Kinktober Day 2
This one was done via my randomizer! I got magic fleshlight + stepcest + sapnap so enjoy! PS the addition of magic fleshlight as an option was inspired by the lovely Shhbequiet's blob dream series on AO3, really good dreamteam smut series with subby dream 10/10 would recommend and I don't usually like non xreader stuff
tw: questionable consent (i mean ik everyone is eager and willing but the characters dont and they don't know all of whats going on so questionable)
Sapnap turned the piece of plastic over in his hand. He went into the freaky spiritual-slash-sex shop on a dare from his friends to come out with a purchase, but he was thinking maybe a crystal vibrator or something else he could laugh off and keep as a gag without ever using it.
“You,” the woman at the counter called out as soon as the door closed behind him. Sapnap had jumped, giving her enough time to briskly walk over to him then down the aisle, beckoning him to follow. “I know what you need. Come, come, over here- you’re a tall young man, grab that box for me.” She walked and spoke like she was on a time limit before she had to kick him out of the store, but he took the box off the high shelf for her anyways, yelping when she threw the lid open in his face and began digging around. “Yes, your beloved is forbidden to you, but you love her anyway.” He froze at that- he wouldn’t say he loved you- not in that way! No, he’d never be as perverted enough to be crushing on his new stepsister… whose bedroom shares a wall with his… whose underwear sometimes gets mixed into his laundry and he just so happens to forget to return it… who he can hear breaking out her vibrator at night and just might rut into his pillow while listening to your moans…
Yeah, it didn’t sound very convincing to him, either.
“Never fear,” the woman declared, slapping the box shut, now with a pair of shiny scissors in her hand. She swiftly reached up and snipped off a lock of his hair, ignoring his protests to speed walk away again, leaving him to run to keep up. “Yes, your beloved loves you back! True love! You don’t see much of that, anymore, let me tell ya, died out in the thirteen-hundreds along with all those rats.” Her voice died out as she went through the door behind the counter, leaving Sapnap feeling like an idiot as he wondered if he was supposed to follow. Luckily she came right back out with a shoebox. “-of course, Shakespeare never really tickled my pearl if y’know what I mean, though I hear he tickled a few pickles- sweetheart, you want this wrapped?” She waited a mere second before waving her hand at him and producing a thick red ribbon from beneath the counter. “I’ll just tie it, make it a fun little gift without the mess. Now, you stuff in something from your love when you open it, leave it for a few days somewhere it can get natural light, and if it doesn’t work within that week you take it back here and bring me a few curls of that girl’s hair, I’ll fix it right up for ya free of charge. No need to thank me, dear, that’s what I’m here for, I use my gift for others! That’ll be twenty-five ninety-nine, cash or card?”
Sapnap felt like an absolute buffoon sneaking that gift bag into the house, but he felt even dumber when he opened it up to find a plain black fleshlight in the box. Spiritual my ass, he scoffed. Still, he thought as he turned it over in his hands. It was still a sex toy- something he hadn’t tried before. His hand or a pillow folded in half had always worked just fine, so he never bothered. But that crazy old lady had been so serious…
There was no harm following her instructions, he decided. After all, no one would know but him. He’d humor his curiosity. He dug to the bottom of his underwear drawer and pulled out the lacy white panties he’d stolen from the dryer. He took a whiff of your sweet scent before shoving them in the hole of the fleshlight. He placed it on his windowsill and promptly forgot about it, only remembering when over a week later you were wiggling in your seat at dinner and flushed red when he asked if your panties were in a twist instead of cussing him out like you usually did when he said something crude.
He brought the toy to bed with him, pulling your panties out and putting them on his pillow for later. He hadn’t noticed it before but it was pretty well designed- coming from someone who’d only seen pussy on his laptop screen. He ran his thumb over the folds, pulling them to the side to get a better look. Surely it wouldn’t hurt to… practice… right? He told himself it was totally normal to be curious as he brought the toy to his mouth and let his tongue cover the whole thing. He lapped at the folds, poking and prodding at the clit with the tip of his tongue before sinking the muscle into the tight pussy.
If he wasn’t so obsessed with the smell of your panties right next to his head and the thoughts of you being the one on his mouth he would have known that silicone doesn’t quiver like that.
He found himself immersed with eating out the fake pussy, even slipping a few fingers in as the desperation to get this toy on his cock grew and grew. He could swear he could taste it- he wondered if you would taste this sweet as you sat on his face. He moaned at the thought, blindly grabbing for your panties to hold them over his nose. He could almost imagine it was you he was eating out.
He was desperate as he pulled the toy away from his face, shoving his boxers down and reaching for the bottle of lube in his nightstand. He lubed himself up with a few pumps of his hand, just enough that he hoped the plastic didn’t hurt, and lined his tip up with the entrance to the toy. He took a few deep breaths, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. He could almost see you under him, begging for your stepbro to fuck you so hard the whole neighborhood knew what a slut you were- that you’d let anyone have a go at you, even your poor, virgin stepbrother. He imagined slowly sinking into you as he guided the toy onto his cock. God, it was so warm. He figured he must’ve done a number on it with his tongue and quickly dismissed it as the silicone walls moved so realistically, embracing the intrusion of his cock.
He must have edged himself for hours, he figured, simply appreciating the wonderful feeling and not wanting it to end when he came. The pussy hugged him so tightly, walls fluttering every so often like someone was coming on his cock. He finally came, almost reluctantly as he pulled the toy off of himself and realized he had to clean it. He groggily pulled his boxers back up, stumbling out of his room to the bathroom he shared with you. He thought it was late enough you wouldn’t be up, but he came to a halt outside your bedroom door when he heard you whimper. It wouldn’t be the first time he listened to you get yourself off, that was for sure, maybe he-
“Sapnap,”
Every part of him froze, worried he’d been caught before your whimpers continued. Were you… thinking about him while you jerked off? Surely if you were you wouldn’t notice if your door opened just a crack, right? He let go of the last rational part of him as he twisted your doorknob, opening it just enough to peer in. His jaw dropped as he laid eyes on you, naked on your bed with your legs spread wide, white cum dripping out of you. Surely if you had someone there to give you that load you wouldn’t be moaning his name, so how-
He slid a finger into the toy in his hand, watching you give a sharp moan and squirm on your sheets. He felt around the toy- nothing. His cum was gone. Or, rather, it was somewhere else.
Well, he reasoned, pushing his boxers down one more time, if he didn’t need to clean it there was plenty of time for a round 2.