oh to be charlie's sibling and walk in on him gooning to pics of you two together and just watching until he notices 👁👁‼️ and then there's like 50 million different endings running through my mind
hi strawb, i was looking thru my reqs and i was like absolutely. yes. this one. sowwy it's been probably months oopsie
big sister!reader and teen charlie, fuckleweekverse shenanigans
It was another alone at home, as the heat of summer slowly crawled in and settled into every nook and cranny of your childhood home. It had been a few weeks since you'd made up with Charlie, and while you were agonizing over the looming prospect of finals, you had found yourself distracted once again. Days like this, where both your mother and father were out, weren't uncommon. They both worked, after all. However, it was a rare day that you and Charlie were both home. Charlie had some in-service day at school, meaning he had a random day off, and your one professor had a family emergency and just sent out a few PowerPoints and a study guide for your upcoming test. That had been your only class today other than a morning one, so rather than stay on campus, you'd gone home.
You decided to go see if your brother was awake.
You didn't mean to be stealthy when you approached, but it was sort of a natural thing for you to do. You walked to his door, which was shut but that didn't mean anything to you, and slowly turned the handle. You didn't hear anything through the door, so when you pushed it open just a crack to see inside the room, you expected a sleeping brother inside.
He wasn't asleep. Charlie was spread out on his bed, his headphones unplugged from his computer and instead plugged into his phone, sealing him away from the world. His pajama pants were halfway around his thighs and his hand was wrapped around his leaking cock as he stared at something on the small screen in his other hand.
Instantly, your face went red. You went to push the door open further but stopped yourself just as your arm tensed to shove it open. The visual in front of you was incredibly hot, why not admire the view?
Soft, barely audible breaths hissed out of Charlie's mouth with each movement of his hand, the practiced motion of it making his hips shove forward into his hand whenever he moved in a certain way. His shirt was pushed up to his chest, showing off how his stomach flexed when something felt particularly good. He swore under his breath, dropping the phone onto his chest and tilting his head back as his eyes closed.
That was your move. As you'd been listening, you'd slowly slid your shorts and panties down to the floor, kicking them into your room down the hall with a masterful flick of your leg. Now, bottom half fully nude, you pushed open the door and made your way over to the bed. Charlie was working faster now, clearly on the edge of cumming, when you caught a glance of what he was looking at.
It was your Instagram.
Pictures of you last summer at the beach, or hanging out at a pool party, mostly.
You'd bully him about it later. Instead, you took a deep breath and swung your leg over the bed, instantly getting a reaction as Charlie's eyes popped open and he scrambled to try and get his phone hidden, tear his headphones off, and whip his hands away from his dick all at once. What he succeeded in doing was throwing his phone halfway across the room, leaving his headphones to bounce lamely across the floor and his hands to stay in the air by his chest, curled up in startled fear.
You noted, with a bemused little smile, that his cock twitched underneath your sticky cunt as you sat against it, pinning it to Charlie's hips.
"Hey."
He wasn't really able to talk yet, but you didn't care. You rocked back and forth along his throbbing, swollen length, planting your hand on his stomach, feeling the muscles tense and shudder.
The other reached beneath you as you lifted your hips, pressing his cock head against your entrance and sitting back on it only barely, letting only the tip push into you.
Charlie's head tipped back and his hands settled on your hips. You rocked forward once, feeling just how close he was by how much he was trying to hold still. "Good morning, Charlie. Having fun without me?"
Turns out I was just too excited to read the "note" think you wrote at the beginning of your fic where you CLEARLY stated youd make it into a series in fucking dumb I'm sorry aksjhssb -🍓
