hey :) ive stumbled across a couple of your posts in fauxcest tags and you piqued my interest. didnt see any necro stuff til i clicked on your account but...
how do you feel about a big sis/bro (i can be either, whichever you want heh) who's a hunter always eyeing you up like youre a meal? :) i mean, at first im sure you think im perving on you. and i bet youre realll excited about that. but im almost? drooling? licking my lips everytime your shirt rides up and i get to see that delicious tummy... subconsciously taking my switchblade out of my pocket and fidgeting with it while i stare at you like a wolf stares at its prey. just wanna rip it open and devour its guts.
im always grabbing your arms and noting how soft your skin is. how nice they are. same thing with your legs. and. honestly most of you. ughggn,,, inspecting you in the same way you've seen me inspect a kill.
id try to hold myself back for a while cause the chase is often better and i dont want it to be over with. but at a certain point i dont think i could hold myself back anymore. im too hungry.
maybe id take you on a hunting trip with me. out in the woods. after we eat one of my kills for dinner by the fire, just chatting it up, id get you realllllyyy high :) just typical sibs blazing it up type stuff. hotboxing a tent. but im very clearly not doing as much as you and encouraging you to take hit after hit until youre so fucked up that moving feels like an impossible task.
i would try to stop before you get too messed up though. i still wanna see you panic and try to get away when i straddle your hips pull my favorite switchblade out of my pocket––the same one you always see me fiddling with––and hold it up to your throat :)
id smile and laugh in sadistic glee as you hyperventilate and your heart beats not unlike a rabbit caught in one of my snares. id tell you no one can hear you scream, its pointless. id watch with pride as the fight goes out of you, as your eyes do that wonderful thing where they empty of all hope completely. id cut you and torture you for hours, enjoying every expression, every whimper, every drop of blood, every scream of pain. every last bit of you until i finally slit your throat and drink the blood up.
mom and dad would probably believe me if i said you got lost. you're a dumb mutt anyway and im a good actor :) hopefully they dont notice the "rabbit stew" i made for them the night we get back from another long day of "searching" for you tastes a little bit more like pork than rabbit :)
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holy shit I think I’m leaking
I’ve never had a big sis before so we can try that!
Oh my gosh ngggh. I’ve always wanted to go hunting and just thinking about being taken advantage of. I love thoughtful anons who talk like this. I’ll totally be your little brother, anything for you
Mghhhh