’m glad you finally got a day off!!! I do hope you feel better soon though, hope you’re not too sick or anything 🥺🫴❤️
OMG?? ARE YOU SERIOUS????? I’m straight up so excited right now, I’m shaking !! I can’t wait to read it!!!! PLS TAKE UR TIME I WILL BE SO PATIENT… the universe is clearly listening to me, thank you universe and you for being amazing and beautiful… but yes yes, I do in fact read ur evil little posts, I’ve been lurking for a little bit now ;)
I maaaay be reading this bit wrong, I’m unsure, so ignore this if I am ? BUT free yourself from the shackles of your critical mind, you will have so much more fun!!! you’re writing for you, so who even cares if you’ve done the same themes over and over again!! I be reading the same types of fics over and over again with a bunch of the same themes because it’s freaking delicious, it’s why I read them….. still, it is good to try new things though, but don’t feel like you have to or anything, girl!!
haha I can totally understand that, there definitely were a few times in my roleplays with my friends where I would feel like nooo this is not the direction I wanted this to go!!! this is not like my daydream at all!!!! but ngl it’s quite fun when you have a good partner, someone you vibe with real well, on the same wavelength, I would recommend trying it
dude same, here where I live the weather had has been terrible!! especially the last couple years, it fluctuates so much and is just ugghh like recently it kept snowing and then melting a little bit and then freezing and then snowing again blah blah repeat over again… IT SUCKED!!! couldn’t even exercise my puppies properly!! but the ice is finally gone now thankfully
that sounds horrible though!! pls pls be careful out in the heat, don’t hurt yourself
I support this purchase, in fact, Im funding the money for it rn, let’s have slushies together<3 I would be having slushies constantly if I could no lie I need it
well, ive mostly lived in places that’s kinda far from any beaches but currently I live about an hour or two from the ocean atm ?? I’ve never been but I should probably go see it before I move out of here lol
that would be an absolute dream, I will happily take any and all piña coladas!!! thank you!!! we should definitely go on a beach trip
you get it!!! I love watching drama unfold but I will literally shrivel up like a raisin and die if I’m involved in any whatsoever, my heart is too weak for it…. I stress myself out enough just by existing anyways
manifesting you another lazy day at home, just for the prettiest girl in the world!!! all the kisses and hugs!! drawing magic circles and sending you all the energy too 💫
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HIIII !! you’re all good cause I’m late with my response I think? I’m not exactly sick it’s more hormonal (I’m being a major bitch to the people who doesn’t deserve it instead of the people I’m acc angry at) but I’ve been having an issue with my sinuses which is causing such bad pain!! I’m a total crybaby and headaches are NOT my forte!!
I will always be self critical I fear but I won’t write stuff I don’t wanna write so? I have my own freedom and am judgemental of what I write…
we had a little snow here like a week or so ago? so it was freezing but not cold enough to have a snow day which sometimes happens but we more get storm days? but I like snow but ice not so much? I like ice on an ice rink cause I’m a skater but on the road? no…. I remain a passenger princess when the weathers cold!! but puppies?? I NEED TO SEE!! I am obsessed with fur babies… my stepdad just bought me two new fur babies so I need to set up for them coming home this week!! but they are not puppies… unfortunately but my dog is amazing so I don’t think I could manage another lol!!
my problem is I think I’m invincible against the sun.. whoops?
thank you for supporting my slushy addiction!! I had such an addiction for years for the red ones- growing up my fav was blue or mixed and then I became a red slushy acholic… but yeah you’ve convinced me- I’ll make you slushies!!
my seaside town ass couldn’t bare too be that far from the ocean.. I’m planning our beach trip as I type trust
I’m so good at sensing bullshit when it comes to drama hit I pit everyone’s feelings above mine so I’ll be like ‘i know you’re a fucking liar, but I’ll let you lie cause I love you…’ it never ends well
apart from going to the doctor for my stupid ear infection… omfg I can’t even cause they are putting me on another round of antibiotics AGAIN!! like I just finished the last ones that didn’t work.. I’m like the mascot for that antibiotic song… but yes I did have the best day beyond that and I hope you did too!!
