is it coming in too strong to request cnc with stepbro!noah but you're a virgin and he knows and thinks it's so sweet that you waited for him to take it when he wanted 🫣 maybe a little knife play and threatening to breed you. whatever you're comfortable with bb <3 I'm so excited either way!!!
WORD COUNT - 2.3k PAIRING - stepbro!noah sebastian x reader TAGS/WARNINGS - smut, stepcest, CNC, dubcon, kidnapping, mentions of exhaustion, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected p in v, a little fingering (f receiving), knifeplay, loss of virginity, a little cum eating, breeding, noah is very mean at first, multiple orgasms, use of handcuffs, swearing
18+ below the cut. minors do not interact.
You step out of work feeling exhausted and worn out. You'd been on your feet all day, rushing around a busy restaurant and serving customers. Your face hurt from the fake smiles and you were so glad to just get back home. You're especially looking forward to going home because your stepbrother Noah is in town for a few days, a break from a lengthy tour with his band.
As you make your way through the parking lot to your car, you mull over stuff you've seen on Netflix, ready for a night of chilling with Noah on the couch. You just wanted to cuddle in his arms and forget the day.
The thrill of finally being done with work doesn't last long. A sense of uneasiness creeps in as you start to get the feeling that someone is watching you. At first, you assume that you're just being paranoid. Then you hear footsteps behind you. Trying to stay calm, you focus on getting to your car, but your panic rises when you realize the footsteps are getting closer. You glance back.
A figure rushes at you in the dark and a gloved hand covers your mouth.
"Shh, it's okay." he whispers, his breath warm against your ear.
He holds you against him and you whimper into his hand. You struggle against him, but then you hear a snap and at the same time, a switchblade pops open just inches from your face.
"Don't scream." he growls. The masked man presses the switchblade against your neck He shoves you against your car and then reaches into your bag to grab your keys.
"Please don't hurt me." you beg.
The man pulls handcuffs from his pocket and slaps them on your wrists. "Do what I say and I won't have to."
He shoves you into your car and gets in behind you. Then he starts the car and shoves the switchblade in his pocket.
For most of the car ride, things are tense. You're staring ahead, watching and panicking as your surroundings get increasingly unfamiliar. The man takes you to a part of town you've never been to. Something on the outskirts and closer to more wooded areas. You beg him to let you go and you try to ask questions, but he ignores you.
Eventually, the man pulls into a motel with an empty parking lot. He stops the car and unbuckles your seatbelt.
"What are you going to do to me?" you ask.
This time, he does respond. "You'll see." You hear a smile in his voice.
He gets out of the car and then grabs your arm, pulling you out roughly.
As he leads you to a room, you feel his switchblade pressing into your back. He shoves you inside. As he's closing the door, you stand there, staring at him and panicking. Then the man turns to you and points the knife at you. You cower away from him.
"Here's what we're gonna do. You're gonna do everything I tell you and you're gonna listen. Or else." He starts walking towards you. "You understand?"
"Okay." Your eyes flicker to his knife.
"Sit on the bed."
You obey. He stands in front of you, looking you over for a moment. "I want you to take my cock out and suck it."
"What?" Your cheeks get warm.
"You heard me."
You shake your head. "No, no, I can't…"
The masked man grabs your face, making you wince. "What did I say?" He growls.
"I'm sorry." you whimper.
He presses the switchblade against your throat again, this time putting a bit of pressure on your skin. "Pull my fucking cock out."
Your hands shake as you fumble with the zipper on his pants. Then you pull his cock out. He's already hard, so it springs free when you pull his boxers down. He pulls the switchblade away from your throat.
You grimace and lean forward. Hesitantly, your lips close over his tip, causing him to groan. Your heart pounds fast in your chest as you move your head forward and take more of him in. He groans and you feel one of his hands in your hair. The other hand is on your cheek and the switchblade is dangerously close to your eye.
You're going too slow for him, so he shoves himself into your mouth. He starts to buck his hips, forcing you to take more and more of him down your throat. He closes the switchblade and shoves it into his pocket and then holds your head with both hands, bobbing your head up and down his cock.
"Fuck, your mouth feels so good." he groans.
Your captor throws his head back, completely lost in fucking your throat. You try your best to handle him, but you keep gagging on him. He doesn't care. Tears fill your eyes.
You look up at him. Even though you're terrified of him, there's a part of you that feels a certain thrill at being used like this. He looks completely blissed out and lost in chasing his pleasure.
Then your gaze wanders. First to his stomach and then further down to his thighs. His pants are down and you spot some familiar leg tattoos. That small stirring of arousal grows.
Before you can fully process it, he cums. You can barely keep it down, coughing and sputtering. He lets go of your head and you jerk away from him. Warm cum spurts across your face.
You take a few breaths to recover and then look up at him.
"Noah? Is that you?" you say quietly.
The masked man freezes. Then he scoffs. "Who's that?"
You narrow your eyes. "My stepbrother." You wipe your mouth. "You know, he'd kill you for this."
He reaches down to touch your head. "Would you be mad if I was him?"
"If you were him, I'd tell him that he didn't have to kidnap me for this."
"And what if he had something special planned for tonight, hmm?"
"I'd wanna hear it from him."
The man hesitates. Then he pulls his mask off and smiles at you. "Surprise."
"Oh my god, Noah…" You relax a little, but you're still uneasy. "What the fuck? You scared the crap out of me."
He chuckles. "Sorry." He leans down and kisses you, lapping at the cum dripping down your face.
"Why'd you do all this? You really freaked me out." You smile.
"I'm sorry, sis. I just needed to have you to myself tonight." He kisses your forehead.
You feel a little safer, knowing that it's Noah, but at the same time, there's still something dangerous in his eyes.
"We could have closed the door to my room and told my roommates to leave us alone." you say quietly.
"Needed you completely alone for what I wanna do." Noah says. He pulls back and strokes the side of your face, looking at you fondly. "Something more than what we've done already. I don't want little quickies. I wanna go further."
Your eyebrows furrow. "Uh…okay." You have a feeling you know what he wants, but you let him speak.
"Needed you all to myself for it." He leans forward and kisses you, breathing in your scent. Then he kneels down in front of you. "Can you lay back for me, sis?"
He kisses your knee and then spreads your legs. He takes his gloves off and tosses them aside.
"Noah…you know, I'm really tired. Can we continue this tomorrow?" you say, reaching down to touch his hair.
Noah stares up at you. That same dangerous glint He kisses your thigh. "You're still my captive, sis. And you're going to do what I say." shines in his dark eyes.
He pulls your thighs further apart and yanks you forward. "You don't even have to do anything. Just lay back." Reluctantly, you obey. You feel his fingers curling inside you. He presses a gentle kiss to your cunt. "There we go. All ready and wet for me."
You think maybe he's going to eat you out, but then he stands up.
"Noah?" You say. You hear him unbuckling his belt and you look down, panic rising.
He clicks his tongue. "No, no, no, lay back." He leans down to lay on top of you.
"Noah…what the fuck are you doing?" you ask.
"I need to feel you, sis. I don't wanna shove dildos in you or have you hold a fleshlight. I need this, sis. Please." You feel the tip of his cock against your entrance.
"Wait, Noah…I've never…done this with anyone."
"Shh…I know, sis. It's okay. I'll go slow." He pets your head and hugs you with one arm. Then with the other, he guides his cock into you.
Your eyes widen. "What? How do you know?"
"One of your roommates told me. Said you had never been with anyone since I left town." Noah whispers. "My sweet love." Your cheeks feel warm as he trails kisses up your collarbone and then your neck. "You waited all this time for me? Always such a good girl for me."
"Noah, don't do this…please…" you beg. You exhale sharply.
"I don't wanna have to hurt you to get what I want, sis." Noah pulls back to glare down at you. "Don't tell me that you aren't enjoying this. Your cunt's soaked. She's being way more honest than you are."
Your cheeks heat up even more and you try to shove him off, but then he yanks the handcuffs upwards and pins your wrists above your head. He digs through his pocket to get the switchblade again and holds it over your head. You flinch when it pops open.
"You know…I think you wanted me to take you like this. You've been such a tease since I got back. So desperate and needy for your stepbrother's cock." He brushes the knife against your neck and down the middle of your chest. "Cuddling in bed and you grinding against me. Even going without underwear one night?" He pins your handcuffed hands above your head with one hand and strokes your face with the other. "God, I should have just taken you. But I waited."
You shake your head and start struggling again.
Noah grips you tighter. "Hold still." The knife goes back to your throat, this time with a little more force. "Sis, I've been so patient. I've held myself back but I need you. Okay? And something tells me that you need this too."
"Noah…please…don't do this." You beg him.
He shushes you and then pushes into you. He stares into your eyes as you feel his cock enter you. At first, his thrusts are slow. You try to fight him again, trying to ignore the growing heat within you. The stretch hurts and you start to cry a little bit. Noah wipes your tears and kisses you, shushing you gently.
"It's okay, sis. Fuck, I'm sorry." He whispers.
Then Noah thrusts fully into you and you let out a cry that's cut short by his hand over your mouth. He groans and curses under his breath.
"Shhh…I know it hurts, sis."
You make another attempt to pull away from him. You mumble another "stop" but this time, it's weaker than before. It hurts, but feels so good at the same time.
"There you go. You just need to lay there and take it." Noah pulls out and then thrusts back in.
His thrusts get faster and he stands up, hands moving to grip your hips as he pounds into you.
"Fuck…you feel so good." Noah groans. "You know what, I was gonna pull out, but, oh my god, you feel so fucking good. So tight. My god." He smiles down at you, pressing the knife into your neck. There's a hungry, almost feral look in his eyes. "I think I'm gonna breed you."
Your eyes widen and you shake your head as much as you can, but the idea of being filled by him brings you closer to the edge. You clench around him.
"Gonna finally claim you." He kisses your head. "My sweet sister. All mine. Fuck…" He pulls back, tossing the switchblade aside to reach down and finger you as he fucks you. "I want you to cum with me, sis. Please."
A moan slips from your lips and Noah chuckles. "There you go, sis. I told you it'd feel good." He kisses your head again, his lips lingering against your skin for a moment.
You're barely pulling away from him now. Your hips buck. You need him. Now you're fully falling apart. It feels too good. All you focus on is your release. You need it. You need him to fill you up.
The tension builds within the both of you and you stare into each other's eyes. His thrusts slow down momentarily and you feel him twitch inside you. Then Noah moans even louder and you join him as the orgasm erupts within both of you. His arms wrap around you and he holds you close as possible, his hips jerking with strong final thrusts. You feel warm kisses against your shoulder.
He lays there on top of you for a moment. You feel his heart pounding against your chest. Your mind is completely blank, drowned in pleasure. You both lay there as your breathing settles, eyes closed.
For the first time in weeks, you feel completely content. Noah sits up. He kisses your forehead and then looks down at you, cradling your face between his large hands. He wipes the tears from your cheeks.
"You did such a good job, sis." Noah whispers. He reaches up to uncuff your hands. "Now, let's get you cleaned up."









