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biancadjarin · 2 years

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waiting for a girl like you ♡

Stepbrother!em x innocent!reader

Warnings: stepcest, blackmail, manipulation, smut.

Highly recommend listening to the song while you read this. Pictures found on pintrest.

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Eddie got home from his Hellfire Club meeting and immediately went to find you, having thought of a dozen more ways to tease you while he was with the guys trying to focus on his campaign. Well pretending to focus at least. Ever since your mom married his uncle and your two small families moved in together and became one, he’s found himself focusing all his attention on you. His life’s completely changed, big new house on the other side of town, a new stepmom, a new dog, and most of all you. His new sister. Sweet, innocent, two years younger than him. Eyes wide with wonder when you two first met, a couple months after your mom and Wayne had started dating. You’d reached your hand out politely to shake his, introducing yourself with a sweet smile. He knew then looking at your pouty glossed lips, round breasts hugged under your turtleneck and plush thighs peeking out under your plaid skirt that you were going to be the death of him. But she’s your sister now Eddie, don’t be a perv. He battled in his mind with that thought for a couple weeks. Songs that played on his van’s radio reminded him of you. It feels so right, so warm and true, I need to know if you feel it too Foreigner whined on. Ultimately, he decided he liked you too much and you being his stepsister was reason enough that it’s okay. As long as no one else found out. So after he and Wayne moved in, he quietly started to tease you, pulling on your ponytail, flipping your skirts up when no one was watching. He’d press his body into yours as you rinsed your cereal bowl out in the sink, him reaching for an unnecessary item in the shelf above you. “G’morning princess.” He said burying his face in your hair, his hips pressing yours into the rounded marble of the counter, “How’d you sleep?” He asked, his hands coming down to settle on your hips. You’d scoffed and pushed him off of you with a look of disgust as he smirked and gave you a coy wink. You started off as more of a challenge than he was hoping for but he’s slowly starting to wear you down.

So on this Friday afternoon, as he tiptoes to your bedroom door, planning to slam it open and scare you, he stops when he hears your whining. His heart starts to beat faster as he wonders why you could be crying. Did he finally push you to the limit? He leans his ear to the door, listening closer. Frustrated sighs and whiney crys between hiccups of moans and gasps. His eyes widen as he realizes what he’s hearing. You, his innocent little stepsister, are touching yourself. But it doesn’t sound like you’re doing a very good job. He feels blood start to rush to his cock as he thinks about your soft fingers rubbing your sweet little pussy. Untouched by anyone’s fingers but your own. He’s shocked you’re being so loud but with no one else home, you must think you’re in the clear. Wrong. So so wrong. He debates bursting through the door and embarrassing you but he decides to keep this information in his back pocket until he can come up with a plan to use it against you. Later that night, you find yourself in his room as he forces you to watch some gory scary movie that makes your stomach turn. He’d told you to wait until mom and Wayne went to bed then come to his room in your pajamas. “Like a slumber party?” You’d asked eyes sparkling as you hugged your brown teddy bear close to your chest. Lucky bear. “Yeah, babe,” he fought the curling corners of his mouth to avoid looking like he was having too much fun “just like a slumber party.” You smiled with a sweet humming noise, excited to bond with your new brother.

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So you did as he said, appearing in his doorway in your soft baby blue nightie, matching satin panties hidden underneath. You were fresh from a hot bath and you smelled like rose petals, your skin impossibly smooth and soft. “Why can’t we just watch this downstairs, tv’s bigger down there?” you questioned. “Cause we can’t, it’ll be scarier in here. C’mon don’t be difficult.” He said, patting the side of the bed he’d scooted over to open up for you. He was lounging in his loose plaid pajama pants, shirtless, the pants rolled over on the top dipping low and exposing the lines that lead to his crotch. His room always has a funny herbal smell that you can’t place. You shrugged and crawled onto his bed, sitting with a bounce and settling stiffly against his pillows. He watched your tits jiggle with your movements, sighing out a small laugh as he asked whatever God was watching him why he deserved someone as hot as you to be in his bed. But he didn’t want to overthink that. He’d look up to the sky with silent thanks later if the night went the way he wanted it to. He hit play on the remote and turned the volume up as he tossed it out of the way. He scooted closer to you, taking one of your hands in his, examining your delicate fingers. “Lay down” he demanded softly, pulling your hand until you slumped down beside him. “M’not tired Eddie. I wanna stay up late!” You said with a pout. “I know you do.” He said laughing at your defiant tone. His tongue swipes his lower lip a couple times as he lets his eyes dance up and down your body, all hairless and sunkissed. Were those sparkles catching the light as your chest rises and falls with your soft breaths? Maybe you wanted Eddie’s attention as much as he wanted yours.

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“Y’know how pretty I think you are right?” He asks, fingers still interlocked with yours. “I know Eddie.” You say gently. He tells you every chance he gets. He lifts your knuckles to his lips and kisses them softly. “Prettiest girl I’ve ever met.” He means it too. “Aww Eddie. You’re so sweet. Well.. most of the time… when you’re not being weird.” He screws his face up in mock confusion, eyebrows pinching. “W’dya mean weird?” “Like yesterday when you made me sit on your lap.” Eddie’s cock’s starting to stiffen at the memory. “And then you asked me to kiss your neck when I sat down..” you took your lower lip into your mouth, nibbling nervously. “You don’t like when we do those things? I thought you wanted to be close to me?” Eddie asks, brown eyes going full puppy mode. You giggle, “I do want us to be close but.. I don’t know. Don’t you think siblings shouldn’t be that close?” “We’re stepsiblings though, sweetheart. S’different.” You nod. “Besides, you make me feel so special when you do those things with me.” He pulls you closer, your head resting on his bicep that’s stretched behind your head, eyes watching his jaw as he talks. “Do I make you feel anything?” You thought for a moment, eyes looking around the room. “S’okay, you can tell me the truth. Won’t get upset.” He says, his thumb and forefinger coming up to turn your chin back to look at him. “I guess I did feel.. something. Yesterday. In my.. special place.” Your hands fly up to cover your face after you say that. “Hey, hey” he says, hands coming up to pull yours down to his chest. You can feel his heart beating fast but you don’t say anything. “You don’t have to be embarrassed princess. What does it feel like?” Eddie’s fully hard now, his hand reaching down to adjust his painful erection, hips lifting off the bed. Your eyes flick down to see why he’s squirming and your jaw drops when you see the tenting in his pants. “Um.. I guess it feels tingly and.. kind of throbbing?” He couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped up his throat. “Is that normal?” You ask as innocent as an angel. Eddie’s nods, “Of course, baby. Very normal. I feel the same thing. In fact, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

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Your eyes widen. “Sometimes when I get really tingly and my dick starts to throb-” he palms his girthy erection through his pants, “I have to rub it until it feels better.” Your breath speeds up as you watch his hand tighten around the shape of his cock. Your thighs clench and you run your palms up and down your knees, feeling them get clammy. “And earlier today when I got home, I think I heard you trying to make yourself feel better too?” Your mouth widens as your eyes begin to water in embarrassment. “N-no I wasn’t..” “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” Eddie said, hands coming up to cradle your warming face. You wanted to melt into a puddle and run back to your room all at once. But Eddie’s tattooed torso and soft voice was making that tingly feeling start up in your core again. You groan as your hands come up to hold his forearms. “My friend told me it’d be easy. But s‘not Eds. I couldn’t do it.” He nodded, shifting his lap uncomfortably. “It’s not easy when you first start out. Especially since you’re a pure, untouched flower.” He says stroking your cheek with his thumb. You like how he looks at you. Like you’re the only girl in the whole world. “But if you want, I can help the tingly feeling feel much better.” You nod frantically. “Are you feeling it right now?” More nodding.

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Eddie tells you to lay back down so he can take a look. He pulls your hips towards him as he kneels in between your legs. “Oh wait” he says as he softly smacks the side of your thigh and jumps off the bed. “Ah fuck” he grunts as he steps on the remote he tossed earlier. You giggle as you watch his hair bounce with his quick steps over to his stereo. He pops open his foreigner cassette (that he bought at a store where no one would know him only so he could listen to it while he jerked off thinking about you) and inserts it into the machine, hitting play and skipping to the song he wants. His favorite song for you. He returns to the bed and softly sits down between your legs again. He places two fingers on either side of your waistband and pulls down, revealing your wet folds to him. His eyes darken as he takes in your pussy for the first time, having thought about it a million times. But this is so much better than anything he could’ve dreamed of. “Perfect.” He whispers feather soft. Your smooth puffy lips shimmer with the juices seeping out of them. He takes his thumb and forefinger and gently spreads them apart, strings of wetness connecting them. You inhale sharply at his cold touch, exhaling a small moan at the feeling. With you spread open he can see your tiny hole and the clear, milky fluid leaking from it. Your clit peaking out of the top looking red and engorged, probably still sensitive from your rubbing earlier. Eddie has to remind himself to breathe as he lets his fingers trace up and down your folds. You squirm and tense up, the walls of your pussy fluttering and releasing every couple seconds. “Doing ok baby?” He checks in with you. You moan a soft “mhm” as you sit up to rest on your elbows and watch him. The fingers on his right hand gently pull up at the top of your pussy to expose your clit more, rolling it under the pad of his thumb. You moan loud and whiny and he shushes you. “Don’t want our parents to hear right princess?” You nod, biting your lower lip nervously again. “I want you to make some noises but just quietly. Put your hand over your mouth if you have to.” “Ok Eddie.”

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As the warm rich voice and soft drumbeat of Eddie’s cassette echoes in the room, you begin to see stars. Eddie’s on his stomach, biceps curled under your thighs, hands splayed across your stomach, nighty pushed up to your collarbone. His mouth is sucking softly at your clit, tongue swirling it and flicking gently. His rough hand reaches up to palm your breast, flexing his palm over your nipple and pulling it as it hardens. Your hips buck up into him and he uses his other hand to keep you held in place, smiling against your pussy. “Eddie” you whine, fingers fisting the bedsheets around you. He switches hands to play with your other tit and reaches out his free hand for one of yours, interlocking your fingers in his with a soft squeeze. He laps at your folds like it’s his last meal. Your hand drops his as your fingers fly to his curls, pulling gently and getting lost in them. He groans at the sensation, bringing both hands to spread your lips as far apart as they’ll go before licking a thick stripe deep inside you. You moan loudly behind your hand, eyes getting blurry with tears. He slowly inserts his longest finger in the place where you need him most as his mouth continues to suck at your clit. He pumps in and out slowly, curling his digit and rotating his wrist in a smooth rhythm. You wonder how many girls he’s done this too, a jealous pit forming in your stomach. But when he looks up at you with hearts practically shimmering in his eyes, that thought floats away and the feeling in your stomach is replaced with something much more tight and urgent. The new feeling made you whimper and squeeze Eddie’s shoulder. He gave you a knowing look as he inserted another finger and sped up his pace. Much faster. “You feel it coming baby? Don’t fight it, I wanna see how pretty you look coming on my fingers.” You squeezed your eyes and let his fingers pull your orgasm out of you with a loud cry, forgetting to cover your mouth. Eddie doesn’t care, watching your face as your eyes flutter and you repeat his name through pants. “Eddie, Eddie, Eddie!” You whine, grabbing his hand to slow him down. He withdraws his fingers and brings them to his eyes, turning them to see the glistening wetness before he puts them under his nose, inhaling deeply and then sucking them clean. You scoff and giggle out a “Gross Eds!” “Taste so sweet babygirl. And you did so good for me. Wasn’t I right? I can help you anytime you want. All you have to do is ask.”

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