#stepcest

[daddeaddove]

DEAD DOVE my fav ins3st fics!!

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!! if it's not your thing, just scroll. please do not comment hate or bullshit, i don't feel like arguing

there's lowkey very little, but dw i will keep adding more :3 all of these aren't mine!!

ALSO, some of these will be on ao3 !!

misc.

jjk men

todoroki men x reader (ao3)

brother!natsuo (ao3)

dad!enji and brother!natsuo (ao3)

toji

birthday gift from deatbeat dad (ao3) (fav lowkey)

he thinks he’s funny

grimy stepdad

stepdad!toji drabble

his daughter!housewife

debt (drabble)

nanami kento

daddy's girl (stepdad)

he’s sweet (stepdad)

sukuna

dad!sukuna

uncle!sukuna

enji (endeavor)

diet mountain dew

lowkey not incest (ft. his sons)

doting daughter

small story on ao3 (mix of the whole family)

brother!natsuo

aizawa

riding dad's thigh (lowkey one of my favs)

erwin smith

no more boys

megumi

hide n fuck

gojo satoru

loser brother (i reposted it yes, but it is the works of sukunasuka who is currently deactivated rn)

younger stepbro & more

choso

very sweet

stepbrother

help me, stepbro !

big brother cho

iida brothers

stepbrothers

if yall have any more recommendations, pls tag me in them or send me it >_< 🙏

[bleghbarbie]

... ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ BETTER﹕rafe ⅋fem reader

ᵋ 💭 stepbro!rafe sneaking into your room after a failed attempt of trying someone else ᵌ

nsfw. fauxcest. somno. ❥ manipulative, guilty!rafe. he’s sober. ❥ meanie, gross !rafe.

he’s all grumbly and grumpy. but he’s still making an effort to stay quiet. the kind thing of him to do. when you weren’t kind to him. replacing the body of his failed hookup in his head. her moans didn’t sound anything like yours would. his hands didn’t feel right on her waist. even kept her in doggy so he wouldn’t have to look at her. but none of it felt like you.

he closed your door with a hushed click of the lock. already shaking his head at your revealing figure. comforter barely keeping you warm, too short lounge bottoms sneaking a peak of your ass cheeks. the top you wore could be classified as a bra it’s so small. and rafe was already groping himself to the sight. missed this. needed this.

all of those times he imagined bending you over and stuffing you in front of the whole house while wearing this exact outfit. watchful eyes be damned. now he finally touch and you can’t say anything about it. you can’t bring up how wrong it is. how maybe he’s just confused and horny. surely, he doesn’t want to do that with you.

he stepped around to stand at the head of your bed, watching your pouty lips breathe out the air you inhaled. damn near groaned at the thought of slipping his tip in and watching your face contort at the intrusion. bet you’d suckle on it anyway because you love having something in your mouth. bet you’d whine and try to take him deeper.

he leaned over to slip up the hem of your shorts, revealing no underwear. just a lax, begging to be touched cunt. “stupid fucking girl..” rafe muttered to himself, swiping a finger back and forth on your lips. “big brother has to do everything..”

he leaned in closer to inspect you further, pulling down the shorts to expose you fully. “fuck, baby.. i knew this ass would be adorable as you.. she’s so cute,” he complimented your pussy.

rubbed himself faster and slid two fingers in, coaxing a tiny squirm out of you. “at at..” he tsk’d, “you have to let me in, don’t be like that.. the bitch earlier was too open, fucking gross. this shy pussy hasn’t had anyone, has she? was she waiting for big bro..?”

he groaned, dipping a finger in and coating it in your juice. pulled it out and groaned at the gleam. “she’s so wet for me.. we’re matching,” he smiled grimly. “aren’t siblings supposed to wear matching shirts ’nd shit? we’re doin’ it all wrong..”

he unzipped himself, fisting his hard length, rotating around the bed and gently sliding onto your sheets. he stayed up on his knees, lifting up your ass cheek and rubbing his tip over your hole. “shit..” he sniffed, “i wanna fuck you so bad little sis.. you feel so much better. you feel like mine.. all for me.”

he rutted on top of you, careless about how desperate he looked. lifted his shirt up to watch his abs flex as he humped up and down. “such a dumb little girl. we look so good together, why’d you make me go out and fuck that slut? you could’ve had me tonight. y’know ’m fucking gross for you, missed you so much..” he rambled, eyes jittery at the sight. his big cock covering your backside completely. could only see your pink slit when he rubbed down enough.

he cut off his orgasm by fisting his tip, groaning roughly, deep breaths through his nose. “kid, if i nut on you, don’t make it fucking weird tomorrow. don’t bring it up. because i’ll deny the shit out of it. i’d rather dump this load in you raw than have you make me feel bad about this.”

your tiny whine was enough of an agreement as he started stroking himself, angling over your exposed back, “fuck.. ’s your fault. this is all your fault. you made me do this..”

[missycupid]

step-brother! choso x virgin fem! reader | c.w: stepcest, manipulative and possessive behaviour, mom is in the other room (they don’t get caught), taking of virginity, unsafe sex, smut 18+ MDNI

step-brother! choso who chokes on his food when you ask him what sex is. “well, the boys in my school asked me if i’ve done it before… but i wasn’t sure what it was…” you pout. “they told me that i’ll never get a boyfriend! they’re so mean!”

step-brother! choso who immediately carries you to his bedroom to get out of your mother’s earshot.

step-brother! choso who tells you, “sex is great,” and, “you’ll feel amazing afterwards…” as he set you on his bed.

step-brother! choso who lulls you into a falls sense of security by kissing your neck softly, then your jaw, then your lips. when he pulls away, he asks, “am i your first kiss?”

step-brother! choso who starts to make-out with you aggressively when you nod, his hands trailing up your miniskirt, mumbling something along the lines of, “you’re so perfect…” and, “can’t believe you don’t have a boyfriend yet…”

step-brother! choso who takes his thumb to circle your clit, forming a wet patch on your panties. he eventually gets fed up with the barrier and rips your panties apart.

step-brother! choso who inserts a finger into you using your slick, earning a moan that sounded euphoric to him.

step-brother! choso who inserts another finger, then another, muttering, “if your future boyfriend doesn’t prep you like i do, leave him.”

step-brother! choso who pistons his three fingers into your folds again and again until tears form, in which, he decides that you’re ready for his cock.

step-brother! choso who grabs a bottle of lube in his desk drawer, purposefully leaving the condoms to remain idle.

step-brother! choso who unzips his pants, revealing his huge cock that made you gulp. he positions you missionary-style, wanting to see your pretty face as he fucked you. he coats his cock in lube, teasing your clit by rubbing against it. you whine, “choso—ah! i’m not ready.”

step-brother! choso who swears he’s, “not gonna put it in,” but you feel the tip slowly pushing into your folds.

step-brother! choso who responds to your protests by saying, “just the tip, princess—fuckkkk- i swear—just the tip.”

step-brother! choso who sees that you’re beginning to relax, in which he begins to push the rest of his shaft into you.

step-brother! choso who nearly cums by how much your walls were clenching his cock. “c-choso, i think we should stop….” you pant out.

step-brother! choso who doesn’t want to scare you, but can barely restrain himself when he’s in your pretty pussy. he gives you a thrust, making you yelp. “sorry, princess, but you need to be softer,” he whispers as he covers your mouth. “we don’t want mom to hear, do you?”

step-brother! choso who starts to thrust faster and faster, struggling to keep himself quiet as he pounds you. “fuckfuckfuck, can’t believe i got to take your virginity, princess.”

step-brother! choso who rubs your clits as he fucked you, making you shudder. “mmngh—ah! t-too fast!” you moan.

step-brother! choso who doesn’t even hear you, his thrusts getting harder. “can’t believe i’m your first kiss—your first fuck,” he growled. “you’re a natural. maybe next time i’ll teach you how to give a blowjob.”

step-brother! choso who pins your arms back as he feels you reaching your climax, body shaking. he didn’t know that your pussy could get tighter. “you like that? yeah? you like getting fucked by your brother while mom’s in the other room?”

step-brother! choso who feels you orgasm, but doesn’t stop, your pussy clouding his mind. “i make you feel good, right? m-maybe you shouldn’t get a boyfriend—maybe i can be your boyfriend. no one else can make you feel like this. only me.”

step-brother! choso who continues to rail you until he dumps a huge load into you, hot spurts of white filling you as his cock throbs.

step-brother! choso who takes a step back as he watches his cum spilling out of you. he begins to regret taking advantage of you, but when he hears your sweet, sweet voice calling his name, he can’t help but bring himself to fuck his cum into you.

step-brother! choso who whispers, “fuck, i’m so sorry—i’m really sorry-“ as his cock is buried deep in you <3

author’s note: please remember to support, like and reblog! i love smut but it’s soo hard to write :(( thank you so much for reading!

[joemama-2]

contains: stepdad! gojo, pervy + mildly dark content, tw: stepcest

stepdad! gojo who first meets you at a dinner your mom arranged. sitting pretty by her side, polite and shy, but still regarding him as an intruder.

stepdad! gojo who doesn’t wait too long to move into your house. two toothbrushes turned into three, the toilet seat would now be left up from time to time, and no longer being able to walk around in a shirt with nothing under it but panties.

stepdad! gojo whose cock he feels twitch in his pants when you flinch and scoot closer to him after another jumpscare of the horror movie you’re watching.

stepdad! gojo who expertly hides his longing gazes, filthy stares behind his glasses or when your mom’s not looking.

stepdad! gojo takes a few of your panties from the laundry basket without you knowing.

stepdad! gojo who rubs a few out in the shower to the thought of your tight cunt wrapped around his cock. or pretending he’s using the bathroom right after you do, only to let the hot steam of your bath cling to his skin, invading his nostrils, all the while jerking off.

stepdad! gojo who imagines it’s you sucking his dick instead of your mom.

stepdad! gojo who finally makes the first move when your mom’s at work. trapping your body between the kitchen counter and his chest, large hands greedily feeling for every curve.

you squeal and try to push him away, yelling out “what are you doing?!”

he let you go, smiling and coyly apologizing. coming up with an excuse that he’s been sleep deprived and thought you were your mom.

you stomped upstairs, all the while eyeing him like he was a villain.

at least you know.

stepdad! gojo who slips into your room in the dead of night to pry your thighs open and finger your hole like it’s some sort of interesting artifact. you didn’t even wear panties.

“slutty,” he whispered in your ear, followed by two lengthy fingers plunging in.

stepdad! gojo who purposefully leaves the bathroom door cracked open when he’s towel-drying himself off, waiting to see if you’ll sneak a glance. when you do, he smirks knowingly, cock heavy and dripping.

stepdad! gojo who gets hard when you call him “Satoru” instead of “Dad.” the way your tongue flicks on that name? makes him think about how you’d sound choking on his length.

stepdad! gojo who fingers your panties when no one’s home, rubbing his cock between the soft cotton until he cums all over them—then folds them back into your drawer like nothing happened.

stepdad! gojo who stops knocking when he enters your room, catching you in compromising positions on purpose. and when he sees you with your fingers between your thighs, he just chuckles and says,

“need help, baby? daddy’s better with his hands.”

you scream and slam the door on him.

stepdad! gojo who “accidentally” leaves a bottle of lube and a thick toy in your top drawer—then waits for the moment you use it, ear pressed against your door late at night, stroking his cock to the soft whimpers spilling from your throat.

stepdad! gojo who starts testing how far he can go. Late-night back rubs turn into his hands dipping under your shorts, breath hot in your ear as he whispers,

“just helping you relax, angel. that’s what daddies do.”

stepdad! gojo who sets up hidden cameras in your room. he watches you undress at night, fingers sliding between your legs, and he cums all over himself before the video even ends. then watches again. and again.

stepdad! gojo who starts leaving your door open after late-night visits. letting you wake up soaked, stretched, aching—with no proof it wasn’t a dream… except the soreness between your thighs and the faint scent of him on your sheets.

stepdad! gojo who’s finally had enough of holding back when he comes home early one day from work. the first thing that welcomes him is an unfamiliar pair of men’s shoes by the door. then moaning. loud, loud moaning. and your bed creaking from upstairs.

stepdad! gojo who drops his keys the moment he hears it—your moaning. raw, breathy, desperate. it shoots straight to his cock. but then he hears another voice. male. and that’s when the heat flooding his body turns feral.

He doesn’t call out. Doesn’t ask questions. Just slowly climbs the stairs like a predator tracking prey, each step deliberate. Controlled.

And when he reaches your bedroom, he finds the door slightly ajar—and you, bent over the side of the bed, skin flushed, face pressed into the sheets while some pathetic boy fucks you from behind, his rhythm sloppy and fast.

Gojo’s jaw clenches.

He watches for a few seconds, silently. Unblinking. His cock throbbing with fury and something worse—jealousy.

The boy doesn’t notice him until it’s too late. A sharp, heavy bang echoes through the room as Gojo kicks the door open. You gasp, twisting to look, eyes wide and frantic.

“Out,” Gojo says, voice cold, unreadable.

The boy freezes mid-thrust, like a deer caught in headlights, stammering, scrambling to pull his pants up with trembling hands. You try to speak—try to cover yourself with the sheets—but Gojo’s stare pins you in place.

“Did I fucking stutter?” he says again, voice low, deadly calm.

The guy bolts, practically tripping over his own shoes on the way out. The door slams shut behind him, and now it’s just you and him. The silence is suffocating. Your breath is still heaving, cheeks burning with shame, but your thighs are wet, sticky, still trembling.

Gojo doesn’t say anything at first. He just stands there, watching you.

His tie is loosened. His hair is messy. His chest rises and falls slowly, too slowly for how unhinged his eyes look.

Then he moves.

One slow step. Then another. Until he’s standing at the edge of your bed.

“You let that little fuck touch you?” he murmurs, voice thick with something dangerous. “Let him use what’s mine?”

He doesn’t give you time to answer. Doesn’t want an answer. He grabs your ankle and yanks you down the bed until your ass is hanging off the edge.

Your gasp turns into a strangled moan when he slaps your pussy, already slick and twitching.

“You’re dripping,” he growls. “Pathetic little slut… liked being wrongfully fucked, don’t you?”

You shake your head—but your body betrays you. You’re soaking. Throbbing.

Gojo grins, slow and wide and cruel.

“Too fucking late. You wanted to act grown? Then Daddy’s gonna fuck you like you are.”

[aweinkai]

A SUNNY DILLEMA ៸ 최범규 & 최수빈

៹ sypnosis 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 following the events of your pool party gone wrong, you have been in thrown into the depths of confusion as your step brother has been ignoring you after catching you sleeping with his best friend. having no clue what is happening, your parents planned a retreat to straighten things out. leaving you no choice but to spend a summer retreat with two guys you are infatuated with.

៹ pairings 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 step brother!soobin x fem!reader x step brother's best friend!beomgyu

៹ genre 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 dead dove! smut with almost no plot. gist of unrequited love. (step) brother's best friend. non!idol au.

៹ warnings 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 detailed explicit content. multiple sex scenes. dom!soogyu + sub!reader. heavy themes of stepcest & exhibitionism. threesome. vouyerism. p in v. unprotected sex. public sex. oral (f and m rec). masturbation. face sitting. riding. dual penetration. some slurs. lots of petnames. overstimulation. multiple orgasm. fingering. nipple play. humping. dirty, dirty talk (mostly beomgyu).

៹ word count 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 11400+ (this is not proofread, pls don't judge)

IT HAS BEEN TWO WEEKS SINCE YOUR STEP BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND MESSED YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE PERFECT SUMMER. And, it has also been two weeks since that same step brother caught your just-got-fucked state after his best friend took your virginity. Between those days, you didn't hear anything from anyone. Not even to Beomgyu, who is the one who managed to bring you home after Soobin left you in that room with him.

Which is weird, considering what he just said after the door opened that day. But it is much weirder that you are still thinking about it until now.

Speaking of Soobin, he has been weirdly distancing himself from you. No more morning banters, or late night messages of “are you up?” before walking towards the nearest 24/7 store. Making you feel like you are at fault for hopping on his best friend's dick when clearly your sex life has nothing to do with him. It baffles you at most. Just like that one moment when your whole family is out for dinner and he asks his father to pass the salt when you are still using it.

You didn't know that he could be this petty. To the point that even your parents interrogate you if you have done something to your step brother for him to act like that. Of course, there is no way you could hand them a proper answer—not when you are also left with dozens of questions why he, out of all people, is ignoring you like he is allergic to your presence.

And of course, Beomgyu. The last thing you heard from him is when you overheard Soobin talking to his dad about the league he is playing on the TV. His father asked if he is playing with his friend who is a chatterbox, for which Soobin replied that he and that friend haven't been talking much these days.

Assuming that he is referring to Beomgyu, it made you more confused and left-out. You want to think that this must be the reason why he hasn't contacted you after that party incident. Because it is uncomfortable for him and Soobin that he is dicking you down when you are his step sibling. But then again, it will all come down to what Soobin had said the moment he saw you and Beomgyu sharing a bed together, with hints of sex clinging in the air.

You couldn't wait for me?

It doesn't make sense. His attitude now compared from the way he treated you before doesn't align and it is driving you nuts. Whatever’s going between you and Beomgyu doesn't help either. Hell, even your girly crush on him puts you in a deep state of doubt.

Was it all a one-time thing to him? Does he go into an after sex clarity after you two got caught by his best friend that happens to be your older step brother? It spirals your mind out of control.

Another problem is, being stuck in one place with Soobin makes you feel like you are in a prison. Your parents even feel like they are walking on eggshells whenever you two are around. So, in order to straighten things out, the best solution that they could think of is going on a family retreat.

Which is why you are now under the morning sunlight, arms crossed in your chest as you watch your step father load all the things and baggage in the trunk. You were the one helping him ever since Soobin was nowhere to be found after he was tasked to buy some chips and soda to serve as snacks in the cabin.

Your mom even asked you to text the guy since you are scheduled to leave an hour from now. For which you did, breaking your no-contact streak with him after two weeks. You could never say no to your mother—that is why this whole fiasco started anyway. Still, it would break her heart if their efforts on reconciling their children go to waste.

06:30 | Aa Soobin

mom is looking for you.

get back home.

don’t ruin this for them.

read.

That was twenty-five minutes ago. And until now, your hell-of-a-kind step brother is still missing in action. Your step father just finished packing up, now starting the car while your mother is still trying to reach Soobin. She just hit another dead end when you saw two familiar figures walking towards your garage.

It was step brother, and beside him is a person that you could loathe from afar—Beomgyu, with a stuffed bag pack hanging on his shoulder.

“Oh Soobin, thank heavens!” Your mom exclaimed, walking towards the two men who took turns in giving her a warm hug. “Sorry I took some time, I wanted to bring Gyu along with us.” He announced, not even giving you a single glance like your opinion about the matter is not important.

“Well, I hope you all don't mind. Soobin said that it is an outdoor retreat,” Beomgyu's deep, raspy voice felt unfamiliar yet eerily satisfying to your ears. It might be hard to admit, but his effects on your body haven't moderated, not even one bit. “You all know that’s my speciality.” He grinned, finding it easy to get along with your parents.

You unconsciously roll your eyes, impatiently tapping your fingers in your arms as you watch them share some giggles and adore Beomgyu's chitchats while you all soak in the sun’s early heatwave. It is obvious that they do not mind, they wholly consider that guy as their second son. Finally remembering her daughter, your mom turned to you, her hands still resting on Beomgyu's shoulder.

“You ready to go, dear?” Your mom gently asked, sweetly smiling as she helped Beomgyu put his bag into the trunk. “Sure,” You sounded too airy, clearing your throat after realizing that your voice got wobbly. “I mean, sure. Let's go.”

Silently repenting for being too affected by his presence, you quickly went to grab the car's handle but Soobin suddenly went to the other side. There he goes again. He was really testing your sanity, and you could tell that it was all on purpose. That man knew how much you loved the window seat. And now, you have to talk to the guy you want to thoroughly ignore just to make sure that you would secure the other side.

Which you failed to do so, not when your mom already gestured to you to make space so Beomgyu could enter. Leaving you stuck in between these two men who really sit like you doesn't exist in their perspective.

“All good to go?” Your step father asked, and Beomgyu gave an exaggerated thumbs up. Squirming at your position, you could not help but subtly glare at the guy on your left.

This retreat will surely not end on a good note.

THE RIDE TO YOUR PARENT’S CABIN WAS SUSPICIOUSLY QUIET. Your mom was napping in the front seat, while your step father was listening to the morning radio as he drove calmly. Soobin, who was sitting on your right, also had his eyes closed. Head closely tipping into your shoulder the moment he dozed off.

The peaceful ambiance inside the car also made you dozy, but you couldn't possibly stay still when Beomgyu's fingers kept on brushing on your thigh. He was on his wired earphones, listening to God knows what with his eyes glued in the scenery outside. Yet, it doesn't change the fact that his fingertips glaze on your skin ever since your mom and Soobin went unconscious, giving you goosebumps every single time.

As much as you want to ignore it, your eyes flew in shock when his warm palm fully rested itself on your flesh. Your head instantly swaying to check if Soobin was awake on your other side before you squint your eyes at Beomgyu. The beat of your heart ran fast, thighs instinctively closing themselves shut as you tried to remove his hand on it. Yet, he remained persistent, even grasping on it tighter.

If you were confused before the ride started, you are now deeply and intently mystified. Because why is he touching you under no permission when he clearly disregarded your overall being for the whole two weeks.

Running out of patience, you gently tugged his earphones to catch his attention. “What are you doing?” Beomgyu faced you with a smirk on his lips, casually removing the earphones he was wearing to solely focus on you. “Yes? You are cold?” Your brows creased at his random response, caught off guard with how tender his voice is.

“What? No—”

“It’s okay, you could borrow my jacket.”

A wrinkle formed in your forehead at his out of context replies, watching him take off his jacket while you are still comprehending his words. You knew he was teasing you, pissing you off even. This is one of the oldest tricks he has that you have learned by watching him from afar.

But the question is why? Why is he doing this when he disappeared in your lives for two weeks after that thing happened in the party? Is he really trying to drive you crazy?

Soon, you found his jacket on your lap, covering your lower body that left you utterly puzzled. Cautiously, you observe your surroundings if anyone has seen your whole interaction with Beomgyu but they are still in their previous positions. With Soobin now leaning too closely to rest his head on your shoulder.

Being in a limited space, you decided that you would just confront Beomgyu later on to avoid any drama before the retreat even starts. However, the man on your left can't really keep his hands on himself. Once again feeling his palm roam into your thigh under his jacket.

For then you realized what those replies meant. He is being a sneaky motherfucker.

“Gyu,” You tried to warn him, minimizing your voice as you knew that your step father can still hear your banters. Your hands also crept under the jacket, trying to unlatch his palm into your flesh but his hold on your thigh was way too firm.

“Stop moving,” His low whisper tingles your nerves, anxiety starting to swarm in your chest as you try to maintain calm. “You don't want them to notice us, right?” He then uttered, fingers slowly creeping up your inner thighs. You were about to move away from him when Soobin's sleeping head finally landed on your shoulder, locking you on that spot.

The position the three of you have in the backseat leaves you in deep contradiction. It is not that you didn't miss Beomgyu's touch, or his presence in total. Because even if you deny it or claim that you despise his sudden self-insert in your retreat, you have missed this—him, so much. But, you are also aware that this is not the appropriate place for his needs. Not when you two could be exposed with one harsh break and you have his best friend sleeping directly on your shoulder.

Still, you tried to remove his tempting touch on your body. But before you could even move, his fingers have already found their way to your covered cunt, turning your mind completely blank. You flinched at the contact, immediately checking Soobin to see if his sleep got disturbed at your sudden action. Your lips are in a thin line, compressing the soft sounds trying to escape you as Beomgyu continues to rub his finger on the soft fabrics of your shorts.

You cannot think straight, mind intently focused on your panties are getting damped with how his fingers played with your pussy. The hands that were trying to stop him were now gripping his wrist, nails digging into his skin for support. Beomgyu smugly turned his eyes back on the window, his index finger swiftly swaying enough fabrics of your shorts alongside your panties just to rub your pussy bare.

A soft gasp left you when you felt his rough fingertips glazed into your wet clit, lips trembling when you felt him toyed with your sticky slick. Your eyes went tightly shut when Beomgyu scattered your essence in your pussy lips, hips gradually rocking to meet his every thrust. It almost made the jacket that is covering your lap to slip out, and to your luck, you were still able to catch its hem.

Beomgyu looked at you in panic, yet it doesn't take long when a cunning smile is plastered on his lips. “Careful,” He mumbled in your ear, a finger now poking your aching hole. “They might finally see how dirty you are, sunshine.” His words added more burning sensation into your core, breathing going unstable at the delicate movement of his fingers around your entrance.

Your mind went hazy when you heard the same nickname he gave you before, pussy clenching into nothing. You tugged your lips hard when you felt one of his fingers enter your walls, back arching within the seat. Clutching his jacket tighter, you tried to fight every urge to let any whine escape your throat. Gritting your teeth, you gave Beomgyu a solemn look as a silent plea—but even yourself is not sure if you want him to move his finger away or to beg him to go faster.

“Shit, Gyu…” You breathlessly whispered, feeling your cunt leaking juices into the leather seat at every jerk of his finger. He just gave you a smirk, his finger wiggling inside your walls that made you abruptly moan. In shock, you coughed loudly as a cover up, sweats now gliding on your forehead.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, you had a short eye contact with your step father before he brought his eyes back on the road. “You good with the temperature, kid?” He casually asked, however small whines kept erupting from your throat, especially now that Beomgyu added another finger inside your aching pussy. “Uhm-hmm!” You gave him a quick nod, gulping when you subtly hear a soft squelch from your wetness.

“Not too cold? How ‘bout you, Beomguy?” The older man fixed his mirror before he gave Beomgyu a brief glance. “Never better, sir!” Beomgyu cheerfully replied, both fingers curling deep inside your walls—leaving you restless on your seat with half of your brain barely remembering that you could wake up your step brother who is sleeping soundly on the other side.

Your hips began to chase his fingers, with one of your palms instinctively flying to cover your face. Forcing your head down, you held onto the jacket harder, chest heaving with Beomgyu’s slow and torturing thrust. You are silently cursing him in your mind, because how can he have a decent conversation with your step father while his fingers are deeply seated in your walls like it is nothing?

“Speaking of cold, we’ll stop over in a bit, we need to buy some ice.”

“It would be my pleasure to help, given that I just invited myself here!”

“That's what I love to hear,” The low chuckles of your step dad filled the car, with Beomgyu laughing with him. You could hardly bear the heavy weight hanging on your abdomen, but there is no way you would cum on the backseat and let your essence fill the room's atmosphere.

You tried to conceal every whine to a short cough, but you suddenly choked when his finger hit that spongy spot in your walls. A loud squeal came from you, loud enough for your step father to hit the breaks and for Beomgyu to panic and retreat his fingers. Soobin suddenly sat straight up as his eyes fluttered open, utterly shocked at your shriek.

“Are you okay?” Beomgyu slurry asked, playing it cool while he discreetly wipes his finger into his handkerchief. You glared at him, sighing as you adjusted your position in the backseat. The uncomfortable mess between your thighs made you wince, internally praying that none of them notice anything.

“Yeah, kid. What was that?” Your step father butted in, turning his head to check the situation. The worst part is, you could feel Soobin’s burning looks at your side. So, you pulled Beomgyu’s jacket on your lap to hide any signs of the indecency you were doing while he was asleep.

“Nothing,” Your tone grew small, still unable to gather your breath, “I hit my toe in mom’s seat.”

The man in front huffed as he laughed at your excuse. You felt sorry for lying to your step father, but there is no better excuse for what really happened. Timidly fixing the hem of your shorts under the jacket before giving Beomgyu a short glance, only to see that he was already watching your every move with a cunning smile on his face.

He is really making it hard for you to forget who he is to you.

FLUSHED CHEEKS, SWOLLEN LIPS, AND AN AWARD-WORTHY SWEATING FACE. That is how you looked in front of the mirror. You just finished cleaning up yourself, even shuddering at the sight of your soiled panties with what Beomgyu did to you. He offered his jacket before you went into the cranked-up bathroom of a gas station, which was indeed helpful to hide the big wet patch in the fabrics of your shorts.

Leaning into the sink, you mindlessly washed your hands, still in the moment of what happened in the backseat. This doesn’t answer why he—they choose to ignore you, if ever, it even made you more puzzled on what the hell is going on in their minds. Soobin is still not talking to you, but you have that gut feeling that he is aware of what happened. Beomgyu and his blabbermouth are the worst combinations of all time.

You took a shallow exhale before you opened the door, only to find the man in your thoughts waiting for you outside. Soobin was leaning on the wall, his attention swiftly going from his phone to your stunned figure. His eyes roamed into your body, scoffing to himself when he noticed you were still wearing Beomgyu’s jacket.

“What took you so long?” His tone is laced with annoyance, catching you off-guard. “Sorry?” You replied, not knowing how to act around him. This is the first time in two weeks that you two have interacted with talking included, of course you cannot just treat him with no indifference.

“They are in the convenience store,” Soobin chirped, lazily walking to your back. He placed his large palms on your shoulder, making you violently flinch from how strange it feels. You heard a soft hum behind you, before your step brother began to exert enough force to make you walk. “I was tasked to fetch you.”

The position you two are in probably look dumb, but you couldn't care less. What your mind focuses on is the fact that Soobin was once again acknowledging you, and actually touching you, too. And, you cannot deny that him controlling your body has altered some thoughts in your mind. More so, his hands on your shoulders brought electrifying feelings on your tensed body. Your heart is at rapid beat, shoving away those luscious ideas about last two weeks ago.

It was just Soobin, for Christ's sake.

Beomgyu was laughing with your parents when you two arrived, hands busy with the ice cooler that they probably bought. They were about to head out of the store, making you realize how much time you spent inside the bathroom. Soobin then stood beside you, getting their attention. Beomgyu’s brows creased when he saw you two standing side to side. Clearing his throat before he made a fake smile.

“So, where should I place this bigass cooler?” He spoke, with his eyes still on you and Soobin. Your mother giggled at his use of words, “That's the thing, the trunk is already full.” Her words were followed by silence, but then, the three of them suddenly turned to you. Clueless about what they are trying to imply, you raised both of your hands to surrender.

Your mother gave you a sweet smile, walking towards you before lowering down your arms. “Honey, you don't mind sitting on your brother's lap, right?” Your cheeks heat up at her question, instantly looking up to Soobin who looks completely unbothered about what is happening.

“Don't worry, we will arrive in thirty minutes,” Your step dad backed up, his arms wrapping around your mom’s waist. “We just need a place for the ice cooler.” He continued, which made you take a second look at the thing Beomgyu was carrying. It is indeed big—even wider than your frame.

“Well,” You tried to form an excuse, not wanting to turn this thing between you three more awkward than it is. “Can, I don't know, Beomgyu? Can Beomgyu sit on his best friend’s lap instead?"

Beomgyu obnoxiously chuckled at your suggestion, turning to your parents to offer his. “Or she can sit on my—”

His suggestion was cutted off when Soobin huffed beside you, scratching his brow in annoyance. “No one will hold the ice cooler during the ride,” He reasoned out, now staring at your embarrassed state like he is studying your reaction. “It won’t hurt a fly, come on.” Your head tilted in pure confusion, jaw dropping on the floor as you watched them head on the car one by one without seeking any further solution.

Your step brother left the door open on his side, waiting for you to enter after he assisted Beomgyu in placing the cooler between them. If you could turn the sighs you made this morning alone to cash, you probably earned enough to book a ticket far away from these two. With a grumpy face, you tentatively entered the vehicle, carefully placing yourself on Soobin's lap.

Goosebumps filled your body when you promptly felt his crotch on the plush of your ass, instinctively adjusting your position to sit on his thighs. You turned to make sure if he is still okay, but Soobin already had his eyes on the road. Then, your gaze catched Beomgyu, who was analyzing your position from head to toe with one arm wrapped around the container beside him. His eyes are dark and unreadable, even rolling back at his best friend before plugging back his earphones.

As much as you hate it, you return your attention to Soobin, “Are you comfortable?” You questioned, holding on the headrest of the seat in-front of you to maintain your balance. He replied with a short nod, his whole attention laid on the view outside. Thus, you were taken aback when his arm wrapped around your waist to pull you close.

“Soobin,” You called his name in shock, frail body melting into his warmth. In a beat, his heavy bulge brushed behind you, making you sit up straight. Truthfully, you are having a hard time squirming above him while he is firmly gripping your body. Soobin hummed as a response, one hand now resting on your thigh.

Your heart heaps abnormally at his small gesture, blinking at him as you continue to fidget on his lap, still unsatisfied with how you are placed between his legs. “Are you really comfortable?” He then shifts his attention to you, deadpanning as if you do not have the rights to question him of some sort. “You gained some weight, but it's alright.” You scoffed at his answer, causing a small tug of smile formed into his lips.

Harsh rebuttal hangs on your lips when the car goes into a hump, making you leap and abruptly drop your whole weight into the man below you. A loud groan came from him, his hold on your flesh getting tighter.

“The hell, dad?” He exclaimed, fixing your position above him to make sure it won't occur again. In this way, you are now perfectly seated on the shape of his length, which made your over-sensitive pussy throb. “Sorry, son. Didn't notice the bump,” The older man said, putting up his sunglasses to get a clear view of the road.

The way you could feel yourself getting riled up by sitting on your step brother's cock shot a straight pang of guilt into your chest. You knew that this must be viewed with no malice—you two are step siblings in the first place. Plus, he was just trying to help the whole family in this situation; nothing more, nothing less.

But still, it is getting impossible for you to just set aside those obscene ideas about Soobin, especially now that he has grown into someone that you could barely recognize. And, no matter how annoying he could be, Beomgyu was right about that day when you were looking for Soobin.

You indeed like your step brother that way.

Maybe that is why you have formed a deep attraction to Beomgyu ever since Soobin introduced him to your family. Because he is the closest available person that resembles what your heart and mind truly yearns for—your step brother.

Falling into deep thought, your body began to move on its own accords. You tugged your lips as you slowly grind your hips on his length, once again praying that no one pays attention to what you were doing. Deep inside of you knew that you shouldn't be doing this, but this might be the last time you could get this close to him.

Soobin shifted in his seat, clearing his throat before you felt his chest leaning on to your back. “Can you stay still?” He sternly whispered in your ear, making your pulse pace rapidly. You glanced at him, heedfully humping on his undeniably huge bulge. His grasp on your waist grew firmer, almost squishing your flesh as you could feel his cock pulsating below you.

“I am not doing anything,” You mumbled, voice barely above whisper to keep the conversation between you. He smirked at your weak defense, his hand on your thigh swiping upwards, separating them by force. “Really?” Your step brother taunts, leaving your whole system to shiver.

The man behind you even rested his chin on your shoulder, bringing his face closer to yours. “I can literally feel how wet you are in my shorts.” He gritted, earning a soft gasp from you as your walls clenched on air. You gave everyone a brief glance before you pressed your ass harder on his bulge.

It is too late to back out now, anyway.

You could feel how his throat grumbles on your shoulder, with his breaths getting heavier. Cautiously, you gave your hips a gentle twist, humping into his thick cock deliciously. Your grip into the seat tightens, lips parted at how his bulge continues to rub your aching pussy.

His hand helped in giving you pleasure, fingers now creeping inside Beomgyu's jacket just to reach your clothed pussy. A light chuckle came from him when he realized how wet your shorts and panties are, smugly looking at you while also checking the other people in the car.

After seeing they are still busy at their own businesses, he leaned in directly to your ear. “Is this what happens when you get ignored for two weeks, hm?” He sneered, one finger now brushing on your panties in up and down motion. “You turn into a slut who's eager for my attention?” The tone of his voice tickles something in your brain, making you mindlessly nod at his words.

Your ears are burning from anxiety while his finger swiftly torture your covered clit, putting you back on the situation you are in almost an hour ago. Him and his best friend—who was still hugging the cooler with his eyes closed—really do think alike. It's no wonder why they flock together.

“Bin—” Soft whimpers came from you when he began to draw small circles on your pussy, head throwing back on his shoulder as the pleasure became unbearable. “Shhh,” Soobin's eyes remained on the surroundings, while his hips also started to rock itself in your back. “Quiet, you do not want to ruin dad's daily radio session, right?” You were stunned at his reminder, swallowing down the delicate moans that kept rumbling on your throat.

The slow, circular movement became frantic, clumsy motions, pushing you into the edge of his lap. One hand even flew to cover your mouth, coughing loudly just to conceal those slip-up whimpers. You could feel the sweet build-up in your pent-up abdomen when the car went into a halt.

“We’re here!”

You momentarily sat up straight, the palm covering your mouth shooing Soobin's sneaky hand to compose yourself. After taking a deep exhale, you gave him a glance. His eyes are sharp and deep, evidently irritated at the interruption his father has made. Your sex thumped at the sight of him, unable to maintain eye contact with how intense his looks are.

Thus, your attention went to the other side—where you saw Beomgyu. Who was once again already staring at you. He was wearing his familiar smug face that you now start to hate, as it makes him look like he knew something he shouldn't and he is thriving because of it.

Baffled at what had happened in the span of two hours, all you could do is ponder on what awaits you in the following days.

“THIS IS THE PLACE WHERE YOUR DAD AND I WENT INTO A STARGAZING DATE.”

It has been an hour since you have arrived into the cabin. Your parents decided to give you an hour to adjust and fix your things into your assigned rooms, giving you time to take a quick shower to freshen yourself after that two men bombarded you with their fingers.

Now wearing a yellow summer dress, you could still feel their forbidding touch into your skin. Even if they once again do not talk to you after the ride, treating you like you are just part of the air they breathe.

Not that you mind—well, you actually do, anyway—but one of them literally had their fingers deeply inserted in your walls and the other one humped your ass while you were seated on his lap. So, what the hell are they even on?

After an hour, your parents called the three of you for what they call a cabin tour. Soobin even commented that it sounds too cheesy, but you all have nothing to do in this house anyway. You are all now standing on the patio, silently judging your parents as they take their time reminiscing about their old days in this exact area.

“Okay, we get it,” Beomgyu suddenly voiced out, one arm draped on Soobin’s shoulder while the taller one was staring blankly at the scene. They were standing almost a foot away from you, triggering you at most. “You guys are the perfect couple.” Both of your parents laughed at his sarcastic remark, “Oh, Beomie, of course we are!” Your mother replied, locking arms with your step father beside her.

Soon, they lead you into the kitchen. The cabin was modernly designed, but it still gives that cozy, rural-vibe feeling with the earth-tone bricks and open spaces. “Oh, right, before we forgot,” Your mom faced the three of you with that sickening motherly smile, “We need to drop by the nearby town to buy some supplies, would you three be okay here?”

You have known your mother since birth, and you knew that this trip to town she was saying has an underlying agenda. This overall family retreat even has another specific goal to begin with—to reconcile both of their children. You knew that. And, you also knew that the sweet smile plastered on her face is a trap, because she knew no one would say no to her.

“We could help—” Soobin tried to compromise, but his father stopped him in an instant.

“No, you guys stay here and rest—or talk about anything!” Soobin grumpily sighed at his father's obvious hints, also aware that they are planning something that unbeknownst to the three of you. Beomgyu broke the silence, faking a cackle before he clasps his hands.

“Oh, sure! You guys take your time.” He cheered, nudging Soobin with his shoulder that made the older roll his eyes and defeatedly nod his head. Your arms crossed in front of your chest, raising a brow to your mom that made her smile falter for a bit.

“We won't take long, plus there is still something for you to do! You guys are free to explore the lake behind the cabin if you want to!” Your mom ensues, pulling the man beside her to exit your questioning gaze.

“You kids have fun!” Your step father shouted before the two of them went back to the garage. Another silence stretched into the kitchen. And, in all honesty, you do not know if you want to thank your parents for this set-up and giving you an opportunity to clarify everything or curse them for leaving you alone with these two.

Minutes passed, no one still dared to speak. You being confused in their action is an understatement, you are gone bewildered at this point. Shaking your head in disappointment, you were about to head out the scene when a hand pulled you back.

“Where are you going?” Beomgyu asked, gripping your wrist gently. Your cheeks reddened at his question, your heart palpitating when you saw both of them rigidly staring at you. There they go again, tearing your mind apart by their questionable actions.

“My room?” You answered, having enough of their combined bullshits. Beomgyu smirked at you, before giving Soobin a glance. He then stepped closer, going over your space like he owns it.

“Boo, that's depressing,” He jeered, walking towards your back while both his palms found your shoulder. “Why not join us by the lake?” His low whisper sent shivers on your skin, eyes darted to your step brother who was leaning on the counter with his arms locked together.

“We are actually going?” Soobin questioned, causing the younger to chuckle. “Indeed we are,” He cheered, hands gradually brushing your arms until his palms found your waist. “Right, sunshine?” Beomgyu has always been the best at playing the perfect tease, and your body reacts to it satisfactorily.

As if you are automated, your head turns when you hear his favorite nickname to use. “Uhm…” Your stomach churned when you now noticed that Soobin is looking at you from head to toe, dull eyes watching Beomgyu’s hands on your body. “Yeah?” The guy behind you whispered, causing your throat to dry.

You do not know what lies ahead if you agree to come with them, but you do know that you want to get at the bottom of this mess. This gives you an opportunity, yet of course, these two men are beyond unpredictable. Leaving you conflicted on what you should do.

“You know you want to,” Your step brother suddenly walked up in front of you, fingers finding their way to fix the strayed strands of your hair. “We will just talk.” The beats of your heart are nearly audible in your ear, allured at how he sounded like he meant every word he uttered.

Despite the lingering hesitation, your body had betrayed you. Gesturing a small nod to the gentlemen you are with.

Beomgyu giggled before giving your waist a slight squish, while Soobin started to lead the way into the backdoor. You could almost foresee where this decision would lead you, but still, you gave them the benefit of the doubt.

The sun was already blazing when you arrived at the greenery, warm air brushing into your skin like a gentle warning. Your nose was filled with the tree's wooden musk combined with the lake's musty, grassy scent. From afar, you noticed a flourishing oak, with a picnic mat laying under its shadow.

“Too much for setting us up,” You whispered, mentally reminding yourself that you need to talk to your mother after this. Beomgyu seems to realize the situation a little too late, utterly puzzled why there was a prepared spot for the three of you to talk.

Soobin made his way into the mat, heart-shaped lips in an irritable pout as he removed his slippers. “What are you two waiting for?” He then asked, sitting on the mat while he rested his back on the oak's trunk. The man beside you gave you a light push, urging you to remove your flip-flops and sit from the farthest side of the mat.

Beomgyu soon followed, man-splaining his legs into the mat that took half of the space. They seemed too calm and unbothered, which is a dangerous sign that you must take note. Both of them are looking at gentle swells of the lake, giving each other short glances from time to time.

Realizing that they already did their boys talk, you blew a deep sigh before kneeling on the mat to gather their attention. “I thought we were gonna talk?” Your question made Soobin sit properly, while Beomgyu smirked within himself. There is something about their gaze that you cannot quite comprehend, but it makes you squirm in your place.

“Well,” The brown haired boy scoots over your seat, crawling to reach your figure. His lean frame managed to block out Soobin from your sight, now kneeling in front of you whilst his hand went to cup your cheek. You flinched at his touch, gulping at his unannounced actions. “What is there to talk about, sunshine?”

Your forehead creased at his question, feeling personally invalidated with his approach in this regard. “What do you mean that—”

“What is there to talk about when I could just show you instead?”

The screws of your brain barely understood what he meant when he leaned in for a kiss. Lips instantly swaying on top of yours that caused you to softly whimper. The way they move is rough and clumsy, pressing on yours as if he is inhaling every breath in your lungs. Panic formed into your chest, hands finding his shoulders to pull away yet he is much stronger. He even brought you closer, arms snaking on your waist while his tongue began to find its way in your mouth.

In a daze, you cannot help but dance your lips against his. Beomgyu's hand gradually roamed into the curve of your ass, making you gasp in a strange feeling. For then, he seized that chance to suck your lower lip, a moan casually slipping past your lips. You are in the moment when you feel another pair of hands in your back, spreading sensation in your weakling body.

For then you remembered, you two are not alone. Your step brother was watching throughout the process of your drool exchange with his best friend.

Snapping back to reality, you managed to push Beomgyu with enough force, causing him to abruptly sit on the mat. You took a sharp inhale before turning back to look at Soobin—who is glaring at the man in front of you.

“You really need to work on your patience, Gyu.” The blonde taunts, resting his chin on your shoulder before his arms begin to hug you from behind. “This is not what we have talked about.”

Intently lost at his words and overly flustered at what is happening, you were about to question them when your step brother's hands started to travel on your exposed legs. You tried to clutch his hands but Beomgyu managed to catch yours, hastily gripping it with one hand. There was nothing you could do when Soobin started to pull up the fabrics of your dress, heart pumping frantically in anticipation.

“Look at me,” The man in front of you suddenly spoke, pinching your chin to force your face. “You will let us use you, right?” Beomgyu teased, leaving a peck on your lips before biting your lip once more. You winced at his action, but it soon turned into a pathetic moan when you felt your brother's slender fingers near your cloathed wet cunt.

Soobin chuckled at your sounds, giving your inner thigh a light slap. “Come on, answer him.” A small ouch came from you, jolting at the sting of your skin. You could have sworn that he almost sounded like a different person, and that gave you enough adrenaline rush to nod at his best friend's question.

A wide smile formed in Beomgyu’s lips, even giving you a gentle head pat. “Very good answer, angel,” He mumbled, adoration flooding his brown eyes. His deep voice plus the heavenly nickname made you twitch, clamping your thighs together as you grew uncomfortable with the growing slick of your sex. “Now, give your brother a turn.”

Your heart was nearly escaping your ribcage when you heard his command. Hesitantly, you turned to fully face Soobin, who was now sitting with his legs crossed. You didn't even notice that he already retrieved his hands with your mind being too clouded with Beomgyu's words.

The blonde extended his hand out, wearing an unreadable expression. He looked uninterested, but at the same time, you could see the spark of excitement in his orbs. It made your drenched pussy pulse in delight, biting your swollen lip before slowly accepting his hand and placing yourself on his lap.

Your heart swelled at the sight of him below you. There is no point denying that you have imagined this exact scene many times—and, being able to finally see it just added more heat in your abdomen. His wide palm rested on your hips for support, pupils intently studying your face from your eyes to your lips.

Falling deep into your needs, you went in to kiss his plump lips. Soobin immediately accepted your advances, one hand flying to your nape to deepen the kiss. Muffled sounds came from you, hips mindlessly reacting by subtly grinding itself on his. The delicious friction that came from it made the both of you moan, tongues colliding in sync that almost suffocates you.

“Fuck,” You heard a voice on your side, before you felt a hand on your shoulder, forcefully pulling you out from Soobin's drowning kisses. “I can’t wait,” Beomgyu breathes before his lips once again find their way into yours. A whine escapes your throat, unable to keep up from how torrid he is moving on your lips.

Soobin didn't even bother to scold him, not when he is now busy peeling the straps of your dress. Your mind begins to feel torn at the overwhelming feelings they are giving to your body, brain unable to focus on what you should think about first—Beomgyu's hot tongue swirling past your lips or Soobin's fingers that are on their way of exposing your tits.

The humid air hits your chest the moment your step brother pulls down the built-in pads of your dress, freeing your mounds with your nipples perked up. “Fucking knew these were perfect.”

You moaned between Beomgyu's torrid kiss, giving his wet muscle more access inside your mouth. A choked-up sound left you when he shoved his tongue into you, shared drool slipping past your lips.

You haven't moved on from the feeling of Beomgyu's tongue deep in your throat when you felt Soobin's warm breath near your nipple. A surge of luscious sensation fills your nerves, one hand going to the brunette’s shoulder and rapidly tapping it as a sign that you are running out of air.

Thankfully, he received it well, only for his lips to drop to your jaw. You tilt your head back, giving him more access to your neck. An airy gasp left you when the man below you began to roll his tongue on your bud, drawing slow circles on it before harshly sucking it. As if they always think alike, Beomgyu did the same thing on your neck, even leaving feathery kisses on the mark he just left.

It just got worse when Soobin started to move his hips below you, tripling the pleasure you are receiving from them. His other hand also went to caress your untouched mound, pinching your nipple before rolling his thumb on it.

“Mhhmpph, w–wait…” One of your hands went to Soobin's blonde locks, overstimulated limbs trying to stay aware of what the two of them were doing to your body. Beomgyu cackled on your pleas, stopping for one second to remove his shirt before getting back on leaving trails of kisses on your shoulder.

“Sorry, sunshine,” He mumbled between his pecks, “Mom and dad will come back soon, we can't have them seeing us like this…” Worry filled your weary insides, cheeks burning at the thoughts of being caught in the act by your own parents. However, those cohesive thoughts began to disperse when Soobin suddenly bit your bud, abruptly screaming out of pain.

Your step brother briefly giggled against your flesh, peppering your boobs with pliant kisses as a silent apology. He then pulled out, for then Beomgyu called his attention.

“Wanna eat her out?” The brunette suggested, talking too casually as if you are not listening in between them. This halted Soobin's hips, obviously considering what his best friend just said. “One of the best I had, believe me.”

The heat of your body amplified at his remarks, getting more and more embarrassingly drenched. The blonde gave you a short glance, eyes as twice as determined the last time you saw it. He gave your lips a peck before guiding your body to hop out his lap.Trying to remember what you did with Beomgyu, you were about to lay down when he suddenly stopped you. Momentarily confused, you blinked at him—only for a devilish smirk to form in his face.

“Sh–Shouldn't I lay—”

“There are other ways to do it,” He explained, eyes darting into your plush chest that are presented in front of him. “Plus, where is the fun if he is the only one who gets his share?”

Soobin huffed at his friend's nuances, fixing his position before laying on his back. Not knowing what to do, your arm tried to cover your breast while giving them confused looks. Beomgyu fetched your hand in your chest, pulling you up so you could kneel.

“Sit on your brother’s face,” Your eyes dilated at his order, heart pounding as you gaze at the blonde who was already ready. Heart pounding, there is nothing you could do when the younger guy assisted you to place yourself in Soobin's face.

The fabrics of your yellow dress covered his head. Your mind was partly worried if your step brother could still properly breathe between your thighs, half of it unable to function anymore by how stimulated you have been for the last couple of minutes. Stings of whine left you when his breath reached your aching cunt, shuddering at the tingling feeling.

Beomgyu still has his hand supporting you, also kneeling in the mat while his hand fumbles on the button of his shorts. You want to keep yourself aware of what he is doing but your eyes inevitably close shut when Soobin's lips begin to leave tiny kisses on your cloathed pussy, nails digging into Beomgyu's palm as you also feel his tongue drenching your ruined undies.

“Haah, Soob—” Your other hand almost went to his hair but the man in front of you caught it. Lost at what happened, your eyes fluttered open—only to see Beomgyu with his thick, erect cock whipped out of his shorts. Mouth gaping at the sight, panic clawed in your throat when he led your hand into the base of his length.

All of those directions he gave you before turned blurry as you cannot seem to focus, especially now that Soobin is constantly licking your slick through your panties. Beomgyu seemed to notice, ragged breaths leaving him as he guided your hand up and down his cock.

“Remember what I taught you, sunshine?” You could feel fire running in your skin with how sultry he sounds, getting more turned on when he spat directly on his tip which also hit your skin. Strained groans came from him the moment you start jerking his cock on your own, fist in a deliberate pace.

Beomgyu hissed when at warmth of his saliva, perfectly coating his girth with the help of your palm. He then stepped two steps backward, giving you enough space to bend your upper body and for your mouth to reach his dick. The way his veins pulsate under the brush of your hand feeds your longing ego, fixing your position above Soobin's face so that you could suck the younger without any hindrance.

Now in all-fours, you could see Beomgyu's dark eyes focused on the curve of your back in your peripheral vision. “Such a good sister,” The brunette snickered, once again giving you a soft pat in the head. “Serving me while letting her brother eat her out.” Your cunt throbbed at his words, and even shortly froze when Soobin swayed enough fabrics of your panties. Letting the humid brush into your trembling pussy lips.

You could feel your juices dripping into your thighs when your step brother starts to suck into your clit, lapping it like it is the sweetest treat he ever tried. Mouth shaping into an O in every moan you voice, Beomgyu quickly turned it into a chance to thrust his cock into your lips.

Heedless with his movement, you failed to accommodate his thick cock in one go, audibly gagging around it. The younger vilely laughed at your state of misery, pulling out his length just to check if you are still able to use your airway.

“Too much? You already got it the first time.” He joked, nastily smudging his precum into your parted lips. There is a part of you that wants to defend yourself, but your mind kept slipping up with the way Soobin is using his tongue to torture your sopping pussy. You were unconsciously grinding your hips to his face, the grip you have on Beomgyu’s cock getting tighter.

Trying to regain yourself, you gaped your lips to take his tip to give it a light kiss. You felt him shudder at your touch, getting more excited to show him more. With your tongue, you gave his cockhead a swirl, slowly taking in the salty taste of his liquid. Your hand once again moved to jerk his length, helplessly breathing through your nose as Soobin’s pace in making out with your poor cunt grew rapidly.

“Bet you kept dreaming about that day, huh?” Beomgyu's tone is laced with cockiness, his hips began to follow the direction of your fist pumping his dick. You were about to push yourself deep into his inches when you uncontrollably yelped at Soobin's wide tongue rigorously swiping into your slit.

Once again failing to take him in, the brunette took charge of forcing you to swallow his entire cock. He impatiently thrust his length midway, grunting at the warmness of your mouth coating him. Even on the verge of choking, you now managed to appropriately suck his cock, tongue wiggling slightly just to add pleasure.

The coil on your abdomen went unbearable with how the both of them are treating your body—especially Soobin, who is poking your feeble bud with the tip of his tongue. Your moans were muffled around Beomgyu's wide girth, sending luscious vibration into the younger who has his head thrown back.

In desperation for more friction, you also began to move your hips to ride your step brother's tongue. However, he firmly gripped your thighs, stopping you from moving your lower region. “Easy, sis,” He gritted below you, so airy and deep that it almost went past your ears. “You can't cum just yet.”

Another set of drools escaped your mouth as you tried to form a reply to Soobin while your mouth was still stuffed with Beomgyu’s dick. You could feel the younger’s eagerness to fit his whole size until he reached the back of your throat but he knew that you were too fragile for him to push further. Thus, he held into your cheeks, barely controlling himself so you wouldn't suffocate while sucking him.

His breaths became uneven, chest heaving as your fist started to twist around his base. “Shit, angel,” He purrs, hips rattling on your face. “Fuck, that is so good. Don't suck it too hard.”

The pace of his hips began to grow faster, not even minding if your teeth are grating into his veins. You could feel his hand travelling into your hair, grasping into your strands with delicate force to keep himself grounded.

With your mouth busy with Beomgyu's cock, you have failed to notice the shift in Soobin's position below you. Slowly adjusting himself to stoop lower and reach your quivering hole. You violently coughed around the dick on your mouth you felt the tip of his tongue prodding it, thighs unhelpfully clamping themselves on your step brother's face.

“You good, baby?” The younger asked, putting finger on your chin and giving it a lift, causing his girth to slip out your lips. You looked thoroughly wrecked under his touch, tears forming into your eyes when you felt Soobin giving your tweaking hole a quick lick. The tense feeling on your abdomen went rigid, wanton moans coming out your lips before riding his wet muscle that is in an up and down direction.

Beomgyu grinned at the sight, bright eyes watching how scandalous you look while you humping your step brother's tongue. This view of you goes beyond every porn and hentai he had binge watched with the guy, even better now that they are both experiencing it first hand.

“Gonna cum on your brother's tongue, sunshine?” He taunts, a proud smile resting on his lips like it is a deserving award that he had turned you into some kind of slut. His smile grew wider when you frantically nodded your head, tongue nearly lollying out like a poor dog with how much of a pleasurable torment Soobin's tongue is giving you.

The feeling of your pussy being lapped by your brother while you prettily sit on his face with his best friend stimulating you with his words is beyond what you had imagined. And, with thought of how good it must be to cum on Soobin's mouth has sent you to the edge, splurging hot, sticky liquids straight into his tongue.

Your frail body has collapsed under the intense surge of uncomfortable slick running down your thighs. Luckily, Beomgyu was there to support your figure, too weak to even remove yourself in the older's face. He guided you to rest on his lap, freeing his best friend between your thighs.

Soobin then sat up, thumb brushing in his bottom lip as traces of your wetness trails down his chin. He offered a sly smile, before sucking in the remaining essence to make sure nothing was wasted.

It made him a hundred times glorious as he already is. And, it is making your nerves hypersensitive with how your pussy began to uncontrollably throb at the mere sight of him.

The subtle twitches of your body didn't go past Beomgyu's eyes, hands snaking into your dress to completely peel off your panties. Goosebumps run through your body when the warm air directly hits your cunt, tweaking into the younger's arms.

“Fuck, Bin, look at this.” He then blurted, both palms forcing your thighs to open wide. “She is hungry, don't you think?”

Intrigued, Soobin followed the direction of this friend. And, being the one you could visibly see, you were at awe with the sudden change in his face. His tempting, dulled pupils went focused and dark, with his jaw tightening alluringly.

Before you could even focus on what Beomgyu is doing on your body, your gaze went down to your step brother's soiled shorts, with his big bulge evidently begging to be freed. To be fair, you have always known that Soobin was big—even bigger than his friend. Aside from catching him watching pornographic anime, you have once seen him jerking himself with his door left ajar.

He has a girth that could stretch your hole wide without filling you with his whole length. Realizing that you are obviously eyeing his crotch, his fingers began to fumble within the garters of his shorts. Your heart was rigorously hammering in excitement, hips moving by itself just to seek for any friction.

As you were sitting on his lap, Beomyu took the chance to rub himself in your leaking clit. The delicious grind felt perfect for your needy cunt, back leaning into his chest while your eyes remained to your step brother who was now slowly fisting his erect cock.

“So wet for us, baby,” The brunette whispered behind you, subtly aligning his cock into your hole. Broken moans left you, chunks of tears sliding in your cheeks as you felt overly sensitive with how his tip teased your beaten pussy. Soobin was about to crawl his way to the both of you when his phone suddenly rang.

Your heart dropped in your stomach, instinctively sitting straight but Beomgyu went to press you closer to his body. The protest you had turned into an audible whine the moment you felt Beomgyu leisurely entering your walls, filling you up while he is looking at his friend who is double thinking if he should answer the call or not.

Soobin, who was turning impatient that the younger was once again taking charge without him, hurriedly answered the call of your mother. A loud scream scratched your throat when Beomgyu pushed you down his entire length without letting your poor pussy adjust, forcing Soobin to drop the call in an instant.

“The fuck was that?” He howled, tightly gripping his phone while glaring at Beomgyu who was smirking at your reaction. His cock was perfectly seated inside you, momentarily twitching when you once again helplessly whined under his touch.

Not minding his pissed off friend on the other side of the mat, his hand flew in both of your hips, wholly supporting your tired body. “This pussy hasn't changed one bit,” Beomgyu growled, strained groans leaving him when your pussy clamped his cock the moment he moved. “But we really need to stay quiet this time, can you do that?” He added, palm diligently travelling to the curve of your mounds to give it a squish.

The phone began to ring again, but now that you are once again under the mercy of Beomgyu's thick and heavy cock, your mind was already shutting down to even care. Soobin let out an irritated huff, carelessly answering the screen while keeping his eyes on the lewd scene in front of him.

“Hello?” He breathes airy, one palm still firm around his cock. Your mom's cheerful tone was barely heard from the other side, making your brother roll his eyes. You cannot deny that this situation has made you fired up, causing your puffy cunt to spill out liquids that made the guy behind you giggle.

“You really like it when we are on the verge of being caught, don't you?” His tone was filled with mockery, hips gradually moving below you that caused his cock to reach deeper. “Does all of this seem familiar, angel?” He grilled, busying his fingers on your nipple. You gritted your teeth, trying to keep your moans to avoid getting caught.

“Yeah, the loud scream was hers, she was hanging out with us in the lake,” You watched as Soobin's fist went faster, in awe with how composed he is on the phone. The beat of your heart flourished when your eyes met, with a cunning smile sitting in his lips. “Of course she was having fun.”

The younger soon caught up with your short exchange with Soobin, using his hand on your chest to cup your cheeks and force you to face him. “One cock is not enough for you?” He hissed, before pulling you into an aggressive kiss.

“Hmmpff—” Your whines are muffled while Beomgyu swallows them, “Such a whore for our attention,” He mumbled between the kiss, erratic breaths leaving him now that he is picking up the pace.

Soobin throwed burning daggers at your exposed body enveloped in Beomgyu's arms, “We are good with anything, you two decide.” His tone went bored, poking his inside cheek as tried to remain calm as he played with his tip. This is totally one of your differences, he knows how to handle himself well while you are wholly messed up.

“You are on your way back now?” Your hand flew to cover your mouth when Beomgyu shifted his angle, hitting that spongy spot that made your toes curl. Despite the fact that Beomgyu is literally devouring your lips, you tried to listen to the conversation Soobin was having with your mom. The mixture of guilt, embarrassment, and neediness reigns on your chest, eyes hot and blurry with tears of pleasure.

“15 minutes? Okay, take care,” That was the last thing you heard before you the younger let go of your face, pulling out from the kiss. A raspy groan left him when he noticed how swollen your lips are, even looking at him with those glassy eyes he adores.

“I might really cum if you continued looking at me like that,” He mumbled, halting his hips before looking at his friend—who was already killing the younger with his eyes.

“Learn how to share, fuckass.” The blonde then proceeds to kneel in front of you. His palms landed on your trembling thighs, only to see how puffy your pussy turned after being filled up by his best friend. Your heart almost stopped beating with the way he touched you, chest heaving as you cannot foresee what his next action would be.

Beomgyu cackled at the older's comment, fingers on your nipple began to give it a gentle twist that made you wince. “Are you thinking what I am thinking?” He notoriously asked, chin now resting on your shoulder. Having no clue what they are talking about, you unconsciously clutched your step brother's hand, anxiously gulping when he just gave you a smirk.

“Give her to me,” Soobin then ordered, throwing you into deep confusion. Just like an object they possess, you were passed into one lap to another. Your shaky hands are placed into the blonde's broad shoulders, still searching for an answer in his eyes.

You were still drowned in his intense stare when you felt a tip prodding on your loose hole, shivering with how sensitive you are after being pounded not so long ago. “Still good?” He momentarily assures, and after a half-minded nod, his cock begins to rip you open.

There was something about Soobin that you cannot point out, something that itches your body's needs in the perfect way possible. Your heavenly fused moans are scattered in the greenery, walls tightly hugging his cock as it was easier to take him in after Beomgyu's dick prepped you beautifully.

“Shit, your cunt is suffocating me,” His words are impossibly heard by how strained his voice is. You were no better, worn out throat now only able to create mumble sounds after all the moaning. He was almost fully in when you felt another tip from behind. In instant panic, you turned to Beomgyu, who has been peppering your shoulder with weary kisses.

“W–Wait, I cannot—”

“Shhh, they are coming back soon so we need to hurry.”

Soft sobs left your lips, head nuzzling into your step brother's neck as the younger starts to tear your walls past its limit. Soobin huskily exhaled at the feeling of his friend's cock slowly grinding into his, yet still managed to draw small circles on your thighs as he coos at you.

Which was what you could consider as an act out of character.

“A bit more, yeah?” He whispered into your ear, cock twitching at the sounds of your sniffs. Your hole was burning with how stretched it is, whole senses and nerves working overtime just to accommodate the two huge girth thrusting themselves. Your fists are turned into a ball, nails digging into your palm as you feel helpless in between them.

“Too much—Too full… Please…” Your pleas hurt the soul of one, but feeds the ego of the other. Beomgyu lowly chuckled when your cunt uncontrollably gushed out liquids, overstimulated with the cocks pulsating inside you.

“We'll move slow, yeah?” He then assured, hands on your hips like he is steadying you on what's to come. “Trust us.” His words and their idle heavy girth combined are enough to make you feel the familiar lewd build up in your lower stomach, sweat gliding into your temple with the thoughts of cumming for the second time this day.

You should have known better and not rely on his words, because the moment you nod your head, Soobin's thick cock began to ram his way into the depths of your cunt, earning a wrecked moan from you. Being the jerk he is, Beomgyu didn't back down as his hips snapped in the plush of your ass.

“Fuck, baby, this is the best day of my life,” The younger cheered, his lips going to your neck to leave love bites and marks all over your skin. The burdening pressure on your abdomen left you uneasy, mind almost blacking out with how they started to go at a rapid pace.

“Your pussy is lovely, sis,” Soobin snickered, one palm groping your tits as his hips rocked harder. “Beomgyu was right about you.” He continued, before his other hand on your thigh traveled to play with your swollen folds. The thoughts of him finally confirming that he knew about everything that happened on that day just made you more hazy, your sobs and moan fusing together that became music to their ears.

With the build-up of your release growing faster, you made the tiniest effort to meet their hips halfway. But giving up within seconds as you cannot catch up with how eager their movements are. “Cum… Haaaah—” You didn't manage to complete the word when the knot on your stomach snapped, coating their lengths with those hot, sticky juices.

Your whole body fluttered into Soobin's chest, fat chunks of tears dwelling in your eyes as they didn't stop torturing your poor cunt. Beyond the overwhelming feeling of cumming, you are thoroughly overstimulated with how their cockheads take turns bumping into that sweet spot that made your abused cunt gush out more liquid.

“You did well—Shit… Did well, baby… It's our turn now.”

Ragged breaths are heard on both of their mouths, evidently trying to chase their own high. Despite the pain of oversensitivity, you tried to help them by snugging both of their girth, a woeful whimper leaving you with how the veins of their cock tingles every nerve of your pent-up walls.

“Need to cum—fuck!” Beomgyu's curse filled the air the moment you felt a thick rope of cum pumping deep into your cunt, thighs quivering with how full you felt. The younger’s uneven exhales were fanning your reddening skin, even leaving another set of kisses while he rode down his high.

Soobin shook his head in disappointment, still busy drilling himself to your hole as he chased his own pleasure. “Impatient shit as always,” He grunts, head throwing back as his cock begins to flood your pussy with his own seed.

You rigidly shudder at the feeling of being stuffed with different cums, eyes tightly closed while you wearily gather your breaths. Soobin was the first to pull out, followed by Beomgyu who still has his lips latched on your skin. You hissed at the contact, face contorting into a grimace when you felt the mixture of cum pouring out to the wrinkled picnic mat.

Silence prevailed between the three of you, stuck in the position of nasty three-people sandwich who are drenched with cums and sweat. Soobin sighed as he pushed Beomgyu's head away from your neck, giving you some space to stretch your exhausted limbs.

“They are about to be back,” He announced, using the back of his hand to wipe out the scattered tears and sweat on your face. “We need to get into the lake.”

Confused, you sat up straight with your remaining strength. “Wait, why?” Your voice sounded too raw, throat too dry from everything you have done.

"They both thought that we were hanging out in the lake,” Your step brother kindly explained, yet the small tug in his lips left you restless. “Plus, you didn't think that we are done now, did you?”

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Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (one shot)

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Warnings: 18+ MDNI, psuedo incest, Stepcest, incest kink, purely porn, slightly bratty reader, slightly mean Leon, dirty talk, ass job ? (not sure what to call it), cum marking, grinding, oral (f receiving), face sitting, slight overstimulation, multiple orgasms

thanks for voting on the follower milestone poll! I’m still working on the winner—Best friend’s dad—but I’ve had some irl things going on so this is getting pushed out first. thanks for the love 💜

not proofread ✍️ enjoy!

It’s late, two in the morning, and you’re scrolling on your phone as you lay in bed. You prop your chin up on your pillow, debating on if you want to move from lying on your stomach to your back when your door clicks open. 

“Knew you’d still be awake.”

Leon’s sleep gravel voice tickles your brain in the best way. As you continue to scroll on your phone, you can hear the door shut and the soft tread of his bare feet as he walks over to your bed. A loud oof escapes your lips when he splays out on top of you. 

“Leon,” you breathily grouse. “Get off me.”

“No.”

He nuzzles the back of your neck. 

“You’re pretty comfy.”

Even though he can’t see you, you still roll your eyes. “Whatever, you fucking dork. Move.”

He somehow feels even heavier, body weight smushing you down into your bedding. His body heat seeps through your clothes—a simple tank top and panties— and relaxes the muscles in your back even as you tense against his chest. 

“God, you’re so insufferable sometimes,” you bite out, turning your head to the side to eye him. 

His shit eating grin meets your gaze, blue eyes alight with his teasing.

“Relax, little sis.” He rocks his hips down against your ass.

You huff, a warm spike of arousal flooding your core, and turn your attention back to your phone. “Shut up.”

He laughs under his breath, but doesn’t stop dry humping your ass. You bite your bottom lip to stop from making any kind of pleasurable noises—knowing Leon would be way too smug about it. As he keeps up the slow grind, you can feel his cock fill out, his bulge getting stiffer and stiffer where it presses into your thin panties.

His hand reaches up past your head and presses the side button on your phone to darken the screen. 

“Hey—“

He grabs it from your loose grip and tosses it further down your bed, away from your reach.

“Pay attention to me, princess. Got me feeling lonely,” he teases, nuzzling the side or your neck.

Keeping one hand near your head, the other traces down your side before fiddling with the band of your underwear. Leon doesn’t take your panties off, only pushes them down enough to slide his cock against your bare ass—slipping it between your cheeks with a groan. 

“Gonna cum just like this, cover your cute ass with my jizz,” he grunts, his fingers digging into the sheets to give himself leverage to rut against your rim.

Whimpering, you press yourself back, ass pushing against his pelvis as slick leaks from your untouched pussy.

He chuckles low in his throat and it makes you clench around nothing.

“Fuck, my balls are soaked from your little cunt, Princess. Almost makes me wanna fuck you stupid.”

“Please,” you pant, bouncing your ass back to tempt him into doing something.

His laugh turns into a groan, cock throbbing between your cheeks. “Mmm, you were being pretty bratty earlier. I don’t know if I should.”

“Big brother,” you whine, and he hisses. 

“Fuck, can’t call me that. Gonna make me nut all over your hole.”

White hot arousal burns in your stomach, eyes rolling shut as he growls against your neck, hips humping your ass.

“I’ll lick that pretty cunt if you let me cum like this,” he murmurs into your ear, tongue tracing the shell. “Want you to sit on my face and let me eat that soft little princess pussy until you’re shaking.”

“Leon,” you gasp, body feeling like it’s on fire from how turned on you are. “Yes, please, big brother, just wanna cum.”

“Aww, I know you do,” he coos, the condescending tone making your blood burn hotter. “Just let me cum first and I’ll make you feel so good.”

Nodding, you arch your hips up to allow him to rut between your ass cheeks even faster. Precum drips from the head of his cock to make the glide easier, coating your skin and making it sticky.

“Next time I’ll bring some lube, use your ass like a fleshlight,” he rumbles, voice hitching. “Fuck, not even let you cum, just use you to get off as much as I want. Leave you a sloppy mess, coated in jizz. God, you’d look so fucking sexy.”

Your clit throbs, inner walls fluttering at his rambling thoughts. “Leon, please.”

“Yeah?” He murmurs, seeming to come back to himself. “The only problem with that is I love stuffing your needy pussy too much, princess.”

You moan, body tense underneath him. “Big brother, I need to cum.”

“I’m close.” He reaches one hand down to grip your hip. “Fuck, I wanna nut so bad all over your cute little asshole. Mmm, actually…”

He trails off and you can feel his hand move up from your hip to grip an ass cheek. Spreading you open, he moans loudly and presses the tip of his cock against your rim.

“Fuck, look at you. Could just…”

The tip barely presses into your ass and you clench down on him making his cock pop out suddenly. 

“Shit, that’s gonna fucking make me—“

He growls, hand leaving your ass to grip his cock and keep it pressed at your hole. You feel the head of his cock throb and pulse as he spills his load all over your clenched rim. You moan pitifully, pussy aching to be filled—knowing how good it feels when he’s spilling hot and sticky inside your walls.

“Fuck me,” he pants, hot breath skimming the side of your ear. “Can only imagine how much this hole would squeeze me.”

You whimper and press yourself back into him. “Leon, you said you’d make me cum.”

He laughs, “Yeah, princess, I did. Fuck, bet you’re little pussy’s sopping wet. Sit on my face and let me lick you clean.”

Sluggishly, you push yourself up as Leon shifts off of your back to lay onto your bed. You glance down and see his half hard cock resting against his thigh. A pulse of need surges through your core and you scramble to kneel over Leon’s face. He bats your hands away when you go to slip your underwear off. 

“Leave’em on,” he grins up at you, cheeks flushed.

Your reply is lost in a moan as Leon’s already tugged your panties to the side to lick across your swollen clit. He mumbles something against your cunt, the vibrations of his voice making you nearly crosseyed from the pleasure. You’re so keyed up, it doesn’t take long for you to reach your peak. But Leon ignores your trembling thighs and stifled moaning and keeps licking into your spasming cunt. 

“Leon, it’s t-too much, cut it out,” you whimper down at him, hands tangling in his hair. 

He shakes his head no slowly, letting his nose brush and rub across your clit.

Pulling back just enough to mumble up at you, “You can give me another one, little sis.”

Leon’s hands grasp at your hips, urging you to rock forward. You hump his face with a low whine building in your throat. Leaving one hand on your hip, the other slides back to grasp onto your ass. Groaning, his tongue circles the hood of your clit before flattening the muscle against your overly sensitive bundle of nerves.  

Your walls clench sporadically, another orgasm building hot and quick. Leon parts your pussy lips with his tongue before lapping into your drippy hole. Nuzzling up into your clit, he keeps his nose pressed just right as you rock your hips back and forth.

Hands gripping his hair even tighter, you keen shakily, “Leon, I’m gonna cum. Fuck, it’s too much.”

He only grunts in reply, licking your cunt eagerly before suckling on your swollen clit. His tongue laps at the sensitive bud until your thighs clamp down around his head, orgasm rocketing through your body. You shake and moan, rutting against his mouth with your head tossed back. Warm pulses of pleasure saturate your body, hole fluttering and pulsing against Leon’s mouth.

Once your twitching muscles relax, you ease off of him and flop down onto your bed, curling into your side with a shuddering breath. He turns his head to the side, and you notice his mouth, chin, and lower jaw glistening wetly in the low light of your bedroom.

Leon wipes his mouth off with the back of his hand, humming a low note of pleasure that makes your brain buzz.

“Gonna let me crash here tonight?” He raises his eyebrows as a slow grin spreads across his face. 

You roll your eyes. “Not like you’ll leave if I say no.”

“You wound me, little sis,” he coos, settling more comfortably into your sheets.

Squishing your thighs together, you make a face that has him laughing. 

You huff and stand from the bed. “Well, whatever you decide to do, I’m going to get cleaned up.”

Chuckling, his eyes sink shut as you gather fresh clothes to head to the bathroom. After a quick shower, you slip back into your room and crawl into bed next to Leon. He mumbles unintelligibly in his sleep and slings his arm over your waist, tucking you into his chest. It doesn’t take long for you to follow suit. 

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Are u going to write more about the converse drabble??? I'v been dying for more of it, please 😫😫😫

HERE IT IS THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE: Converse Drabble for reference

Sneaking Sneakers

StepDad!Joel x F!Reader

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Step Dad!Joel, unprotected sex, voyeurism, masturbating, exhibitionist, infidelity, age gap, mating press, standing sex, princess pet names, spying, not proof read

18" ONLY

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He was… really not the type. Maybe he looked the part, with his gruff voice and slacked jaw sternness, and the way his southern drawl would enchant any woman to his spell. But the man himself, Joel, was not the type of man to be doing this. He was loyal, or at least, acted like it. Even the way he looked at your mom, attentive and yet with adoration in his eyes, and how he holds and caresses her gently everywhere they went.

Joel Miller was a great husband.

He wasn’t a bad step dad either. 

He didn’t force his way into your life. He gave you space, let you do your room the way you liked it, helped build your shelves without protest. Even when you scratched your mom’s car mirror on the side of the garage, he claimed blame. Said you had enough to worry about with school and a job, getting punished on top of it wasn’t gonna help.

He offered to drive you everywhere. 

Got your iced coffee every morning during his errands. 

Picked up your feminine products on those emergency days.

He even made sure your converse sneakers were polished clean after each fuck-session he had with the prostitute he paid to wear them specifically.

You weren’t supposed to know the last one. Or at least, he doesn’t know that you do. 

And you definitely shouldn’t be watching the tiny camera you set up in his office, hidden between the books and pointed directly at the desk.

It made you feel wrong: waiting and watching, up until the moment he’d pull her close by the hip, his burly arms wrapped around  her waist. He’d tilt his head and bring her into a kiss, one so good that she’d chase him back when he would pull away. You could see that smirk on his face. Lust filled. Teeth biting into his lip before enclosing them back to suck her tongue in. 

He was a good fucking kisser.

Joel always did this for a little, getting heated in his make out session. His hands, veiny and thick, would roam her back, pulling her tight ass into his crotch. She lets out a gasp, granting his tongue permission to snake its way into her mouth. Eyes rolling back, she starts gyrating her hips. His knee spreads hers effortlessly as she submits.

Your clit feels swollen under your panties too. 

His low growls can faintly be heard by the crappy mic. “You gonna wear em for me?”  He pulls away from her lips, only to suck hickies on her neck, down and down until his fingers help pop open her spaghetti strapped shirt. 

“Ugh….Joel…” she moans, falling back as his kisses litter her chest. “Whatever you want.”

He gently nudges her until she sits atop the desk, with his body between her legs that spread even wider to accomodate him. 

“Say ‘Daddy,’” he commands lowly, nipping at her sparkled tit with a voracious suck. 

“Daddy,” she hums, a devilish grin spread across her cheeks.

He caresses her body tightly against his own. Swallowing the air between them, he helps slide her panties off. If the little fabric there could even count as panties.

He descends lower, calloused palms gliding along her thighs until he’s kneeling on the plush carpet. He pulls a box from under his desk—your famous converse sneakers that had gone missing for the last two days…again.

He helps her feet out of the stiletto heels and replaces them with your flat sneakers, tying them securely. 

“That’s much better.” He stands up, fits himself between her again, but with the protruding tent in his jeans now snugly nestled at her heat. “Where were we?”

She bites her lip, hoisting her heels up to the desk, spreading herself to him. 

“Oohhh, look at the pretty pussy babygirl.” He back away to admire it, all sticky and pulsing just for him. what he’s really observing is her naked body, save for the converse seated atop his desk. If he can ignore her face, this would be enough to get him off.

“Ain’t wanna wait another second.” Joel begins unbuckling his belt, allowing his enormous erection spring free. 

Even you gasp each time you see it. The monitor doesn’t even do it justice. You have to rely on her facial expressions, her moans, her rolled eyeballs to get a sense of what that monster might feel like inside you…

Your fingers are starting to cramp just rolling your wet nub. Tossing the sheets, you lie back, pulling your shirt above your breasts with a bite on the rim. With one hand holding your phone, the thumb flicking your nipple, your other busies itself between your open cunt…

“Fuck Daddy, so big.” The woman reaches out for his hard cock, entranced.

Joel’s eyes are focused almost behind her, drool about to slip from his mouth. “You like that baby?” He slaps her hand away at the last second. “Need it now,” he rasps desperately. He slips a condom from his pocket, rolls it over his cock and slaps her folds a few times.

She giggles from all the teasing, and you so badly want to wipe that stupid smirk off her pretty face. 

Joel seems to have lost all patience almost abruptly. He grasps her neck, not squeezing, but firmly centering her to why she’s here:

They both careen down to the way he forces his tip through her entrance, a gravelly moan shared between the two.

Their bodies obscure it, making you curse under your breath. All you have is your  imagination of how it must feel to have him split you open, your three digits trying to slide through to pathetically imitate it. “Daddy,” you whisper.

When he’s fully sheathed inside her, he yanks her close, their chests pressed flesh to flesh. He perches his chin on her shoulder and begins thrusting. All working from the power of his hips, she uses her one hand to steady behind her, the other wrapped around his broad back. 

“Shit-shit baby!” She whines. her clients usually were limp-dicked one-pump shit heads. but when Joel’s name comes up, she almost is tempted to take the bill off just for him. 

“That’s it, baby. Take it—deep, deep in that little cunt, huh bunny?” He hushes against her temple. 

Sweat glues her hot body against his shirt. Her tits bounced against his chest, walls throbbed and sucked him back in with each rut.

And yet he couldn’t be bothered to look her in the eye, too focused on whatever was behind her.

She didn’t notice, voice pitching higher as her orgasm drew near.

“I’m gonna-f—fucking cum—“ she tosses her head back in a last fit, her body practically glowing in ecstasy as a tidal wave of pleasure courses through her. 

“Huh—hah—ha-h—hah!” He grunts, finally pulling out of her snatched heat. Instead of jerking off, however, to both you and the escort’s surprise, he grips his shaft tightly, denying his orgasm.

“You want it on my face, Daddy?”

She prepares to get to the floor, but his arm quickly grasps her upright. 

“No. No’skay. I don’t—ah shit—don’t wanna blow. Not today.”

“A-are you sure?” She asks awkwardly. His rejection stung in a way she’s not used to.

He steadies his heart before taking a deep breath, releasing his erection. “Yeah…yeah babygirl. S’good. You did so good. Wanna edge myself to ya.” He rubs her arms affectionately, bringing her in for another deep kiss. “So, so’good,” he repeats, breathing in her scent.

She pouts as he starts dressing her. “I’d like to make you cum,” she whines, a last ditch effort to get a taste of him.

He only grips her chin, pecks her cheek on either side, and then slings her bag back over.

“Oh ah… don’t forget to leave the shoes.”

She rolls her eyes with a smile but obliges, carefully removing them and setting them in his hands. “Lucky girl.”

“S”just the taste in shoes. ‘At’s all,” he brushes off with a hint of annoyance. He slaps a wad of bills in her hand. 

“You can keep it, if you’d be interested in—“

“I’m not,” he interrupts curtly. Any former lovey dovey tenderness he’d been showing her had completely vanished. She felt cold standing behind his straightened, uncaring, almost alien posture.

He nods towards the door again. “Close the door on ya way out.”

She huffs but takes the money and leaves. 

Joel is left in his office alone again. His back faces you.

“Ya didn’t cum yet,” he says to no one in particular. His fist clenches on the desk, head facing forward towards his computer screen. You try to make out if someone else had come in the room, but he was alone. The man puzzled you. 

I’m talkin’ to you, babygirl,” he says softly in that same tone he holds just for you. “You’re makin’ me ache real bad, here.”

Joel finally turns around.

Your blood runs cold when his eyes meet directly to your camera. Licking his lips, he pulls it out from between the books, inspecting it closely.

You almost toss your phone across the room and jump out the window from fright of being caught. But fear and thrill are driving your adrenaline so much now, your eyes stay glued to him.

He smacks his lips together before pointing the lens towards his desk again… around the side, where his monitor screen is now visible to you— 

A clear, live shot of you sitting in your bed, with your fingers splayed between your folds reflects back on you.

You gasp, pulling yourself upright and searching around the room. No sooner did you drop your phone did you notice his little wink into your camera before he places it face down. Footsteps echo closer up the stairs, in the hall, towards your bedroom—

The door swings open quicker than you expected, causing you to jump back in your bed. Joel Miller stands at your entryway, his broad shape taking up all escapable space. He was panting slightly. Out of breath, though not from his journey up the stairs. The dark look in his eyes as he scanned your flushed body, the two of you breathing heavily with thick silence in the air. 

You gulp. “I want my fucking shoes back,” you bite back finally slicing the tension. 

He tilts his head playfully with a smirk. “These?” He holds up your converse by their canvas ankles. 

“Come an’ get em, then.”

You didn’t want to get out of bed. He knew it: you were naked under the sheets, pussy still beating and glistening with arousal from rubbing yourself off to him fucking another woman. 

“S’wrong baby? Don’t want em anymore?” He teases. “Let Daddy put ‘em on for his princess.”

 Joel quietly latches the door close. The temperature of the room seemingly skyrockets with each step he takes towards your bed. You don’t dare look away, but his sinfully wide pupils drink in your desire beating off of you in waves.

Joel gets to one knee, his eyes trailing down your body as he goes. You don’t resist him when he slips his hands underneath your sheets, his fingertips brushing your legs. He pulls them gently until you’re sitting over the edge, the blanket barely covering your lap, your feet exposed and resting atop his knee.

True to his word, Joel slips the worn-shoe onto your toes before pushing it in place over your heel. He repeats the step with your other foot, the cover falling off completely. He clears his throat at the sight of your bare thighs, your naked cunt just protected by your closed legs. The scent of your freshly moistened cunt makes him dizzy in the best way possible. He’d been dreaming of this, fucking his fist for months as he watched you on his screen. Elated when he found your own perverted scheme. 

“Lean back,” he whispers, his lips ghosting your knee cap. 

You oblige: resting your weight on your elbows, you allow him to sit up to slip your other shoe on. He laces them carefully so they fit snugly but not painful, like he was your Prince Charming. 

The darkness in his pupils were anything but fairytale innocence. 

“What do we say?” He hums. He sits up further until he’s starting to lean over you, his torso making way between your legs, crawling atop with your knees bent and spread wide.

“Th-thank you,” you squeak. Your own ankles begin to wrap around his hips as his callused hands grope your body. 

“You look so pretty like this.” His eyes trail down just as his hands push your shirt up, revealing your supple breasts. Naked underneath him, he lets out a growl. 

His bulge presses painfully in his partially zipped jeans. He hadn’t even finished wiping that woman’s cum off his dick before running up here, let alone buttoning up. It didn’t matter—he knew his cock would be someplace warm and wet again very shortly.

The sudden feeling of your exposed body makes you shiver. “Hold me, daddy,” you whimper with pleading lips. 

Your stepdad nods. His arms hook under your knees, hands going to your grip your ass tightly as he hoists you up. He stands tall, mostly dressed, holding you, naked save for your converse, in the air. Joel’s firm body presses against yours while you cling to him. So broad and masculine, feeling his strong muscles in a way you had never before. He held you so close. Even closer was the press of his cock against your seam.

Joel easily slips it out of his boxers. The bulbous tip slaps your folds, making you moan. 

With slight adjustment, you face Joel just as his head breaches your entrance. Both your lips part, a needy groan escaping your mouth into his. Sinking further down onto his length until you were buried to the hilt. 

“M’so full,” you whine, wanting to bury your face into his chest. 

“Daddy’s gonna make it better,” He nods again before setting a rocking pace. His pushes his hips forward, slapping into yours, using the new leverage of his bent knees to fuck up into you over and over again. You  feel the reassuring grip of his hands never loosen even once as he holds you up high, your knees still bent in half, anchored against his lower back. The balls of your shoes dig into his spine only feel even better, knowing he has you like this , finally, after dreaming and fucking so many women who looked like you for months.

Your pussy was divine. So wet and tight, deliciously sucking his thick member back in with each thrust. He never wanted to leave it, he decided then. He was going to be everything you’d ever need in life. So long as you stayed exactly like this for him. Shoes and all. 

“M’close,” you whine into his shoulder.

Joel could feel it too: your cunt clenching and pulsing on him. He couldn’t contain his excitement: pushing you forward until your back collided on the bedtop again with a bounce. Joel hastily clambers over your body, his steel grip on your thighs forcing your body bend in half. He plunges his cock inside you again, fucking you mating press, your ankles at his ears. His arms planted firmly on either side of your ears. The older man lets out animalistic grunts above you. The wet slapping of your love making—if you can call it that—echoed in just your room along with the creaking of the bed springs with each rut of his hips down into you.

He was so deep, you could practically feel him tickling your spine. His balls suffocated against your ass, each full press topped with a slight roll to remind you just how far inside you he could snugly get comfortable. The keening high pitched sounds you make tell him you’re close. He would know: he’d been watching and listening to them for a while now as you touched your precious princess parts. Joel’s thick digits made sure to circle your engorged sensitive clit clockwise until you were screaming in ecstasy, back arched and quivering all over as you came on his fat cock. He made sure you got your full orgasm before pulling out, pumping himself over your gorgeous body.

“Show me how badly you want Daddy’s cum,” he pants. 

You grip your ankles high in the air with your converse facing the ceiling and spread your legs. Your glistening wrecked, throbbing pussy open wide for his view.

Joel stares, transfixed, fisting his dick faster than a spinning turbine before letting out a painted groan. He lets out a fat load, shooting all over your belly and tits until it dribbled over your clit and folds. His knees felt weak, brain foggy while coming down from his extraordinary high. Blinking, he sighed, eyes filled with adoration as the sight of you still there, covered in your step dad’s cum, grinning in pleasure.

He wondered if he should steal more of your clothes to get you like this in his bed next time.

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