stepbrother wilbur.
warning: it’s smut. and it’s rough. Wilbur highly teases reader about their situation, squirting, breeding (use protection please!) fluff at the end- (I don’t condone stepcest nor incest, this is purely fiction!)
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“You’re so fucking loud-” Wilbur groaned out, grabbing a fist full of your hair, turning your face and stuffing it into the pillows. The roughness of his actions making you moan into the cotton as his thrust never ceased.
You don’t know how this happened. One moment you and Wilbur were studying together, telling your parents how you both do better when studying with the other, usually asking for input on things. And the next moment you’re being bent over on Wilbur’s bed, face being suffocated, and his dick hitting every spot imaginable.
Wilbur wasn’t being soft. No. Not when he wanted to test just how well you could stay quiet for him while he dicks you down and reminds you who really matters in this situation.
“Shh baby, mommy and daddy are home remember? Don’t want them waking up to the sounds of their daughter being a whore for their son yeah?” Wilbur whispered in your ear, hand still covering your mouth, your moans being muffled and drool spilling over his palm.
Your eyes rolled back at his words, and you clenched around his dick at the idea of being caught in an act you shouldn’t even be in. But it sounded good coming from him… maybe a little bit too good.
Wilbur hissed as he felt your walls trap him inside of you, hips stuttering at the feeling of your warmth sucking him in. “Shit- you dirty little slut. You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Wilbur laughed in your ear, his free hand was now buried in your hair, moving your head to be facing his door.
“Mother dearest hearing her baby screaming so loud over her step son’s cock, banging on the door to let her in but you don’t care, no. You wouldn’t want me to stop. You’d want me to continue to pound you into the mattress until you’ve taken every. last. drop of me, yeah?” Wilbur hissed out, his lips brushing against your ear every so often as he spoke venom into your veins.
The worst part is, he wasn’t wrong.
He knew you had some sort of fear of being caught by your parents. But he also knows you like when it’s exploited and a possibility. It’s disgusting, yes, but with the situation you’re in, it goes hand and hand.
Wilbur chuckled as you turned your head back into the pillow, trying to bite down your whines and moans as he pressed your back down further into the mattress, your ass perfectly in line for him to go as deep as he could.
“Oh so now she wants to be quiet? Well too bad my love, you’re a little bit late to pull that card-“ Wilbur hissed once more at you as he pressed you fully into the mattress. He kept his hands pressed on your back, making sure you stayed put as he thrusted harder and faster, chasing a high that was so close.
The new position made everything too much. He felt bigger, stretching you out even more than he did before, hitting spots inside of you no one else ever could. Your hands fisted the pillows underneath you, drool seeping out of your mouth and onto the cloth your face had found comfort in as of late.
“Oh my- Wil! ‘m gonna cum!” You slurred out into the pillow, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you tried to thrust back and meet his hips, wanting him deeper inside you if possible. Your body felt numb, legs shaking from the overwhelming sensation of want and need. Want to come and need for Wilbur to make it happen.
Wilbur’s hips moved faster than before, going at an almost inhuman pace in your opinion, but you weren’t complaining. His hand crept up your back, grabbing a fistful of your hair as he pulled your head up from the pillows, taking in your expression.
Tears stained your face from how good you felt, drool dripping from your chin onto the sheets as your eyes rolled back into your head. Your mouth dropped open in an empty moan, quickly biting your lip to contain any groans you would let out.
You looked pathetic.
But oh so beautiful.
“Fucking hell- gonna make me come just from your face baby… “ Wilbur whispered in your ear, a whine slipping through your teeth as he continued rocking into to. Wilbur couldn’t hold it anymore, you felt so good and you sounded even better, all this build up was making him insane. “Go ahead baby- be a good girl and cum on my cock!”
After the words left his mouth, you didn’t waste a second. The pressure in your body snapped, making your body tense up at the feeling of finally being able to release all of it. Wilbur’s hand quickly let go of your hair, moving his hand to cover your mouth the best he could, preventing as much sound as he could.
Your hand held onto his wrist, digging your nails into the skin while your eyes rolled back into your head once more, body twitching as you clenched around his cock. Your mouth opened to scream yet nothing came out, at least that you know of. All of your senses flew out the window as the tension snapped in two, ringing filling your ears as your vision went white, hands twisted into the sheets.
Wilbur bit back his own moan as he watched you come undone underneath him, his thrust not ceasing as your release flowed out of you, making a mess of his thighs and his sheets. The sight of your body shaking and your muffled screams and groans made Wilbur finish quicker than he thought, hips stuttering as his release filled you up even more than you already were.
Wilbur came with a groan, not caring to muffle or surpress it, body fully lying on yours as his hips rocked into you once more, fucking his cum deeper in you. You rested your body on the mattress, spent and tired from the actions that just occurred, hands untangling from the pillows, reaching up to rest one of them in Wilbur’s hair.
Your fingers ran through his curls, untangling knots as gently as you could without making Wilbur whine at you. The brunette pressed his face further in your neck, almost purring at your work on his hair, breathing slowing down.
“As much as I would love to stay like this, I’m currently lying in my wetness and want a shower, desperately.” You told the man on top of you, starting to push off of the bed, making him whine at the sudden movement.
“5 more minutes?” He questioned, lips pressing against your neck once more as his cock stirred inside of you once more.
You moved your ass against his groin, grinding against his member as you turned your head towards him. Connecting your lips to his, the kiss was soft yet deep, pulling his head closer to you. You smiled into the kiss as he groaned into your mouth, his member fully hard inside you now, hips trying to rock against yours.
The kiss lasted for a while, tongue colliding with his as you both got sloppier and sloppier. He tasted good; a mix of mint from his gum he had earlier intermingled with the taste of you from his earlier advances. You don’t know how long this all lasted, starting to finish. But all you knew is you wanted more….
Later on.
Pulling away, a string of spit fell onto your chin from the ongoing kiss, making you bite your lip from the heat of it all and Wilbur’s expression. His eyes hooded over, lips swollen and his pupils wide from what you could see. He looked fucked out, yet begging for more of you.
Oh how the roles have reversed.
“Times up baby. Now get up, I want a shower-“ you patted him on the head, rolling over on your side, feeling him slip out of you. You bit your lip at the sensation of it, swallowing a moan before Wilbur could make you stay.
“You’re lucky I love you. I could bend you over my desk and make you take it again-“
“Don’t threaten me with a good time…” you smirked back at him, walking over to his dresser, trying to be quick as his cum was dripping out of you slowly, grabbing a shirt of his and a new sheet for his bed from his closet. “Now change the sheets so we can sleep.”
Wilbur groaned in annoyance as you threw the cloth at his face, ripping it away as he watched you walk towards the door. “So… are you done done, or done for now?”
You threw your head back as you turned to look at him, tilting your head in thought as you took him in. Cock hard against his stomach, arms resting behind his head as he looked you up and down, legs spread like he was ready for you to ride him.
And that does sound good as of right now.
“Change the sheet and if your like that when I come back in, you might just be lucky…” you smirked at the brunette, slipping into the dark hallway to the bathroom across the hall.
Wilbur would never admit how fast he changed his bed.
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