sukunacest

[sukunacest]

cw:: stepcest, cheating, virgin reader

for the most part, you did feel bad. scratch that — all you could feel right now was the immense pleasure as you rode stepdad! nanami on your hotel bed.

he turned your two stuffed animals around so they wouldn't have to witness this. this... what exactly was this?

you fucking your moms husband. you were the flower girl at their wedding all those years ago. kento nanami: the kind, polite man who was nearly twice your age.

he was the man who showed up to all your dance recitals and school plays while your mom was out gambling.

the man who rushed out of work when you fell off down two flights of stairs at college just to make sure the hospital staff was treating you with the upmost care. your mom? who knew where she was. by the time she reached out —back from a bender, most of your injuries were already healed...

nanami was always the one who would get out of bed to soothe you when he heard you screaming from a nightmare — your mom could never be bothered to deal with it (if she even was home) :(

the incredible man who worked constant overtime just to get you through college and literally anything else you wanted. you were his little girl after all.

the best stepdad who showed up to the father-daughter dance when your bio dad ignored your phone calls :(

kento nanami was the man who taught you how to ride a bike. and he's also the same man teaching you how to ride his cock.

"shhh... i know it's alot. breathe baby. ive got you" and he always did. nearly your whole life, it was always nanami who was there for you. you trusted him. he knew you better than you knew yourself.

and that's why you can't bring yourself to feel regret. you love him and you know he loves you too. had you not walked in one night on your bio dad getting sucked off by your mom, maybe you wouldn't have pursued nanami.

he was the one, of course, to console you. your bio dad wouldn't ever show up for you when you needed him, yet he would show up for that? your mom not even caring she was actively cheating on nanami. her reasoning being "he worked and spoiled you too much." :(

nanami was devastated, but just like he was always there for you, you were there for him. that night you both found out, neither of you could stay in the same house as her — quickly checking into a hotel nearby kento's work.

there was only one bed, but it would be fine. you weren't sharing a bed with a stranger or anything; it was just your stepdad.

the only person to truly provide for you, protect you, love you... unconditionally.

you would quickly strip down to just your panties and a tshirt while nanami was in the shower, and slide under the covers with your teddy bears, feigning sleep.

it was only when nanami finally sat down on the bed, brushing the hair out of your face and whispered "you're everything im not supposed to want, yet here i am in bed with you," did you slowly blink your eyes open.

before nanami backed away, scared he was overstepping, did you pull him back towards you.

"you're everything i want too..." you whisper back. "we don't need her — she wasn't there for us anyways."

nanami softly patted your head, nodding. he agreed, but was still hurt by your mom's betrayal :(

you cuddled with him until you both fell asleep. that was, until you tossed and turned, over and over, waking yourself up at two am. you softly gasped when you realized there was something poking against you >.<

"dad?" you whisper, hoping he's still asleep.

he's not.

"s-sorry, princess" he says a little too quickly. "can't sleep?" you shake your head and scoot even closer to him. whatever was poking you before was definitely still there.

nanami tries to scoot away from you, but there wasn't too much space on this hotel bed.

"p-please, i don't think you should be near me right now..."

"why not?" you pout, crawling even closer. "do you not want me either?"

"of course i do, baby... it's just..." he trails off, closing his eyes with a heavy breath.

"you're hard..."

"yes," he admits. "im sorry. i work alot and your mother never wanted to."

your left hand slowly inches toward his chest then idly slides downward. "what if I helped you with that?"

"no, baby," he protests. gently holding your hand so you don't go down any further. "we can't."

"why not!"

"i'm your—"

"stepdad."

"i raised you."

"that just makes me love you more."

"princess, please don't make this harder than it already is."

you snatch your hand away from his, sliding down his chest to grip his length. "I think you're already pretty hard dad," you giggle, but continue to firmly grasp it like patrick star once instructed on your satruday morning cartoons.

"please, kento. dad. i want this and i want you. it's always been you. please"

your plead snuffed out the last of nanami's resistance. if his wife was going to cheat, it was only fair he did the same. right?

nanami tugs down his pj pants and boxers with your help. his hands find their way to your clothed pussy, slowly rubbing you through the fabric.

once your eyes feast upon nanami's full, throbbing cock, your eye's are immediately going wide.

"she didn't want this!? this fucking monster!"

"language, sweetie."

"sorry."

you tentaively grasp it again, going up and down it with your hand awkwardly.

he wraps his hand around yours, guiding you up and down his length. even in this fucked up situation, nanami was still there to teach you, guide you.

"sorry, im not experienced. i've never..."

"never? fuck. imgoingtohell"

"language, daddy!" you echo back to him with a smile. it actually calms his nerves.

"just follow my lead and if you want to stop-"

"i want this," you reassure him.

he continues to guide your much smaller hands up and down his cock. maybe if you only do this it won't be that much of a sin. if only....

without him instructing you, your tongue finds it's way around his tip. delicately licking as if it were a tootsie pop.

nanami doesn't stop you. in fact, he places his hand on the back of your head, helping you take more of him into your mouth.

"you sure you've never done this before?" he's throwing his head back. your taking more and more of him into your mouth. you shake your head but don't let up. "you're doing amazing, baby."

nanami is a man who loves to give praise and in his case he means every word. "look at you," he's brushing back some of your hair. "doing so well for me."

fuck, if it wasn't for the extreme lack of sex with your mother nanami probably could've lasted so much longer. you bob your head up and down a few more times until it's too much — nanami's lifting your head off of him and grabbing a nearby handkerchief. of course he has one on standby.

you almost wish he would've let you taste his seed. you imagine he would taste sweet, like pineapples.

"maybe we should stop" he suggests. there goes that polite conscience again.

"i want it to be you," you declare, straddling his hips before he can change his mind. "please. i want my first time with you."

he relents, flipping you over in a swift move. "if you insist." he kisses down your neck, large hands sliding down your sides. "i should make sure you're ready for me"

"but i—"

"shh," his long fingers shush you. "god, you're soaked."

he takes his fingers, rubbing you through your panties, circling that sensitive nub. he gives it a loving kiss, then another and another. until he's sliding your panties out of the way—marveling at his stepdaughters beautiful pussy for the first time.

nanami, with most things, likes to take his time — savor the moment. but it wasn't easy with your cute little whimpers and your hands on the back of his head, pressing him down til he was nearly suffocating in your fluids (not that he minded).

his warm tongue lapped at your clit, prasing, worshipping it. over and over, he feasted on you until you were a shaking mess. he carefully added a finger, stretching you out slowly. the last thing he wanted was to hurt you when he finally sunk himself inside you.

god. nanami kento could eat pussy for days.

"i want you inside," you begged. "please"

anything for his little girl. but not before he made you come on his face. he licked and sucked and devoured you even faster now — adding a second finger inside you. it wasn't until you completely lost control, squirting on his face did he stop. he lapped up your sweet taste, savoring the flavor of you.

he (begrudingly) left his spot between your legs to flip you back on top of him. "up here, princess."

and you're straddling him again, wet slick dripping down his cock.

"princess, are you absoultely sure?" nanami's eyes are locked onto yours, searching for any sign of doubt. any reason he shouldn't fill his stepdaughter to the brim.

the kiss to his lips gives him his answer. it wasn't like any previous kiss you had before — those were cute, innocent. this kiss was filled with passion, as if you were his lover, everything a dad-daughter kiss shouldn't be; yet you both loved it more than anything else.

he taps your entrance with the head of his angry cock. once, twice, god, it was agony — the teasing. he envelops the tip, covering it with your slick, hoping it'll make it go in easier.

"this might hurt, but, you're in control here" nanami's voice is low, soft, and controlled, as he always is. "take your time." you nod as his large, warm hands hold on to your sides, and he helps lower you down onto him.

it was heaven and hell.

hell because it fucking hurt. your tears were uncontrollable, freely flowing down your cheeks. it truly broke nanami's heart seeing you in pain like that. "breathe, breathe," he whispered. he didn't move an inch, and fuck, did he want to. it took everything within him not to flip you prone and fuck you like an animal in heat.

yet

it was heaven because your way-too-tight walls were clenching down hard on nanami's cock, it was almost painful for him. but the feeling was euphoric. and it wasn't just the fact he was in someone, but the fact that it was you.

the first person to text him happy birthday every year. the sole reason he celebrates father's day, despite not having any bio children. the person who counts on him to always be there for you. the only woman he would ever want to be inside from now on. his stepdaughter — the love of his life.

your sinking, down, down, slowly onto his cock with his guidance. fuck kento for being so damn big. he was borderline monster size. and it didn't help that he had two prominent veins running down his shaft, two veins you could feel inside.

he's wiping your tears with one of his hands. "shhh... i know it's alot. breathe baby. ive got you".

your holding on to him, adjusting to his enmorous size, and then finally, you move. awkwardly at first — it is your first time, but he won't rush you. in fact, he's giving you nothing but praise.

"that's it princess... just like that." fuck, you're so tight. "you're doing so well for me."

you found a good rhythm, bouncing up and down, like it was the best feeling in the world; and to nanami, it was.

"yes, baby girl," his grunts are vocal now. "that's so good. keep going just like that." and you do. up and down, up and down, up and down. you want to cry again, but this time not from pain. all you feel now is undeniable happiness and pleasure.

you don't know how much longer you can keep this up :(

you want to stay like this forever, but your hips, your legs, they're quickly getting sore.

and of course, nanami notices.

"you're okay sweetheart, you're safe. let me take care of everything."

and just like that, kento nanami has you on your back and he's between your legs again — missionary— his favorite position. call him old fashioned, but he never gets tired of hovering above his lover, looking into their eyes while he's pleasuring them. and the fact that it's you, his perfect stepdaughter? he almost came again the moment he slid back into you. he's surprised he hasn't already.

"you're so tight darling. f-fuck" nanami's panting. "too tight for me, aren't you?"

all you can do is nod in between your moans. you feel so fucking full. nanami, —the man who is usually so calm and controlled— was going feral. he was bucking into your hips, as if his life depended on it. he didn't want to hurt you, but he couldn't hold back anymore. not in this perfect, perfect pussy of yours.

he leans down to kiss you again and it's filled with every emotion neither of you can say aloud. your moans are music to his ears. when your bucking your hips up to him to meet his thrusts, his heart melts <3

he won't last much longer. he's fucking you soo deep into the bed. between your moans and nanami's praise and grunts, all he can focus on is how deep he is inside of you. and how fucking badly he wants to cum. your moans are so loud that you're covering your mouth from embarrassment.

"let me hear you, sweetheart." he reassures you. "let it out". and you do. every sound, every moan, all the pleasure you feel is because of nanami and you're gladly letting him know.

"dad, dad, dad" is all you can make out, as your fingers tangle in his hair and his heavy balls slap against your clit.

kento nanami is a responsible man. ideally he should pull out, cum literally anywhere else. but you've brainwashed him. your pussy was fucking magical and he can't bring himself to pul out.

"i know it's wrong, i know...." he wants to curse his conscience. "but you feel too good."

"it's okay, dad..." you're eyes are open, looking into his. "you can do it inside."

if nanami wasn't going to hell, this was surely the icing on the cake. he plunged into you, deeper and deeper, rutting into your perfect cunt — his cock kissing your cervix. you wrap your legs around him, kissing him.

with a grunt of your name, he spills into you. filling your pussy with everything that is him.

"such a needy little thing, huh? locking your legs around me" he's kissing you over and over and over, from your forehead to your chin, all over your face. <3 "you just wanted to be filled, didn't you?"

"uh-huh," is all you can muster out, and you smile — a happy, genuine smile.

he pulls out of you, rolling over for a moment to catch his breath. he's twice your age, but he's still got decent stamina (something he'll happily prove in the future).

as if it were routine, nanami is sliding out of bed, only to return with a hot towel. he's cleaning you up like it's second nature, and for him, it is. only difference is he isn't cleaning mud off of you from you playing outside in the rain when you were little, he's gently cleaning his cum and rubbing you with his utmost care.

it's truly confusing how your mom could ever cheat on him. he provided, he loved, he cared, he cooked, he cleaned, he fucked, he was perfect. if not for her, then absolutely for you.

your fingers slide down between your folds, scooping up some his seed that he missed. you bring it to your lips, humming when the taste reaches your lips. you were right. he does taste like pineapples :)

"you make the filthiest things feel so pure," he chuckles, sliding into bed with you. "what am I going to do with you?"

oops this got really long. i lost the plot again hehe. omg im a freak :((

[sukunacest]

at the person who just followed and is liking all my posts tysm but omg chill 😭 ur BLOWING UP my phone 🙏

nanami post coming up soon

[sukunacest]

got a warning from tumblr already that my acct is flagged loool. just BLOCK ME if u dont like what i post. it's not that deep, believe me 🙏

also made a backup js in case @sukunacxst

in spite of this im about to post some stepdad nanami 💋

[sukunacest]

please please!!!

[sukunacest]

Worst Behavior

Art in the center by Houhai673 on lofter

pairings- stepbrother! Sukuna x f! Reader (lil bit of Toji/reader)

summary - Sukuna’s dad married your mom while you were in high school, and you hated each other on sight. He endlessly picked on and tortured you. So much so that he became a fucking YouTube sensation from prank videos starring you! You come back home for summer break after a bad breakup, and of course annoying ass Sukuna is there, with his stupid smirk, ready to pick on you again, only to be derailed when he sees you're going out with his old friend Toji for a date. Turns out, Sukuna has had it bad for you for a long time, and making you hate him was the only way to guarantee you stay far away, but can he keep up the act?

content/warnings - MDNI, tw- stepcest, lots of pining, kinda one-sided lol, Sukuna is an asshole to you, reader hates him. Enemies to ????- ton of sexual tension, jealous ass Sukuna. This chap - fingering, Toji saying what's up, Sukuna masturbating and being just depraved and pathetic tbh, panty stealing, taboo relationships

part two>>>

part one

It was junior year of high school when your mom remarried, and you can't forget that day, the first time you met that pretentious little shit Sukuna. Who was now your 'family' you guess?

He was a couple of years older, already in freshman year of college, he'd come home on break and torment you endlessly, a whole fucking bulky. He'd hide shit high where you can never reach it, jumpscare you constantly, woke you up to fuck with you, and even filmed his pranks and put them on YouTube.

The jerk was actually YouTube famous from the amount of pranks he'd pull and your golden reactions. A mix of throwing shit at him, cursing him out or smacking him while he held his phone and recorded it. There was no doubt in your mind you just hated the giant asshole of an older 'stepbrother’ you had.

Now you're graduating this year, back home for summer break, and luckily Sukuna almost never visits anymore. He's running his stupid YouTube channel and banking on it, on being a dumb little prankster for his millions of subscribers, so now he lives pretty far thank God.

Let him prank everyone else.

You both don't talk whatsoever aside from holidays and family functions, and then it's just Sukuna picking on you. Not much has changed in five years, maybe his tactics are better. A little sneakier.

You smile and hug your mom, and your step-dad. He's actually pretty fucking cool, and your mom and him are cute together. "Hey hunny, I'm so glad you're here!" Your mom is going on and on about a party she's throwing, as you settle into your room, nothing's changed really. Your mom keeps it all the same.

"Mom, you don't have to keep all this out," you tease, looking at your old posters that adorn the walls, scattered Polaroids pinned to your corkboard. "You could make it a guest room?"

"We have a guest room, we love having your stuff here. And Sukuna's room is the same."

"Ugh don't say his name, you'll summon him!" Your mom laughs a bit as you shiver in feigned disgust.

"He's family honey."

"Not even. I get dad, I really do, but I think Sukuna and I will never get along."

"Ah shit that hurts sis." You hear his pretentious voice and panic as he leans in the doorway, stupid fucking smirk on his far too attractive face. You glare at him.

"Yuck don't call me that, weirdo." He flips you off behind your mom's back, putting his hands away as your mom comes up and hugs him tightly. He smirks over her shoulder as you flip him off back. 

"She's so mean to me, why can't she be nicer like you," he pouts, and your mom laughs a bit, leaning on her tip toes to ruffle his light pink locks. 

"You're both mean to each other. Maybe a couple weeks at home will help you two learn to get along."

"He's staying for a couple weeks!? Ugh." You sigh and he scoffs. Your mom shakes her head and looks at you both.

"Dinner in thirty. Get settled and don't kill each other."

Sukuna eyes you then, ever so slowly up and down, while you start setting things down. "Really filled out huh?"

"I'll punch you." He grins again, you wall up and shove at him, pausing when you feel just how hard his chest is. Blushing a bit, he notices apparently, raising a brow.

"Feeling me up?"

"Gross no. Gym rat." He glares now and you smile right back.

"Yeah how's that loser boyfriend of yours?" He asks so casually. Walking in your room and touching all your shit like he does. You follow him and put everything back in its place as he skews every position of any item.

"We broke up," he pauses at your tone, eyeing you then. You're so pretty you make his heart pound in his chest, not like he'd ever fucking tell you. He calls you a gremlin and worse, knowing you're a whole knockout. "Yeah, rub it in."

"Wasn't gonna," you pause then, as his ruby eyes glint and catch yours. For a moment you see a rare softness in them, making you falter. "He got tired of your bitchiness?"

"Oh fuck off." You roll your eyes, sinking on the white day bed, hands brushing the soft sheets that smell like your mom's favorite fabric softener. But you also smell him, Sukuna, so manly and taking over your space, he leans on your dresser, eyeing a picture of you.

"What happened?"

"Like you care," you lay back, shorts sliding up your thighs. Revealing far, far too much skin, he barely tears his eyes away. "He left me for my best friend."

"Oh shit..." he doesn't know what to say, all he's ever done is pick on you, prank you. Be a whole ass. How does he... comfort you? Without getting too close, feeling shit he can't?

What you didn't realize, is Sukuna has had it bad for you for years now. He knows he can never act on it, so the next best thing was to make your life a living hell. To make you hate him and stay far, far away.

It worked, you hate him.

But it's still not enough to stop the raging thoughts always inside him, of the filthy things he thinks of when he's alone. Stroking his cock to memories of you rather than porn, finding himself comparing others to the traits he loves about you. Traits you'll never know.

He can never ever tell you.

"I've got a date this week though. Old friend of ours." You lean up on your elbows, eyeing him then. He feels that familiar pang of fucking jealousy he also can't feel, remembering the ridiculous amount of men he's chased off over the years.

"What old friend?" He asks curiously, you smile a little then.

"Toji. Weren't you two super close?"

"Toji!? You are not going out with Toji." You sit up and glare, Sukuna crosses his thick arms. "Absolutely not."

"I'm twenty one. I'll do what I want, but don't you like him?"

"Tch, you're such an annoying fucking brat," his words make you stand up, as he sets down your polaroid, it's a pretty picture that's always burned in his brain. You at the beach all happy and pretty, he'd been so hard that day he'd had to jerk it in the fucking bathroom stall.

Why do you have to be so pretty? It's so annoying, and your shit attitude. Toji would be all over you, he always found you hot, but he never dared make a move once Sukuna let him know you were off limits. Was Sukuna not as imposing now that he's a YouTube star? Toji acted as if he couldn't still beat his ass down.

“Put the picture back, you’re so weird.” He holds it up high, smirking down at you, while you jump up and try to grab it, his big grin growing on his face, while he runs around your room with it.

“Too short, aww.”

“Anyone is short you giant, lord of the rings ent.”

“Nerd!”

“Give it!” You’re bouncing again, and he’s far too enamored by your pretty tits jiggling for a moment, his hand falls as his eyes catch them, you snatch your picture up then. “Hah! Now go.”

“Like I wanna be in here.” He’s scowling as he walks out, you lock your door with a little click when Sukuna stands in front of it, sighing and resting his back on it.

Why is it worse than usual seeing you? Typically he could hold his composure somewhat, why do you have to smell so good and - 

Shit he needs to stop.

*****

Dinner with Sukuna is the worst. He's devouring everything on his plate before leaning over, starting to slam down your food too. You scoff and shove the whole plate at him. "Yuck, just have it, now it's covered in Sukuna germs."

"You should count yourself lucky to have any of them from me, brat."

"Will you two stop," your mom and Sukuna's dad say it simultaneously with a big sigh, it's an automatic response when you both have to be in each other's vicinity.

"Why don't you just stay somewhere fancy, rich boy?"

"Tch, you really would miss me if I didn't come over, can't have you all upset." You roll your eyes as your mom gives you an entire other plate of food. Sukuna's already downed your plate and eyeing the new one.

"Let me eat holy shit," you turn away from him, about to stab him with the fork when he goes for a piece of chicken. "Sukuna!"

"Stop it, go get another plate." Sukuna's dad instantly has Sukuna resigned just a bit, he rolls his eyes and leaves your plate alone. The two of them look more like brothers than father and son really, he's a spitting image of him.

Sukuna is handsome, you suppose, though he knows it and is so pretentious about it, that it's just annoying. You'd never tell him he was, either, not when he calls you a little gremlin. That started the first year you lived here, along with dweeb, shrimp and brat, he was a classic bully.

You nibble a bit as you stare at your phone, swiping away the annoying notification that he posted, only for him to eye it, smirking. "Aw you do love me, following me and everything!"

"You wish, I keep ignoring it and it won't stop. Conspiracy or some shit."

"Honey, no cussing at the table."

"Sorry mom," she laughs at you two, shaking her head, while Sukuna leans over, peeking at the phone you're now bringing to your chest. "Will you fuck off."

"Language honey. Ow!" You stomp right on his foot, earning a scowl landed at you. "Brat!"

"Jerk! I don't want to eat, I lost my appetite." You stand up then, plate almost entirely untouched, walking up the stairs as your mom asks you to come back down.

God you can't stand him.

You get a knock later, and he's holding a plate in his big ass hands, frowning a bit. "What, dad yell at you?"

"Just eat," he shoves the plate at you, you notice it's been warmed up when the glass touches your skin. You blink a bit in surprise. "You didn't eat anything."

"You ate all my food like an ass, and I'm not hungry." You shove the plate back at him and his eyes narrow, your fingers touching as you try to put it back in his hands.

"Will you just eat? Now."

"You don't tell me what to do.

"You're such a-

"Brat, I know." You tug the plate back, rolling your eyes now. "I'll eat if you leave me alone."

"I don't want to hang out with you anyway," he says, lying his fucking ass off - god he wants to just spend time with you, not that he ever would say it or do it for that matter. “You better eat it all.”

“Oh Jesus.” You shake your head at him, sighing and nibbling some of it when he walks away, you hate how good his ass looks in those stupid gym shorts. He catches you staring damn near, looking back at you with a raised brow, you quickly scowl and shut the door.

Why does Sukuna look so good? You can’t think the shit.

After eating you’re washing up, bumping into Sukuna as he heads to the bathroom, shirtless just to distract you, surely. You’re breathless when you see his bare chest - has he gotten more chiseled? More tattoos? There are many sliding across his chest, his flat brown nipples, dipping down his rib cage and tracing his obliques. For a moment you can’t even say anything, just standing there.

“Did you eat?” You blink a bit, looking up and nodding a bit. “Nothing smart to say?”

“I’m just tired.”

You’re far, far too close to him then, just standing there, cheeks heating up at the proximity. He’s always been gorgeous, he’s always been buff, it shouldn’t bother you now so much. Without another word, Sukuna walks into the bathroom and you head out of it, shoulder brushing one of his biceps, the contact alone making your tummy tense.

The fuck was going on with you lately?

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t originally have a crush on Sukuna when you met him, how couldn’t you? He was so hot, especially to a younger you, before you realized what an ass he was as soon as he opened his mouth. After that first prank you knew he was just your enemy, not that you could have ever acted on your stupid crush anyway.

He’s family now, honey.

You cover your face with the blankets, avoiding any thoughts of that tattooed body on top of you. Maybe it’s your break up, maybe it’s the date coming up, maybe you’re ovulating, fuck… Whatever it is, you’re undeniably clenching around nothing from being too close to that asshole.

*****

Your date with Toji is tonight, you had a little crush on him when he’d come visit with Sukuna over the summers, but of course he never left you alone with Toji. He was annoying as can be when it came to making sure no one talked to you, because no one wanted to fuck with Sukuna, it’s just now gotten easier, since he’s out of college and some of them have gotten a little braver.

He hated your last boyfriend when you brought him over, on sight, though you have to admit he may have been onto something with that one, he really was a complete dick now that you look back on it. But he hated everyone you dated, making sure if he ran into them on campus to threaten them for no good reason, most of them just gave up.

You ran into Toji the other day randomly, and he was looking really good. He's that dangerous bad boy that your mom tells you to stay away from, but you never listen. Good guy you were just with fucked your former friend however, so you’re truly not so sure what everything means right now. Giving him a chance for a date seems like the perfect way to forget two things.

One, your shitty ex.

Two, your annoying step brother.

You’re eyeing your outfit in the mirror, turning this way and that, before brushing your hair out, you’re dressed in a lacy little black bustier and a pretty pleated skirt, you two are going to a concert so you figure you’ll look cute for it. You’re popping on a little gloss, slathering it over your lips until they’re glistening, doing a little spin and then checking Toji’s text.

You’re running down the stairs, hand on the rail, cool under your touch, when you pause, almost running into Sukuna and nearly tumbling off that last step. Sukuna  curses, catching you quickly, until you’re pressed against him. He is steadying you with his hands, huge fucking hands that feel way too good on your skin, when you’re eye to eye with his chest, looking up at him slowly.

“Clumsy brat…” He grumbles, pushing you back then, but his touch lingers for a little too long. When he looks at your outfit slowly, you feel those ruby eyes like a physical touch, slipping down your body and making you tremble just a bit.

Sukuna never looks at you like that.

It’s quiet for a moment, it goes on way too long, his gaze trailing down your breasts in that top, seeing the way your nipples press up like they’re dying for him. You look too good, too pretty, too much of that body revealed, and for another dude to look and touch? His old friend at that- it fucking infuriates him, his fists clenched on either side.

He barely composes himself, while you’re just looking at him under your lashes, doing too much to his brain, his heart pounding in his chest as desire hits him right in the stomach. He’s seen you in all sorts of shorts, bikinis, you name it, but he’s never really seen you dressed like this, and it’s fucking his entire mind up, short circuiting momentarily.

He finally composes himself, crossing his arms and scowling as you smile at him, arms behind your back. “Like the outfit, Sukuna?”

“Like it, fuck no. What’re you trying to dress like that for?”

“Because we’re going to a concert!”

“Tch,” he goes to the coat stand then, yanking his down from it and scowling right down at you. “Put on the jacket, now.”

Sukuna’s throwing his jean jacket over your shoulders again, you yank it off and shove it at him, pretty breasts just heaving in that slutty little fucking top again, he’s torn between being furious anyone sees you like this, and irritated it affects him this bad. What he thought was shoved far down is prominent as ever, fuck it was even worse than before.

“No! Don’t want your stinky jacket.” He is stepping even closer, when you inhale him - and you hate to admit the fucker smells good.

“This cologne is a hundred bucks a spray, you know it smells good.”

“I don’t give a fuck, it’s nasty. As is your giant jacket, it’ll swallow me, he won’t see my outfit at all!”

“Good, no one should.” You scoff at that and shake your head at him.

“You’re fucking ridiculous.”

“Am I?”

“Yes! You’re not some big brother, and I’m grown. I’ll wear whatever I want- I look hot actually.”

“You look slutty.” His whisper is too close, you haul back and smack him then, hurting your hand and gasping, shaking it out as the tingles shoot through it, while the asshole smirks. “Hit like a little girl.”

“Oh fuck you, with your big ass head.”

“Honey! Ready for your date? He’s um…” your mom looks outside as she walks up to you two in the entry way,, where Toji is revving up his mustang. “He’s here… I guess.”

“Can’t come to the fucking door?” Sukuna says, you scowl at him.

“Like you do that for girls.”

Sukuna raises a brow. “Like you know what I do for girls.”

“I’ve heard plenty,” he smirks then, shaking his head. “Oh you’re notorious, how many girls have you dated? Manwhore.”

“Me, a manwhore?”

“Mom,” you turn to her now, as she still eyes Toji standing outside of his mustang, you can tell all her motherly instincts are telling her to intervene, but she has always let you make your own decisions.

“Yes sweetie?”

“Tell him I’m fine in this,” your mom pauses, lips parting as Sukuna’s dad comes out, and looks at you briefly before he takes off his jacket from the rack, earning Sukuna’s chuckle. “Really now!?”

“It’ll be cold,” he tries to play it off, clearing his throat as he covers you up with his jean jacket instead. “You’ll catch a chill. And why isn’t he at the door?”

“Exactly-”

“Shush.” You put your finger to your lips as Sukuna is about to gloat at the fact that your parents are in agreement. “Suck up.”

“Me? You!”

“Okay,” your mom takes off the jacket, earning the two men’s scowls. “She’s an adult, she chooses what she wears. Even if… she should wear a jacket.”

“I love you.” You kiss her cheek, grabbing your purse and phone then, walking outside. Sukuna walks to the porch with you, much to your irritation, glaring over at Toji who’s whistling across the yard.

“What’s up, Sukuna?” Toji’s voice makes Sukuna want to take him down, he’s grinning as he looks at you in ways he shouldn’t. “Long time no see. Oooh, don’t you look hot, doll.”

You’re giggling, giggling!? Sukuna is about to lose his mind.

He grabs your wrist, long thick fingers with black painted nails taking it over, you pause at the warmth, at the rough palms, looking up then. The night is humid but there’s a breeze tossing around his light pink locks, as he grips just a little tighter, making you turn to him.

“What is it?” You ask then, your voice for a moment is soft, Sukuna looks at you, then at Toji, sighing. “I’ll be fine.”

“Right.” He lets you go then, you’re bouncing down the stairs practically, Toji’s hand is at the small of your back, his fingers itching to break them, while you hug Toji and he wraps you in his big ass arms.

You’re opening your door, it’s not like Toji would do that, shit Sukuna’s not one to do it half the time, but the fact that it’s you makes him unreasonably angry. You look at him across the driveway, expression unreadable before you slip in the car next to him. Toji zips off so quickly Sukuna’s also worried about you driving with him.

He’s been jealous before, many, many times, but today is just too much, seeing you again, and knowing you’ll never be his, hits harder than it should. He stomps back in the house, your mom thanks him for being so caring - hah - if only she knew what he really thought about you.

Sukuna really isn’t proud of any of the next thoughts or actions that night, no he really isn’t. When he heads up to his room but lingers by yours instead, staring into it and seeing black lace on the ground. He knows he’s just horrible when he walks in and shuts that door quietly, eyeing everything in there, the sweet lingering scent of your perfume hitting his senses.

Sukuna is also not proud when he’s in your room, when he takes those panties you slipped off before you left, just sitting on the carpet by your dresser. He’s not very proud when he picks them up to his face, inhaling your scent - fuck, his ‘stepsister’ has the sweetest pussy. He has done this before, and you just get sweeter tasting, as he desperately laps your slick off them.

He’s so not proud when he’s right in your bed, putting them to his face and releasing his thick cock then, red tip leaking precum and smacking his stomach as it’s released. He knows this isn’t a good thing to do, he’s Sukuna, he could have any woman he wants, they’re all after him, and he’s stealing panties and jerking it on a friday night.

He’s furious that Toji gets to touch you.

If Sukuna touched you, he’d grip your breasts, squish them in his hands, have you littered with his hand prints, show you what it is to really get fucked, and fucked so good you’re delirous from it. Bend you over, grip your wrists with one of his hands, stretch your cunt the fuck out. God he bets it’s so pretty, too, his mind vividly pictures it as he touches his tip, exhaling.

What is he reduced to from you!? In your bed, so big he hardly fits on the fucking thing, sprawled out with his long limbs as he strokes his thick, veiny cock slowly. Your panties are right against his face, he’s perverted and depraved for doing it, especially in your bed, but he can’t stop himself. He’s moaning softly into them, as your scent fills his mind, while his hand jerks it faster and faster.

He’s whispering your name, sweat slicking his muscled body, a thin sheen glimmering under your pretty fairy lights while he’s being fucking filthy on your bed. Picturing your tummy bulging with him, stroking slowly in and out, making you squirt cum all over him till your sheets were soaked. He’s jerking faster and faster, wishing it were you, so desperate and pathetic you make him.

He hates you more for making him this way, him, fucking Sukuna, pathetically cumming in his ‘step - sister’s’ bed, as if he could call you it. He barely knows you, aside from being a dick every break, pranking you to watch your pretty face so angry, getting off on it in far, far too many ways.

He didn’t have to be home for the summer, he actually put himself out doing it, just to see you, to fucking torment you, but it’s you who torment him, when he imagines tasting your pussy from the source. He’d lap his cum out of your cunt, then fill you up again, over and over, until there was no room for anymore, just messy and dripping all down your pretty thighs.

“Fuck,” he whispers it, muffling his moan with that fabric, as his cum pumps from his huge length, dripping in white ropes down his hand, pulsing in his hold. He’s gasping at the release, picturing putting it inside your bratty little fucking mouth.

He’s cleaned up then, right with your panties, whimpering the tiniest bit as they hit his sensitive tip, jerking as he lays there now, sooty pink lashes fluttering, furious as he thinks of you on your stupid date. You’ll never know what he really thinks, it has to be that way, but it doesn’t make it easier, not when he’s cuddling with a pillow that smells like your shampoo.

*****

“I had fun!” Toji smiles, that scar curving up just a bit, his big hand on your thigh as his engine hums.

“You did, huh?”

“I did, I needed that.” He chuckles and leans close, tilting your chin up now, inky locks falling over his brow. “Thank you for tonight.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” he practically purrs the words, you gather their meaning quickly, heart racing just a bit as his lips descend. “Been thinking of this all night.”

Toji’s kiss is nothing like your ex, it’s a rough kiss, his tongue tracing your lips and slipping in your mouth when you gasp a bit. You hear his moan when he drags one of your thighs closer, spreading you, you feel your body reacting quickly, a mix of nerves, thoughts, and clearing your pussy is reacting too. She’s already been soaked for two days, and now she’s way too excited.

“God, doll,” Toji hums as he kisses you deeper, you’re trembling when his fingers slip up your thigh carefully, teasing and leaving goosebumps everywhere. His dark green eyes lock with yours as he pulls back. “You feel s’good, ya know that?”

“Do I?” You tease, he moans and kisses you again, while in front of your childhood home, it feels so… thrilling but terrifying.

Was Sukuna watching?

No way…

And if so, what would that make you feel?

You’re contemplating that as Toji finds you over your panties, you moan softly when rough fingers slip up and down them. “So hot, fuck…”

“Mnh!” You’re spreading your thighs for more, he feels so good, kisses taking over your addled mind, and you wonder if it can shove down the thoughts you’re having about your dumbass step brother. Thoughts you can’t have, shit you can’t do - even if either of you did want to.

Sukuna would never want you like that. He’s never called you pretty, not that he should, but he’s said the opposite all the time. He doesn’t know, calling you a fucking gremlin or whatever sucks sometimes, you don’t expect his compliments, but deep down a part wants them anyway. You get looking extra pretty for him, a fact you’ll take to your fucking grave.

Toji slips under your panties, you’re gasping when he touches your wet slit with expert fingers. “Soaked, huh doll? Need me to make ya feel good?”

“I’m… ah! Toji…” you grip his wrist, his thumb is circling on your clit now, it feels really fucking good, twitching against his touch. “Mnh…”

“Wanna cum f’me, pretty?” He’s rolling quicker, more pressure now, while he drags messy kisses on your neck.

“Um, I don’t fuck on the - ngh - first date, Toji.” He pulls back now, a smile tugging on his mouth.

“Was just gonna have you cum on my fingers - fuck, mouth if you want,” you’re blushing and he notices, chuckling again. “You’re cute.”

“Cute, huh?” You wonder what it would be like, you’ve always pictured it with Sukuna, his long fingers and black nails in your cunt, things you should never, you shove it back, focusing now. “You wanna finger me?”

“Wanna have you cum,” his voice is gruff, he’s not fucking around when he slips a finger in your soppy little cunt, your nails press into the leather of his jacket as he kisses you again. “Mmm, that’s it.”

Your eyes shut as he massages your cunt with his fingers, stretching you out and making you tense, thighs trembling on either side. For whatever stupid reason you can’t get fucking Sukuna’s body in a towel out of your damn mind, no matter how many times you shove it down, instead just getting wetter. You focus on kissing him, on feeling him, the squishing wetness loud in his car still running.

“That’s it, cum, I can feel it.” Toji’s words urge you on, as he sucks along your shoulder, sinking his teeth in as his fingers curl just so, and you feel yourself cum then, pressure building and releasing in your tummy.

“Ah!” You’re whining out, earning Toji’s grin against your skin, you feel his teeth lines along you, breaths coming quicker and quicker. “Toji, god…”

“You’re so wet.” He puts your panties back, a hand entangled in your hair now. “See, I wasn't gonna go that far.”

“Are you a gentleman?”

“Fuck no,” you giggle a bit. “But we don’t have to rush things. Are you gonna go out with me again?”

“I’d like that.” He kisses you once more, you’re a little dizzy, from your thoughts, your mind, when you walk back to the porch and Toji takes off.

Why do you feel bad?

Surely not for his ass.

Surely not for a man who is just… a jerk, who’s hot sure okay, Toji is too. You need to shove it down, all of it. You try to do just that, it’s still warm outside so the jackets were a silly idea, you unlock the door with your key, stepping inside and sighing as you feel the cool air conditioning hit your skin.

You slip off your shoes by the front door, picking them up and carrying them as you walk back up the stairs, yawning a bit. You know it’s late, so you try to be quiet when you finally walk into your room. You’re taking off that top and skirt, fingers touching the knobs of your dresser so you can find some comfy clothes to sleep in. Mom has everything you’ve ever owned in here still, so you have to sift through the old clothes.

Suddenly, you hear a rustle behind you, making you jerk and eye the mirror, nearly fucking screaming as you see something turning under your goddamn blankets.

“What the fuck!?” You walk over there now, seeing the tints of pink hair in the dark, as none other than Sukuna is in your goddamn bed.

You shove at the big lug of a fucking man, only for him to stop snoring and peek at you with eyes almost black, you tense as they hit you, as you realize you’re just in a bra and panties now. They drift down your body, when he leans up, yawning now, his look making you feel even wetter, even more needy than earlier.

“Are you pranking me? Get up…” Your voice is quiet, as he yawns, gripping your wrist then, tugging you until you almost straddle him over those sheets. You gasp at it, at how his hand brushes across your shoulder.

“Let him mark your perfect fucking skin?” He demands in a scratchy, husky voice, shocking you so much you blink, leaning back. You’re far too close to his hard length you feel under those sheets, against your inner thigh.

“Are you having some weird dream? Sukuna, it’s me…” You say your name, but he hears nothing with the blood rushing in his own ears, as he eyes that damn mark Toji left on your pretty shoulder. His thumb brushes it, while he pictures leaving marks everywhere. “Sukuna?”

He tugs you closer, until you’re sprawled over him, and he’s too fucking tired to stop it, to stop how badly he wants you - the girl he shouldn’t but can’t fucking help but want over anyone. You have no clue, he sees it in your shocked gaze, when he eyes your other shoulder, pristine and free from any marks.

“Did you like it, brat?” He asks softly, you don’t know what to say at that moment, you just look at him, at his lidded eyes and parted lips.

What do you say to that?

“Would you be mad if I did? I’m a grown up, y’know that?” He scoffs then, huge hand slipping up your bare spine, watching as your eyes flutter shut. “Sukuna…”

“Can’t answer, brat?”

“What’re you even doing in here?” You tug back a bit, but he just drags you back down, and soon you find yourself completely straddling him - Sukuna, your enemy, your… what is he exactly?

tagsss- @sukubusss @yamadramallamaqueen @quinny23 @flowerymenendez @valleydolli @gradmacoco @lolliibunny @chosolover32 @tiredasiandaughter @nanam1nz @sukunabish @valentinegab3 @heichouaack @throwmethroughawindow @mizuwki @omkookie @lemonadesforsale @dannaya @maybe-a-bi-witch @fl4weriesworld @karvokr @pillkits @yummycastiel @fl4weriesworld @kitty-yaps @kitassecretgf @deathrye @musiclover2119 @goldenfawnwriting @sttaejoon-blog @lil-cinn @keiiate @sageosimps @paradisestarfishh @ohohostinkyyyyy @blitziwitch @b0nez9 @sukunaforlife @mihauh @gojodickbig @ashlantismorning @erenspersonalwh0re @uncertainlyours @t4ters @msniks @seellove @lnette04 @salemsays66 @chxngminji @poopooindamouf

[sukunacest]

m.list bc my nerdy big bro satoru told me to keep things organized >...<

read my pinned for main cws

sukuna

tbw

satoru gojo

big brother! nerdjo family trip

big brother! nerdjo gaming partner

dadbf! gojo being taken care of

big brother!gojo family movie night

twin brother!gojo looking for a mate

stepbrother!gojo playing around

choso

stepbrother!choso dark and stormy night

stepbrother!choso stepping up

suguru geto

big brother! suguru keeping the bloodline pure

kento nanami

stepdad!nanami and your first time dad!nanami is the best study buddy

toji

stepdad!toji making sure you know what's his

megumi

tbw

caleb

tbw

[sukunacest]

even if a director put it in his movie u shouldn’t continue to support this and spread it by doing the same..ur sicken and need help.

late answering this but this is an example of how fiction =/= reality

like js because u see/like an assassin in a movie doesn't mean you're gonna kill ppl in real life. idk why tumblr/internet ppl are so sensitive lol. if u don't like it then don't consume it? the block button exists!

[sukunacest]

Your nerdjo brother fic has me feral. The thought of them fucking under the covers in the same room as their parents goddddd so hot

hehe ty anon 💋 brother nerdjo is just the best <3

i wanna write more of him but im thinking aloooot about stepdad nanami/toji rn

[sukunacest]

more bro gumi i beg politely

warning —> nsfw :: incest

as stoic as he is, your brother is such a sweetheart when he's first trying to make it fit.

it's been a long road to finally having sex. many stolen glances turned to stolen kisses, then some real heavy petting in the middle of the night whilst your parents slept in the next room. soon enough you were taking turns with your mouths on each other, until you got the house to yourselves one evening and decided that tonight was the night you wanted to take all of him.

morals be damned!

the major issue, however, is his size. it took you a while to get used to taking him in your mouth, let alone balls deep inside of you. so when he first tried to push the fat tip of his cock inside of you, you yelped.

"gumi," you said after three more tries. "what if it's just too big?"

"don't call me—" he stops chiding when he looks at the pouty look on your face. his sweet sibling, so distraught at the prospect of never taking your brothers cock. "it will fit, you just have to relax."

it makes sense in his head. you're made of the same flesh and blood, why would you not be a natural perfect fit for him? he leans down to press a long, uncharacteristically gentle kiss to your lips.

"i love you, you know?" he says into your mouth. "so pretty."

"you're just saying that to—oh my god megs!"

with you distracted, he pushes in further than his previous attempts and stifles your shaky groan with another sloppy kiss. his tongue swipes over your lips as he distracts you even further with his tongue.

"there we go," he moans a little as he starts to rock inside of you. "told you it'd fit."

he's so big that it hurts, but you can't find it in you to complain when the pain very quickly melts into pleasure. finally, after so long, you have every part of your brother, and he has every part of you.

and god does it feel good.

[sukunacest]

cw:: incest

because im still thinking about older brother nerdjo

and how after that gaming incident you two really became inseparable.

there were times your parents would look for you and satoru would have to come up with a lie on the spot, —saying maybe you were at the library or something—, when you were really just sitting cutely on your knees under your brothers desk sucking his cock <3

you fell for him first, but he fell harder.

it would've been so much easier if you were step siblings, then maybe you guys could find a way out of this situation :(

but alas, your blood connection to each other was just to irresistible.

satoru was fucking you before school, in between classes, and before bed. neither one of you could go a day without him being inside you

which is why when you're parents suggested a family cruise trip for summer, both of you absolutely-did-not-want-to-go. unfortunately, since it was a trip your mom won at work, it was already paid for, so you guys had no choice.

being in the backseat, of the car on the way to the docking station was absolute torture. both you and satoru sitting in the back seat, so close to each other yet forbidden from touching the way you wanted with your parents so close :(

it was a painful long eight hour drive :(

by the time you guys made it to the ship, your dad and satoru carried most of the bags while you and your mom checked in.

just your luck (or misluck in your parents case) the second bedroom got double booked by accident so now all four of you have to share one royalty-suite :(

the days dragged by, satoru trying to focus on summer reading so he didn't get behind. all the while you could only think about some alone time with your older brother :(

it wasn't until, finally, day 3 of the cruise that your parents wanted alone time for the night and went on their own adventure on the ship, leaving you and satoru alone in the suite.

the second the door latched after your parents left the room, you were pouncing onto satoru's lap like a cat. he took you, right there and then, not caring if the next room could hear you two.

the royalty suite did have a balcony, over looking the ocean through a clear glass. it was beautiful how satoru had your breasts pressed up against it as he fucked you from behind.

by the time the sun was already starting to set, you two were still going at it. satoru's mouth was all over your clit, lapping at your delicious juices — slick that only existed because of your older brother.

if it wasn't for satoru's godly awareness and reaction time, neither one of you would've noticed the beep from the door outside, signalling your parents arrival :(

in a split second he was out from between your legs and pulling you up toward the pillows— then covering both your bodies with the blanket.

"awwh honey look, they fell asleep together" your mom quietly commented sitting down on their own bed.

"feels like they were born just yesterday" your dad mentioned.

if only they knew the kids they made were in the very same room slow fucking each other underneath the blanket >...<

[sukunacest]

content warnings: incest + intoxication (and therefore dubcon). female reader.

satoru doesn't shy away from the fact that he's your brother in the slightest. in fact, you'd bet on the notion that he's turned on by the intimacy that only a brother-sister relationship could bring to the bedroom.

it's one thing for him to throw a party while your parents are away for the weekend and fuck any of the many drunk girls that'll be throwing themselves at him. but it's another thing to intentionally keep you at home so that he can dose you up on drinks and have his way with you in the bedroom you used to kick him out of as a moody teenager.

you had wanted to go out with some friends and avoid the noise of toru's house party. you'd even gone as far as to make plans, dress up real nice and bid your brother goodbye with a kiss on the cheek. but of course he came up with an excuse to keep you in.

"you're my responsibility," he says, despite your being an adult. "i can't take care of you if you're whoring yourself out in some dank bar now, can i, sis?"

that earns him a slap across the cheek, which he likes all too much. the feeling of your skin against his, even when hitting him, has his cock stirring needy in his pants already. he can't wait to see how handsy you get once he's gotten a few drinks in you.

you've explored eachother before. stupid late movie nights when a sex scene has come on and you've grown a little too curious about the growing boner satoru was sporting has lead to a few handjobs in your relationship, but you've never gone further than hands.

and making out, though satoru insists that a kiss is a kiss regardless of it being on the lips or cheek, and an older brother has every right to kiss his little sister. it's a healthy display of affection, after all.

though of course never in front of others. which makes it very difficult for satoru to keep you away from prying eyes once the party kicks into full swing and he's managed maybe one-too-many drinks in your system. you're practically grinding on him, and in the dim light satoru can't see much of you, but he can feel your ass against his dick and that is more than enough incentive to make a poor judgement call and drag you up to your bedroom.

your brother fucks you for the first time that night. he locks the door behind the two of you and lays you down on your bed and eats you out until his jaw is clicking. you're so wet for him in a way that you could never be for anyone else. he knows you'd never spread your legs like this for any of the men that were eyeing you downstairs, because they're not him.

and once you've cum twice against his eager tongue he flips you over and presses your face into the pillows so he can fuck you deep. he loves you in more ways than one: in the brotherly way that has him scolding you for wearing a dress so short, were you trying to get someone's attention? but also in the way of a lover, which makes him so fucking excited to finally be sinking into your slick pussy that not even five strokes in, your brother is emptying his balls inside of you.

it's embarrassing as fuck! still high on the experience though, he keeps fucking his softening cock into you... feeding you inch by inch of his dick until you're such a drunk babbling mess that his body has no other viable natural reaction than to get hard all over again.

and as satoru hopes you're drunk enough to forget just how quick he came... you're hoping he doesn't find out that you didn't drink a drop! so what if you just wanted an excuse to act out of line, satoru's baby sister gets what she wants. :)

[sukunacest]

she came back and her acct is @gospelicas

OMG QUEEN IM JUST FINDING YOU AGAIN

-🎸

hello 🙏 plz read the pinned. i am not the granny :( idk if she's ever coming back (i hope she does, and ill totally change my name if she wants me to ofc)

[sukunacest]

cw:: stepcest

it always starts with you guys just "playing around."

satoru would playfully shove you and laugh, and you'd turn and pouce on him right back — it's always been that way since you were kids. since your mom married his dad.

satoru gloats about how he's gotten even stronger since you two have grown up — now both in college. "still think you can take me?" he's got your wrists pinned to the couch and wedges his knee between your thighs.

hes grinning like this is still innocent... like you guys were still kids playing around after school and not two full grown adults practically playing twister on the couch while your parents sleep just down the hall.

"im stronger than you," you bite back at him. but when he pressing his hips flush to yours, there's no mistaking what you feel :(

"oh yeah?" satoru is getting cocky now and smirks. "then why're you trembling?"

you try to look away but his grip tightens on your wrist. he's always doing this! you try to push him but he doesn't budge.

"you act like we're just messing around," you pout.

"but you never say no."

"you're my-"

"stepbrother" he finishes your sentence like if it doesn't matter. like he would continue this whether you guys were related or not :( "not blood. not illegal. just... fucked up"

his lips brush against yours in a way he hasn't done since you were kids. it was different back then — innocent. it's got a completely different meaning now.

"tell me to stop," he murmurs into your ear. bright blue eyes staring you down. "and I will"

you don't.

your silence is all the permission he needs :)

[sukunacest]

nothing worse than when someone hits you with the “as long as you’re not into rape, incest, or like ageplay!” like damn bro thats my big three!

[sukunacest]

cw:: incest, slight exhib, dubcon??? (she def wants it lol)

i can't stop having icky thoughts :((

all day ive been thinking about going home and gaming with older brother nerdjo. he's easily a top 10 player and is always the highest rank on every game he plays.

he knows you like gaming too, but you're not as naturally skilled as him :( that's okay though, he enjoys playing and carrying you <3

at some point you make a joke to having matching duo accounts and satoru laughs but quickly agrees to the idea.

this won't be the last time you guys make matching accounts, but for the current game, you guys finally decide on "his pocket" & "her carry". they were cute and adorable and perfectly matched how you guys played together.

you liked playing everything, but the support role was your favorite. you would stay in the backline, healing and supporting your team (by team i mean satoru, he's a 1 man army) and staying safe in the back :)

whenever someone brave and stupid enough to dive you tried to kill you, satoru was always right there to peel and protect you. he wouldn't ever hesitate to turn around and kill whoever attacked you.

when you guys were feeling dangerous enough to make a play, you both would flank — you pocketing him— and he would kill the entire enemy team.

you would be lying if you said the gameplay wasn't absolutely hot. infact, it was so hot, you could feel wetness pooling in your panties as you played. good thing you had your own setup in your room.

when you finally reach your goal of hitting the highest rank, you should be happy, but it makes you a little sad. playing in the higher lobbies meant less players, which also meant facing the same groups of people.

more and more girls started to notice how good satoru was and would invite him to play :(( of course, he'd flaunt his ego and tease them about carrying or boosting them. one girl even added you as a friend, just to see if you'd be her wing woman and hook her up with satoru... :(

but there never was a need to worry. every single new friend request from a girl (and a couple gay guys) satoru received, he immediately declined. telling all the girls "im not interested. i already have my duo and she's the best."

your heart stuttered, and so did your lips — the lower ones. you shouldn't feel this way, he was your brother for christ sake.

but he was just always so sweet to you. always there to play with you and protect you, whether in the game or in real life.

you couldn't help it though. the moment you two became official duos, your attraction to him only grew tenfold.

he wasn't just your online duo. you both started to enjoy doing everything together now. eating, studying, even falling alseep watching anime together <3

one weekend night when your parents were both gone, you guys got into a high lobby match against a famous player. it was tough, way too close of a game, but you guys ended up winning! satoru aka "her carry" being crowned mvp of the match.

that didn't sit well with the enemy famous player. he immediately messaged satoru, calling him out for cheating.

cheating? really? the guy was that upset over a loss, he was making anything up to discredit his loss.

satoru tried to shrug it off, but the streamer was relentless.

you were the one who came up with the bright idea to settle the issue. a classic 1 v 1, live on the guy's stream. satoru will prove he didn't cheat and the streamer will have to accept the loss and move on.

"you nervous?" you pulled up a chair to satoru's gaming desk, ready to cheer him on.

"nah, i'll win."

you nodded and smiled. of course your big brother will win. he always does <3

the streamer went live and the 1 v 1 began. you would call it close to give the streamer some credit, but that was being generous.

satoru won the set, with the final score being 8-1. the only reason he lost the 1 match was because your hand 'accidentally' brushed by his lap — distracting him enough for the streamer to kill him.

the streamer invited satoru to a party and announced him the winner. he actually ended up asking satoru for some tips and while your brother was answering the questions, your hands once again brushed against his lap (as you did nearly the whole match).

"and if you set your sensitivity to —" satoru stopped mid sentence, finally taking his headset off.

"if you don't stop that, there will be consequences," he whispered into your ear

"im not doing anything," you murmured back innocently. "i just wanna congratulate my brother for the win." you flashed your cutest smile and gave him your best bambi eye impression

he hissed your name as you brushed his lap again, this time with your ass. "that chair is uncomfortable, i think i wanna sit right here"

you lowered down and immediately felt his hardness, poking into you :(

"im warning you"

you giggled and kept squirming in his lap, trying to find a comfy spot.

"that's it!" satoru pushed back in his gaming chair and stood both of you up. he slammed both of your hands to his desk and pulled down your skirt.

"i think i will take my reward now for boosting you out of bronze"

he pulled down your panties next and immediately stuck his long fingers in your folds—your slick covering them.

"t-toru!"

"i bet you got real wet watching me play," he whispered into your ear.

you ashamedly nodded and got a spank for it.

"tell me, sis."

"yes!" you yelped. "i love watching you play!"

"what else?" for a nerd, satoru was still extremely arrogant and confident, but it makes sense when he can always back up his ego.

"i love playing with you and i love how good you are, and —"

he spun you around. you didn't even notice when he took his pants and boxers off, unleashing the monster that is his cock.

"w-wait, toru" you tried to reason, even though you didn't mean it. "we can't go this far, you're my brother"

"you should've thought about that earlier before teasing me." he smiles and pats your head like he always does. "but don't worry, I won't be too rough."

he sits down in his gaming chair, pulling you onto his lap with him. his cock is red, angry, and wants any kind of friction. he taps your entrance with it. once, twice, getting it wet with your dripping slick — your fluids mixing with his pre.

your brain was spinning with every thought as to why you shouldn't be doing this. your parents could walk in. no— they're not even home. you have feelings for someone else — there really is no one else for you. you are blood related — maybe that just makes the sex even better.

you never once considered that you didn't want him, because on the contrary, every vein in your body is telling you that you do.

satoru's voice gets low, serious. "do you want me to stop?"

"...no"

and he gently pulls you down onto his cock. you feel so full, so blissful, so happy. you use one hand to hold onto the desk and lock your fingers with his free hand.

he guides you up and down his length until you're finally bottoming out on him.

he soflty pulls your chin towards him, locking his waiting lips with yours <3 everything felt so perfect. he let you ride him until you begged him to fuck you. and as much as he wanted to utterly fill you up, he thought it would be better if he got you on the pill first :((

you both finally looked up at the screen after satoru rearranged your guts and realized the streamer sent satoru 30 messages to mute his mic. oops.

(i didn't mean for this to be so long. i lost the plot lol)

[sukunacest]

OMG QUEEN IM JUST FINDING YOU AGAIN

-🎸

hello 🙏 plz read the pinned. i am not the granny :( idk if she's ever coming back (i hope she does, and ill totally change my name if she wants me to ofc)

[sukunacest]

being dominant about consent

“you will tell me if something makes you uncomfortable.”

“can I touch you here, sweetheart?”

“would you like me to think for you for a bit, smart girl?”

“i will always take care of you. you can put your trust in me.”

“tell me your color, or i will stop.”

“tell me with words, or i will stop”