✗ If You Like It Or Not ✗
Kinktober Day 24- Noncon
Kappa helps you and your sister get closer.
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Tags/CW: Noncon, incest, knifeplay (very minor descriptions of blood), cum eating, cream pie, oral (f receiving), p in v, Kappa x reader x sister, 800ish words
AN: Caught up again!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYY
The two of you had been on your own for so long. After your parents had died, you only had each other. You found solace in snuggling up in bed together at night, becoming each other’s safety. It had been years and yet, every night, your sister crawled into bed with you. She was everything to you- your sun, your moon, and your stars. You would do anything to protect her.
Kappa loved that about the two of you. How close you were. It was so interesting to him how trauma warped our bonds into something new and beautiful. Every night, he would come and watch you through your windows, the gauzy curtains blowing in the night air. The two of you snuggled into each other, in your own little world. You didn’t even know he was there, did you? Lurking every night, fixated on the beautiful love you shared.
Kappa had enough. He was tired of watching. He wanted to participate. He wanted to see how he could sanctify that precious love, turn it into something new and special.
He crawled into your room, watching the two of you sleep, content in one another’s embrace. Then, he brushes your hair out of your face. You smile in your sleep. You like that, huh? You probably think it’s her, comforting you with her gentle hands.
He presses a blade against your neck, watching as your blood beads on his knife. Your eyes flutter open and hand darts to your neck, almost causing you to cut your fingers. You go to scream and to your surprise, he lets you, a strange, almost inhuman laugh coming from deep inside of him. Your sister startles awake and you can feel her heart pounding next to you.
“Your friend Kappa won’t hurt you, don’t worry,” he coos, “At least not too badly. I just want to have some fun.”
he drags the tip of the knife along your skin, not quite cutting, just a slow agonizing scrape across flesh. Your sister watches you with wide, wet eyes. God, you can’t let her see this.
Kappa pauses, watching the way your gaze flicks to her. A smile splits his face, eyes wide and manic.
“Give her a kiss for Kappa,” he instructs.
“W-what?” you stutter.
His knife digs into your skin again. Message received. You lean in and give your sister a kiss on the cheek. Not enough, apparently, because he cuts off the strap of your pajama top, nicking you in the process. You draw in a sharp breath and look up at your sister from under your lashes. You lean in and press your lips against hers. You try to stifle the overwhelming thoughts flooding your brain. The overwhelming *feelings* flooding your body. Kappa watches with sick pleasure, relishing in the special view he’s created.
“Don’t stop there,” he says. So you don’t. You feel a warmth bloom from your tummy all the way up your body as you kiss her. You try to ignore the ache growing in your core as your lips press against her soft flesh. You’re just doing this because you’re being held at knifepoint.
You're just doing this because you’re being held at knifepoint.
Aren’t you?
You lift her shirt up, swirling your tongue around one of her nipples. Her moans are so beautiful. You had never heard her like this before. As you kiss down her body, you arrive at the top of her sleep shorts, looking up at her for permission. As if you have a choice.
She gives a small nod, so you tug her shorts down. God, her cunt is so pretty. Everything about her is so pretty. You kiss and lick at her perfect pussy, not sure if the hot feeling in your body is from fear or arousal. Behind you, you feel your own shorts being pulled down. As you freeze, you feel his cock nudging your wet entrance. Your sister squeezes your hand. No matter what, you’re in this together.
You try to get lost between her legs, trying to ignore the way your cunt is being stretched. But you can’t ignore it, can you? You can’t avoid how much you’re enjoying this- the taste of your sister, the feeling of a thick cock filling you. Ease into it, darling. It’s okay.
Kappa nudges your cervix with every thrust, causing you to moan against your sister. The vibrations make her lovely thighs shake. You lap up her release eagerly, savoring the taste of her pleasure. You follow not long after, spurred on by her ecstasy. Kappa’s thrusts become erratic and desperate, stuttering inside you. Your sister squeezes your hand as he bottoms out, painting your walls with his seed.
“Clean her up,” he instructs, “Be good.”
Your sister settles between your legs, lapping up the spend leaking out of you. Fuck, her tongue. Everything about her is perfect. Made for you.
Perhaps this monster is a blessing after all.
Thank you for reading, my little perverts ♡