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Brother’s x Best x Friend

Synopsis: Chrollo catches his best friends sister sneaking into her bedroom- what was he doing in here anyway?

Tags: Chrollo x Phinks sister! Reader, modern au, no one’s dead the troupe is semi normal, Drug mentions, smut, reader is under the influence, mentions of sex, chrollo is a panty thief, male masturbation, chrollo wants to be a munch sooo bad, Chrollo is a nasty pervert…, jealousy, mentions of oral (f receiving), possessiveness, like VERY possessive Chrollo, idk grammar maybe? Plot with porn, mentions of shibari 18+ only.

Authors note: Yue and I were talking ‘bout Kuroro and this beautiful thought came to her… I had to sit my ass down and write. @yuelucilfer I love you beloved I truly hope you enjoy 😭

Word count: 2000?

You’ve never been caught sneaking out. Your mom’s a heavy sleeper, and thank God Phinks is too. Come to think of it, you’d rather be caught in the act by mom than your big brother, who would certainly board up your windows and force you to wear unfashionable, baggy sweats for the rest of your life.

You didn’t even wanna think about it.

You carefully lift the window edge you left partially open sometime around midnight, just enough to let your body through with ease. You’ve done this at least 10 times now, right? It’s sort of becoming natural to you, you’ve become more bold as time passes. You land inside your bedroom, turning to shut the window close and lower your blinds. As if you never even left.

“Boo.”

You almost scream, but your intruder quickly wraps a hand around your mouth, muffling any noise that would wake the household.

Phinks would want you to hurt anyone who touches you without consent, but you’re a bit too high to remember that the moment you need to. You hear a familiar boyish laugh behind you the moment your senses kick in and you elbow the devil himself directly in the stomach. His hand moves away from your face as he clutches his side, groaning in pain.

“Chrollo?! What the fuck are you doing in my room?!” You whisper yell, turning around and making your way to your nightstand. You turn on your lamp and look at him, still rubbing the spot where you had maimed him. It’s been months since you’ve last seen him, and neither of you expected his welcome back to be such a snafu.

“I think I have the upper hand here, sweet girl. what were you doing sneaking in at 3 in the morning?” He interrogates. You feel yourself petrify, shit. He’d tell Phinks… he’ll never let you escape to York New now.

“On top of that, you reek of weed. And…” he makes his way to you, and you take a step back. “Stay still,” Chrollo whispers. You don’t know why you listen, but you do (and you always have, you can’t remember the last time Chrollo had to ask more than once for a favor). You stay put as he politely moves your hair to your back, revealing something even you weren’t aware of; a hickey. “Phinks is gonna lose his shit in the morning.” He smirks. He rube his finger against it, applying light pressure that made you wince in return. I told him not to leave anything, dammit!

Doesn’t Chrollo know it’s not nice to play around with a very high girl?! You always hated when he’d mess with you as a kid, his teasing felt too personal at times.

“Please don’t tell him Lolo!” You only use the childhood nickname when you want something from him now, nonetheless it pleases him to hear it. Chrollo chuckles and sits on your bed, removing the pillows inside your blanket first. Were these honestly going to fool anyone? You couldn’t have bothered buying a wig to make it look more realistic? He pats the spot next to him and you obey, sitting down without hesitation.

“I won’t tell him, but you do need to explain some things to your old pal Lolo first.” He grins. “First, who are you buying weed from?”

“Hisoka? I think that’s his name.” Chrollo rolls his eyes and shakes his head. Hisoka? Damn, he hates that guy. He always harassed Machi back in high school, and tried to steal Chrollo’s spotlight during theatre. Oh, he’d never be able to forget the time that Hisoka pushed Shalnark into a cactus either- his poor friend never recovered emotionally. Suffice to say, you should stay far away from that clown. It’s what’s best for you; your safety is his priority.

“If you want anything tell me, I’ll give it to you for free and I buy from dispos, not whatever the hell Hisoka sells.” He demands. “So quit buying from him. Same thing when you head off to York New, don’t trust anything dealers give you. You can rely on Nobunaga and I for weed there.”

You’ll be going to uni soon, the same one that Chrollo attends. He convinced both you and Phinks after his first year, saying he’d watch out for you and always always have your best interest in mind. Phinks was skeptical of his only sister going off to such a large city on her own, but who better to keep you safe than his own best friend?

You nod in agreement, opening your mouth before you could think of what you’d say, “you’re a drug dealer?” You blurt. He lets out a small scoff, but smiles anyway.

“No, I have my medical card and I don’t want you smoking anything that could hurt your pretty self.” He explains, not giving you enough time to ask what he meant by that. “Second, who were you with tonight?” He continues. You look away, feeling your cheeks and ears warm.

“Can’t you just leave it at that…”

“Tell me, or else I’ll tattle tale to Phinks.”

“That’s not fair, I’m 19!”

“And you’re still his baby sister, that labels never going away in his eyes and we both know it.”

You sigh, covering your face with your hands.

“I was out with Nino…” you admit in defeat. You feel him tense for a moment before placing a hand on your side, moving you closer to him.

“Sweet girl… don’t mess around with him.” He warns. “You do know what he’s like, right?”

“What are you talking about Lolo?” You’re so embarrassing! Getting caught and telling him about your almost hookup…

“Nino likes sleeping around with lots of girls- even Machi got played by him.” Chrollo elaborates.

“I thought Machi was a les-“

“She was figuring it out still, give her some slack.” He rushes out. “What I’m trying to say is that you don’t need some slimy boy who’s only going to use you for your body.”

“But he said he wanted something deeper than that…” you mumble, looking down at your lap. The disappointment fills your aura, he can sense it.

It’s not like you could have the person you truly desire, and Nino wasn’t bad to look at.

You feel Chrollo’s hand rub up and down your side as he lifts up your chin with the other. Your droopy, red eyes looking into his grey orbs. “I’m merely looking out for you, sweet girl. I know how he thinks, you’re not the first he’s lied to about his intentions. Did you two…?”

He didn’t have to finish the sentence, you know what he means.

“No! We didn’t have sex, I just- he started kissing my neck and I- ugh!” You’re too high for this… “it didn’t feel right and I told him to take me home. I didn’t wanna lose my virginity to him!” You rush out.

“Good girl,” Chrollo barely whispers. You felt your thighs clench as the words leave his lips, and you pray to God that he doesn’t notice. “There’s gonna be a lot of guys like that when we head off to Uni, so make sure you stick with me, okay?” You nod, unable to trust your words right now. “Good, don’t sneak out to see him again either. I’ll definitely tell Phinks next time.” Chrollo winks, and you wish you could slap that smirk off of him.

But frankly he looks handsome and sexy when he does it.

“Wait,” you remember how this whole thing started… “what were you doing in my room anyway?”

“I was using your bathroom, Uvogin passed out in the tub by Phink’s room.” You both laugh, it wasn’t the first time it had happened. Uvogin swears to God that it feels good when he wakes in the morning. Your suspicion leaves your body almost immediately. “Alright, I’m heading to bed, Good night, sweet girl.” Chrollo kisses your forehead before standing. You don’t know if it’s the weed or the exhaustion, but you stand and pull him into a hug.

“Thank you Lolo,” you whisper against his chest. His arms wrap around your body, tightly might you add. “Besides Phinks, sometimes I think you’re the only guy I can trust.” You admit, pulling away. Chrollo pulls back too, but ruffles your hair before walking towards the door.

“Good, I’d never do anything to betray that trust. Get some rest, sweet girl.” He closes the door to your bedroom and you’re left alone with an intense pounding in your head.

Phinks would kill him if you even thought about it. You’ve spent years putting those feelings aside, it’s not as if he feels the same way.

Chrollo probably has a girlfriend back in York New anyway.

~~~

Chrollo sighs as he enters the spare guest room, quickly locking the door behind him as a shit-eating grin spreads across his pale face.

He was so fucking lucky, if you had came in a minute too soon he would have been caught with his prized possessions.

Speaking of, chrollo takes off his compression shirt and flings it towards the ottoman. He turns off all the big lights and heads to the soft bed in the center of the room, laying in the middle as he pulls out two pairs of panties from the pockets of his shorts. One black, another pastel pink. Chrollo had to be the world’s most fortunate man, there’s no doubt about it.

A moment too soon, and you would have caught him taking a deep sniff of your freshly dirtied panties he spent months fiending for while in York New.

You must have showered before sneaking out, he could still feel a bit of moisture on the inside. His tongue slowly darts out to savor the taste of you, earning a twitch from his cock. What were you thinking about that made you this wet? If it was anyone but him- especially Nino, he would surely lose his mind and kill them all.

Well, perhaps not, yet he can’t shake the feeling that he’d be more than willing to kill for you.

Chrollo took a deeper breath in, you with someone else… he didn’t want to think about that ever again. Your scent can only do so much to relax him, but your sweet juices… they were a delicacy he considers himself lucky enough to finally relish in. No one else has ever had a taste- that alone made his cock ache with desire.

He lifts up his hips and quickly lowers his shorts and boxers, his tip hitting his stomach in relief. Another breath in. Chrollo grabs the black pair of cotton panties- they’re lacy on the edges, he doubts he’d last long if he saw you wearing them. With his right hand, he delicately wraps the pair around his needy cock, stroking up and down carefully.

He personally didn’t enjoy the feeling of cloth around his dick, but your scents mixed together drove him feral, and that’s exactly what he wanted after feeling your thighs clench next to his.

Chrollo picked up his pace, you were too high to put up the usual facade you had towards him.

You were his good girl, and you knew it. Your eyes dilated the moment the words escaped his lips, so he’ll forgive you for the makeout session you had earlier with his high school rival. Chrollo didn’t even know if Nino was the type to use you like that, but you obediently took his lies as truth anyway. Good girl.

He switches panties, breathing in the black pair now. It held enough of his musk and your dried wetness to ease a deep moan out of him. He discards your pastel pair to the side for now. he’s definitely keeping it for his collection. He pulls your underwear away from his face for a few moments, quickly spitting on his left hand before going back to stroking himself.

Your his, his alone. You’ll bare his last name by the time you graduate college, and hopefully Phinks gets over whatever ‘protective brother’ bullshit he has going on.

There will come a day that Chrollo undresses you every night, kisses every square inch of your body, and finger fucks you while his mouth sucks on your clit. You won’t have to work- you won’t have to lift a finger. Hell, he’d make sure you never so much as have to walk- he’d carry you everywhere you desire. If you want something, he’ll give it to you. Just as long as you let him drown between your legs every day and night. Thats all Chrollo will ever ask of you.

He’s so so close. The thought of your sloppy pussy over his glistening face earns another groan from him. Chrollo could eat you out for hours, he’d die a happy man between your legs. Maybe he’d tie you up so you can’t move once you’re overstimulated from all of your orgasms. Maybe he’d only stop once you’re screaming- no, begging him to fuck you raw until you forget everything but his name. That’s all he’d hear for hours, you moaning his name again and-

“Chrollo?”

He cums on the spot, erratically breathing in your scent as thick ropes of cum hit his abs.

He’s panting now, growing soft once more. Chrollo hasn’t came like that in months, it was almost as if your voice-

“Lolo?” There was two knocks on the door.

Damn, there’s no tissues. He quickly wipes himself off with your black panties (he may as well keep both) and pulls up his bottoms. He stuffs both panties into his pockets before standing up to unlock the door.

If you needed him, he’d answer, no matter what.

He hopes you’ll see that soon once you’re away at York New with him- and away from Phinks overprotection.

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