mdni | incest | big bro satoru gojo teaching little sis how to ride him
You've always been the baby of the family, the sweet little sister who clings to her big brother like he's the center of your universe. And Gojo Satoru? He's the perfect big bro tall, ridiculously handsome with that messy white hair and those piercing blue eyes hidden behind dark shades most days. But when it's just the two of you, he lets them shine, soft and full of that endless affection he saves only for you. He's playful, teasing, but underneath it all, there's this gentleness that makes your heart flutter and your cheeks burn.
It started innocently enough one lazy afternoon. Mom and Dad were out for the weekend, leaving the house quiet and yours. You were curled up on the couch in your oversized hoodie—his, actually, stolen from his closet because it smelled like him—and scrolling through your phone when he plopped down beside you, his long legs stretching out. He smelled like fresh laundry and that cologne you secretly spritzed on your pillows sometimes.
"Whatcha watching, lil sis?" His voice was low, amused, as he peeked over your shoulder. You squeaked, slamming your phone face-down on your lap. Heat rushed to your face because, yeah, you'd been looking at… stuff.
"N-nothing! Just… memes." Lie. Total lie. He chuckled, that deep rumble that vibrated through you, and tugged you into his side with one arm. His hand settled on your thigh, thumb tracing lazy circles that sent sparks up your spine.
"Liar," he murmured, lips brushing your temple. "Your face is all red. Come on, you can tell your big bro anything." His free hand tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet those endless blue eyes. They were soft, patient, but there was that edge, the one that said he knew exactly what was going on in your head.
You bit your lip, heart pounding. "I… I was thinking about you. About… us. Like, what it would be like if…" The words tumbled out in a whisper, and you squeezed your eyes shut, bracing for disgust and rejection.
But instead, his grip tightened just a fraction, possessive. "If what, baby? If I taught you how to take care of your big brother?" His voice dropped, husky now, and he leaned in, nose nudging yours. "My sweet little sister, all curious and needy."
Your breath hitched. He kissed you then—slow, deep, his tongue sliding past your lips like he owned you. And god, he did. You melted into it, hands fisting his shirt, whimpering softly when he nipped your bottom lip. He pulled back just enough to grin, breath hot against your mouth.
"Bedroom. Now." It wasn't a command, not really, just that soft dominance that made you obey without question. You scrambled up, legs shaky, and he followed, towering over you as he led the way to his room. The door clicked shut, and suddenly it was just you two, the air thick with tension.
He sat on the edge of his bed, patting his lap. "C'mere, sweetheart." You went, straddling his thighs hesitantly, feeling the hard bulge already pressing against your core through your thin shorts. He groaned softly, hands sliding under your hoodie to caress your bare skin. No bra—his eyes darkened when he realized.
"Such a good girl for me," he praised, peeling the hoodie off slowly, exposing your breasts. His thumbs brushed your nipples, making you gasp and arch. "Look at you. So sensitive already. Does my touch make you wet, lil sis?"
"Y-yes, nii-san," you whispered, using the pet name that always made him smile. He rewarded you with a kiss to each nipple, sucking gently until you were squirming, pussy clenching around nothing.
"Let's get these off." He tugged your shorts and panties down in one go, helping you kick them away. You were bare now, vulnerable, but his gaze was worshipful as he spread your thighs wider, fingers dipping between your folds. "Fuck, you're soaked. All for your big brother?"
You nodded, tears pricking your eyes from how good it felt—his fingers circling your clit, then sliding inside, stretching you slowly. "Nii-san… feels so good…"
"I know, baby. I'm gonna make it even better." He pumped his fingers, curling them just right, thumb on your clit until you were trembling, right on the edge. But he stopped, withdrawing with a wet pop. You whined, hips bucking, but he shushed you gently. "Patience. Tonight, I'm teaching you how to ride me. You want that, right? To bounce on big brother's cock like a good little sister?"
The words made you clench hard, a fresh gush of slick coating your thighs. "Please… teach me. I wanna make you feel good."
His smile was pure sin, soft and loving. He stripped quickly, shirt first, revealing those defined abs and broad chest, then pants, his massive cock springing free. Thick, veined, the tip already leaking pre-cum. Your mouth watered, but he shook his head. "Not tonight."
He lay back, propping pillows behind him, and guided you over his hips. "Straddle me, sweetheart. Right here." You did, knees on either side, hovering above that intimidating length. His hands gripped your hips, steadying you. "Good girl. Now, take it slow. Rub the head against your slit first—yeah, like that. fuck."
You did, moaning as the fat head nudged your entrance, slicking itself up. It felt huge, but his praises kept you going. "That's it… now sink down. Just the tip first. Breathe for me."
You nodded, lowering slowly. The stretch burned so good, his cock breaching you inch by inch. "N-nii-san… it's big…" A tear slipped down your cheek, sensitivity making every sensation overwhelming.
He thumbed it away instantly, voice soothing. "I know, baby. You're doing so perfect. Halfway there—fuck, you're gripping me like a vice. Such a tight little sister." More of him slid in, until you were seated fully, his cock buried to the hilt. You both groaned, foreheads touching, breaths mingling.
"Stay still a sec. Feel me inside you? That's your big brother's cock, claiming what's his." His hands roamed your body—breasts, waist, ass—kneading softly. "Ready to move? Lift up slow, then drop back down. I'll help."
You rose shakily, the drag of him against your walls making stars burst behind your eyes. Then down—oh god. Pleasure sparked deep, hitting that spot. "Like that?" you gasped.
"Fuck yes. Again." His hips bucked up gently, meeting you, hands guiding your pace. You found a rhythm, bouncing tentatively at first, then bolder. His cock speared you over and over, wet sounds filling the room, your ass slapping his thighs.
"Look at you, riding me so well. My sweet, sensitive baby, pussy creaming all over big brother's dick." He sat up a bit, capturing a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. You cried out, speed increasing, chasing the high.
But you faltered, thighs burning. He noticed immediately. "Aw, tired already? Here—lean forward, hands on my chest." You did, and he took over, thrusting up powerfully while you ground down. "That's it, roll your hips. Grind that clit on me."
It was overwhelming—his cock hitting deep, your clit rubbing his base, his mouth on your skin. Tears streamed now, pleasure too intense. "Nii-san… gonna… gonna…"
"Cum for me, lil sis. Soak my cock." One hand slipped between you, pinching your clit. You shattered, pussy convulsing, squirting messily around him. He growled, thrusts erratic. "Shit—your pussy's milking me. Where do you want it, baby?"
"Inside! Please, fill me up!" you sobbed, still riding through your orgasm.
He flipped you suddenly—now he was on top, pounding relentlessly. "Take it all—fuck!" Hot cum flooded you, pulse after pulse, as he buried deep, groaning your name.
You collapsed together, sweaty and spent. He didn't pull out, just held you close, kissing your damp cheeks. "You were perfect, sweetheart. Did so good learning to ride your big bro."
"Love you, nii-san," you mumbled, sensitive body thrumming.
"Love you more. Rest now."
Over the next hour, he didn't let you go far. Spooned behind you on the bed, his cock still half-hard inside your cum-filled pussy, he nuzzled your neck. "Feel that? My cum leaking out?"
You whimpered, oversensitive walls fluttering. "Too full…"
"Shh, just relax." His hand snaked down, fingers rubbing slow circles on your clit again, cuddling, his blue eyes full of love.
first time writing something ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵) i hope y'all like it ദ്ദി◝ ⩊ ◜.ᐟ
wc: 1.5k
cw: nsfw!! dark kinks!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! female reader, little sis reader, fauxcest/sibcest, grooming, possessiveness, jealousy, toxic behaviors, emotional manipulation, penetration (penis in vagina), doggy style/backshots, loss of virginity, choking, praise, degradation, forced/multiple orgasms, some cnc
a/n: i do not condone real life instances of grooming, sexual violence, toxic behaviors, emotional manipulation, or rape. this work is pure fantasy. expect tcoaal canon-typical dark content and toxicity.
older brother!andy, who crawls under your covers at night for comfort whenever he has nightmares. he cuddles up close, slipping his hands in places they shouldn’t go and feigning ignorance when you call him out for it. he tells you to be quiet, says this is a secret you have to keep from mom and dad. a shared promise whispered over messy bed sheets. you arch your back when he traces a path up your spine, stifle your laughs when he brushes against your ticklish spots, force back moans when his fingers dip between your legs. it’s wrong and you know it, but it feels too damn good to resist.
older brother!andy, who teases you incessantly every chance he gets, but loses his temper when other guys do the same. you’re his younger sister, and he’ll be damned if another man puts his hands on you. you wonder why all of the guys who were harassing you suddenly back off, failing to notice the deep cuts on their skin, the purplish bruises on their faces, their blackened, bloodshot eyes. it's what they deserved. no one else gets to bully you except him.
older brother!andy, who spoils you rotten and treats you like his little princess. you get on his nerves and test his patience everyday with your bratty attitude, but in the end he forgives you every time. he melts when you give him those big dolls eyes, caves in to your demands whenever you whine and pout, all while pretending to be pissed... even though he secretly enjoys your sass.
older brother!andy, who pretends to like all of your boyfriends when you introduce them to the family, but goes behind your back and scares them away with threats of violence and intimidation. you can’t figure out why all of your boyfriends keep dumping you out of the blue right after they ask you out and start to think there might be something wrong with you. he tries not to smile when you go to him in tears, asking him for his brotherly advice. this was all going according to his plan.
older brother!andy, who comforts you when you’re heartbroken and holds you tight until your tears finally dry. he showers you in praise, reminds you of your worth, tells you that these other men are garbage and none of them will ever be good enough for you anyway. and even if you never find someone, you’ll always have your big brother. when the rest of the world abandons you, he will be the last one by your side. he'll make damn sure of that.
older brother!andy, who is your first for everything. your first kiss. your first date. your first time. he doesn’t want someone else putting their grubby hands on you and soiling your precious body. special times like these should be shared with people who truly care about you. and he's the one who loves you most. only he knows how to bring you the most pleasure. only he knows how to touch you right. only he is good enough to take you.
older brother!andy, who fucks your brains out whenever he gets the chance. when he's angry, he takes out all of his frustrations on you, yanking your hair while giving you backshots and holding you down by the neck as you struggle against him. he's very vocal, tells you over and over how much he loves fucking your tight little pussy and how good it feels to be inside you, then in the same breath calls you his little slut. he knows your body best, memorizes the things that make you cum, coaxes out endless orgasms until you're crying, shaking, and begging him to stop. he never does, not until he's satisfied.
older brother!andy, who reminds you every day that he's all you've got in the world. he needs you to need him, so he'll say anything to get you to stay. "no one else is gonna put up with your bullshit except for me. no one else is gonna stick around. you're too fucked in the head for anyone else to love." you may deny it, but deep down, you know it's true.
older brother!andy, who will die for you. who will kill for you. who will follow you to the gates of hell and back again if you asked.
older brother!andy, the only man you will ever need.
teasing my older brother a lot by wearing my short dresses and nighties. now he's saying that he can't take it anymore and he needs to r@pe! my püssy and fill me with his cum!!!
toji starts acting different when an audience is involved
18+ camgirl reader x fwb toji, filming, prone bone, headlock, possessiveness, dirty talk, creampie
toji doesn't bat an eye the day you ask him to join you on stream.
the deal you lay out for him is simple. a generous 30% of your tips just to come on cam and fuck you the way he always does. a couple of basic positions, maybe a toy if your viewers really want one. there were only so many ways to get off in front of an audience, why not add another person into the mix?
and toji agrees like he was born for it. call it the way his dick tends to speak for him after a quick fuck, or his soft spot for anything that involves touching you. either way, the man ponders your offer as casually as he would the weather, pulling your naked body closer with a very serious "what day do you need me?"
he shows up to you apartment a handful of days later with a purpose, freshly showered with his choppy fringe styled the way you love. he greets you at the door with a kiss far too deep to not send butterflies between your legs. he leads you to the bedroom with an unreadable look on his face, hand splayed across your lower back.
your viewers adore him, and that's putting it very mildly.
he's been teasing you for the better half of an hour, answering questions with his dick to the hilt and his hands cupping your ass. you’re all but weightless in the seat of his lap, arms thrown around his neck with your legs bracketing his. toji takes the time to savor you, watching the way you shake every time he lifts you up and down his throbbing length.
"huh, how'd we meet?" he mumbles, leaning forward to read a question at the top of the queue "uhh, college i think? fucked her at a halloween party and i guess she never got tired of me." he laughs, thrusting up into you to punctuate the shitty joke.
the set you'd worn for him hadn't stood a chance from the second you turned the camera on, shucked off and discarded on the floor by his heavy hands in the handful of minutes leading up to this very moment. toji wasn't just fucking you, he was drawing it out, teasing you up the wall just because he can.
he takes a moment to spread you open, hands pulling your cheeks apart to show off where your bodies meet. the viewers go wild at that, throwing money at the both of you like there’s no tomorrow.
you perk up at the telltale ding! letting you know a hefty donation had gone through, turning to try and get a better look at the monitor.
except, toji grabs your chin with practiced efficiency, pulling your face into his neck before you’re able to read what the accompanying request says.
“hm?” he hums, scanning the brightly lit screen. “yeah, i can do that.” he reasons, shifting onto his knees underneath you.
you whine into the crook of his neck as he finally lays you down on your back, feeling him lean to the side to pick up the camera.
“wait you’re not supposed to–.” you whine, all too aware of how deep he feels inside of you now. you watch him swipe the little device from its place on your desk, holding it up to your pussy with his lip caught between his teeth
"not supposed to what? hm?" he asks, fake sympathy lacing his tone. “fuck, look at that.” he grumbles. “this what you guys wanted?”
the chat detonates with a force you’ve never seen before. you’re already way past your donation goal for the night, with more money funneling in every minute.
he sets a steady pace for the both of you, fucking his wet cock in between your legs with seamless thrusts. you can feel every inch of him like this. the way his tip drags heavy inside of you, how his girth stretches your hole to it’s maximum. even the veins on the underside of his shaft lick at you sweetly.
he holds the camera right up to your shaky body. the frame shakes every time his hips meet your ass, and the mic is probably picking up his heavy breaths but neither of you care at this point. this isn’t about the content anymore, toji’s fucking you like he wants to eat you alive.
he presses his palm gently into the little pudge of your stomach, searching, wanting.
“mhm, there it is.” he drawls, massaging the shape of his length through your tummy. “you feel me in here?”
you nod shakily, not knowing whether to look into the camera or up at him.
“yeah? gonna keep me in here?”
he’s never like this when the camera is off. never as performative as he is now. you flutter around him involuntarily and the groan it earns you practically comes from his soul, his shoulders shaking with pleasure.
“oh, fuck.” he drawls, fastening a hand to the meat of your hip to ground himself. he leans forward then, lips attaching to your neck as he grinds the head of himself inside of you.
“pussy’s too fucking good.” he grumbles, “way too good.” you feel his head turn to the camera at that last part, almost like he’s trying to prove a point to the viewers at home. that’s when it clicks. toji didn’t just agree to come on here and fuck you, he came to lay a claim on you. to show the people who tune in every night that only he could fuck you like this.
“who’s this belong to?” he asks sternly. he slaps the tip of himself against your budding beat, filling the room with slick noise. “say it.”
you’re so far gone you barely register the question. all you can focus on is getting him back inside of you. too slaps himself against you again, harder this time. you jolt at the stimulation.
“fucked you stupid already?” he teases. five fingers close around your chin and guide your face to the side, right in line with the camera. “who’s this pussy belong to? hm?”
“yours.” you breathe.
“nobody else’s?” he finally sheaths himself inside of you, and you both groan. toji wastes no time and quickly works his way up to a steady pace. in and out like a piston in a well oiled machine.
“no, nobody.” you punctuate. the hand around your chin finally releases and moves down to the back of your thigh, hoisting your leg forward until your knee reaches your chest.
he’s so deep like this, deep enough it even hurts a little if you focus too much.
“gonna let me cum inside?”
you nod, squealing at a particularly deep thrust.
“yes, fuck, always.”
“whenever i want?”
“whenever you want.” you whine, head ascending to the clouds as the pad of his huge thumb makes down to rub over your clit. toji plays your body like a fiddle. like he's the only man on earth who'll ever make you feel this good. in a way, he pretty much is.
you can feel your heartbeat in between your legs now, hammering against your walls to the beat of each stroke of his. toji hisses, almost like he can feel your impending orgasm, and pulls out with a nasty squelch to set the camera back on your desk and flip you over as quickly as he can.
he has you on you stomach now, fully in sight of the cam with his forearm locked against your neck, holding your head up for the viewers at home. toji lays flat up against you, focusing the brunt of his weight into fucking you prone bone.
a quick peek at the monitor confirms your suspicion that you look ruined like this. lips pressed into a pout from the force of his bicep curled around your face, sweaty hands fisted into the sheets below you for purchase, the whole nine yards. toji must be thinking the same thing judging by the way he looks at you. proud, almost. like you’re something he created with his bare hands.
“gonna show them how you cum for me?” he asks you, low enough for only you to hear.
you nod the best you can, unable to hide the sweet noises he draws out of you with every press of his hips. you’ve cum on only his dick before, but this feels different. stronger, almost. more intimate. the world beyond your bed seems to be the furthest thing from your mind right now. toji is the only thing you can focus on.
the chat is up to a rolling boil at this point. you’ve wracked up enough money to pay your rent and then some, not to mention the jaw dropping orgasm you feel building in your stomach. toji seems more focused on cumming than making the viewers happy at this point, pistoning into you like he was born for it.
he angles his hips just a tad bit lower, and just like that, you’re clamping down on him hard. creaming on his heavy length with a noise so desperate you’re 90% sure it’s what pushed him over the edge as well.
his load seems to go on for ages, filling you up in steady, hot pumps until it spills out from around the length of him. the arm curled around your face slowly retracts, leaving you face-down in the sheets with your legs shaking and your chest heaving.
toji snakes his fingers under your chin to turn your gaze toward him, letting the pad of his thumb stroke your cheek softly. his presses a chaste kiss to your forehead, cradling your face in his palm for a few moments until he’s sure you’ve come down from the cloud you’re on.
he pulls out of you slowly, hand on your lower back to keep you from squirming too hard. you watch him pad over your desk, cock swinging between his legs as he bends down to face the camera with a sleazy grin before waving goodbye to everyone and pressing "end stream".
Dead dove: do not eat! NSFW! minors do not interact! 18+ only!
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🌸 TW: (FAUX)INCEST (uncle/niece), pervy uncle!Toji feeling you up, manipulation, bimbo/innocent!reader (early to mid 20's)
🌸 WC: 1.6K
🌸 AU: Your uncle isn't handsy. He just cares for you!
🌸 AC: This was too much fun - I wanna make a part 2 continuing from where the beach scene left off but thought I'd post this first.
Part 2 🔞 (coming soon) >>
Uncle Toji is always touchy with you.
It had been disconcerting at first, when he’d touched your ass over your skirt. But when you looked at him, frowning, he only rolled his eyes and patted your skirt down.
“It was flipped up. An uncle can’t even worry about his niece anymore,” was what he sighed as he walked off.
You had felt bad then.
Now, he’s always “smoothing” out your skirts and dresses for you. And like the oblivious, soft-hearted pretty girl that you are, you always thank him with a smile.
Even if the act of brushing down your clothes borders on fondling or groping.
In fact, Uncle Toji has now gone as far as to slip his hand under your skirt as you’re climbing the stairs, surprising you with a gasp as you whip your head around to stare at him.
He holds your gaze as he dips his fingers under the hem of your panties and pulls on the fabric gently. “Tch. Like I’d let you walk around with a wedgie if I can help it,” he scoffs, patting the underside of your ass lightly.
You flush pink and wait for him to walk up a few steps next to you. Wrapping your arms around his, you rest your chin on his broad shoulder.
“Thank you, Uncle Toji.”
He grunts, like it is nothing, and continues leading the way up to the private dining room where the rest of your family is.
Your Uncle Toji is so caring, he even tries to wipe your sweat from your face for you when it gets too hot.
You’re giggling when he brushes your sweaty hair back and clicks his tongue at the streaks of sweat trailing down your chest.
You let him place his palm on your sternum and, like a windscreen wiper, allow him to clear the moisture clinging to your chest, no longer shy or suspicious of his action, even if his fingers kind of dip into your bra just a little.
And like the good girl that you are, you always thank him.
Only to have your breath hitched when he bends lightly to be levelled with your chest. You squeal in surprise at his cool breath skimming over your skin, your hand flying up to his shoulder, unsure whether to push him away or to keep him there.
Uncle Toji only glances up at you through his lashes, pupils blown out. He continues blowing on your skin, sometimes coming so close that the tip of his nose or even his lips brush your skin.
He keeps cooling you down like this, until your chest is rising and falling a bit too heavily.
“Feeling better?” he asks when he stands to his full height finally.
You immediately move to his side to hug his waist and rest your nodding head on his bulky chest. He wraps a strong arm around you, his rough hand cupping your waist.
“Dunno why your parents would want to do a stupid barbecue in the middle of fuckin’ summer,” he grumbles as the both of you watch the rest of your family in the garden from a partially hidden spot close to the house.
Through this all, you’ve gotten so close to your Uncle Toji that he’s always the first person you look for every time there is a family event.
This time, you’re all at the beach where Toji is already at, lounging on his foldable chair, a beer in hand. Immediately, you throw yourself at him, planting yourself heavily on his lap, surprising him even as his big hand rests on your waist.
But when you turn to smile at him, he relaxes and sets his beer down in its holder before wrapping his strong arms around you, gathering you closer to his sun-kissed body.
“There’s my favourite niece,” he coos in your ear.
You giggle, hugging him back by the neck. Toji stifles a groan at your tits squishing against his face. When you let go, he turns to the direction you came from.
“Where are your parents and your little brother?”
“Oh, Yuuji had a high fever last night,” your bottom lip pouts slightly as you recount the story. “My parents brought him to the hospital. So I came alone. They said I should be their representative for today.”
He frowns as he rubs your thigh. “You should have called Uncle Toji. I could have picked you up.”
You beam at him. “It’s alright. Dad dropped me off before going back to the hospital. But I’ll need you to bring me home, Uncle Toji.” You give him a shy smile. “Please.”
“Of course, my sweet girl,” Toji croons, hands roaming as he caresses your inner thigh now, his other hand running up and down your side.
He can’t help himself when you’re being so sweet.
But then you get off his lap to doff the shirt you’ve got on, leaving yourself in a bikini top. You’re staring out at the sea, trying to look for the rest of your family, unaware of the perverse stare of your uncle behind you.
“Where’s Uncle Jinichi and the boys?” As you start wiggling out of your shorts, you frown and turn to Toji, “And Grandma and Grandpa?”
His eyes don’t leave your ass as you bend to slide the denim off your legs. “Stupid kids went to play water sports.”
You stand and squint in the direction of where he’s jutting his chin at, noticing a sort of bouncy castle in the water. You feel Toji’s fingers under the hem of your bikini, which you turn to smile at him in thanks when you feel him straightening out the fabric.
“Your grandparents couldn’t stand the heat, so they’re at that café over there.” You nod when you see him pointing at a nearby café. You’re folding your clothes when Toji asks, “Need Uncle Toji’s help with putting on sunscreen?”
As you’re depositing your folded clothes into your bag, you pull out your tube of sunblock like a magician, grinning.
“Yeah!”
Toji laughs, patting his thigh while his other hand reaches out for the sunscreen in your hand. Settling on his thigh and sitting between his legs, Toji squirts a dollop of white cream on his palm. He dips his fingers into the cream and makes streaks on your chest, shoulders, arms, and stomach.
His calloused palm is gentle as it lathers sunblock over your skin, thorough with getting every inch of your body. He even goes under your bikini, spreading the lotion under the plush of your tits, the sides of your boobs, and even your lower region, dipping his hand so low he almost cups your womanhood.
He moves on to your legs.
Once again, he massages the cream into your skin carefully, even more so when he gets to your inner thighs.
“Open wider, sweet girl,” he murmurs.
You do. Feeling a tug in your lower belly as you watch your uncle’s big hands caress your inner thighs, even slipping his fingers under your bikini bottom, massaging the fat of your pussy.
Toji flicks his eyes up to your face, observing the way you bite down on your bottom lip, eyes trained on his hands. He feels a smirk sliding onto his lips. Especially when you release your lip to let out a quiet gasp at his fingers “accidentally” brushing your slit.
He removes his hands and pats your thigh. “Stand up and turn around.”
You are obedient as you do what he says.
Toji lathers sunscreen on the back of your legs first, taking advantage to fondle your perky ass, his hands sliding up the back of your thighs and under your bottoms. Then, he tugs lightly on your wrist.
“Sit facing the sea.”
This time, his hands don’t roam as much. You don’t even notice the pout you sport or the annoyance creasing between your brows. And when he’s done, he holds out the tube in front of you, his bare chest pressed to your back, his breath next to your ear.
“All done.”
You take the lotion from him with a shaky hand and put it back into your bag. A strong cuff of an arm locks around your waist when you move to stand from his lap.
“Where’re ya goin’?”
You wonder if it’s the heat from being under the sun, or if it is from Toji’s low voice in your ear.
Trying to calm yourself down, you take two deep breaths, at the same time forgetting to respond to your uncle.
“Hmm?” Toji probes, dragging your body toward him until you’re leaning against his body. He noses your nape, taking a few deep inhales of your scent. “Ya g’na shield the sun for Uncle Toji since I hadn’t got any sunscreen on,” he mumbles into your skin.
This breaks you out of your stupor. You gasp and turn around to slap his shoulder, whining. “You’re mean, Uncle Toji!”
He only laughs at you like you’re just a harmless fly roving around his space. Eventually, Toji releases his hold on you.
“Fine. Get off Uncle Toji then. Go find Uncle Jinichi and his kids, or something.”
You stand abruptly from his lap and turn around with a huff, crossing your arms at him. Toji is more amused at the annoyed look on your cute face, wondering if you actually think you’re intimidating especially when your tits are smushed together like this.
But then your attention breaks to something behind him and Toji has to make sure he doesn’t blink when you release your arms and throw them into the air, waving and bobbing on the heels of your feet.
You’re grinning happily and saying some sort of greeting, but all Toji has his eyes on are your tits bouncing with every movement you make.
“Maki! Mai! Over here!”
And just like that, you’ve forgotten all about your Uncle Toji.
cw: MDNI psuedo-cest, refers to reader as "little sister/meimej", Caleb as "big brother/gege" mentions of masturbation, Caleb is a pervert, problematic age gap, hints of corruption kink, very Caleb focused, MDNI
Tension between you and bigbrother!Caleb growing and growing until it finally snaps one day T^T...
Your big brother was always so busy with the DAA and you with school. Always just barely missing each other. When Caleb did visit home you were stuck in your room studying and doing homework with not enough time or energy to spend time with your gege. Until finally you have graduated and now every break your big brother has from the DAA you both spend together. It always warmed gran's heart seeing her babies care for each other so deeply, always knowing she can trust you in the hands of your big brother. What she doesn't notice is the lingering touches, stolen glances, and the ever lasting tension between the two of you.
Caleb didn't want to admit it but ever since you turned 18 he's started to see you differently. Since your graduation, you both have been spending nonstop time together. His sweet little sister turning into something straight out of his desires. Especially since you are constantly walking around with your short shorts and t-shirts, his t-shirts that practically engulfed you whole. Your disregard of bras being glaringly obvious with the way your nipples slightly poked through. It always made him hard without fail, excusing himself more often than usual to "use the restroom" or "check updates on his reports" or even "to check his model airplanes are in good condition." He really did try to be a good reliable big brother. Making sure you weren't aware of how dirty he was. Muffling his moans with the hem of his shirt caught in between his teeth. Brows furrowed as the lewd sounds of his hand stroking his cock grew louder and louder. He really did feel guilty about it, he swears he does, but he can't help how his balls tighten at the thought of his little sister everytime he does this. Successfully reaching the edge the more he thought of you. His chest always filled with shame when he was done, hand covered in his cum at lewd thoughts of his own little sister. What he didn't know was you felt the same way.
Boys your age never interested you. None of them could ever care for you as much as your gege did. Everytime you ever thought of any romantic prospects with anyone, it would always come back to your gege. He was just so reliable... so strong... so big (>_<).. no one could come close to your big brother. The way he cooked for you, took care of you when you were sick, bought you everything you asked for, doted on you, the way his biceps strained when he carried heavy things, the way his abs glistened everytime he worked out in the sun, how his deep violet eyes looked into yours when you were alone.... you quickly realized you were falling for your gege. Your shorts slowly growing shorter and shorter with every break, switching your usual sleep shirts for his own and completely disregarding your bra in the process. You told yourself it was for comfortability reasons, you were home all day anyway! Since you got school out of the way you had no reason to dress uncomfortably, but, you knew better. You hoped your gege would look at you the way you did him. Hoping you could entice him more than those older more experienced college girls he would see when he went back, eyes silently pleading everytime he gazed into them.
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Gran was out on evening errands like usual leaving you and Caleb alone once more. Watching tv together side by side you keep gazing at Caleb through the reflection of the screen when he wasn't looking. The image of your big brother's muscles bulging beneath his white t-shirt with his arm slung behind you on the couch. You bit your lip at the display, chest filling with satisfaction at the couple like appearance. You weren't sure where you gained the confidence as you found yourself scooting closer, closing any gap between you two. Caleb kept his eyes to the screen hoping you didn't notice how his adams apple bobbed the closer you got. Laying your head on his chest you slowly brought your hand to his thigh, softly bringing it closer and closer to his clothed cock. His breath hitched at your advances, almost freezing at your touch. You quickly brought your gaze to his, searching for any sort of connection, any confirmation that he wanted you to keep going but all you could find was apprehension. His brows furrowed in unease as he fought with himself. He brought his own hand towards yours, grasping it with full intention to pull you off. Was he really about to let his little sister cross this barrier? He was supposed to be your gege, your family, your safe space. Your protecter. What type of man would he be if he allowed this. You're just so young too, this was so sick in every sense of the word. But the way you gazed up at him with your big round eyes and pouty lips, breasts straining against his shirt that you're wearing with your soft thighs brushed right against his has him doing a double take. Every part of you that is practically screaming for him to let you have your way makes him want to mute every nag of protest in his mind. You could practically feel the turmoil within him as his grip slowly grew weaker. You knew this was your only chance and you can not bear the thought of spending another second with your gege acting like you don't want him in every sinful way.
"Please?"
Caleb was never one to say no to his meimei. His self control finally snapping in half as he carefully let go of your hand, giving you permission to keep going with his gaze. Turns out your gege is the exact type of sick man that would let this happen. He keeps his eyes on you as you continue where you left off until you finally reached his hard on, a blush adorns your face at the touch. A hiss leaving your big brother's mouth in the process. You cautiously grope him, unsure of your moves until he slightly brings his hips upwards to rub on your hand. Your eyes searching his own as he looks back at you with a deep almost animalistic hunger in his eyes. Neither of you say anything, almost like not saying anything at all gave you both a pass from how depraved this all was. With your eyes glued to his you bring your hand to his waistband, his gaze following your hand with a gulp. You pull his sweats down just enough to be greeted by his dick, his lack of underwear leaving you flushed. You've never seen any type of cock outside of porn in your life and his looked especially big and angry. The red tip leaving you both intimidated and eager as you clench your thighs together. Caleb's eyes never leave your face, wanting to take in every detail of his little sisters reaction to seeing his cock for the first time. His eyes practically eating you alive as you cautiously brought your hand to his member, your fingers not even able to fully close around his girthy cock. A soft moan leaving his lips at the touch. You looked up at his eyes with unease, seeking guidance as you made it blatantly obvious that you've never done this before. Caleb being the caring big brother he is, takes ahold of your soft hand and begins stroking himself with it, soft moans leaving his lips as his precum begins dripping from the tip. He let's your hand go as you continue stroking at the pace he set, bringing your other hand to his aching member. Your two hands now stroking him has his breaths growing ragged by the second as he brings his hips up to match your strokes, throwing his head back at the sensation of his little sister getting him off. He bit his lip as he admired you, eyes falling to your lips imaging how you would look with your mouth full of him. The image causing a choked moan to tumble out of his lips as you kept going. The lewd apperance of your gege has you leaking along with him. Dark brows furrowed as sweat beads down his flushed face, ragged breaths and moans tumbling past his bitten red lips has you clenching your thighs for any sort of friction until a finally guttural moan leaves his chest followed hot strings of thick white cum squirt out of his tip. The sticky substance covering your hands and his clothes. His eyes boring into yours as he took in the scene in front of him. Your cute face completely flushed with spurts of cum all over your hands. He was completely hooked and before you knew it you found yourself layed beneath him anticipating what he would do next.
❥𓂃𓏧A/N: After this Caleb takes every chance he can to fuck his little sister from the living room to the kitchen to everywhere and they live happily ever after!!! ( ¤̴̶̷̤́ ‧̫̮ ¤̴̶̷̤̀ ) very self indulgent this time around....
cw: MDNI psuedo-cest, refers to reader as "little sister/meimei", dry humping turned into more, thigh fucking. caleb is a pervert + manipulative, hints of corruption kink, slight degration(?), MDNI
icky!bigbrothercaleb who knows just how much his little sister would do to make her gege happy (>_<)!
He knows not to take things too far usually. Settling with groping her sweet tender breasts or experimentally placing kisses along her body as she shivers beneath him. He wants to take things slow, get her used to the feeling of her big brother doing things to her that siblings don't usually do. He doesn't want to scare her off afterall (⸝⸝>‸<⸝⸝)!
Your gege always creates situations in which you would be indebted to him in some way. It's so easy for his sweet sister to follow his lead exactly as he expected. Some would call it manipluation but if you asked Caleb, he'd say he was "gently guiding" you to a common goal! You both feel good by the end of it anyway so does it really matter?
This time, your gege was feeling more pent up than usual, seeing his cute sisters face flush as you realized you had eaten all of his strawberries that he conveniently left in your favorite pink bowl unattended for hours on the dining table.
"Did you really think I left those out for you sweetie?" Caleb asked almost mockingly as he looked down at you.
"I-I'm sorry gege, I really thought you weren't gonna eat them! I mean, you've been gone for hours.." you mumbled as you avoided his gaze with a pout.
"Are you trying to blame me for eating my strawberries?" He cocked his head to the side. "and here I thought gran taught you better." He shook his head dissapointedly.
"Wait no I really wasn't-" your head shot up as you exclaimed before he cut you off.
"That really hurts me pip-squeak." His voice laced with faux sadness as he lifts his gaze to look elsewhere "I was looking forward to those the whole day y'know." You've hurt him so much (っ◞‸◟c).
You frown as you look up at him, letting out a sigh of frustration. "I'm sorry gege, what can I do to make it up to you?" You pout.
Doing his best to hide the smile beneath his facade he brings his gaze back to you. "Well..." he starts "actually nevermind, I don't think you'd be up to it anyway." he sighs out before pursing his lips.
"No I will! I can, please gege." You grasp one of his crossed arms as you pull it towards you. "I'll do anything."
Something too fast for you to catch flashes in his eyes as he looked down at your pleading look. His chest falls as he exhales out in content, a small smile following. "Well, if you say so.. then I guess we can try it."
You yelp as he grabs your waist and hoists you along his hips, large hands cupping under your plush thighs as he carried you toward his room. Butterflies danced in your stomach as you neared his bedroom, you guys always do something new whenever he carries you there.
Caleb pushes the door open before making his way towards his large bed and gently laying you down, successfully hovering over you. He took both of your hands in his own interwining your fingers as a blush rose to your cheeks.
"Let's try something new, yeah?" Caleb whispers as he leaned down towards your neck, peppering kisses along the smooth skin. He never failed to make you jittery every time, stomach fluttering at the feeling of his warm lips accompanied by his soft breaths on your skin. You whine as he pulls his lips away, lifting himself back up as he practically straddles you before bringing his hands to your waist. "We are going to try a different position this time kay?" He says with a small smile, waiting for your approval before flipping your positions with you now on top him. His hands rubbing on your bare thighs as he looks into your eyes "You ready?" You nod as he grabs onto your shorts, gently pulling them down your legs. Bottom lip caught in his mouth at the sight of your white panties, fuck he's hard already ˵ˊᯅˋ˵.
With your shorts down your thighs he grabbed your hands, bringing them to his own waistband. "Can you unbutton them for me sweetie?" His purple eyes bore into yours with an intensity that had your pussy clenching. You shyly nod at him before taking the button in your finger, successful undoing it as you brought down the zipper, a small wet spot on his boxers greeting you as you brought his waistband down just a bit. You're eyes widened at the sight, you've never even touched your gege there let alone seen it and from the outline, he looked big ᪤ࡇ᪤.
"Good girl" your gege whispered as he brought his hand to your cheek, gently caressing you with a fond look in his eyes before bringing his hands onto your hips, lightly gripping on your flesh. "You ready?" he smiles at you, heart racing knowing he has you right where he wants you. You give him a final nod before he suddenly picks you up and quickly places you right on his hard cock. The sudden contact making you jolt. You've never felt anything like this before, all you knew is it felt weird but not uninvited. Caleb let's out a soft chuckle as he glances at your face, the uncertainty making him impossibly harder as he takes the fat of your hips and begins to rock you back and forth along him as he hissed. Starting off slow to take in your every reaction. Your furrowed brows and shaky breaths that followed every pass of his clothed head on your clit paired with the growing wetness made him want to disregard every precaution and take you right then and there with no mercy. But your gege knew better. Deciding to hold onto the very last strains of self control through his lip caught between his teeth as he starts to speed up. You begin to moan at the feeling of his hard cock rubbing against your clothed folds, your gege's fingers digging deeper into your flesh with every whine that left your soft lips as you reach for his chest for support. Your ragged breaths growing in sync as you both continued to soak your undergarments with your shared juices.
The warm knot in your lower belly quickly building up as you continued whining out, eyes shut closed as you gripped onto his shirt, fingers digging for support with every breath before Caleb suddenly stops. Leaving you a whimpering mess as you quickly tried to move your hips along him once more. "G-gege please" you cried as his grip only presisted, successfully stopping you completely before you dropped on his chest with defeat.
"What a needy girl." he teased before bringing his hands back towards your hips, this time on the hem of your panties. He lays a chaste kiss atop your head as he gently begins to slide them down "Don't worry sweet girl, we aren't done yet." Caleb sighs out in content as he feels your panties sticking to your wet pussy as he slides them down. His little sister was just so enticing.
He left them mid-thigh before moving his hands in between you both, dragging his own boxers lower, freeing his hard wet cock. Covered completely in both precum and juices leaving it impossible to tell which was which. "I'm gonna keep going now kay?" he let out with a shaky breath, barely keeping his composure at the heat radiating from your pussy. You were really going to be the death of him.
You let out a soft whimper as you nodded, finally allowing him to do what this was all for.
He quickly grabbed onto his cock, teasing along your clit with his swollen tip successfully spreading his precum along you. "I'm gonna need you to squeeze your thighs okay?" He mumbled before fully sliding his hard cock along your pussy, the warm wetness of it all completely consuming him as he clenched his eyes shut, groaning through his chewed lip "F-fuck meimei.." Your own whines following suit as you felt every vein on his thick cock slide through your folds. Without warning Caleb continued sliding through your pussy and thighs, successfully creating a mess of juices, making you his own personal flesh light and it drove him mad.
His breathing raging up again at the sensation of your soaking pussy gliding along his dick, the lewd sounds only encouraging the blood rushing down his body more. You clenched your eyes as your gripped his shoulders, the bare feeling of his thick cock rubbing along your clit and enterance proving to me too much for you as you moaned along his chest. "Fuck you're practically drooling meimei" Caleb hissed as he began speeding up, his grip on your hips growing harsher by the second as he held you still, panting and groaning as he leaned his head back.
With every passing stroke the knot in your lower stomach tightened until you felt like you were going to snap any second. "G-gege wait! this feels..." you whimpered in his chest while your grip grew stronger, you've never felt anything like this before you weren't sure what to make of this new sensation. Your pussy clenched on nothing as it grew impossibly wetter, your body completely acting on it's own. None of it being missed by Caleb as he too grew restless. Bringing one hand to your head as he softly caresses you, his head cocked to the side taking in the mess he's of made you. "shhh- jus-... fuck.. jus' help make your gege feel good." He groaned as he continued, hips growing sloppier by the second with each pass of his aching cock along your folds and before you knew it, the knot snapped. A heavy wave of pleasure crashing over you as you cried out. Too lost in your ecstasy to notice your big brother followed suit with a groan, his thick hot cum painting ribbons on your thighs and ass as he rode out his high. Hips growing slower as his grip lessened, choking out a moan as he tilted his head back with his eyes clenched, taking in the last few strokes he had of your wet pussy before wrapping his big arms around you. He could still feel your heart racing under his skin as your eyes grew drowsy.
In the silent bliss he tucks a finger under your chin, bringing your gaze towards him. Your disoriented state making him chuckle, you swear it was cocky, mocking even.. but in this state how can you even tell reality from your own imagination. All you could do was take in his smug expression before he leaned his head forward, warm breath fanning your lips planting a soft kiss.
He was completely infatuated with the pliant little thing you became afterwards. He was sure he could just fuck into you right now and you would just take it, letting him have his way with you... buttt your big brother is kind enough not to let those thoughts take over him ˃ᴗ˂.
Afterall, soon enough you'll be begging for him. Now that you have a taste of what he can give you he won't have to spend so much time breaking you in, making his sweet little sister into his own personal slut.
❥𓂃𓏧A/N: longer than usual because I loveee humpingleb and I just know he's obsessed with fucking his sisters thighs and folds. It's not actually bad if there's no penetration anyways, right ^_−☆?
i love your work sm!!! have you ever thought of big brother sukuna that likes to be a bad influence on his lil sis? he gets her alcohol and weed and sometimes a sniff of his powder, and he's so cool, seriously!!! so cool, in fact, he gets her so drunk at a party and noncons her in the bathroom after being caught making out with one of the frat boys in the party
this genuinely is probably my favorite work so far. Be warned, extremely dark content ahead. I do not support or condone the action of doing cocain and other drugs. Please please please be careful, as thosed kind of things can ruin your life.
This work is fiction, i have never done hard drugs before. Please do not attempt to do them.
Brother Sukuna is the best.
cw: incest, noncon, forced use of drugs, drugged reader, creampie
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For as long as you can remember, everyone has told you that your big brother was a bad man. He was the kind of man who was only interested in things that benefited himself, never mind what everyone else thinks. But you never saw your big brother that way. How could you?
Your big brother Sukuna was the best brother ever.
Growing up, BigBrother!Sukuna would sneak out to go to parties, and whenever he returned he’d stink of alcohol and weed. Sure, it bothered you at first, but when BigBrother!Sukuna started offering some to you, how could you resist?
You saw how popular BigBrother!Sukuna was, how many girls and guys would follow him around. You wanted to be like that. You wanted to be like your big brother…
So when he started offering you weed and alcohol, you took them without complain. Sure, you threw up the first you times you smoked a joint, and you blacked out once or twice after drinking too much…but BigBrother!Sukuna was always there to take care of you.
Even now that you’re in college, you still look up to your BigBrother!Sukuna. When he invited you to a frat party, obviously you were excited! No rules, tons of guys to meet, it was basically a free way into college society! Not only that, but BigBrother!Sukuna would be there, and he was seriously the coolest guy ever.
Until you saw the coke.
Sitting on the couch with a red solo cup in hand, you watched with furrowed brows and an awkward smile as your brother leaned over the table, snorting a line of white powder. When he emerged, he had a satisfied expression on his face, licking away the remaining white powder that clung to his upper lip. It wasn’t until he turned to you with a smirk and an extended finger that you finally felt defenseless
“Hey. C’mere princess.”
You don’t remember what happened after. Well, you do, kinda. BigBrother!Sukuna made you rub the white powder on your gums, holding your mouth shut with his hand so you wouldn’t spit it out. Your eyes welled with tears, and when he finally let you go, you ran to the bathroom, desperate to spit it out.
So why do you feel so good? Why do you feel like you could take on the world? Like you…Like you finally feel complete?
Giggling to yourself as you leaned against the bathroom counter, you could do nothing but support yourself on it. Then giggling turned into laughter, then crying. Until someone walked in.
Now you were making out with a stranger in the bathroom, your eyes half closed as you tried to regain your bearings. His hands were everywhere. On your ass, on your tits, in your panties.
You wanted to stop it. But you couldn’t. It felt good. It felt bad. You feel like throwing up. You’re in ecstasy.
And then it was gone. You felt yourself slump over, groaning before familiar hands wrapped around you. Thick hands squished your cheeks together, before slapping you back to semi consciousness. BigBrother!Sukuna was in front of you, a scowl on his face as he growled out.
“Seriously? I invite you to a party, i let you drink and i let you feel like fucking god and this is how you’re spending your time? Making out with some fuxking loser?”
Your head hurts. Your throat hurts. Everything hurts but everything feels so good. You can still feel your cheek stinging even as you tried to form words
BigBrother!Sukuna scowled down at you, scoffing before he squished your cheeks even harder, a pained whimper escaping you.
“Home? You wanna go home? Hah. Not a chance, princess. We gotta punish you for being a whore first.
And then it hurt. It hurt really bad. There was something foreign in your body, something hard and thick and it felt like it was ripping you apart.
You were crying. You were moaning. You were begging him to stop and to keep going, you were begging for more and you were begging for forgiveness.
His cock was hitting something inside you. Something painfully good. The coil in your belly felt tight, it felt wrong. He was your big brother. Why was he doing this? Why wasn’t he stopping?
BigBrother!Sukuna was supposed to protect you. Why was he hurting you? Why was he being mean? Wasn’t he supposed to be good?
Even when he finished inside you, your mind was still whirring with desperate thoughts. This wasn’t real. It wasn’t real and this was a dream. BigBrother!Sukuna would never hurt you. That’s why he was taking you home now. That’s why he coddled you and kisses your forehead as he haphazardly threw you in bed. That’s why he…
𝜗𝜚 toji’s a freak but you’re an even bigger one, and he’s just trying to keep up before you fuck him to death . . .
“baby, come on—”
toji groans, arm flung over his eyes as he hears you shuffle back onto the bed. the mattress sinks beneath your weight and he feels the drag of your nails along his abs, trailing toward the mess between his legs. everything’s soaked, your thighs, his cock, the damn sheets—and his body’s fucking spent. even his heartbeat is still struggling to slow down from the last round you just wrung out of him.
“we just finished,” he mutters, jaw tense, sweat glistening down his neck from how deep he was buried inside you minutes ago.
you hum as you straddle him, pussy bare and puffy and still dripping, hovering just above the tip of his cock. “twenty minutes is enough recovery,” you breathe out, hips twitching with impatience. “unless… you’re tapping out already?”
toji barks a laugh, shaking his head against the pillows. “you’re fucking insane.”
“you say that like it’s new,” you giggle, then lower yourself, chasing the heat of him as you rubbed your folds against his sensitive cockhead. “and yet you’re hard again already.”
“that’s just my body betraying me,” he says, but there’s a dangerous grin starting to tug at his lips.
“then punish it,” you whisper, leaning down to nip his earlobe. “or should i ride you like a good girl while you whimper under me again?”
he flips you before you can blink.
your back hits the mattress with a squeal and your thighs spread without being asked, welcoming his bulk as he shoves your legs up and folds you in half. your cunt flutters with anticipation as he lines himself up, and you don’t even try to hide the giddy smirk you wear.
“that’s more like it,” you purr, voice syrupy. “show me what that stroke game really looks like, old man.”
toji scoffs— then slaps your pussy hard enough to make you jolt.
“keep talkin’ like that and i’ll fuck the attitude outta you,” he growls.
you moan at the sting, licking your lips. “promise?”
the fourth round is rougher.
there’s nothing sweet about the way he pistons into you now— hips snapping with bruising precision, hands locked around your wrists and pinned above your head as he leans in, mouth dragging along your jaw with hot, panting breaths.
“still think it’s weak, huh?” he grunts, drilling into you harder, the headboard rattling with every movement. “talk now, brat.”
but your voice is wrecked, just moans and breathy little whimpers as your body takes in all, juices leaking out with each filthy slap of skin.
you try. “s-stroke still- mmf- k-kinda mid—”
he smacks your tit just to watch it bounce, then bites your neck.
“shut up.”
you cry out, legs wrapped tight around his waist, pulling him deeper. you love this game. love when he gets like this, mean, rough, and desperate to make you shut the fuck up with his cock. toji always pretends he’s in control, but deep down he’s just as addicted as you.
“you just needed this nasty fuckin’ dick, huh?” he sneers, hips crashing into you like a goddamn machine. “couldn’t even wait thirty fuckin’ minutes before getting needy again.”
your tongue lolls out, and he spits in your mouth without hesitation.
“swallow,” he commands.
obediently, you do.
by the fifth round, you’re shaking.
he’s got you on your knees now, head squished into the pillows, ass up high. your face is wet with tears and drool, and your cunt is throbbing— slick and raw and overstimulated as hell, but so fucking greedy for more.
toji grabs the base of your spine, pushing it down so your back arches even deeper.
“sloppy little cocksleeve,” he growls, landing a harsh slap to your ass. “drippin’ like a whore. and after five fuckin’ loads? still not satisfied?”
you wiggle your ass at him, breathless but smug. “only five? damn. weak performance for a guy with muscles like that.”
another slap cuts the air— making you scream.
“okay- okay! that one stung,” you giggle through the pain, but it dissolves into a moan when he grabs your ass and spreads you open, watching his cum drip from your swollen hole.
“you’re the freak,” he mutters, almost in disbelief. “i’m over here thinkin’ i’m some sex god, but you—” he slaps your pussy again just to hear the wet sound. “you’re insatiable.”
“then fuck me like you mean it, ‘ji,” you taunt, glancing over your shoulder with a tear-streaked smirk.
he grits through his teeth, losing all self restraint, and drives his cock back into you, hard enough to knock the wind out of your lungs.
round six is feral.
you’re spread out on your back, legs thrown over his shoulders as he fucks you full with one hand squeezing your throat. the other rubs brutal circles on your clit, fingers sticky from your release.
“gonna make you squirt all over my cock again,” he pants. “gonna ruin this fuckin’ mattress, huh?”
“d-do it, then,” you choke out, squirming. “make me soak this bitch. bet you can’t.”
he growls, slaps your clit, and leans in close.
“keep testing me.”
you scream when you squirt all over him thirty seconds later.
you cum again in round seven. and eight. and nine.
toji cums deep everytime— groaning into your neck, snarling into your mouth, biting down on your shoulder as he empties his balls inside you over and over. the room smells like nothing but sex. your body is a shaking mess. your poor pussy is stretched raw, fluttering around his cock, fucked so full of cum it’s leaking out in slow, creamy drips.
you should be done.
he thinks you’ve finally called it quits, your body’s gone limp, your mouth slack, but then he feels the slow grind of your hips again.
“…baby.”
“hm?”
“no fucking way,” he groans, voice hoarse.
you blink up at him with hazy eyes, but that familiar glint is still there. that insatiable hunger. your fingers drift to your clit and rub a slow circle, and toji can’t help but stare, hypnotized even as his cock twitches, still buried inside you.
“you’re possessed,” he murmurs.
you smile, breath hitching as you lazily stroke yourself. “don’t tell me you’re already tapping out after just nine rounds.”
toji sighs, but his hips are already rolling again. already fucking you deeper.
“fucking hell,” he growls, dragging your leg up to your chest, pounding into your soaked cunt with renewed vigor. “this pussy’s gonna kill me.”
cw - fatherly toji, dry humping, reader is ovulating, slight dirty talk about fertility, nipple sucking, daddy kink.
You’re so sensitive today it’s unbearable. Ovulation always hits you hard, and your body knows it—heat simmering under your skin, nerves alive and twitching, everything inside you throbbing with that heavy ache that sits deep between your thighs that could only be smoothed by one thing.
You’ve been restless all day, shifting, squirming, trying anything to distract yourself. You tell yourself to wait it out, to be patient while he eats and showers out of respect—but the second Toji steps out of the shower, huffs of steam curling around his bulky figure, a towel hanging low on his hips—exposing his delious happy trail, and his cock that’s half-stirred and tented beneath the fabric, it’s over.
Now he’s dressed, sitting back on the couch in those threadbare gray sweats, his hair still a bit damp and pushed back carelessly, and he looks heavy and relaxed after his long shift—shoulders broad, posture slouched in that lazy way that makes him look both tired and strong. The air around him carries that clean, minted scent of his body wash, and it cuts through with something deeper—his own natural warmth, the kind of masculine smell that lingers and pulls you closer without you meaning to.
His chest is broad and sculpted—bare beneath a loose black tank top, every line of muscle shifting when he breathes, and the sight alone has you dizzy. You barely climbed into his lap a few minutes ago, a shaky little whimper slipping out without meaning to—and now the fabric over his cock is already pulled tight, tented from nothing more than your weight against him.
“Mmn… baby,” he exhales, that lazy patient tone threading through it. His warm hand finds your soft thigh, his fingers spreading just enough to still your movement when you start to grind down against him. “I just sat down, sweetheart,” he murmurs, the corner of his mouth twitching like he’s fighting a smirk. His thumb strokes slow circles against your skin, voice dropping even lower as his eyes flick up to meet yours. “What’s got you squirming like that already?”
You pressed your feverish forehead to his collarbone, breath hot and ragged as you humped against the thick, rigid outline of his cock straining beneath his sweats. Your soaked little cunt smeared wet heat across the fabric. You just can’t help it, it feels so good when the thickest part of him digs into your core.
You can’t even speak. You just let out this pathetic whine, helplessly clinging to him with both arms around his neck while your hips do all the work, dragging your puffy folds over the length of him again and again, soaking through both layers of fabric.
His cock is so fucking hard. And warm. And right there.
“Aw, my poor baby,” he croons softly, resting his chin on your head. “That time again, huh?”
You nod with a whimper, your body still rocking, your breathing already getting shaky.
“Could feel it soon as you laid on me,” he murmurs, his breath warm against your temple as he plants a lazy kiss there. His big hands drops to your ass, cupping it gently through your thin little shorts—palms spreading wide to take greedy handfuls of the soft flesh. His thumbs press in deep at the base of each cheek, testing the give, then start kneading it softly, dragging the fabric tighter against your skin until it rides up into the crease.
He lets out a quiet breath through his nose as he massages the fat of it, thumbs sliding inward to part your cheeks just slightly, like he’s feeling the heat radiating off your soaked little cunt from underneath. “That needy little pussy starts drooling all over me the second you’re ovulating, doesn’t it?”
You nod again, barely able to speak, and your breath hitches hard when he rolls his hips up—just once, then again—rubbing the thick weight of his cock right against your achy clit. The pressure punches a strangled cry out of you, muffled where your face is buried against his neck, and your thighs jolt and tremble with need. He chuckles under his breath, unbothered, and drags one big hand up your spine in a steady, soothing stroke like he’s calming you down after getting you worked up on purpose. “Easy, baby,” he hums, cock twitching again beneath you. “Just like that”.
“Poor thing. So worked up you’re humping daddy through all these clothes. Not even begging properly—just rubbing on me”.
“Feels s’good, you babble breathlessly, still humping him. “Feels so good, daddy, please don’t make me stop—“
“Oh, I ain’t stopping you, baby. No way”. He leans back against the couch to get a better look at you, smirking proudly at your flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, and the way your lip is wobbling. “Fuck, look at you. You’re not even shy anymore, huh? Used to be, you’d ask all sweet. Now you just climb up here and grind on my dick like you own it”.
His hand moves between your bodies, cupping the soaked core between your legs and pressing his fingertips hard against your clothed pussy. “Feel that. Feels like you already came once, didn’t you, sweetheart? You been rubbing yourself in your room before I got home?"
“N-no—“ you whined, squirming in his lap. “Waited for you—couldn’t”
“Aww. My good little girl waited”. His voice dips, warm and fatherly, full of pride and filth as he kisses your cute nose. “And now you’re so pent-up you’re making a mess of daddy’s pants. Can’t even wait to get your clothes off, huh? Just had to feel my cock like this”.
You whimper when his fingers slide lower, pressing against your sticky folds through the thin fabric until they find the fat, blunt shape of his cockhead sitting right underneath. It’s so big and hot even through the barrier of your soaking shorts and his boxers. He uses his fingers to line it up with your drooling little entrance, pushing just enough for you to feel the ridge catch. Then he grinds it up into you slowly, dragging the thick crown against your clit and the seam of your cunt until you’re trembling. Smearing your slick all over both of you.
“Making your lil’ pussy all leaky,” he murmurs. “So warm and wet. You just wanna sit on it, don’t you? Sit that horny, ovulating cunt right down and take it all, yeah?”.
Your hips buck helplessly, a cry tearing out of your throat before you can swallow it down. He coos at you again, soft and almost indulgent, like he’s soothing a wound even as he feeds it. One big hand drags your shirt up lazily, bunching the fabric under your arms, and then his mouth is on your bare tits—kissing and mouthing at the soft, round flesh before his lips closed around one stiff nipple while his thumb toys with the other. He suckles sloppily, teeth scraping lightly, tongue swirling around your nipples while you keep grinding on him like you’ve lost control of your hips.
The noise between you turns obscene—slick squelches and sticky drags as your soaked little cunt rocks over the thick, twitching line of his shaft. His boxers are plastered to him, cockhead straining and jerking beneath you as you hump harder, the mess spreading, heat and wetness seeping through every layer until it feels like nothing separates his cock from your skin.
“Easy, baby, easy,” he soothes as he withdraws his lips back with a loud ‘pop’, a long string of spit continuing to his rosy lips and your nipple. one hand moved to the small of your back. “You get too worked up, you’re gonna soak my whole fucking couch. Why don’t we take those little shorts off, yeah? Let daddy see how bad she’s crying for me”.
You whimper, grinding even faster, and not even giving him the chance to tug it off.
He laughs at that. “Or not. You like the way it feels, huh? That rough cotton on your clit and my thick cock right underneath it? You’re behaving like a horny little bunny, baby”.
Your thighs are shaking now, tears pricking your lashes, because you’re so fucking close just from humping. And he knows. He sees it in your face, hears it in the wet slap of fabric, the soft hiccups in your breath.
“Gonna cum just like that?” he asks, genuinely amazed. “Didn’t even fuck you yet”.
“Please—Please don’t stop me—feels so good—!”
“Oh, I won’t stop you, baby,” he purrs, his hand back on your ass now, pulling your hips into each grind and taking partial control of movements. “Cum for me just like that, go ahead. Show me how much she needs daddy’s cock this time of the month. You’re so cute when you’re this desperate. You know l’ll fuck you after, right? After you cum, “I’ll stuff that fertile pussy so full with all the seed I’ve been saving for you today, you won’t know what to do”.
You let out a wrecked sob, burying your face in his neck again.
“I got you, baby. Come on. Let daddy feel how bad she wants it”.
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Bigbrother!Satoru who was your first bully ever. Even during elementary school, he always pulled your hair and teased you relentlessly, making fun of your pigtails whenever you two went to school together :(
Bigbrother!Satoru always said he hated you, and would avoid you during school hours. He was so so mean, always such a big bully and even stealing the snacks your mom packed you
Bigbrother!Satoru didn’t change even as he grew older, and now as you both entered high school, he was ruthless. He’d flip your skirt up whenever you’d walk up the stairs, smacking your ass as he called you a slut with his friends :( He’d pour his milk on you, just to see your lacy bra through your soaked shirt and to see the milk run down your face and tits, picturing his cum instead.
Bigbrother!Satoru forced you to skip classes just to pin you against the walls, rubbing his boner against your ass while his hands bruised your hip covered your mouth, making sure you stayed quiet while he degraded you. And when your panties are all wet and messy with your creamy slick, he pulls away and hisses out the meanest little insults.
Bigbrother!Satoru who rubs his fingers over your pussy during gym class whenever he’s your partner, thumb meanly smushing your clit under the thick fabric as you pathetically try to do your sit-ups :( And when you start to moan and squirm, your face flushed and needy, he pulls away again, slapping your pussy and glaring at you with a disgusted look.
Bigbrother!Satoru who acts like an angel at home. He always puts on that pretty smile that makes your knees weak, ensuring your parents never know what goes on. And he knows you wont say anything to them either, so he’ll always be able to get away with it! And when your parents come out and tell you two they’d be leaving for a few days to go visit your distant aunts, all you could feel was utter fear.
Bigbrother!Satoru shoves you into bed the moment they leave the house, a cruel smirk on his face as he shoves his pants down, cock eager bouncing up.
Bigbrother!Satoru still pulls your hair just like before, bunching it up in his hand and yanking your head back as he fucks his aching cock into your creamy puss. He just can’t help it! His sis was just so pathetic and needy, always looking at him with those slutty eyes that are basically begging him to ruin you.
Bigbrother!Satoru cums inside you the whole week your parents are gone, calling you a whore and a slut, asking if you liked being fucked stupid by your big brother while your parents are none the wiser :( of course, he always makes sure to buy you plan b afterwards, all so he can fuck you full of his cum all over again <3
Tw: porn with some plot. Incest, brat tamer Caleb, mean dom caleb, size kink, overstimulation, punishment, petplay, using toys on reader, fingering, breeding kink, yandere caleb, degradation, impact play
Summary: you move in with your older brother since your college is out for the summer, you dont think Caleb would remain the same overbearing, overprotective older brother that he always was when you were kids, so you decide to stay out late one night.
note: i havent written smut in a while so lemme know what yall think! if this does good ill probs make a part two. ive been working on this for a few days now so yippee!
Skyhavens night life was quite different than that of linkon cities. It was safer. The armed patrol men stood every hundred feet, cop cars patrolled at regular intervals, and every bar had a bouncer. You weren't very shocked, it was a smaller area than lincoln, the resources needed for constant patrols was significantly less than what linkon would need.
You had decided to go out with a few college friends. A few drinks and a little dancing never hurt anything, did it? It had been about a month since you had seen them last, staying at Caleb's house was nice but it did leave you a bit isolated from your besties. Who could blame you for wanting to get out and have some fun?
So now, it was well past midnight, and after a lot more than just a few drinks, you struggled to enter the code to get into Caleb's house. With one hand on the door, heels beside your aching feet on the ground, you hunched over the scanner, scowling at the little red dot as it continued to flash.
After your third attempt, a sharp chirping sound came from the code pad, the screen flashed with a security alert, and you could hear the other locks engaging on the door.
“Shit.” you muttered.
Caleb had more security than he needed. After 3 failed attempts the house would go into lockdown mode. Extra locks engaging on every door and every window, cameras would begin to film in high resolution with color and audio, if you did manage to make it into the house a message would be sent to the nearest cop cars to come to this location.
Dizzy, you step back, the cold concrete gritted into the soles of your bare feet as you bring out your phone. Caleb was most likely asleep by now, but it would be worth it to give him a call.
The phone had hardly gotten through its first ring when the front door was swung open. Startled, you stumbled back a little bit and looked up to see Caleb, there was a cold look on his face and his eyes bore into yours.
“Inside.” he grunted, he stooped to pick up your shoes, and when you didnt move he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the house himself.
The lockdown was quickly uninitiated, Caleb tapped a few buttons on his phone to make it go away before locking the door again. You stepped into the hallway, a bit uncomfortable by how angry he looked. Caleb never mentioned you had to be home by a certain time. Maybe you had woken him up out of his sleep?
“Sorry Caleb, it was terrible trying to get a cab.” you said, trying to steady your voice so he didn't know you were drunk.
Caleb stayed quiet as you walked for the couch, tripping over the edge of the carpet and catching yourself on the armrest of a leather chair.
“Do you have any idea how damn late it is?” Caleb asked. There was an angry edge to his voice, cold and steely. You had only heard him use this tone when you had fucked up badly, or when he was in ‘colonel-mode’ as you liked to call it.
“Relax caleb im out this late often.” you muttered, you walked around the couch and sat, letting out a satisfied groan to be off your feet.
“Really? Till’ 3am? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is for you to be out wandering alone? Without any damn shoes? Drunk?” Caleb asked. His voice began to raise as he stood in front of you.
You massage your temples and shake your head, annoyance beginning to seep into you.
“You've always been like this Caleb, can't you just chill? God damn you're annoying sometimes. I'm not little anymore! I have a knife, and the pepper spray you bought me.” you reasoned.
Caleb shook his head, his arms folded and he glared down at you.
“That isn't gonna stop someone if you're too drunk to realize they've been sneaking up on you.” he replied.
You waved a hand at him, turning away and pulling out your phone.
“Go to bed caleb, we arent fucking kids anymore i dont have or need a curfew.” you responded.
As the phone screen lit up, Caleb stepped forward, snatching your phone from your hand. You tried to snatch it back, but he put his mechanical arm on your shoulder, pushing you into the couch as he peered into your eyes.
“Clearly you need one because you're too stupid to realize there are awful people even here in Skyhaven. What if you went home with someone? Huh? You're just gonna sleep with me’? Just gonna give it to some random guy like a damn whore?” he said.
You were a bit shocked, and it showed on your face, Caleb shook his head.
“What the fu-”
“Dont give me that ‘oh what the fuck caleb’, no, you go out, you get drunk, and you make mistakes. Mistakes like sleeping with some random guy and not-” he cut himself off this time.
You narrowed your eyes at him. The two of you argued quite a bit, but you hadn't had an argument this tense for a long time. Caleb squeezed his eyes shut and sighed.
“I'm not going out to sleep with anyone because you make it sound like I'm a whore! And I don't have rules anymore Caleb, not for a long time!” you said.
Caleb clenched his jaw, and opened his eyes to peer down at you.
“Really? You think things changed just because you moved away?" Caleb asked.
He inched in a little closer, the phone in his hand fell onto your lap, now empty he placed his hand on the other side of your body, caging you against the couch. His mechanical arm shifted its position, now grasping onto your forearm. The cool metal vibrated slightly against your skin, the fingertips pressed into your flesh ensuring you couldn't move anywhere.
“Yeah. thats kinda how becoming an adult works you fuckin’ idiot.” you spat back.
Caleb's nose twitched and he suddenly smirked.
“Really? So that's what you wanted tonight right? To go out and get fucked? Tell me lil’ sis, how'd that go over when we lived with gran again? You remember that?” he asked.
His voice was quieter now, a lingering threat behind it as you remembered what he spoke about. It was something the two of you swore to never speak about again. The thought of it made your cheeks flush and your stomach squeezed.
“Sh-shut up, fuckin’ weirdo that not-”
“Oh so you do remember right? You know what being a brat gets you? If I recall , my little punishment kept you quite satisfied. I can even distinctly remember a few times after, comin’ in my room with your cheeks red, asking-no begging me t-”
“I said shut up!” you responded, cheeks now bright pink, your hand shot up to clamp over his mouth, but Caleb dodged it with a sly grin. He gripped your arm tighter and pulled you off the couch and to your feet.
“See you made a mistake tonight you know that.” Caleb said, your back was facing him, your shoulders pressed into his chest as he snaked an arm around your waist. Your heart hammered, but you didn't stop him, one part curious, another part paralyzed. A heat bloomed between your legs, memories of secret, forbidden nights with Caleb coming back all at once.
You had tried to forget them. Ashamed of what the two of you had done, and the other part of you missed it. Maybe that's why you couldn't bring yourself to go to more than second base with anyone since moving.
“C’mon don't go quiet on me now pip-squeak, you were such a brat earlier, where'd that fight go hm?” he asked. His head dipped down, his breath lilted over your neck as he chuckled.
Caleb pushed the two of you forward, you were stumbling over your feet being guided by him, a mixture of drunkenness, and the face Caleb was so close behind you.
“You're a bastard.” you mumbled back to caleb.
Another laugh escaped Caleb, he leaned down, sweeping your legs out from under you and carrying you bridal style. He took one look at your face and shook his head as he walked down the hallway, down to your bedroom.
“Y’know i found something while you were gone.” he said.
You stared at him curiously, glancing around your room as the two of you entered it.
“What do you mean?” you asked.
He stayed silent as he set you on the bed, gentle as ever. Caleb turned, and walked to the dresser, pulling open your panty drawer and rifling around.
“Hey wait! You fuckin’ creep dont look in there!” you said. You stood up, realizing what he was talking about, and tried to grab Caleb away.
An invisible force pushed you back towards the bed, Caleb's Evol held you in place as he produced a few barbie pink toys from your drawer.
“These are pretty new pip-squeaks. Did you buy them just for me to find?” he asked. There was a hint of amusement in his voice, his eyes gleamed devilishly as he faced you.
Your face burned with embarrassment not a single comeback came to mind as he got closer, turning your vibrator around in one hand and looking it over. You didn't even think about the fact that he must've been rifling through your panty drawer earlier. He saw all the pretty lace lingerie you had, the pairs of thongs, silky bras. You were desperately trying to think of something to say, your mouth opened and closed as Caleb stared expectantly at you. When you were silent, he sighed, and took another step forward, this time looking over the dildo you had stashed away.
“Y’know lil’ sis’ i will say this surprised me. A vibrator is one thing, but a dildo? Your little fingers couldn't reach far enough when you were pumping your cunt hm? I mean, this is quite small, you know it never feels as good as your big brother right? Or is this all that pretty pussy of yours can handle since I haven't been there to stuff that tiny hole?” caleb asked.
You looked away. “I-shut up caleb! I-i just needed some help is all. Im not-i dont go out just to have sex you were wrong about that okay? Just put them away! Fuckin’ pervert!” you responded.
Caleb closed the distance between you two, sitting on the bed and letting your toys fall into your lap, all of them except the dildo, he looked it over, unimpressed.
“Really? Have you had sex with anyone since you left?” he asked.
The question hung in the air, waiting for a response. You didn't want to answer. It was a bit embarrassing, quite frankly. It's not like you didn't have plenty of opportunities to sleep with someone. It's just that… you didn't.
“Have you?” you questioned back, trying to get around answering caleb.
“No.” he responded quickly. Caleb leaned towards you as you looked back at him in surprise, a small smile on his face.
“Does that shock you pip-squeak?” he asked.
You nodded. Caleb's friends always made it seem like he was some sort of womanizer. They talked about him always taking a girl home and coming back quite late in the night afterwards. There was even a rumor in high school that he slept his way through the cheer team.
“You didn't answer my question though. Did you sleep with anyone else? Or… have you been waiting for your dear brother to come and take care of you again? You know you could've just asked right?” Caleb said.
There was a hint of desperation in his voice, he was staring so intensely at you that you wouldn't think for a moment. His lilac eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and pleading. He wanted your response quite badly.
“I-i don't think i need to caleb, it-it's not important okay just, lets go to bed.” you responded.
His eyes narrowed and he shook his head. Caleb sat up a bit, climbing onto the bed as his evol released you from your held position. You attempted to stand up, but a strong arm wrapped around your waist and dragged you into Caleb's lap. You sat facing away from him, head pressed into his chest as he clicked his tongue with disappointment.
“No no, i want answers from you.” he responded, his arm held you in place, his legs settled between yours, jutting out to make your thighs part, the hem of your dress slid up your thighs. A small noise of surprise escaped as he did this.
“What do you think you're doing caleb!” you exclaimed. He remained silent, his non-mechanical arm reached out and easily brushed the tender flesh of your thigh. His muscles tensed under you, and you could feel a growing hard-on pressing into your back.
“You won't gimme an answer, and you've been such a damn brat all night. What do you think I'm doing princess?” he asked quietly.
Butterflies erupted in your belly, you squirmed in his arms and he only held you tighter, his biceps bulged against you as a quiet laugh vibrated through you.
“Still so small, it's like fighting with a little puppy, you know that? I mean, at one point I thought you might grow a little more, get some more muscle, but here you are still just so tiny up against me.” Caleb said.
“Shut up! Caleb, stop being a pervert!” you said.
He placed his chin on top of your head, his hand suddenly grabbed the fat of your thigh and squeezed painfully, eliciting a whimper and stopping your movements. Caleb stiffened underneath you and you felt his erection twitch in his pants.
“Do that again princess.” he asked, squeezing your thigh a little harder.
Another whine, a little louder this time, and you started to squirm.
“That hurts stupid!”
Caleb shook his head, sighing in frustration at your struggle.
“C’mon stay still, be a good girl for your big brother alright? Just take your punishment properly and I might go easy okay?” he pleaded.
His voice oozed with a sympathetic, almost apologetic tone. His hand caressed the now sore part of your thigh, his hands were a lot bigger, and much more calloused now. The sensation was pleasant, making you pause your struggle against him for a moment. You tried to look up at him, catching a glimpse of his lust filled eyes. He stared down at you like you were prey caught in a trap, his eyes never left your thighs as he continued to gently massage you. After a moment he dragged his eyes down to your face.
“What a good little sister, so calm for me now…” he cooed. The arm holding you in place moved upwards a bit, when the two of you wrestled as kids he always put you in a headlock, this position reminded you a bit of that.
“Caleb…” you whined quietly. He raised an eyebrow glancing at your slowly parting legs. Your core was throbbing now. You hardly noticed until now how worked up he was getting you. Just by gently massaging your legs.
His fingers trailed downwards, leaving chills in their wake. You shivered slightly, shutting your eyes as you took a deep breath, prepared to feel his fingers slowly pull away your panties.
God you don't know how long you had been waiting for this. Whether consciously or not, your body was so excited to feel his familiar touch again. You waited, feeling his hands draw closer to your clothed pussy, wetness had dampened your panties already, a surge of embarrassment ran through you as you thought about how wet he got you.
You opened your mouth to speak, but the words were robbed from you as a sudden smack came across your thigh. A loud cry left your mouth, and you bucked slightly from the pain, trying to move away from the cruel hand now aiming for your other thigh.
“W-wait caleb-”
“You were so bad earlier, you didn't think I'd forget right? You thought I'd let you off easily cause you spread your legs for me like a slut huh?” Caleb asked.
Another smack, this time bringing tears to your eyes and a whimpering moan. The pain stung deliciously, your core throbbed with need as you tried to slam your legs shut. It only earned another slap, and soon an invisible force pulled you up. Caleb stayed under you, and guided you back down to the bed, this time your face was pressed into the comforter, your ass was across his lap and received a gentle massage.
“You need a good punishment. Been able to be a fuckin’ brat for so long havent you? Don't worry pip-squeak your big brother knows exactly what you need to behave." Caleb replied.
Smack! His palm came down roughly on your ass, a cry escaped you and you tried to pull away from Caleb. He was still so much stronger than you. He put a hand around the back of your neck, holding you down with just a bit of force, another smack, followed by a volley of cruel spanks against your ass.
Tears pricked out of your eyes, you could only whine and cry out, your voice muffled slightly by the bed underneath you.
“Oh I know princess, it hurts doesn't it?” Caleb cooked. His voice dripped with faux sympathy. He was always so cruel like this.
A muffled yes came from you, only to turn into a yell as he slammed his palm against your ass as hard as he could. The smack echoed in the room, and you felt like you were going to see stars. The breath was knocked out of you as it came again, and again, and again. Your dress did little to soften the blow, and after the third smack, Caleb dragged the skirt over your ass to admire the now bright red handprints he had left.
“Think that was enough little sis?” Caleb asked. He leaned over you, dragging something across the bed as you pathetically whimpered and cried. Your ass felt hot and stung badly.
“Mhm, y-yes Caleb,” you said weakly.
Caleb hummed quietly, he slowly parted your thighs, giving them a gentle massage once more.
“You did such a good pip-squeak. I know it hurts so much doesn't it?” he asked. His voice was gentle, he leaned towards your head, letting go of the grip he held on your neck as his hands inched towards your panties.
“It does…” you muttered.
“Oh I'm sorry love, do you want me to make it feel better? Wanna feel good now right?” he asked. There was a teasing tone in his voice.
“Please,” you said.
His fingers grazed over your clothed clit, drawing slow, feather light circles above it. The feeling made you twitch and arch your back slightly, a quiet groan escaping your mouth. You had completely soaked your panties, Caleb could only smile widely knowing you got off on his spanking. He knew you did, that was always your favorite punishment from him. No matter how you whined and begged for him to stop, he knew you always wanted more.
“Such a poor thing, you're so pathetic.” Caleb cooked. He pressed down a little more on your hardened nub, slowly rubbing up and down. The sensation was dulled by the barrier of fabric, but you were still able to feel the tingling pleasure. A quiet groan escaped you again, which built into a sharp yelp as Caleb landed a harsh slap against your pussy.
“Too bad I'm not done punishing you isn't it?” Caleb growled, all the faux-sympathy was gone from his voice, any gentle tone left as if it had never been there to begin with.
You tried to escape the harsh smacks against your cunt, your clit throbbed with a mix of pain and pleasure, you attempted to sit up, only to be harshly held down again.
“Stupid dumb little slut. Think imma stop now? God there really must be nothing in that brain anymore huh? Not till you answer my question princess, quite crying and telling me. How many other guys did you let in this pussy? Were they better than your big brother's cock? Huh? Answer me slut!” he demanded.
His hand kept pounding down on you, your brain fuzzed with the mix of pain and pleasure surging through your body, you tried to form an answer, but only a pathetic amount of crying and whimpering could leave you. If he just stopped for a moment you could tell him! But it was damn near impossible. You were left to simply take it, listening to his cruel remarks.
“I waited till you came back y’know? Waited so long so i could have you again, all to myself, no more reason to be quiet, i can do whatever i want to you now, but your such a slutty bimbo you try and go get fucked while your here with me? Fuckin’ disrespectful you know that? You know how much i fucking love you? Makes me wanna tie you up in this little room and keep you here. So you can only see me, only be with me, so those pretty eyes will only look at me." Caleb growled.
He finally paused his spanking. You were out of breath, the room spun around you as you quietly cried and tried to form a sentence.
“D-didnt… i didnt… mmph.. Caleb, di-didn't-”
“Didnt what? Didn't know?” he questioned.
You shook your head, your legs trembled.
“Didnt.. Fuck anyone.. Else.” you whimpered.
The room grew quiet, and Caleb let out a deep breath. His hands went back to massaging your now heated and slightly bruised ass and thighs.
“You didn't?” he asked quietly. His voice hasn't lost that edge, but it did soften. He was still angry with you.
“N-no, ‘m promise.” you mumbled.
He squeezed your thighs again, forcing them to part. His fingers found your clothed clit once more and applied a bit of pressure, rubbing circles once more, this time with a bit more force than before. A string of moans left your mouth as your head slumped against the pillow. He seemed satisfied by your answer.
“That's my good girl,” he said softly, the mean edge had left his voice, replaced by the softer tone you knew very well. You whined at the praise, earning a quiet chuckle from Caleb again.
“You like that huh? Being my good girl? Mmm… you are such a good little sister you know that? So patient, even refusing other guys so you can be with your big brother huh?" Caleb asked.
You nodded, and Caleb's fingers pressed more firmly to your clit. Your thighs trembled and tried to close together again, Caleb's hand left your neck and firmly held them open.
“Don't try to stop it, just let me make you feel good,” Caleb murmured gently.
You whimpered in response, especially loud when his hand left your clit. You were prepared to feel another harsh smack, but instead, your panties slowly slid down your ass, and your dress pushed up further. A quiet gasp escaped Caleb as he gently parted your folds, an exploratory finger trailing down your slit.
“So wet… just for me,” Caleb muttered, he sighed and gently prodded his fingers into your pussy, they were so much bigger than yours it made you whine and whimper loudly.
“Oh I know pip-squeak, I'm bigger than your little hands, right? You've always been so tiny inside, do you think I'll still fit?” Caleb asked.
He pushed a finger in deeper, now knuckle deep. You squirmed, hips bucking away but Caleb held you firmly.
“Mm Caleb… mmph~ m-more please!” you whined.
Caleb curled his finger inside you, slowly pushing in and out, it was a terribly slow pace, making you shiver and whimper. He was taking his sweet time, it was torturous.
“Just take it like this princess, nice and slow and gentle just how you like it. Feels good doesn't it? Think I can add one more?" Caleb purred.
He dragged his finger out, and you felt the second one press against you slowly push inside, it made you shiver and your eyes rolled into the back of your head. He kept the same torturous pace.
“F-faster please… mmph Caleb please!” you whined.
He shushed you, instead of moving faster he stilled all his movements and removed his fingers entirely. He leaned down, brushing hair out of your face. You looked up to see his soft eyes peering down at you.
“Is that right little sis? You want more don't you?” Caleb asked.
You nodded your head.
He hummed quietly, before scooping his arms under you and lifting you up. A small gasp left you as you settled back on his lap. His chest pressed firmly against your back as he wrapped his arms around you in a hug. A sigh left you as he pressed a gentle kiss to your neck, his hands began rubbing circles over your stomach.
“It's been too long since I got to hold you pip-squeak,” Caleb mumbled quietly. His voice was now breathy. He pressed another kiss to your neck, his tongue flicking out to lick a gentle stripe. The kiss sent a shudder down your back as his hands dug into your plush stomach.
“I won't stay away long again,” you mumbled softly.
He nodded, kissing your shoulder and biting gently. A soft groan left you as his bite became a little harder, something of a grumble came from Caleb. He suddenly bit down hard on your neck, the pain made you whine and squirm in his arms. When he pulled away he chuckled.
“You promise you won't? You'll start staying here with me right?” he asked.
“Y-yes Caleb, I will,” you replied.
He nodded slowly. After a moment of comfortable silence, his hands began to trail back to your legs.
“Well, I guess I do need to take care of you tonight, right? Make sure you come back for more?” Caleb asked.
You squirmed a little bit, a small smile gracing your features and you nodded.
“Oh no, say it properly, use your words pip-squeak,” Caleb said.
His hands trailed between your thighs and gently pinched the tender skin.
“Mm, you're so mean, Caleb, always teasing me,” you mumbled quietly. A pit of embarrassment formed in your stomach. He always made you beg and ask nicely for him to help you like this.
“Mean? Me? Nooo… listen, all you gotta say is this: ‘Please big brother, stuff my tight little pussy and use me how you want tonight. I promise I'll stay here with you and won't even look at other people, all I need is my big brother. Please Caleb, please.’ maybe a little extra whiney for me okay?” Caleb said.
Your cheeks flushed bright red. “Pl-please cal-”
“Nooo, that's not what I said, baby.” Caleb teased. He pinched your thigh again, which made you whimper quietly.
“Please big brother…” you couldn't get yourself to finish the sentence, it was so filthy the way he got off on this. He knew it embarrassed you to say out loud.
“Come on, be a good girl for me okay?” Caleb asked.
“And… and stuff my tight pussy and use me how you want tonight.” you quickly finished, and one of your hands flew to cover your face from the embarrassment. It was stopped mid-air by Caleb's evol, and you glanced up to see him smiling widely.
“And what else pip-squeak?”
“I promise I'll stay here with you and I won't even look at-at other people.” you mumbled.
“Say the next part is nice and loud for me okay?” Caleb requested.
You cleared your throat to speak more clearly.
“All I need is my big brother. Please Caleb, please..” you said.
He practically purred at the statement, burying his face in your neck and kissing over the tender skin. He hit every sensitive spot, making you breathe in deeper and close your eyes. The embarrassment from the moments before slowly faded as heat began to pool between your legs again.
“That's a good girl for me. Always so good. I'll take care of you pip-squeak, i'll make sure you can't even walk tomorrow.”
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