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・✶ ｡ﾟsae-nii thinks it’s amusing how his brother thinks that he knows your body better.

♱ warnings — f!reader, stepcest, use of sae-nii + rin-nii, fingering, consensual vouyerism, all characters written 22+ / note. hewo !!! omigosh i was losing my mind while i was writing this im so not normal about both of them <3

coming home for occasions was always something special, to see both of your stepbrothers in the same home — returning back from overseas and travelling with their respective teams to spend time with their family, to spend time with you.

you were surprised at how easily rin and sae had let you in, warmed up to you despite their otherwise cold exteriors and you couldn’t deny the pride it made swell and burst along your skin. you were so good for them afterall, and they took such good care of you that you couldn’t help the eager anticipation that seemed to take over you when you’d meet them both in the living room after so long.

but family visits came with their fair share of fights ofcourse, mostly over you — their pretty little step sister as they both eagerly demanded your attention, in both mind and in body.

you still had a few hours before your parents came home afterall, doing some last minute errands to arrange dinner and other ridiculous things for their kids. which was more than enough time for the brothers to play with their food, to toy with you and your body.

rin was the needier of the two, more protective whereas sae was rougher, a little meaner, more intimidating. it shows in the way the youngest pulls you down onto the couch, onto his lap and against his chest as soon as he notices the way his brothers eyes trail along your figure — like a feral animal defending its own food, you, being the food they were both set on devouring.

you melt into him so eagerly as your back presses against his chest, instinctively wrapping your thighs around his own while the tension in the room blankets the three of you — making you feel suddenly too warm when sae props his head up against his fist.

“you’re such a child.” your older brother drawls as he sends you a dark look from across the room when rin’s head hooks along your shoulder — holding his brothers gaze as his hands graze and palm their way along your figure. but the way your thighs seem to spread wider as he touches you, eagerly makes him feel lightheaded, his heavy cock twitching against your lower back before he presses into you and he thinks he’s about to fucking pass out at the first, needy throb.

“you can watch. i’ll show you that you’re only lukewarm.” rin hisses back his retort at sae, he was always more open about how jealous he is, but his brother let’s him — riles him up to see his reactions because he thinks it’s better for you that way.

you feel rin’s fingers trace quickly underneath the waistband of your leggings, his movements urgent and quick as he clicks his tongue — lips tracing along your neck as he strokes softly along the damp fabric of your panties. exploring your intimate skin as he sucks on his lower lip to silence a low groan when your thighs twitch, his fingers brushing over your puffy clit.

“rin-nii, i need more.. missed you.” you drawl, his breathing fans along your neck and his lips curl when you shudder into him, feeling them press against the dip of your shoulder when his fingers finally ease past the thin fabric. but the look sae sends you at the pretty little tone your voice takes is dangerous, finally breaking his eye contact with his brother to take in the sight of you instead.

“i know.” rin goads with the first pet of his fingers through your folds, drinking in the twitch of your thighs and the muffled whimper that slips from your lips when he collects your slick, trailing it up to ease the first roll of your clit. “know your body best, ‘ts mine.” he breathes deep and you hear a snort come from the other side of the room as your oldest brother readjusts himself in his seat — ignoring the ache in his cock as it longs to have his little stepsister wrapped around it.

“you’re wasting precious time.” sae’s tone is carefully neutral despite the want that warms his bones, he knows he could treat you better — work you until you’re putty and pliant for him, but he’ll be patient. he’ll wait until you’re reaching and begging for him to touch you instead, just so he can see the irritation on rin’s features when he wins.

but because it’s rin, his brothers teasing only makes him even more eager as he watches your hips twist under his touch, making him press down on the sensitive bud harder before he’s finding a pace and rubbing at you with two fingers.

you push yourself closer into rin’s chest with every sinful flick of his wrist, whimpering needily against his body and it’s almost like you’re begging him not to stop knowing your oldest brother is drinking in every lewd expression.

sae’s drinking in the way your lips part to moan when he watches his brother finally sink his fingers into your pussy — hearing him groan when he’s not met with much resistance and he knows that even though it’s not him touching you, you still feel him there. hes watching his own step sisters body melt under his brothers touch and it’s intoxicating, so much so that he feels like his ears are ringing with the first sweet little babble from your lips.

“see, rin-nii knows what you need.” rin groans against the shell of your ear as he brings your attention back to him, his tone wavering with the weight of his arousal and the way your leaning into his cock, because oh fuck he wants to absolutely ruin you for anyone else.

he wants to make you completely his when he takes a slow, languid handful of your breast through your shirt, and grins when he realises you’ve decided to go without a bra tonight, rolling and twisting at the sensitive peaks as you whimper and his eyes narrow at his brother once more.

the atmosphere in the room is heavy and it’s almost eerily quiet despite the quiet hisses from rin as he mumbles under his breath. but they’re only making the slick between your legs intensify, making it easier for him to sink his fingers into your tight walls — pressing them against the swollen, sensitive spots inside of you with every eager twist of his wrist.

your clit is getting puffier, more swollen with each graze of his palm against it and he can’t help but pull out of your cunt to rub your slick around it, so sensitive to his touch as he shows you just why he should be your favourite brother.

but sae knows you’re close because he’s so used to that sweet little sound, if it was him touching you right now you wouldn’t have lasted seconds under his touch. but he’ll humour his brother for now — leaning back into his chair as he palms at his cock, cocking his head with a carefully blank expression as he takes in more of you, soon it’ll be his turn.

but the oldest brother knows you, he knows exactly how to have you where he needs you so he waits until your moans rack up a pitch before he speaks — before he steals all of your attention from rin as he gives himself to you completely.

“so pretty for me, sweetheart. let sae-nii hear you cum.” and that’s when he gets you, when sae gets you to babble out his name, a sweet little sae-nii as you cum and rin spits out a curse before he’s pushing himself against you, keeping the pressure on your pussy and tits as he drinks in your next languid moan of his fucking brothers name.

your thighs snap around his wrist as he licks into your mouth with such an intensity that makes you gasp—knuckles trembling where they grab and dig into his forearm as he digs your orgasm out of you, swallowing your sounds and pushing his own name back between your lips as your pussy pulses around his digits.

rin works you until you’re whimpering from overstimulation and the irritated look he sends sae only makes the eldest stand from his spot before he approaches, a whisper of a smirk on his lips as he looks over your already spent figure.

“take them off and then move.” he spits as he finally meets his brothers pointed gaze, indifferent despite the intimidating aura that radiates off of him in waves — not that he cares, he’s come to claim his prize afterall. but then he brings himself to your level as he lets his palm rest against your cheek, swiping across the skin to bring your lidded, drowsy gaze to him.

“its my turn and i’ll show him the real mess i can make of you, sweetheart.”

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