18+ mdni
╰┈➤ cw:incest, twin big bro x little sis trope, pervert, obsession.
Thought about... having two big brother that are twins. And you're the little sister that they love so fiercely, so deeply, so fixated that it border on the line of simple siblings love between brothers and sisters.
The first one was loud, he's not afraid of expressing his love for you. He's the kind of brother that cooked your favorite breakfast and woke you up in the morning with a gentle smile on his face, tying your loose sneakers, buying things out of nowhere because it remind him of you. He live to love you, he's sure of it and he'll make sure you know that too.
While the other one was quiter. Moving behind your shadow. Collecting how many times you've blink in a day, the sigh you let out too heavy when you're annoyed, memorised the habit of your body movements, the simplicity of knowing what you love and what you dont, staring over at you from the corner until you noticed him staring. He didnt mean any harm. He just love his little sis so much but he doesn't know how to show it like the other brother so he does it his way.
But the twist is that, the act didnt quiet match how they think.
The loud one was obsessive, protective, posessive in a way that just scream danger and loud blaring red alarm. He's a pervert too. All that warmth and soft smile he put up, just to beat his cock in the bathroom with your panties pressed into his nose as he lick onto the spot of wetness in the middle. Eyes rolling back at the scent and faint taste of you. Huffing and puffing like a dog in heat. Didnt even feel any shame as he cum, making a mess of his hands and the tile on the floor.
You just didnt see. You didnt notice how his gaze linger on your body the second you turn your back to him, the way his gaze darken as it trailed down your spine to the soft of your ass that make his hands itch to grab and fondle. You didnt notice the way his hands root onto your waist just a little more than seconds when he lift you up the top cabinet to grab a container of cookie, how he tucked the hair out of your eye to the back of your ear and his finger dragging down your cheek, trailing over the curve of your jaw. you didnt see any of it.
Then the quiet one. Oh, bless his heart. He just want to love you. Love you where he'll be holding your hands, take you out on dinner just so he could watch you eat more closely, kissing your knuckles and giving you smooches on the cheeks, worshipping the ground you walk on because god, you deserve it, you deserve it so much it broke his heart.
He doesn't want much, he just want to love. He'll buy you things, he'll take you wherever you want, he'll do whatever you want. He'll even give his whole life just for you. He'll die for you. He'll so die for you if you ask him. And at the end of the day, he want to pull out a ring and snuck it onto your finger so you would be husband and wife for the rest of your life.
But fuck, he cant even talk without noticing how your mouth move, his eyes tracing the jaw of your profile, how you're so pretty just by existing. It make him feel like a freak, a pathetic, obsessed with his lil sis freak who wants to love you not like a brother would, but as a lover.
Couldn't been more luckier for having twin big brothers. They'll love you till they're dead, and would at the next life too.
a/n: damn first blog, and it's about incest 😝🤘 twin big bro im all yours.