#stepbro kiri

[cassie48]

•𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦•

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛: 𝚕𝚘'𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚟𝚎!𝚘𝚌

*𝙸 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚌 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗*

*𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚜*

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚗𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 ( probs way more I’m sorry ☺️)

(18 + Minors DNI)

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚐𝚎𝚝s 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚜, 𝙻𝚘'𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙰 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎

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All the sully’s made their way through a tent full of avatars. Makena walked in front of Lo’ak, holding his hand. Public affection was normal for them and none of his siblings even batted an eye when he would kiss her on the cheek, or hug her a little longer then usual, or even put his arms around her waist. It’s just how they are, and they always will be.

“Hey, spider” Norm says while smacking his towel against Spider. Makena giggled and looked back at Lo’ak who gave her a smile, feeling content seeing her so happy. Makena had always been a very sweet soul. And a naive and ignorant person. That was mainly because of Lo’ak, he didn’t let any harm go her way and protected her from any bad things in her life.

“Your ass is mine”, threatened Spider.”I’m right here”replied norm while he brushed his teeth. One of the avatars noticed the young na’vi and told them to leave”avatars only, go around ”she told them. Makena stared at her , she never liked any of the humans or avatars, they made feel scared and she never felt comfortable around them.Norm being the only exception as he made her laugh.

Lo’ak noticed her standing in place.”it’s ok syulang” Lo’ak said grabbing her little hand tighter as he pulled her along.The group continued their way to the lab

“Yeah. Those blue stripes don’t make you look any bigger, bro”Lo’ak told spider as they walked. Makena never really liked Spider. She tolerated him though because he was good friends with Lo’ak. Spider often made her feel uncomfortable and she always found herself sticking close to Lo’ak while he was around, as he wouldn’t say anything to her while the protective na’vi was around.

The four of them made their way into the lab. Spider was being teased by Lo’ak, which happened often. “Yeah haha, real hysterical guys, you know what really sucks though?Is you can breathe earth air for hours, and I can only breathe your air for like, 10 seconds”spider complained.Makena bit back the urge to tell him to just go back to his planet if he has such annoying problems with her beautiful planet.

“Yeah monkey boy that really sucks…. for you”Kirk said sarcastically.They begin to play fight with each other. Makena grabbed the oxygen mask provided for the na’vi and began to breathe it in. She found herself unconsciously leaning into Lo’ak. She hated the lab, it reminded her of the sky people that killed her parents. That was why she hated Spider so much.

“You ok pretty girl?” Asked Lo’ak noticing her anxiety. ”I don’t like this place Lo’ak, I’m scared, what if they hurt me like my parents”she said clinging to him.”Makena, as long as I’m here no one will 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳 hurt you” he promised her, his eyes suddenly going dark. She hugged him tightly and he smirked lowering his arms to just above her ass. After a few moments they pulled apart and he put his arm around her shoulder kissing her on the cheek.

After a minute she went over to Kiri who was with her mother admiring her beauty and hugging the glass covering grace. Lo’ak and spider were talking to max and some scientist. She didn’t like them that much, so she went to go find kiri.

“You get your beauty from your mother kiri”Makena told her, noticing the similarities in their faces. “Thank you sister, I’m sure you get yours from your mother too, you might not believe me, but I feel that your mother is watching over you”kiri told her step sister. “Makena didn’t know if she believed her or not, but she was saying it to make her feel better so she was thankful.”thank you kiri, I hope it’s true”she said, giving her a sad smile.

Kiri found a log video of her mother and wanted to watch it so the two of them did. Spider eventually came over, standing very close to Makena. She stood there not knowing what to do, she was a very small na’vi compared to others, making her only a tiny bit taller than Spider.She saw her step brother walk over to them and quickly moved to where he was

He saw her quickly move from spider to him. He wasn’t stupid he knew she wasn’t a big fan of spider. He noticed how she was more tense and moved away from him as soon as she could. He noticed all the small things about her that she didn’t even notice herself. This is one of the reasons why he was the only one for her. They were perfect together.

He moved over to the corner and pulled her close to him rubbing her side to try calm her. “Relax sweetheart”She visibly relaxed leaning into him. She had her neck visible to him and he couldn’t help himself. He started kissing her neck lightly. After a few moments the kisses got a little more intense. She felt herself growing hot and holding in a moan. It felt nice, similar to the feeling when he roamed his hands on her body at night, or when he kissed her on the mouth often using his tongue, telling her that it was normal, and a way to show to love to each other. She believed him but always wondered why they had to leave their family before doing it, if it was only a way to show affection to family.

He eventually stopped and went back to holding her body with his arms.”So who do you think knocked her up”questioned Lo’ak. “Pretty sure it was norm”. “Totally”spider agreed.Makena had always that that Kiri was a gift from eywa. “That is not true”Makena said making spider roll his eyes at her. “Thank you Makena, as for you two, you do not deserve to live”kiri said glaring at the two boys.”No no no, think about it, right? I mean he’s the teachers pet. He’s out at the lab with her all the time” Lo’ak said trying to convince the girls”I would kill myself, I would drink acid”Kiri said dramatically”bro your right hes in like, every shot” Spider agreed laughing. They continued teasing kiri. Suddenly spider said”guys, I mean sometimes it’s not so great to know who your father was”Spider said making it about him as per usual. Makena went silent and hugged Lo’ak to contain her anger”whatever, I don’t even remember him” he added noticing the tension. Makena huffed, she had the same situation, but you don’t see her going on about it.

“No, spider” Lo’ak started. “Bro” spider said making him stop talking. “Spider….you are not him”Kiri told him hugging her. Makena knew that there was something going on between the two, often teasing Kiri about it. She didn’t like it.

(Time skip)

The group were now making their way down the vines connecting all the hallelujah mountains.Tuk joined them a little earlier. Makena didn’t like that, as she cares deeply about Tuk and dosent want any harm going her way. ”Guys wait up!” Tuk begged the older na’vi. “Come Tuk” Makena said grabbing the eight year olds hand. Tuk smiled at her.”Your my favorite makena”this made the older na’vi smile at her.

(Time skip)

The group had now made it down to the battlefield. Tuk was trailing behind Makena who noticed the small girl playing with some flowers. Lo’ak turned to check where Makena was when he saw her smiling at Tuk who had stopped.”Tuk keep up!” He told the young girl.”stay close Tuk” Makena instructed.

“Bro why’d you bring her anyway”Spider said stopping.”She’s such a crybaby, she’s all, I’m telling your not supposed to go to the battlefield, I’ll tell mom if you don’t let me come”Lo’ak said mimicking Tuk. “Don’t pick on her”Kiri said while Tuk stuck her tongue out at her older brother, making Makena giggle silently.

They continued their journey beginning to climb up a tree. “Come on” Lo’ak said. Spider and him climbed up the tree to the aircraft that had crashed their fifteen years ago.Kiri, Tuk and Makena stayed down not wanting to go up.”Is their any dead bodies up there?” Tuk asked but not getting an answer

Kiri and Makena wandered off together to see the beautiful forest they once’s lived in.They stretched their arms out to touch the plant that had flying animals, breathing out in shock as they flew over them. They looked at each other and laughed in happiness. They all missed their old home.

They both lay down in the grass, relaxing and enjoying pandoras beauty.

Spider eventually came down, looking for only Kiri, but having to look for Makena as he knew Lo’ak would kill him if he didn’t. “Kiri, Makena” Makena opened her eyes and jumped away from Spider waticjing him wake up Kiri. She left to go to Tuk and Lo’ak knowing Spider would annoy her or tease her for something if she didn’t.

She eventually saw the two and happily skipped over to her favorite boy, who quickly wrapped his arms around her, cupping her face “Pänutìng girl, don’t wander off like that, you had me worried” he told her sternly.”I’m sorry ma Lo’ak”she said, hating when he was mad at her. “It’s fine syulang” he replied kissing her cheek, on the corner of her lip.

Kiri and Spider appeared, and Lo’ak and Tuk said that they must all return home as it is almost eclipse.

They began to make their way back home when suddenly Lo’ak who was in front of Mekena stopped and jumped off the branch. “What is it” Kiri asked.Tuk started complaining about how they’re always supposed to be back by eclipse.

Mekena noticed that it was footprints they spotted.”that’s way to big for a human” Lo’ak said “avatars?”Spider suggested”maybe, but theyre for sure not ours” Lo’ak said warily.The two boys began to walk forward Lo’ak putting his arm on Mekena who was behind him.”what are you doing?” Kiri asked, slightly annoyed.”shh I’m tracking Lo’ak said

They all hid behind a bush, watching avatars with camo outfits, inspect old labs and remains from the war.”we are never supposed to come here”Kiri said sternly”dad is going to ground you” she added. “Shhh, can you stop ”Lo’ak said angrily. “For life”she said”I think maybe we should leave” Mekena agreed with Kiri is a scared voice.Lo’ak looked down at her as she was in front of him where he could see her.

“Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours syulang” he says to her”Dude we have got to check this out”he tells Spider”let’s go”he then adds. The two boys go closer and watch the avatars closely. Mekena followed them not feeling safe”Lo’ak I want to go home” she begged almost crying.”alright alright, I’m gonna call this in” he said to her softly”no bro we’re gonna get in trouble” Spider warned Lo’ak. He simply ignored him saying”let’s go”.

“Devil dog, Devil dog, this is eagle eye, over.” Lo’ak says to the thing on his neck that Mekena never understood. She didn’t really understand any humans things, especially their weapons.She heard him tell Jake what was happening when Jake asked who was there.”Me, Spider, Kiri…. Tuk and Mekena. He didn’t want to tell his father that those two were with them , knowing his father had a soft spot for them, especially Mekena.

Jake told them to pull back and leave without a sound. Lo’ak agreed and that was the end of their conversation. They started to make their way back.

“You’re going to be in so much trouble” kiri told Lo’ak. “Kiri stop” he told his sister seeing Mekena visibly shake with nerves. “Guys come on” Spider says sick of the sibling’s bickering.”it’s almost eclipse, come on!” Tuk said worried.

All of a sudden one of the avatars grabbed Tuk making her scream. “Tuk!” They all screamed worried for the young girl. The two boys put their bows up at the avatars. Lo’ak quickly put his down seeing they were out numbered. Mekena ran to him beginning to cry.” Tsun, tsun ” he repeated to her seeing her so upset. Spider was not putting his bow down making Makena even more worried” he finally did when Lo’ak told him to put it down multiple times with a sobbing Makena in his arms.

The avatars quickly grabbed one of them each of forcefully pushed them to the ground.”no” Makena begged after being grabbed away from Lo’ak.”syulang, Tsun” he repeated, hating to see her so scared.

“What have we here”Quaritch says staring at all of them his eyes lingering a little longer on Makena. One of the avatars grabbed Kirk’s hand and showed it to Quaritch” we got a half- breed” he tells him.”shit” Spider says knowing he will figure out who they were.”show me your fingers” he tells Lo’ak., making his way over to him. Lo’ak proceeds to stick up his middle fingers at him. Makena almosts laughs, almost. She would of if she wasn’t so scared” yours his aren’t you” he says knowing Jake was his father. Lo’ak hisses at him. Makena got that funny feeling inside her stomach again beginning to blush, trying to hide it knowing it’s not a great time.

He grabs Lo’ak by his tsaheylu, making him shout out in pain. Makena cry’s out for Lo’ak he notices and pushes his hands as a signal to stay calm

”where is he” Quaritch demands “ sorry, I don’t speak English… to assholes” Lo’ak says smirking a little.”where is your father” Quaritch asks puling his hair again.Lo’ak hisses again. Makena tails swishes a little as he does, feeling funny in the stomachs again. “ Really” Quaritch says not impressed.”you wanna play it this way” he asks taking out a knife. He holds it up for a minute when Makena screams out him in na’vi “ stop, stop it!” He turns to her” you need to learn to shut up” he cuts her slightly on the chest, making half of her necklace covering her chest fall down slightly” your one hell of a looker though I’ll give you that”. He says smirking at her while she sits there crying out for her step brother, who is hissing at Quaritch and trying to break free from the arms of the avatar.

He starts cursing at Quaritch” Ohe’ll kì’ ong ngenga” he screams( I’ll kill you).He moves over to Kiri but before he gets there spider starts yelling at him.” What’s your name kid” Quaritch asks wondering why there is a human with na’vi. “Spider… soccoro” he says angrily.”Miles?” Quaritch questions him.” Nobody calls me that”he says in a monotone.” Well I’ll be damned” Quaritch says in disbelief.” I figured they sent you back to earth” he adds.” You cant put baby’s in cryo dipshit” Spiders spitting his words out in pure anger. Quaritch takes one last look at him before signalling for the avatar to grab him again. He calls the other sky peope to come and get them, saying they have high value prisoners.

The avatars pushed the group to the ground. “Lo’ak im scared” Makena says wanting to hug him.” Be calm it will be ok he says wrapping his tail around her inner thigh.

(Time skip)

It’s was now night, the rain was pouring down onto all of them, all Makena wanted was to go home. She was clinging on to Lo’ak, closing her eyes and leaning her head into his neck. The two hadn’t stop screaming for each other, so the avatars eventually let them go to each other. Lo’ak held her in his arms with all his might. If any of those avatars even thought about hurting his girl he would 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭 them.

After a while of holding each other they heard Neytiris call. The avatars payed no attention to it, as it sounded like a bird, nothing else. Makena heard kiri pray to Eywa, causing the avatar to push her and look her in the face and tell her to shut up. All of a sudden neytiri had shot and killed the avatar holding Kiri. “Lo’ak bit one of the avatar holding the twos arm, letting them run free, he grabbed both Tuk and Makena running away with them.

They kept running for a few minutes before they bumped into Jake and neytiri.”Oh my eywa” neytiri said as she grabbed the three and hugged them with all her might. Jake saw them and hugged them as well . “You alright Makena”he asked her. She nodded at him crying,

“Lo’ak” she said as she grabbed him and hugged him letting all of her tears go. Her necklace covering her chest had fallen off as they were running, but the two did not care as Lo’ak had seen her with no top on many times, telling her it was natural. As they finally all made their way home he held her to his chest as hers was exposed. She was confused as to why he was allowed see her chest, but not the rest of her family? She didn’t question it though as he walked her home

Later that night she realised spider was caught by the sky people. She was happy, but she didnt tell her step siblings, knowing most cared for him, other than Neteyam.

Later that night most omaticaya where in bed but Mekena and Lo’ak were in one of the healing tents alone, as she wanted to heal Lo’aks cuts from earlier that day.

“ I was so scared Lo’ak, I thought we were going to die” Makena says looking at her step brother with teary eyes as they began to fall down her face.” Don’t cry pänutìng girl” he tell her wiping her tears. Though this dosnet help as , her crying turns into sobbing. He lets her cry it out kissing her head, temple and cheek very now and then.

Once she stops crying she looks up at him and says “ oel ngati kameie” and kisses his cheek. “ oel ngati kameie, Makena” he says as her stares at her for a moment, before grabbing the back of her head and smashing his lips onto hers. Makena gets that funny feeling in her tummy and she feels happy. She was manipulated by Lo’ak, to think that when they kiss on the lips it’s to show love, love that she believed was family love. She is too naive that she doesn’t see it for what it truly is. He picked her up and sat her on his lap, deepening the kiss. He sticks his tongue in her mouth, which she gladly excepts. His hand travels over her body, his thumb massaging her breast that had still not been covered, she moans into his mouth, liking the sensation she felt between her legs. This went on for another five minutes before he broke away, kissing her one last time on the lips. His hands left her breasts and rested on her ass as she was still on his lap.

“Remember syulang, you can’t tell any of the others that we do this, they will get jealous, because we have a close bond” he lied to her his hand brushing through her hair.

“Ok Lo’ak” she happily agrees as she jumps off of him. He smirks as he gets up, putting his arm around her waist, resting on the top of her ass.

God he couldn’t wait until her first heat.

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ITS SO BAD IK OK😭ITS MY FIRST FANFIC PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

I read a lo’ak stepcest fanfic and couldn’t help but make my own 😼😼😼😼😼😼😈😈😈😈😈😈

Request stuff I’m begging because I need ideas 😋😋😋

Kisses!!!! 😘😘😘😘

[kentocidal]

FILE NAME: SHARING IS CARING!.TXT

USERS FOUND: stepbro!eijirou kirishima x fem!afab!reader x best friend! bakugou

WARNING! THIS FILE HAS BEEN CORRUPTED! DO NOT OPEN! stepcest, threesum, oral (m! and f! receiving), corruption, dubcon, piv, unprotected, dirty talk, coercion sort of, scummy!kiri, ask to tag

NOTES ABOUT THE VIRUS: your stebrother kirishima promised his best friend a taste of the forbidden fruit.

INTERNAL MESSAGE: i don't even care if this flops im posting it for me. happy first kinktober fic! visit the masterlist here!

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“are you absolutely sure this is gonna go over well, red?”

kirishima huffed out a laugh at his friend’s question, glancing over at him from the driver’s seat of his car as he drove the both of them back to his house. “yeah dude! it’s gonna be great. she’s really sweet, y’know. i’ve already told you everything about her. she’ll be fine.”

bakugou shifted slightly in the passenger seat, jutting out his bottom lip and turning his head to look out the passenger window. the familiar suburban landscape opened up more around them as they turned onto a familiar street, one that they always walked up and down as teens growing up.

it was bakugou’s first time back on kirishima’s street in a long, long time. it wasn’t kirishima’s first, though.

kirishima’s mother had remarried another man after he had moved out of the house, and with him came the introduction of probably the most stunning girls he’d ever seen in his entire life. ‘she’s like an angel,’ he’d mumble over to bakugou across a table in the dining hall, showing him a candid of you in sweatpants and a tight tank top on his mom’s couch, ‘she just lets you do anything to her, man. it’s like a built-in girlfriend. she’s always like, ohhh nii-san…’ 

bakugou had been apprehensive about the whole situation. he’d known that kirishima had… a thing for that cringe roleplay stepsister porn, but the fact that he was going through with it now that it was a reality had originally made him a bit concerned.

it had taken a lot of convincing for him to agree to come home with kiri for a weekend for … a relaxing getaway, as kirishima had put it.

kiri made the turn into his small driveway and picked up his phone, tapping quickly at the screen. “lettin’ her know we’re here…” he muttered under his breath before the little whoosh sound of the message sending rang through the car. 

bakugou took a deep breath, feeling out of his element. he felt like he was walking into a temptation set up by the devil.

kiri whistled to himself as he got out of the car and wandered to the trunk, popping it open to grab their backpacks. they were only spending the night, not expected to be there past sunday, so they had chosen to pack light.

bakugou gathered himself and stepped out of the car, pushing the door shut a little too hard when the front door of the house smacked open suddenly.

and there you were, in tiny sleep shorts and a spaghetti strap tank top, house shoes still on as you grinned and hurried down the stoop to your stepbrother. “eiji-nii! you made it!”

bakugou felt like his mouth was full of cotton as you hurried into kirishima’s arms, nuzzling your face into his chest and kicking a foot up, giggling into him. you were… you were going to rot his brain out. you with those thick thighs, soft-looking skin, clothes tight to your body and the curves of your ass poking out of the bottom of your sleep shorts.

kirishima wrapped his thick arms around your frame and held you tight, pressing his face to your hair and breathing deep, as if he hadn’t just seen you this time last week. “hey, careful! almost knocked me over.” he laughed into you before letting you go to take your shoulders, pushing you back to get a good look at you. “beautiful as always.”

bakugou felt out of place, for the first time in his life, watching his best friend observe his little stepsister, a girl who fell into his lap that he got to stick his dick in. it should be wrong.

kirishima looked over you to bakugou, those crimson eyes of his meeting burning carmine, shark teeth on display. “you remember how i told you my friend was coming over?”

“hm?” you turned and looked over your shoulder, all wide eyes and plush, wet lips that made a knot form in bakugou’s throat. he instinctively clicked his tongue, averting his gaze while kiri squeezed your shoulders. 

“i know you remember that i told you he was staying with us this weekend. hope you still don’t mind. you don’t, right?”

you looked up at your stepbrother and pouted, face feeling hot from embarrassment, you had been so excited about your stepbrother coming home that you had forgotten about your guest. you pulled away from kiri to turn towards bakugou, sticking out a hand in greeting. “nice to meet you, sorry for being so rude, i just got excited.”

bakugou looked down at you with a mixed sort of facial expression. it read like he was angry, but he was more frustrated with his own feelings as he grabbed your hand in his to shake it once. (your skin was so soft, you smelled like coconut, you probably just applied lotion, what would your hand look like wrapped around his-)

“nice t’ meet ya too.”

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kiri was sat on one end of the couch, bakugou on the other, beers in hand as you hummed to yourself while cooking dinner. you had offered, against bakugou’s protesting, and insisted that you needed to be a good host for your brother’s best friend while he stayed in your home. so he had allowed it, staring at you through the entryway into the kitchen from his spot on the couch while he watched the way your shorts bunched further around your thighs, long legs exposed. 

kirishima chuckled, startling him out of his trance. “you enjoyin’ the view, bro?”

“this is insane,” bakugou choked out, shifting to face a little more towards kirishima. “this is- this isn’t right. you’re a freak.”

“and yet, you still came.” he shrugged, swirling the beer by the neck of the bottle before taking a swig. “she’s fine with it. she came onto me.”

“i still don’t believe you.”

“dude! i swear! that’s what happened! i was gonna try to be normal about this, yknow. but she wanted me so bad.”

bakugou scrunched his mouth up and sat back on the couch. kirishima was fucking his stepsister who he claims came onto him. kirishima was fucking his stepsister, and he was going to fuck her next. 

“dinner’s ready!” you called out, smiling at the pair of them, and kiri grinned oh so innocently up at you as he stood. “you’re such a doll. thanks, sis.” he patted your head as he walked past you, and you just beamed at him.

bakugou could tell you were trying to act like you weren’t sleeping with your stepbrother in front of guests. he could see how you were holding off, sitting at the opposite ends of tables or rooms, fussing with your clothing a little more than someone who was completely comfortable in their skin. 

dinner was… interesting. there was a sort of heat in the room that no one chose to acknowledge. you asked bakugou about his classes, smiling so prettily when he gruffly explained what his major was, what he wanted to do after graduation. kiri cracked jokes as always, talking around mouthfuls of food as if he had never learned manners. 

things took a shift after you and kirishima did the dishes.

kiri had suggested a movie, except the movie was never picked.

you suggested snacks, too, but the popcorn was never made.

bakugou felt like he had blinked, and suddenly he was on one end of the couch while kirishima was again sat on the other, back to the armrest, one leg kicked up and stretched out on the couch cushions.

you had been pulled into kirishima’s lap after trying to reach over him for a blanket. that had been the catalyst. your back was to kiri’s chest, and his hands had slipped their way up under your tiny tank top to cup your tits with a low groan. “missed you, nii-chan.”

“eiji-nii, what are you-”

“shh, he wants to see. i told him all about us, and i let him know that we were good at sharing.” he mumbled against your ear, his wide forearms starting to bunch the fabric of your tank top further and further up.

your eyes, nervous and embarrassed, were locked dead on bakugou’s, knees knocked together, tits about to be revealed and spill from kirishima’s hands.

kiri was groping his little stepsister in front of his best friend, and he was getting hard.

bakugou felt his nostrils flare as the cogs started to turn in your pretty little head. and then, finally, what he assumed was the real you started to poke through the cracks of your innocent facade. 

“is he gonna watch us, eiji-nii?”

“i want him to join. he’s my best friend ever! you think you can help him out? make him feel just as good as you make me feel?”

“only if he wants to…” you murmured and started to chew on your lip, brows furrowed in concern.

the weight of both his best friend and his best friend’s little sister sat heavily on bakugou’s shoulders for just a moment. he could say no. he could get up and call a car right now to take him home. he could call kirishima’s mother, tell her about what her son and precious stepdaughter have been doing behind their backs. it wasn’t right. it was filthy, it could ruin them-

kirishima gripped the front of your tiny tank and tore the fabric off of you, causing you to squeal in surprise and flinch at the sheer show of strength. your tits, soft and pillowy, nipples hard from the groping, fully on display in front of him.

katsuki bakugou had morals, yes. but katsuki bakugou was also merely a man.

“i wanna fuck you, sweetheart.”

kirishima grinned. “told you bro. best pussy you’ll ever get.” kiri turned his attention back down to you, sliding a massive hand down your front to cup your pussy through your sleep shorts. “you’re not even wearing panties, spread your legs, show kats how wet you’ve been for us.”

you, with your head already swimming from the attention, dropped your knees and spread your legs, revealing the damp patch in the crotch of your shorts. bakugou practically choked. if he had just reached over at the dinner table, he could’ve felt your pretty pussy much earlier.

“now then, nii-chan, i want you to treat kats like he’s your big brother too. make him feel really special.”

“red, don’t-”

“trust me.” kirishima’s eyes cut back up to bakugou’s, and bakugou felt something in him falter. he always viewed himself as the leader of their small friend group while growing up, always taking charge in risky situations. but here, on this couch, in a house he practically grew up in, bakugou felt small next to his best friend, who seemed far too in his element to be normal.

you, lips wet and eyes glassy, nodded anyways and looked up at bakugou with a soft smile. “katsuki-nii.”

“oh, fuck.” bakugou breathed out, shifting closer to you on the couch. “let me see you, take those shorts off-”

kirishima helped you lift your hips up for bakugou to get your shorts down and off of your hips, and he practically started drooling at the sight. you, gorgeous you, your pussy drooling and almost clenching around nothing, puffy clit aching between glistening folds. 

kiri hummed in the back of his throat, dipping his hand back down and swiping two thick fingers through your lips, making you gasp and shudder. he brought his fingers up to his own mouth with a dirty grin. “she tastes good, bro. you should try it.”

bakugou’s gaze flickered between you and kirishima, before ultimately landing on you. you smiled at him, spreading your legs impossibly wider, reaching up a hand to cup his cheek. “katsuki-nii, please, want you to-”

you didn’t have to say anything else to convince bakugou to drop to his stomach and press his mouth to your sopping cunt, lapping over you with wide strokes of his tongue and groaning into your pussy.

you moaned, a hand flying to his hair while the other braced itself on kirishima’s thigh. you tossed your head back onto kirishima’s shoulder, already trying to rock your hips up to meet bakugou’s tongue halfway.

kirishima’s hands found their way to bakugou’s hair and to your mouth. two of his fingers dipped into your mouth, encouraging you to suck on them, which you gladly obliged, swirling your tongue around the digits and pretending like it was your big brother’s cock. 

bakugou felt his hair get yanked, and he hissed before looking up and meeting kirishima’s dark gaze. 

“get a good taste, man. you’re gonna fuck her mouth after. don’t let her cum.”

you whined desperately in the back of your throat in protest, but kiri only pushed his fingers deeper into your mouth to make you gag and gurgle around them. bakugou hummed against your clit, sucking your puffy nub into his mouth to really make you leak. 

you squirmed in kirishima’s lap, clutching bakugou’s blonde locks as his tongue expertly swirled around your clit and his fingers prodded at your entrance, two of them slipping into your hole without much resistance. you bucked your hips, clenching down hard around his fingers as he crooked them upwards towards the spongey spot inside of you, and bakugou had an inkling of a feeling that he wouldn’t get his treat if he didn’t listen to kirishima.

he felt the way your breathing suddenly changed, and sat up, fingers and the bottom half of his face soaked with your juices.

kirishima pulled his fingers from your mouth, and you cried out in frustration. “katsuki-nii, please! so close, please-”

“don’t you wanna cum on this cock, princess?” kirishima sat up a little more and grabbed his hard cock through his sweats, making bakugou let out a breathy chuckle. 

“he’s right, baby. you know the rules. you only get to cum on your big brother’s cock.”

you felt the coil in your tummy start to loosen as kirishima stood and maneuvered out from under you, pushing you back against the armrest. bakugou took the free moment to crawl over you and smash his lips to yours, letting you get a good taste of yourself while on bakugou’s lips.

you heard kirishima remove his sweatpants off to the side, listening to the familiar sound of him spitting onto his palm to start stroking himself to the sight of you being manhandled by someone else. 

“kats,” kiri grumbled, and bakugou sat up while wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “yeah, yeah, ‘m goin’.”

“nii-chan, put your head over the back, yeah? gonna suck katsuki-nii’s cock just like you suck mine.” kiri crawled over you and grabbed your throat to guide your head back. you swallowed and nodded, obeying immediately with a small yes, eiji-nii that made a spike of heat go down bakugou’s spine.

bakugou dropped his sweats and boxers to the floor, stepping out of them to finally give himself a few precursory pumps as you laid back fully on the couch, your head hanging off upside-down on the armrest. you licked your lips as kirishima guided your legs around his waist.

bakugou took a good look at the situation he found himself in. his best friend was hovering over his stepsister, fat cock prodding her entrance, no condom in sight. he swallowed thickly at the little sounds you started to make as he guided his cock through your wet folds, slicking his cock up with your juices. he caught himself staring at kirishima’s back before looking back down to your parted lips and where you started to drool all over your cheeks, and he couldn’t hold of much longer.

“open wide, princess,” he murmured, a hand reaching to grab your throat. you opened your mouth as far as it would go, and bakugou made himself a home in the wet cavity of your mouth.

he groaned, loud and low, his free hand reaching down to flick one of your nipples and grope your breast.

kirishima’s eyes glanced up as he listened to how you gurgled around the thick, foreign cock in your mouth, trying to adjust to the position and the new intrusion.

then he smiled, because he knew he was going to just knock the air out of your lungs. he pressed the fat tip of his cock to your weeping hole, and slammed himself home.

you gagged hard around bakugou’s cock, jerking and moaning out, legs locking instinctually around his waist.

“oh, baby, ‘m sorry. just couldn’t wait anymore, my li’l sister’s pussy was just too pretty for me. you can handle it, you always take it.” kiri grinned up at bakugou, at how his face was scrunched up and contorted with pleasure from how your throat was spasming around his cock.

kirishima started a rough pace, barely giving you room to catch your breath as you did your best to breathe through your nose, bakugou was quick to follow, sinking inch after inch further into your throat with huffs of yeah, that’s it, good fucking girl, taking your brother’s cock, i can feel where ‘m at in your throat.

kirishima reached down to grab your hands and pin them by your head, keeping you fully pinned as the tip of his cock slammed up against your cervix over and over. he was deep, filling you in the best way possible, while his best friend’s fat balls smacked against your face as you sucked his cock.

you felt lost, fully debauched, becoming pliant and fully receptive to their wills. you were a toy, and you loved how it felt on your skin.

bakugou moaned as he felt how deep he was fucking your throat, thrusting harder against you and feeling his legs start to shake. “can’t- ‘m gonna cum-”

“told you she- ah- was good,” kiri groaned as he leaned down to bite into the skin of your shoulder, making you whine and gag again around bakugou’s cock.

you squirmed and thrashed with each hard thrust from kirishima, the force of his hips making you bob harder up and down on bakugou’s cock. you felt stuffed, your legs felt on fire, but you were right on the edge.

bakugou shuddered before whining, sinking his cock deep into your throat to spill his hot load in a place you wouldn’t be able to spit from. you moaned around his length as you felt him cum down your throat, warm spurts and twitching cock making your head spin.

kirishima slowed his thrusts, rocking his hips against you as bakugou took his time riding out his high before stepping back and pulling his cock from your throat.

you wheezed, coughing before absolutely making sure you swallowed every last drop, opening your mouth again and sticking out your tongue to show bakugou that it was all gone.

kiri grinned and chuckled in order to get your attention again. “what a good little girl, swallowing all your brother’s cum. think you can take my load, too?” “please! please, nii-san, please give it to me, make me cum-” you whined loudly as you got the opportunity to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling your big brother in close to you, his massive form towering over you as he practically bent you in half to get deeper.

“i will, i’ll give it to you. shh…” kiri almost sounded affectionate, fucking you so hard the couch started to creak. “fucking- cum for me, cum on my cock, lemme feel you-”

a few swipes of his thumb on your clit sent you finally over the edge, squirting on him and feeling yourself grip down on his cock. he groaned into your shoulder as he came right after you, tumbling into his high and hearing the squelching sounds of his load filling your tight pussy.

he rode out both of your orgasms before finally settling down on top of you, peppering your face with kisses as you shook. then he looked up to where bakugou was sat on a loveseat, dazed, watching from afar.

kiri shifted and opened up a space next to the both of you, and you smiled over at him. “come here, katsuki-nii.”

bakugou swallowed before walking right into the demon’s trap.

[askinkiskarma]

more stepbro neteyam please im begging you on my knees pls

thank you to @cinetrix

warnings: smut (stepcest, p in v, semi-public sex - people are sleeping in same tent, pet names, slight praise kink, slight softdom!neteyam), strong language, cursing

wc: 1.7k words

You awake from your slumber with a low groan at the way the chills have overtaken your body, the dead of night furthering the discomfort you feel and the way you come to yearn for muted alleviation. You look around your adoptive family’s marui, desperate to find someone you could cuddle up to, anyone who could provide your body the warmth it craved.

Despite how much they bickered, Lo’ak and Kiri were twin souls, and they always made peace at night, sharing a woven blanket and a warm embrace. You smiled at them, shaking your head lightly at how easily forgotten all their fights seemed to be as soon as eclipse took over the land, as soon as the cover of bioluminescent darkness enveloped their consciousness. Tuk was nestled tightly in between Jake and Neytiri, and you were almost worried she would be suffocated in their grasp, one of each their arms meeting on her tiny frame, holding her close.

That left Neteyam, who seemed fast asleep on one side, one of his arms beneath his head and the other rested carelessly over his waist and abdomen, and you couldn’t help stare at this man you loved like a brother, but ached for in ways that made you ashamed and embarrassed, that you could never admit to out loud, that you were scared to even think about most days, afraid that the intensity of those thoughts was so loud, they could be heard, and Eywa, that would lead to a whole slew of issues you were too scared to even conceptualise.

But despite the way you hindered your own brain from deliberating on the way you wanted him in ways you could never have him, it didn’t stop said brain from manifesting your wildest desires in dreams and reveries, in the way you woke up each night sweating and with slick running down your ass or thighs and soaking into your mat, the way it was taunting you with images of his body, strong and powerful, muscular and lean, contracting and flexing as his cock sank deeper and deeper in you, filling the void you felt every day of your life, that you only want him to fill. 

You get up quietly and make your way to him, dragging your thin covers with you to where he lay, getting on your side so your back was to him, nuzzling until you felt his chest taut against you, until his heartbeat rang loudly in you, until it overtook your own, until it was all you heard, and all you felt. The closeness hurt you, the ache reaching new heights, and it was overwhelming as his hand instinctively reached for your body, in his sleep, his touch lighting your skin on fire, his fingers lingering on your ribs. His unyielding grip pulled you so close, your ass was rested against his groin, and you let out a sharp exhale when you noticed he was hard, when you noticed his loincloth was damp. His voice startled you as he spoke, quiet as the night that still blanketed your world and your progressively untethered self, doing a good job of hiding your disheveled form or the blush in your cheeks, but not a good job at protecting you from the increase luminosity of your freckles or the moans that escaped you when his thick cock brushed against your folds. 

“What are you doing here, pretty girl?” His mouth was near your lips, his breath fanning over the side of your face and neck, sending chills down your body and all of a sudden you didn’t know whether you were cold or hot anymore, your body struggling to comprehend all the sensations being elicited in it, in you. 

You swallowed loudly, trying to find your voice in your throat and breath in your lungs enough to be able to pull together a string of sounds that would sound normal and relaxed, and not breathy and wanting, like you knew they would be. 

“I’m cold, ’Teyam, and you were the only lonely one.” He let out a quiet chuckle and his hand started tracing your body softly, a touch so light it was barely there, and the chills deepened, goosebumps appearing in his touch’s wake. 

“Well, not anymore, and thank fuck for cold nights, huh?” his hands didn’t stop when they reached your navel, slowly inching their way south, and you whimpered a little knowing where they were going, unwilling and unable to understand what was happening to you, whether this was a dream or a nightmare, whether you were actually living this and it wasn’t just a vivid vision here to taunt you, before morning came and took it away from you forever. 

“Neteyam, what are you doing?” Your voice was breathy and weak, but alert nonetheless, aware of the situation and your adoptive family sleeping peacefully next to you, and how easy it would be for anyone to wake up and any point and witness this. The shame and fear was almost as overwhelming to you as the desire to give in to him, no questions asked, no care in the world for consequences and risks as long as it ended with your eyes rolled in the back of your head and his cum dripping down you thighs. 

“I’m not doing anything, little sis. Just here to make sure you’re… warm. What kind of brother would I be if I didn’t help my step-sister when she clearly needs me?” The amused tone in his voice didn’t go unnoticed, and neither did the way his fingers slipped past your loincloth and found your clit, that was swollen and needy, or the way they ghosted over it and your folds in scant, fluttery touches.

“Your smell has been driving me crazy for weeks, sevin. For weeks, I’ve had to pretend to be ignorant of the way your scent has been calling out to me, your pheromones washing over me and making my cock so hard, I can’t concentrate anymore. For weeks, I have dreamt of fucking you, of slipping my cock past your sopping folds, dreamt of seeing you come apart around me. It’s so fucking wrong, but so are you. And so am I.” You shuddered at his words and how his sharp canines dragged along your pulse point, at how his fingers stilled on your clit, not giving you the release you desperately craved, at how his lips pressed on your jaw and sucked, or how they licked the spot that was now slightly hurting, immediately alleviating any discomfort you felt. 

“But I need to hear you say it, baby girl. I can’t do anything until you say it. Do you want your step brother to fuck you?” 

A moan and a small nod is all you managed in response, but it was enough for Neteyam, who started a slow caress of your bud, putting just enough pressure to make you pant, to adjust your position so he would get better access, arching your back so that your ass was pressed even tighter against him and he groaned lowly, the sound making you clench around thin air. 

“Please, Neteyam…” 

“What is it, pretty girl? What do you need?”

“You… your cock, please.” His groan evolved into a quiet growl, reverberating in the marui and you both stilled as Kiri shifted a little in her sleep. Her deep breaths put you both at ease, if only a little. 

“You drive me fucking crazy, you know that? Do you have any idea what you do to me? What I’ll do to you?” 

You felt his cock brush against your folds as he released it from the constraints of his nightwear, and the velvety feel of his thick length made your head fall back into the crook of his neck, needing every spare ounce of self-restraint not to moan so loudly it wouldn’t just be heard in your family’s tent, but in the whole clan. His tip prodded at your soaking wet entrance, and when he slipped past your folds and into you, each inch felt like every one of your dreams come true, and you no longer had enough brain power to stop the mewling sounds escaping you. 

“You need to be quiet, sevin. You don’t want anybody to hear, now do you? What do you think our parents would say if they saw how deep in your pretty little cunt I am, huh?”

When he bottomed out, his tip was pushed against your cervix and the way he filled you up was beyond any fantasy, better than even the most intense ones, the wildest ones, the best ones. 

“You’re doing so well for me, baby. Who knew my little step sister would take my cock so well, like this tight pussy was made for me?” 

He started an unrushed, languid pace of his hips, that got quicker and more aggressive, more desperate and sloppy as his own orgasm approach and you felt yours taking over you slowly, raising in intensity as his fingers continued their ministrations of your clit at the same time, until it was so intense it was overpowering and oppressive, until you needed to let it out so you wouldn’t collapse under its weight. 

“I can feel you squeezing me, baby. You want to milk me, want to take my cum like the good girl you are?” 

You nodded furiously, and his whispered, breathy “Then come for me, pretty girl. I want to feel you, all of you.” pushed you over the edge, your orgasm violent and unending, streams of liquid mixing with his own release as you squirted all over his cock, making a mess of both your loincloths and the sleeping mat underneath. You couldn’t care less about explaining yourself, not when your head was empty and your cunt full, the only way you wanted to be every day going forward, for the rest of your life. 

You both came off your high panting, struggling to catch your breath and any thoughts swirling aimlessly in your brain, and you couldn’t find it in you to move, and he couldn’t find it in him to pull out, so you just lay like that, him spooning you closely, licking stripes over your neck and jaw, and you felt desire build in you again, instant and frenzied.

“Next time, how about we put that pretty mouth of yours to good use, huh?” 

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[loaksbitch]

STEPBRO LOAK

stepbro!loak telling you to shut the fuck up so you won’t get caught while fucking in the hut you two and kiri shared? argh. — no, because i instantly wrote this when i saw this anon's inbox.

warnings – buckle up girls it’s our bitch lo’ak coming, p in v, dirty talking, missionary, deep stroking, lo’ak covers your mouth to shut you up, praising, licking, lo’aks pullout game is strong unlike neteyam (ifykyk), tw: stepcest!

“shut up, we’ll fuckin’ get caught.” — lo’ak sully (⨳)

your both hands are pinned next your head, lo’ak rutting into you with a desperate need and lust, he takes all the pleasing sight you give him.

“aren’t you such a needy little whore, baby.” lo’ak nudged your nose, making you whine a mess in his hands. “lo’ak.” you moan, your hot breath hitting his lips and making him smile. “that’s right, i’m lo’ak, the one who got you pinned here and fucking you, yeah?” he was so full of himself.

with every thrust lo’ak was giving you, your moans were getting louder. “shh,” he tells you, his right hand pulling on your left leg and pushing it wider. your jaw flies open, eyes screwed shut and teary when he sinks until his pubicbone is touching your pelvis.

he leans forward, one hand that was holding onto your ass sliding up to your hips then to your waist. “this cunt was made for me, wasn’t it?” you’re too focused on how his girth-y tip hits the opening of your cervix.

as much as you wanted to answer, your words only came out as a breathy moan. lo’ak clicks his tongue, groaning when your walls grip his dick, hands sought to your jaw and turning you to face him. “answer me, princess.” he slows his thrust, deep strokes getting delivered into your sopping cunt.

“this is mine, isn’t it?” he snaps his hips, letting you know he was talking about your pussy. “i own it, don’t i?” you look into his amber eyes and nod. “then take it, fuckin’ take it all.”

you winch with every slip of his cock in you, shutting your eyes when lo’ak slowly fucks you and stretch you. “oh,” you gasp, back arching and holding onto him. lo’ak chuckles, your reaction is too cute for him but then again you need to lower your voice, or you both will get caught.

“i know how vocal you can be, baby,” as much as lo’ak wants to hear you scream his name, he can’t risk this. “but i need you to be quiet than that, i know you can do it.” he brushes off your hair from your face, literally wiping the beading sweat from your forehead.

you suck a deep breath, trying to keep it all in and take his cock like a big girl but the way his heavy balls was leaving a soft patting sound against your folds makes it hard for you. “more, i need more.” you hiss and lo’ak bites his lower lip, eye taking your naked body shining under the moonlight sipping through the hut curtains.

“you need more?” he lets a breathy laugh out, leaning to you and placing a kiss on your forehead. you whine when his two braided hair comes in contact with your skin, the beads too cold for your hot cheeks. “gonna give you what you want then, pretty girl.” your stomach tingles at his choice of words.

lo’ak doesn’t miss how your breath accelerates, excitement feeling your heart when he lets go of your legs. he places them down, eyes locking with yours when he is laying on you, chest pressed against the swell of your breast. lo’ak taps on your thighs and you instantly wrap them on his slim waist.

“need you to hold on tight.” you nod, feeling lo’ak sliding his hand under your back and hold onto your shoulders. right when your arms are secured on his neck, lo’ak resumes his cock to keep drilling in your cunt.

the change of position helping him hit home, literally fucking your walls and making you quiver. “be quiet.” he tries to say in a calm tone, moaning when your warm walls grip him tight.

lo’ak curses when you get louder. “shut up, we’ll fuckin’ get caught.” he curses at you, making you cry even more with his rough thrust. “i can’t.” you nearly whimpered. lo’ak quickly lets your shoulder go and braced himself with his one arm, keeping him up from crushing you down.

his other hand came to your face while his eyes bore a hole to yours, covering your mouth and shushing the sinful sounds that will get you both caught if he won’t stop you. lo’ak picked up his thrust, right from where he stopped. “is this better?” he asks but you only moan onto his hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“this what we have to do? you can’t shut the fuck up and i must do it for you?” he mocks you. “always making your stepbro take you out of trouble?” it was as if an old lady was spitting shame on you. he could feel every rapid hot breath against his hand, hot breath fanning on his skin.

lo’ak exhaled, grinning at your state. “tap on my hand if it’s too much.” he tells you, now being selfish to chase an orgasm out of you. you only give him a knitted brow and slight crossed eye, your hand fisting on the hammock under you.

you liked what he was giving you, not even nothing to process his words. the way you rhythmically clenched on lo’ak told him you are about to cum. he hisses when your arousal squirts out of you, milking him down to his balls. lo’ak only fucks you through your orgasm.

“oh fuck fuck fuck.” he quickly pulls out, not missing how you pushed his hand away from your mouth and told him to pull out. you use your elbows as leverage, holding you up to see lo’ak fist on his cock and jerk off. his exhale was harsh, especially when you kept eyeing his tip like it was your favorite candy.

“come here.” he tells you, using his finger to beckon you and you obligate, kneeling in front of him. lo’ak curses under his breath, your sweaty blue skin and fucked out face sending him to the last push. “i’m gonna c-cum” his voice hitches at the end, shamelessly whimpering.

you let a soft gasp out when ropes of cum paint your chest, drawing thin messy lines on your skin. when you look up to lo’ak, he only stares at you with blown pupils. “this was so fucking amazing.” you hear him say and smile cheekily, “we’re not doing that again.” you murmur.

“no?” he asks, teasing behind his tone. “but that’s what you said last time princess.” he chuckles, bending to you and leaning to your face. he doesn’t bother how his own release touches his skin when he presses himself on you.

“this time it’s— lo’ak!” you whine when he gives your lips a bold lick. “what? i know you like it.” you look away, not wanting to admit. oh and? you’re definitely doing it next time.

ajskqxm here you go pretty anon, i gave my best in this!! like + reblog + thoughts are super appreciated!! i love each and everyone of you sm! mwah <3

[blue-slxt]

Kinktober 1

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

Kinktober Masterlist

A/N: Kinktober is finally here! I'm so incredibly excited to finally post all of the prompts that I've been working on for so long now and keeping under wraps. I can't wait to go on this journey with all of you! I hope you guys like what I have! Some of them are little drabbles, some are closer to actual one shots. Either way I hope you enjoy! All characters are aged up.

Pairing: Stepbro!Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: Stepcest (not related by blood), Handjob, Almost getting caught

“You look so stressed” you say to Neteyam who stood before you, shoulders basically touching his ears from how tight they were.

“I do not” he protests with a small grind of his teeth.

“Don’t be stupid. Sit down, let me help you.” You say urging him over to sit in front of you. He relents with a huff and plops down on the ground cross-legged in front of where you stood.

You sit on your knees behind him and start massaging the tense muscles of his back and shoulders. His muscles feel like boulders under your fingers while you try to steadily work them back into actual flesh.

Neteyam grunts and groans while you work on him and you try to focus on anything other than the heat that settles between your thighs at the sound of him. Even if you weren’t related by blood, you grew up with the Sully kids. Jake was good friends with your parents when you were younger and when they passed, he took you in without hesitation. Neteyam was always your favorite. He was your protector and best friend. He was the best big brother and you loved him. But was it sibling love you were still feeling? Surely siblings don’t have the kind of thoughts about each other that you have about Neteyam. It’s shameful. You’re not sure what would happen if anyone found out. Especially Neteyam.

But he’s so hard to read, it’s hard to know if he knows and is just playing it off or if he’s actually oblivious to how you feel.

Your hands continue on their crusade up and down his shoulders and work their way down his arms. His muscles are lean and solid from years of training and fighting. You thank Eywa that he’s facing away from you so he can’t see how you bite your lip while you let your eyes wander over him.

And you take your sweet time taking in all of him. Eywa, help you, everything about him is perfect. Getting lost in your musings, you don’t even realize that your eyes have inadvertently settled at his crotch and…fuck, he’s hard right now.

Your hands come to a halt when the realization hits you. He’s still just sitting here looking around everywhere else but at you. Is this your chance? Fuck, you hope it is as you let your hands trace over more of his skin and around to the front of his body. You can almost feel his breathing stutter in his chest when your fingers run over his pecs.

He makes no move to stop you or to escape your touch so you continue pushing the envelope. Slowly, your fingers inch lower and lower until they’re dancing at the waist of his tewng. It feels like you’re holding your breath when you finally think ‘fuck it’ and duck your hand past his loincloth. Your hand is met with the velvety feel of his stiff cock already pulsing in your grip. You’re not sure which one of you shudders harder at the contact. Eywa, he’s even bigger than you thought.

You slowly start to pump your fist up and down his length and you can feel the beads of precum leaking from the head. The feel of him thick and heavy in your hands has you squeezing your thighs together in need of your own friction. Your chest presses into Neteyam’s back and he can feel the soft squish of your breasts on his skin. He thinks about how badly he wants to suck on them right now and his eyes roll when you start to stroke him faster.

“Teyam…” it comes out in a hushed breath. But before things can go any further, there’s a rustling in the bushes.

The two of you jump feet away from each other and holding your hands close to your own bodies. Kiri appears looking between you both confused.

“What’s the matter with you two?”

“Nothing” you answer a little too quickly to be convincing.

Neteyam keeps his arms in front of his body to hide his dick that was still begging to be set free.

“Whatever”, Kiri rolls her eyes, “Hurry back, it’s almost dinner time!” she says turning on her heels and already heading back home.

You and Neteyam can’t bring yourselves to look at each other. Not only did you cross a line, but to make it even worse, you almost got caught.

“Um…so I’ll head back first since…you know…” you stand and quickly regain your composure. “I’ll…see you later?”

His face flushes a bit and his ears stand up straight at your question. “Yeah, later.” He confirms.

And with that, you disappear back between the lush of the forest.

Your words stick with Neteyam for some reason. When you asked if you’d see him later, did you just mean in a general sense like how you would say to anybody else? Or did you mean see him later to finish what you started? Why does he really hope it’s the second one?

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[pervysenpaix]

(18+ NSFW) CONTENT | MDNI

Mean Stepbro!Kiri that's laughing at your dumb little expression as you fuck yourself on his cock. Pinching your clit harshly and tugging everytime your round ass plops down onto his thighs. Loving the way your asshole swallows him whole, sucking him in greedily as your bouncing grows more frantic and desperate. "You're so fuckin' disgusting, Y/N. Lettin' your big brother fuck you like this. Nasty bitch". All you can do is nod your head because he's right. You know it's wrong to be on the verge of your third orgasm from your awful stepbrother, that's dragging his sharp teeth along the underside of your breast and biting down, leaving little indentions of his sharp teeth. Placement purposeful, low enough to keep them hidden but deep enough to remind you of him whenever the fabric of your shirts graze your supple skin. "Kiri- Kirishima. S'good. So good" His dick is throbbing inside you. Pulsating deep inside you with each contraction of your tight hole. Your hands are all over his. His hair. His face. His chest. You can't get enough of him and he knows it. That's why he's grinning when takes your nipple into his mouth, running the flat of his tongue over the bead, then fast flicks while his thumb presses harshly on the pretty pearl between your folds. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck" it's a mantra. The only word you can comprehend a this moment. FUCK. Because he's fucking the shit out of you. Fucking into your wet ass so hard and fast , all you can hear is the schlick of the lube and his spit, and your moans, and his grunts, and skin slapping. "Damn. That's it, baby. Look so good taking me like this. Fuck- gotta get the bros over here so they can feel you". His words drive your over the edge. Spraying cum all over his massive form. You're mortified. Eyes screwed shut and babbling apologies, but Kirishima's not mad at all. He's smiling like a maniac and stroking lazily in your heat. Cum spilling from his cock because now he really knows how much of a whore you are. And he can't wait to get the boys over to test his theory.

[hhawks]

drabble masterlist

♥︎ - smut ☾ - fluff/angst

SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN.

♥︎ your fave loves you

ARMIN ARLERT.

♥︎ voyeur!armin ♥︎ armin with a breeding kink

EREN JAEGER.

♥︎ eren marking you ♥︎ eren taking your virginity ♥︎ corruption kink eren ♥︎ exhibitionist gamer!eren

ERWIN SMITH.

♥︎ giving erwin head ♥︎ brat tamer erwin

HANGE ZOE.

♥︎ hange n their strap

LEVI ACKERMAN.

♥︎ virgin levi

MIKASA ACKERMAN.

☾ netball rival mikasa

PORCO GALLIARD.

♥︎ stepbro!reiner and porco

REINER BRAUN.

♥︎ sleepy head from reiner ♥︎ thigh riding ♥︎ baby fever n reiner ☾ waking up next to reiner ♥︎ car sex ♥︎ nipple piercings ♥︎ service dom dilf!reiner ♥︎ mechanic!reiner ♥︎ stepbro!reiner and porco

JUJUTSU KAISEN.

KENTO NANAMI.

♥︎ stepdad nanami ♥︎ professor nanami ♥︎ babysitting for single dad nanami

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO.

♥︎ pegging megumi

NOBARA KUGISAKI.

♥︎ i love kugisaki

SATORU GOJO.

♥︎ fat cock gojo

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA.

EIJIROU KIRISHIMA.

♥︎ big dick kiri

HITOSHI SHINSO.

♥︎ whiny shinsou :(

IZUKU MIDORIYA.

☾ gamerboy izuku ♥︎ personal trainer izuku ♥︎ riding sub!izuku ♥︎ zuku piss kink ☾ quiet nights

KATSUKI BAKUGOU.

☾ phone call

KEIGO TAKAMI/HAWKS.

♥︎ hawks being a meanie ♥︎ cherry chaser hawks ♥︎ sitting on keigo's face ♥︎ hawks in springtime heat ♥︎ stepbro!keigo ☾ comfort hawks ♥︎ baby trapping keigo ♥︎ giving keigo head after work ♥︎ hawks and bunny!reader ♥︎ lovesick keigo

MIRIO TOGATA.

♥︎ sex with mirio :( ♥︎ overstimulating mirio

SHOTA AIZAWA.

♥︎ breeding kink shota

SHOTO TODOROKI.

♥︎ closet perv shoto ♥︎ picnic sex with shoto

TENKO SHIMURA/TOMURA SHIGARAKI.

♥︎ shiggy in bed ♥︎ shigaraki and his chubby gf ♥︎ mean shiggy :( ♥︎ shiggy taking care of you ♥︎ soft shiggy hcs :( ♥︎ shiggy breeding you ♥︎ jealous shiggy ♥︎ shigaraki n somno ♥︎ body worship ♥︎ gamer bf shiggy ♥︎ autumn with shigaraki ♥︎ so in love with you ♥︎ desperate shigaraki ♥︎ pegging shigaraki ♥︎ once more to see u brainrot

TENYA IIDA.

♥︎ "studying" with tenya ♥︎ soft sex after a long day ♥︎ angry sex with tenya ♥︎ lewding tenya ♥︎ tenya mr. big breeder balls

TOSHINORI YAGI/ALL MIGHT.

♥︎ size kink toshi ♥︎ mr. eats pussy for his pleasure

TOUYA TODOROKI/DABI.

♥︎ dabi cries during sex ♥︎ lovesick dabi ♥︎ your first time round two ♥︎ dabi loves eye contact ♥︎ morning ritual with dabi

KIMETSU NO YAIBA.

GIYUU TOMIOKA.

♥︎ the first time giyu touches you

TANJIRO KAMADO.

♥︎ soft dom tanjirou

HAIKYUU.

ASAHI AZUMANE.

♥︎ service dom asahi ♥︎ gym rat asahi

DAICHI SAWAMURA.

♥︎ comfort daichi during finals ♥︎ gym rat daichi ☾ sweet daichi thoughts

KEI TSUKISHIMA.

♥︎ mean dom!tsukki

KIYOOMI SAKUSA.

☾ husband!omi

TOBIO KAGEYAMA.

♥︎ blowjob after practice

SHOYO HINATA.

♥︎ hinata piss kink

DEATH NOTE. 

L LAWLIET.

♥︎ L eating pussy

PSYCHO PASS.

NOBUCHIKA GINOZA.

♥︎ somno with nobu

no chara.

♥︎ where's my good girl?

last updated: 10/11/21

[cyancherub]

CHERUB’S BNHA M.LIST

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note: all characters depicted are at least 20 years old and are written in adult settings (college/working).

oneshots

conversations with the devil (dark) | bakugou

(dirtbag) stepbro!bakugou x fem!reader

19.2k words

summary: left alone with your perverted stepbrother

bitchcraft! (dark) | kaminari

demon!denki x spooky bitch fem!reader

24.5k words

summary: you want to fuck a demon, and he wants to fuck you, too

initiation (dark) | bakusquad boys

frat!bakusquad boys x fem!reader

19.8k words

summary: fratboy gangbang/bukkake

just your luck | midoriya

personal trainer!midoriya x fem!reader

14.8k words

summary: workout sesh with your sweet personal trainer

miniseries

and every season to come | kirishima

lifeguard!kiri x (v horny) fem!reader

30.6k words (2/3 parts) | ongoing

summary: big dick tiny shorts !!

mommy knows best | kaminari

stony college stud!denki x milf!reader

12.2k words (1/2 parts) | ongoing

summary: college boys love rich milfs

series

without you (dark) [ only on ao3 ] | bakugou, kirishima

241k words (49/? chapters) | ongoing

summary: caught between and old love and a new flame

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[hopelesshawks]

Hii ! First of all I love your writing it's so smooth ^^ And I have a request about stepbro!bakugo x fem!reader nsfw & falling in love [if it could happens on reader's 21 birthday] thank you <3

Ahhh thank you!! But also w o w, ok I see you 👀👀👀 and I got you. This got…… so long between just setting up the context and then getting to the actual smut lmao so I hope you enjoy

Obviously this one contains NSFW AND DARK CONTENT and thus is 18+ ONLY. Check the warnings and read at your own discretion. Minors dni

Warnings for overly liberal use of italics, step-cest/pseudo incest, brief mention of male masturbation, groping without consent (not from Bakugo), semi public sex, unprotected sex, degradation, praise, fingering, finger sucking, nipple play, and size kink

It’s been years and Bakugo still doesn’t understand why his stupid fucking mother had to go and marry your stupid fucking father. He couldn’t give less of a shit that his parents got divorced, his dad had always been spineless anyway, but of all the people his mother could choose she had to pick your dad and he had to get stuck with you as his new step sister. He’s hated everything about you since you and your dad first moved into his house.

He hated you when you were both 16 and you had just moved into the room that was supposed to be his training room.

He hated you when you both were 17 and you were getting more confident in yourself, firing back whenever he’d make a jab at you.

He hated you when you both were 18 and you wore that stupid fucking bikini that showed off your figure so well.

He especially hated you when you were both 19 and his mother pulled him aside for a stern talk about boundaries and how “you’re siblings now, act like it” after she caught his eyes wandering to inappropriate places.

Now you’re 20 and he’s 21, his hero career is flourishing, and he’s moved out of your parents’ house and doesn’t have to see you traipsing around like you don’t know what you do to him when you walk around in your skimpy pajamas. The distance is good. It’s easier to forget the way his name sounds on your lips, your parents insisting you call him by his first one because “siblings don’t call each other by their last names (y/n), even if they are different”. It’s easier to avoid Kiri’s knowing looks whenever he comes to hang out, teasing Bakugo every time he notices his friend’s gaze hanging on your figure a little too long. Bakugo hates you. Really, he does.

Except Bakugo doesn’t really hate you at all, and that’s what he actually hates.

His strong desire to be number one has always been his excuse for why he doesn’t date or sleep around despite his attractive features and rising popularity from hero work. The truth is he doesn’t date or sleep around because no one else is you. The last time he’d tried to hook up with a girl, just looking for a way to satisfy the itch and make sure he didn’t do anything he’d regret at the next family function, he had almost moaned your name instead of hers and from that point on he knew it was useless. No one else is good enough for him, but he also isn’t allowed to have you. So instead of sleeping his way through half of Japan’s female population like he could be, he’s spent late night after late night fisting his cock to thoughts of you and how things might be different if his stupid, shitty mom had never married your stupid, shitty dad.

“I don’t care how busy you are with hero work you’re going to your sister’s birthday party and that’s final!”

“She’s not my fucking sister, shitty woman,” Bakugo growls down the phone line, already fed up with the conversation with his mother.

“She is your sister and you’re going. You should be excited! Big 21st birthday bash at a club!” his mom insists but Bakugo can’t think of a worst place to be alone with you.

“Absolutely fucking not.”

His mother sighs heavily down the line before finally making a confession. “Look you little shit, I’m going to be real with you. I don’t trust the friends she’s going with as far as I can throw them so I’m asking you to do your fucking job as a brother and a pro hero and protect her for the night alright? You can crash here afterwards and I won’t even harass you about making more time for the family.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. This is literally the dumbest fucking idea he could possibly think of but he finds himself grumbling “Fine, but ya better fucking make it worth my while shitty woman,” even though he knows he shouldn’t.

He knew coming to your stupid party was a terrible idea and now he’s paying the price.

You’re wearing a red body con dress that hugs your figure just right, the hem stopping at your upper thighs to expose your gorgeous legs. It takes everything in him to keep himself from admiring how your body looks, his eyes constantly trying to focus in on your boobs or ass. “Thanks for coming, I don’t know what crawled up your mom’s ass suddenly,” you sigh, taking a sip of the cocktail in your hand as you lean against the bar beside Bakugo. He rolls his eyes, taking a long pull of his own drink before muttering “Don’t get too excited dumbass, I’m only fucking here ‘cause that shitty woman wouldn’t leave me the fuck alone.” A look briefly flashes across your face, one that looks suspiciously like hurt, but before he can comment on it the look is gone as you knock back the rest of your drink and push off from where you’d been leaning. “Whatever, fuck you too Katsuki-nii,” you huff before stalking off to where your friends are on the dance floor.

He fucking hates that the words send blood rushing below his waist, his dick twitching in interest at the sound of his name on your lips even with that stupid honorific that indicates exactly why he can’t do shit with you. The minute he empties his drink he orders another, watching the way you dance with your friends. He knows some of them eye him up, recognize him from the news and want a piece, but they pale in comparison to you. So his eyes never leave your form, and he sees the way they roll their eyes, assuming he’s too busy playing big brother to think sexual thoughts when they couldn’t be more wrong.

Suddenly some other man is pulling up behind you, fucking grinding against you, and he can tell by the wicked look in their eyes that your friends see an opportunity. So they egg this random stranger on, spewing filth that has the stranger trying to latch onto you even as you shy away. You look so uncomfortable, wanting nothing more than to escape this man’s wandering hands as he tries to grope you. The music of the club is too loud for Bakugo to really hear anything but he’s pretty sure he just saw the stupid painted lips of one of your friends form the word “prude”.

Katsuki sees red.

He’s storming over before his brain has even had the chance to tell his legs to move, palms crackling dangerously as his temper flares. One hand shoves you behind him as the other pushes the man who’d been harassing you away. “What’s your problem asshole?” the guy questions, dusting himself off. But then his eyes meet Katsuki’s fiery crimson ones and he sees the rage there. The smell of burnt caramel cuts through the smell of sweat and alcohol as Bakugo grabs the other man’s shirt and hauls him close, fangs bared. “Y-you’re pro hero Dynamight,” the man whimpers as recognition dawns on him. “Oh you recognize me hah? Then you know what the fuck I do to villains that fuckin’ piss me off,” Bakugo growls. “But I’m not-” “Really? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure gropin’ someone without their consent is a fuckin’ crime you worthless, dumb shit extra.” The man quivers, panic melting away all the ego and bravado that had made him dare to mess with you in the first place. He babbles apologies and Bakugo rolls his eyes at how completely and utterly pathetic it is before he shoves the man to the ground and demands he get lost. The man nods before scrambling off the ground and doing just that, not even daring to look behind him.

“Boooo, you’re no fun,” one of your friends pouts and the rage still simmering beneath Katsuki’s skin reignites in full fury as he whirls around to face all of them. You look like you’re still trying to recover from the violation earlier and the protectiveness that sweeps through him makes his heart trip in his chest. This is bad. This is really bad. Because he’s not an idiot, he knows what the swelling feeling in his chest in response to your teary-eyed, grateful look means; has heard Deku babble on and on about Round Cheeks enough times to know that what he’s feeling for you goes by the same name; but he can’t. You are the worst forbidden fruit and it’s frustrating because the two of you aren’t even technically related so why the fuck should he have to pay this price? And then his thoughts are interrupted by one of your friends saying “Geez, you’re such an overprotective big brother,” and Bakugo snaps.

“I’m not her fucking brother,” he growls, and he didn’t mean for it to come out that harsh, but Bakugo Katsuki has never been good at controlling his tone or his temper.

He barely notices the way your friends’ eyes widen in shock because his eyes are drawn entirely to your reaction. You reel back as if he physically struck you, eyes rapidly filling with tears, and just as the first ones start to fall you turn away and take off deeper into the club. Bakugo curses under his breath, following you in spite of your friends’ words of confusion and insistence he stay. They’re inconsequential as he desperately chases after you, his carmine eyes trained on your fleeing form as you find a back exit to the club and slip out into the night air.

He finally manages to catch up to you in the alley behind the club. “Get back here dumbass!” he demands as he catches your arm and yanks you towards him. “Fuck you, let go of me!” you protest, trying to fight your way out of his unrelenting grip. “What the fuck is your problem?” he asks incredulously. “You! You’re my problem!” “Hah? What’re you babbling about idiot?”

“Why do you hate me?” you finally sob, voice breaking on the syllables.

“I don’t hate you dumbass,” he grumbles and you have the audacity to scoff at him with a roll of your eyes and it makes the anger flare up in his chest again.

Before the rational part of his brain can stop him he’s shoving you harshly up against the brick wall, his arms caging you in and his face close, too close, to yours. He at least has the good sense to keep his hips angled away from yours, his cock taking a sick interest in the way your perfume smells and how your chest heaves and how easy it would be to slot his lips against yours and finally take you the way he’s wanted to for years. “I said I don’t hate you,” he growls lowly, desperately willing his rapidly hardening dick to calm down. “Then why do you hate it so much when I call you brother huh?” you ask defiantly and the smug anger that’s settled on your face because you think you’ve won is too much. Katsuki sighs, and maybe it’s the alcohol in his system that loosens his tongue, because instead of just taking the out and letting you continue to think he hates you, he mumbles “Look down idiot.”

You give him an incredulous and confused look and Katsuki hates that you’re not picking up on what he’s trying to tell you, as if this isn’t humiliating enough. He rolls his eyes before very pointedly looking you in the eye and then dragging his eyes down to the prominent tent in his jeans. Your gaze follows his and finally it clicks, as your anger melts away and you take a sharp inhale, staring at the evidence of Katsuki’s improper feelings for you. He’s not sure what he expected you to do. Shy away from him in disgust, scream at him to stay away, god maybe even leave to call your parents and tell them what a horrible pervert their son is to be lusting after his step sister.

But you don’t do any of those things…

Instead you reach a cautious hand forward and experimentally stroke Bakugo through the rough fabric of his jeans. He hisses at the feeling, dick twitching in interest and desperate to be freed. You move to palm him again but his hand catches your wrist. “Don’t,” he warns, “don’t start something you don’t want to finish.” “What if I do want to?”

Fiery, crimson eyes snap to meet yours, his pupils blowing wide until only a thin ring of red remains. While he’s distracted, you daringly push your hand forward again to stroke over the bulge in his jeans and the last of Katsuki’s will power crumbles in front of you as he surges forward to capture your lips in a desperate kiss. He kisses you like a man starving, finally permitting his entire body to settle against yours as he pushes you more firmly up against the wall. He uses one leg to part your thighs, grinding his erection into your hip and slipping his tongue inside the wet heat of your mouth when you gasp at the action. Your hands quickly find their way to the nape of his neck, brushing through the shorter strands there before one moves up to the longer strands near the top of his head and grasps firm hold, tugging on his ash blonde locks. He moans into the kiss in satisfaction, his own hands finding your hips as he rocks into you a second time.

Wetness floods your sex and you can feel it dampening your panties as you desperately try to pull him in closer and closer. His hands skim down to the hem of your dress, pulling the material up to your hips to reveal your underwear to him. He pulls away from the kiss to look at you properly and all but purrs in satisfaction at what he finds. “Look at what a mess you’ve made,” he all but whispers, using one hand to gently tilt your head down so you can take in the sight of your own panties, an obvious wet spot staining them as proof of your arousal. His grip tightens on your waist as the other hand slips down your body just to rub one, single finger over your slit through the dampened fabric. “What a dirty little slut, gettin’ this wet for your brother when I’ve barely even touched you,” he murmurs, noting the way your breath catches in your throat and your thighs squeeze together at the words. “Oh you like that? You like when I remind you why we shouldn’t be doing this? Bet you fucking get off to thoughts of your Katsuki-nii stuffing you full don’t you?” he growls, fingers still barely grazing over your clothed slit even though you’re desperate for more. He doesn’t expect an answer, so imagine his surprise when you grind your hips into his hand and moan out a desperate “yes”.

He freezes immediately. You’ve been thinking about him? All this time he thought he was alone in his forbidden thoughts, but you’ve been struggling just as much?

“You tellin’ me you’ve stuffed this pretty little cunt with your fingers thinkin’ about me?” he asks breathlessly and your frantic nod has even more heat pooling in his gut. He swears under his breath, palms crackling as he burns away the fabric of your panties. “Tell me about it,” he demands but your mind is hazy with lust and you can’t think straight enough to figure out what he’s asking. “What?” you ask and the way he scoffs at you shouldn’t turn you on even more but it does. “Tell me all about your pervy little fantasies you stupid, little whore. Tell me what you’ve pictured me doing to you,” he elaborates and it’s enough to make you almost dizzy with arousal. “You, uh, you would always start by rubbing my clit,” you admit. His hand shifts and suddenly you’re gasping as his middle finger begins to do just that, pressing little circles into the sensitive bundle of nerves. It’s already enough to have your legs trembling but then he leans forward to whisper into your ear “and then what?” and you think you may just combust on the spot.

“A-and then, you’d slip two fingers inside of me,” you pant and you can feel him smirking against the shell of your ear as his thumb takes over working your clit and he slides his middle and ring finger inside your clenching cunt. It’s sinful how easy it is to slip inside of you and he tells you as much as he starts to pump them in and out. “Like this?” he asks cheekily but all you can do is nod as you keen and whimper at the feeling of his long, thick digits working you open. They’re so much better than your own fingers and you can already feel yourself approaching your climax even though the fun seems to have only just begun. “What next Princess?” he asks. “Nipples. You, uh, you play with my nipples,” you somehow manage to explain even as stars start to dance across your vision. The hand not currently buried inside you slides up to roughly shove down the top of your dress and bra so your tits are exposed. He doesn’t miss a beat as his thumb starts to circle your already hard nipples, pinching the nub between his fingers just as the fingers of his other hand find that one, perfect spot inside you and you cry out desperately. The coil of pleasure inside you winds tighter and tighter and tighter until finally it snaps and you cum around his fingers, falling apart against the brick wall as Katsuki litters kisses along your jaw, murmuring about what a good little slut you are.

As you come down from your high, he slips his fingers from inside you and brings them up to your lips. You eagerly bring them into your mouth, moaning around them as he watches you, completely transfixed. When you’ve finally licked them clean he pulls them from your mouth, his thumb brushing your lower lip to hold it open. “You’re such a good little slut for me aren’t you?” he asks. “Yes, ‘Suki, just for you,” you tell him breathlessly and he knows he can’t wait any longer. He kisses you deeply, knocking all the air from your lungs as his hands fumble with the fly of his jeans, roughly shoving them and his boxer briefs down his thighs to liberate his aching cock. His mouth parts from yours but he doesn’t go far, both of you panting into the thin sliver of space between you. His hands find your waist and then he’s whispering “Jump up for me Princess,” and you’re happy to oblige. His rough hands help you up and then your legs are wrapping around his waist and he’s pressing you harder against the wall so it can help take your weight. The cold, rough surface of the brick bites into your skin but you couldn’t care less as Katsuki lines himself up with your slick entrance.

It’s almost surreal as he slowly starts to push into you. Sure it’s an alley and hardly anyone goes back there, but there’s still the possibility that anyone could walk by and see the pro hero Dynamight splitting open his step sister. The media would have a field day if they found out, but somehow that element of danger and taboo only makes the entire experience that much hotter. He pays careful attention to each noise and whimper you make, using it as a judge for how quickly he can push inside you. Bakugo knows how big he is, knows that his girth is just as impressive as his length. He loves the way you whimper about “too much” and “doesn’t fit” as he assures you that it very much will fit even if he has to force it to.

Each additional inch that you sink down on Katsuki’s length stretches you wider and burns just that little bit more, but no matter how much you whimper you’re addicted to the pleasure pain of it. Even as you insist it won’t fit you don’t even dream of telling him to stop. This is all you’ve wanted for so long and as he finally bottoms out inside you it well and truly sinks in that you’re finally getting to have it, have him, after years of silently pining. “‘M gonna start movin’,” he finally mutters after he’s been buried to the hilt inside you for a little too long to bear. “Yes, please, please start moving,” you moan, pleasure spiking as you feel his grip on your hips tighten as he pulls out and then roughly snaps his hips forward again to surge back inside you. You yelp at the force of it, that familiar burn returning with his rough handling but you crave it and soon, as his thrusts start speeding up, the pain melts away to mind numbing pleasure. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh is music to your ears as you hang onto him tightly, curses tumbling from both your lips as you drive each other into new depths of pleasure. When he shifts the angle just slightly so the head of his cock digs into that one, perfect spot along your inner walls on every thrust you know it’ll be over soon. “Katsuki, Katsuki please, I’m g’nna, I’m g’nna-” “I know Princess, I know. Clamping down so fuckin hard around me. Want you to cum with me ok? Cum with me. Cum with me you dirty little slut, want to hear you moan out my name like a good girl.” His filthy words are enough to push you over the edge, clamping down around him and causing his hips to stutter in their movement as he curses under his breath. You reach your climax first, all but screaming his name into the night as the fluttering of your walls sends him over the edge too. White ropes of his cum paint your insides as he spills inside you, muffling his own cries into the crook of your shoulder.

You both try to catch your breath as you float back down to earth, Katsuki moving his face from your neck to press his forehead against yours instead.

“I love you,” he confesses and your heart pounds so loudly in your chest you swear he must be able to hear it. “Tha’s why I hate it when you call me brother. Because I love you idiot,” he continues, swallowing hard around the words. “I love you too,” you reply without hesitation, knowing the words have yearned to be spoken for years now. “Yea?” “Yea.” “Good. Let’s get you home Princess.”

The next morning Bakugo is the first awake, not that he expected any differently. He makes his way to the kitchen and begins making breakfast for everyone, knowing it probably won’t be long until your parents wake up and not wanting to hear his mom yell at him for only making something for himself. To his surprise, it’s not his mother’s voice but rather yours that he first hears. “Good morning Katsuki,” you greet him cheerily, drawing his attention to where you’re leaning against the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen. You’re in another one of your flimsy little pajama sets but this time he doesn’t have to hide the way he hungrily takes in your form. “‘Morning,” he smirks, silently beckoning you over with a nod of his head. You oblige, sidling up next to him and pressing a coy kiss to his cheek, earning you a pinch on the rear that has you giggling. “Whatcha makin’?” you ask. “The fuck does it look like? ‘M makin’ breakfast for you and the rest of this shitty family,” he scoffs in response. “Aww, making breakfast for the whole family? You going soft on me Katsuki-nii?” you tease him with a grin, leaning into his space until your lips are mere inches apart. “Now listen here you brat-”

Your banter is cut off by the sound of someone bumping into something in the dining room, releasing a string of curses as they do so. You and Bakugo spring apart as if electrocuted, you rapidly moving to the cabinet to grab a cup while Katsuki zeroes back in on cooking, both of you trying to calm your racing hearts. “Morning you two,” Mitsuki yawns, a newspaper tucked under one arm as she still rubs at the spot on her side she must’ve knocked against the wood of the dining room chairs. You both mumble good mornings as you pour yourself a glass of orange juice and pray your step mother doesn’t notice the slight shaking of your hands. “Oh, you two made the news this morning by the way,” Mitsuki states casually, taking the newspaper out from under her arm and pressing it to Katsuki’s chest as the blood runs cold in you two’s veins. He unfolds the paper, preparing himself for a headline his career may never recover from, only to find a photo of him shoving the guy who’d groped you in the club while you cower behind the safety of your step brother. The headline says nothing about him being a perverted step sister fucker. No, it hails him as a hero, the article going on to say that more men need to be taking notes from Bakugo Katsuki on protecting women from nightclub harassers. He’s still processing that you and him haven’t gotten caught when his mother is suddenly ruffling his hair. “Who knew my gremlin son could be such a gentleman!” she grins. Katsuki bats her hand away, scowling as he growls “Don’t touch me shitty woman!” His mother, used to his mouth, basically ignores him, instead grinning even brighter as she turns to you. “You’re lucky to have such a good brother to take care of you,” she laughs. You hide your smirk with the rim of your glass as you reply.

“I really am, aren’t I?”

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[askinkiskarma]

stepbro!netayam x reader???

this did something to me, ngl. hope you enjoy anonnie.

Neteyam and reader are aged up. minors dni! 🔞

Warnings: stepcest, strong language, mentions of smut, cursing, blood, violence

wc: 850 words

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would be so good at hiding his true feelings and intentions, as he has had to do with every other aspect of his being. he would give you fleeting looks, and lingering stares when no one is looking, and hope they couldn't see the hunger and desire in them, that no one could smell it in the way precum stained the loincloths that he now had to change every fucking day.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let moans of your name slip past his gritted teeth as he wraps his fingers around his thick cock, pumping himself harder, faster, thinking of your frilly loincloths and your beaded tops that left very little to the imagination, and how he would die and kill to rip off of you, how he aches to bend you over his father's desk and do to you what he was doing to his hands. with you in mind, and the thought of you, sprawled like that, your cunt fully on display for him, whining and writing as he rutted into you, it takes no time to for him to come, thick spurts of iridescent cum dripping down his fingers.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would let out his anger and frustrations with the situation by bloodying and bruising anyone who dared get too close to his beloved baby step sister, the only time he ever lost his precious composure. he would have no shortage of excuses for why another man ended up needing stitches and ointments in the Tsa'hik's tent.

"'teyam, why did you do that?"

"Because he gave Kiri a weird look."

"Because he called Lo'ak a freak behind his back."

"Because he's just a dick."

what he wanted to say, but couldn't, was that they all looked at you, undressing you with their heathen eyes, fantasising about scenarios that they shouldn't, that would never happen, not while he had a say in it. because you were his, and fuck it, he'd gladly go through each one of them to prove it, if he had to.

⤷ stepbro!neteyam would finally take it too far when he punched a guy that you liked, while he was running his fingers up and down your thighs at one of the clan celebrations.

the air was warm and filled with sonorous laughter and electrifying music, with faint traces of alcohol and arousal. it was mating season, and you could feel it in the air, the love, and passion, the excitement and fervour overtaking the young Na'vi. you were not immune to it, and definitely not right now, as Luanu, one of the most well-respected warriors in the clan, who also happened to be gorgeous and obviously into you, was touching you, his fingers progressively further up your thigh, and you hoped he wouldn't stop, that nobody would come and interrupt, at least not until you did. he wasn't your first choice of someone you wanted to fuck you senseless, but he'd have to do, since you very well couldn't have him.

the him that was now standing in front of you, fangs bared and shaking his fist furiously in the air, Luanu's blood on his knuckles matching the one currently splattered on your face from the force of the blow.

"what the actual fuck, Neteyam? are you out of your mind?"

he didn't answer you as he pulled you forcefully away from the crowd, not until you reached a secluded part of the home tree, not until he pushed you back, your back getting scratched painfully against the rough bark.

"what the fuck do you think you're doing, huh? acting like a slut for everyone to see, for our parents to see?"

"you need to lighten up, teyam. it's a celebration. the beginning of mating season, no less. there's no harm in a having a little fun while we're at it."

his eyes were wild and feral, his lips curled in a snarl as he approached you, until his breath was fanning over your ears, his voice barely above a whisper.

"sis, if you wanted a little fun, you don't go to grunts like Luanu. you come to me."

his tongue licked a stripe from you collarbone to behind your ears, and you shuddered, slick pooling in your tewng, cunt throbbing in need. you've imagined Neteyam fucking you for so long. it was so immoral, so wrong, and you didn't know whether you were more shocked, scared or eager that your wildest dreams were now manifesting themselves in front of your eyes.

his nose scrunched up, inhaling, and he smirked at what he sensed.

"little sis, already dripping for me, huh? i have wanted to feel your tight little cunt around my cock for so long, and you're saying I could have had it all this time? that you wanted it, too?"

you said nothing as your breath laboured and your eyes closed, just letting his words pierce through you, allowing them to wash over you, allowing them to float around you, filling you with need and deep, deep craving.

"you have to use your words, pretty girl. do you want your step bro to fuck you dumb?"

"fuck, yeah."

tewng - loincloth

maybe part 2? maybe not? 👀

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[keiarchived]

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑘?

Please do no repost, translate or copy any of the following work.

Nsfw — ❤︎

Sfw — ☽

Trigger warnings — ☀︎︎

Hawks (Keigo Takami)

Something Shiny ☀︎︎

yandere!Hawks x f!reader

Happy Birthday, Keigo ☽

birthday boy!Hawks x reader

Come To The Back ❤︎☀︎︎

bodyguard!Dabi x rich spoiled brat!reader x bodyguard!Hawks

Last Good Night, First Good Day ❤︎☀︎

yandere!Hawks x shy!f!reader

The Faithful One ❤︎☀︎

yandere!god!Hawks x priestess!reader

Endurance Training ❤︎☀︎

scummy!Hawks, Dabi, Overhaul x f!reader

Drabbles

Yandere!Hawks and soft!reader - Isolating them from others☀︎︎

Yandere!Hawks and blind!reader - Predator and Prey dynamic☀︎︎

Birthday boy!Hawks and reader - Fucked all day and a lot of creampie ❤︎☀︎︎

Birthday boy yandere!Hawks and reader - Went to the cake shop ☀︎︎❤︎

Hawks and f!reader - pussy eating/devouring ❤︎

Mafia!Hawks x sex slave!f!reader - you’re nothing but his little fuck toy ❤︎☀︎

scummy!bodyguard!Hawks x innocent!f!reader - Hawks loves to ruin girls like you ☀︎︎❤︎

Yandere!Hawks x f!reader - quirk marriage with Hawks ☀︎︎❤︎

Yandere!Hawks x reader x Yandere!Dabi - Back again with spit roasting ☀︎︎❤︎

Yandere!Alpha!Hawks x f!reader - Hawks finally found his mate ☀︎︎❤︎

Yandere!Hawks x Kitty!f!reader - Hawks take his kitty for a walk ☀︎︎❤︎

Mafia!Hawks x Kitty!f!reader - This is what you get for being a brat ☀︎︎❤︎

Stepbro!Hawks x virgin!f!reader - Keigo shows you what the after sex glow is about ☀︎︎❤︎

Dilf!Hawks x f!reader - Just let daddy Keigo take care of you ☀︎︎❤︎

Hawks x f!reader - Oviposition with Keigo ☀︎︎❤︎

rut!Hawks x f!reader - He wants you, he got you ☀︎︎❤︎

dilf!Hawks with a mullet and dilf!Dabi with a mullet - An adventure on a road trip ☀︎︎❤︎

dilf villain!Hawks - more dilf Hawks because yes ☀︎︎❤︎

hawks x f!reader - fucking you whilst you sleep ☀︎︎❤︎

Step daddy!Hawks x f!reader - Naughty girl ☀︎︎❤︎

Headcanons

Hawks and headboard ❤︎☀︎︎

Yandere!Hawks and yandere!reader ☀︎︎

A very possessive yandere!Hawks ☀︎︎

Soft!Hawks + f!reader on her period ఌ❤︎

First time dealing with horny Hawks in rut ❤︎☀︎︎

Yandere!Hawks in rut ❤︎☀︎

Hawks w/ baby fever ❤︎☀︎︎

New Years Eve w/ Yandere!Hawks ☀︎︎☻︎

To the beach w/ Yandere!Hawks ❤︎☀︎

Yandere!Hawks w/ barista!big tiddies!reader ❤︎☀︎

Yandere!Hawks w/ bat wings!reader at hero exchange program ☀︎ ☽

Window fucking w/ Hawks ❤︎

Bodyguard! Hawks and his kitty ❤︎

Yandere!Hawks and scummy!Dabi makes you into their cumdump ☀︎ ☽

Villain dilf!Hawks ❤︎☀︎

Sadistic mafia!Hawks ❤︎☀︎

Thirsts

#Keigo Thirst 🐥

Dabi (Touya Todoroki)

Little Old Me ❤︎ ☀︎︎

scumbag!Dabi x f!reader

Come To The Back ❤︎☀︎︎

bodyguard!Dabi x rich spoiled brat reader x bodyguard!Hawks

Broken Yet Holding On ☽

Happy Birthday Touya ♥️ Dabi x childhood friend!reader

Endurance Training ❤︎☀︎

scummy!Dabi, Hawks, Overhaul x f!reader

Drabbles

Scumbag!Dabi x f!reader - His favorite hero cumdump ❤︎☀︎︎

Yandere!Dabi x f!reader - Dabi kidnapped you and made you his pet ❤︎☀︎︎

Yandere!Hawks x reader x Yandere!Dabi - Back again with spit roasting ☀︎︎❤︎

Dabi x f!reader - A meeting with the LOV ❤︎☀︎

Dabi x f!reader - He just like seeing you cry ❤︎☀︎

Dilf!Dabi x villain!f!reader - Never underestimate an old man ❤︎☀︎

Headcanons

Yandere!Dabi ❤︎☀︎︎

Scummy!Dabi and Yandere!Hawks makes you into their little cumdump ❤︎☀︎

Thirsts

#Dabi thirst 🔥

Overhaul (Kai Chisaki)

Endurance Training ❤︎☀︎

scummy!Overhaul, Dabi, Hawks x f!reader

Drabbles

Overhaul x f!reader - Let’s play doctor ❤︎☀︎

Overhaul x f!reader - Cucking the head of Shie Hassaikai ❤︎☀︎

Dentist!Overhaul x f!reader - Looking after your teeth ❤︎☀︎

Sugar daddy!Overhaul x f!reader - Get the job done ❤︎☀︎

Headcanons

Thirsts

#Chisaki thirst 🧤

Random Headcanons + Drabbles

Yandere!Tamaki ❤︎☀︎︎

Shinso x f!Reader ❤︎

Sugar daddy! Kirishima ❤︎

Kirishima x f!reader ❤︎

Kirishima x chubby!reader ❤︎

Shark!Kirishima x f!reader ❤︎☀︎

Gentleman!Kirishima ❤︎☀︎

Enji x Reporter!reader ❤︎☀︎

College!Kiri x f!reader ❤︎

[blue-slxt]

Romancing Pandora 5

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: I feel like I'm doing a lot of continuations lately lol, but I'm not mad at it. Plus, a lot of people were asking for more of my Kinktober 1 prompt so here it is! I hope you enjoy it! All characters are aged up!

Pairing: Stepbro!Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings: Stepcest, Fingering, Mentions of P in V

The sun is high in the sky bathing you in its warm glow. It’s a welcome sensation on your skin as you’re deep in the forest gathering flowers for new accessories that you want to weave. You quietly hum the tune of your songcord to yourself while you look over the petals on a particularly beautiful flower. 

Suddenly, your vision is obscured by a pair of hands and a warm body is pressed closely against your back. 

“There you are, tanhì” a low, husky voice says in your ear making a shiver run through your body. You’d be able to pick that voice out in a crowd of a hundred others. A smile spreads on your face at the realization. 

“Teyam, what are you doing? What if someone sees?” you say lightly shaking yourself free from his hold and turning to look at him. 

He’s clearly unbothered as he steps closer to you again. “You worry too much. Nobody else is even close around here” he says, guiding your arms to rest on his shoulders and wrapping his own around your waist. “We haven’t been caught yet and we won’t be.” His toothy grin makes you scrunch your nose at him playfully. 

“Always the ever-confident one.”

“One of us has to be, don’t you think?”

You’ve always loved his optimism. It was one of his most charming qualities ever since you were both younger. Plus, he was right. The two of you never did get caught. Of course, there was that one time that Kiri almost caught you, but you’ve been much more careful since then. You both knew you had to be oh so careful. Who’s to say what would happen if anybody found out the kind of relationship you had now? 

Neteyam gently presses his lips against yours and you happily kiss him back, pressing up on your tiptoes to reach him. He sighs into the kiss as all the tension in his body melts away at the contact. His hold on you tightens ever so slightly and you smile against his lips. 

His thigh finds its place between yours, making you spread them for him. 

“Teyam…” you gently warn without taking your lips off his. But he just hums a response with a sly grin. You finally break the kiss, but he just attaches his lips to your neck, pressing his body more into yours. 

“What are you up to?” you ask with a grin painting your face. 

“I haven’t gotten to touch you in so long. I’ve missed you.” Neteyam says between kisses and little bites to your neck. One of his hands snakes down your body and under your tewng. 

A small laugh bubbles up your throat, “Teyam, we were just together last night” you remind him. 

You can feel the smile on his face, “Exactly and that is too long”.

His fingers slip and slide through your slick-covered folds. 

“Besides, look how ready you are for me already.”

You bite your lip to hold in the moan you almost let out when he slips one finger inside. His pace is slow, but he reaches so deep right where you needed. 

Your head falls back with a moan and you let yourself submit to his touch. Your legs spread more, your chest presses against his, and your hands get lost in his braids. His finger slides in and out of you so easily, it’s almost embarrassing, but for Neteyam, it only motivates him to push on. He adds another finger eliciting a gasp from you which he promptly cuts off with another kiss. His tongue invades your mouth and you gladly take it in letting your tongue dance with his. 

He curls his fingers up against the spongy part of your walls, making your knees buckle. If it weren’t for his hold on you, your legs might have given out on you. His grip is bruising and his fingers inside of you are relentless and you let yourself get lost in him. That familiar pressure builds in your core, giving you flashbacks to the previous night. 

Neteyam sneaking into your cot and the quiet, strong thrust of his hips into yours that made you want to cry out in pleasure. His fingers in your mouth keeping you quiet so as to not alert anyone around you of your late night rendezvous. More importantly, who they’re with. But something about that fact, the idea of the forbidden nature of your relationship, makes it all even more exciting and enticing. 

A perfectly placed stroke of Neteyam’s fingers into your slick heat snaps your mind back to the present. 

“Mmm!” you muffle against his lips. He smiles in the kiss knowing from the way that you squeeze around his fingers that you’re close. His fingers move faster and you can both hear the loud squelching sound filling the air. 

It hits you hard and fast and it feels like it takes the air from your lungs when your release rushes through you. Neteyam breaks the kiss just so that he can watch your face as you come undone. Your body collapses into his as you ride out your high. 

“Oh, tanhì, you always look so beautiful cumming for me.” he coos to you. 

Your ears can barely register the words he’s saying since his fingers are still curling up into your spasming walls. 

“Haah…”

He bites his lip watching you. He finds himself getting lost in you too and he almost doesn’t want to let you go. So he decides, he won’t. His fingers don’t stop moving and your mind won’t stop spinning. You can barely come down from your high as he continues playing with your dripping pussy.  

“T-Teyam…” you whine pathetically and he can only chuckle at the state of you.

“I’m not done with you yet, tanhì.”

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[bakatenshii]

point us toward some ‘fuck or die’ bnha fics pls

sorry for the late reply hehe I was compiling some of my favs! these r all varying in how heavily it’s ‘fuck or die’, some more loosely implied, some straight up (*ゝω・)ﾉ♡︎

convenience - dabi x nomu x reader, straight noncon filth, abso delicious

frostbite - shigaraki x reader, body horror, dismemberment, one of my personal fav

rosemary. - zombie!dabi x shig x reader, foul noncon degen bs, fuckin mint truly

sludge - shigaraki x reader, sex pollen, it’s by my wife so read it

please - stepbro! katsuki x reader, manipulation, ren writes like a horror god & i love it

love bomb - shouto x reader, sex pollen, want something lighter? this was 11/10

liaison - katsuki x reader, sex pollen, we cuck kiri; we love to see it

[searenbound]

Ok that last post about stepbro Kiri but he’s actually interested in her as an omega? Would he feel guilty and try not to act on it or would he have no problem treating her like his omega?

Look, I know they’re technically not related and this would be interesting narrative wise, but it makes feel kinda weird writing. I mean it’s never really a good starting point when you have to justify it with ‘well technically’ and to me it feels weird when we’re starting with them viewing each other as like a sibling already.

I’m gonna sound like a hypocrite real quick, but I think I wouldn’t have as much trouble with it if they didn’t grow up together and met in their teens instead. I think it’s just the idea of them being raised as siblings that bothers me here.

[pervysenpaix]

thinking abt step bro kiri purposefully filling you up on drinks and purposefully occupying the bathroom so he’s 100% sure your bladders full 😖 he notices you squirming and makes you take off your pants just so he can watch you piss yourself in your clean white panties 😕 he literally made you spread your legs as you were full blown peeing on yourself…laughing at your pitiful tears and panicking to clean the mess you made

Oh god yes. Do you think he’s recording ? Because I do.

Like you look so pathetic right now. Whimpering and tears wobbling as the hot piss dribbles down your leg. And he’s whistling lowly, chuckling as he steps closer and kneels for a better angle. Snapping the wet material back against your cunt but having the nerve to get offended when a few droplets splatter on his face.

“Dirty fucking whore ! What’s your problem ?” He stands up so quickly that you almost lose balance, arms flailing but he grabs your wrists steadying you. “I’m sorry Kiri , didn’t mean too” Your eyes are so big and round , fat tears welling on the sides. He can’t stop himself from kissing them away. A gentle action. One that has you sighing and pressing against him. Big Mistake.

“So Fuckin’ needy” he pulls you off him and pushes you down on the ground. Kneeling in a puddle of your own piss.

“Since you want to be a dirty little bitch, how about you get to work” He unzips his jeans slowly and pulls down his boxers just underneath his balls. Cock so heavy it doesn’t pop up, it just flops against his thigh.

“You know what to do , baby sis”

[shorkbrian]

Can you write about step bro kirishima getting in the shower with you or something along those lines?

(This was supposed to be a Drabble but it’s like??? a one shot bt also a Drabble idek what's going on anymore)

okay a Thot™️ butokei okei oeki hear me out 

Friday night, you’re taking a shower and washing off all the grime from the day. The hot water is so relaxing and so you take a bit longer than you normally do, relishing in the heat loosening your tense muscles and flowing over you like a warm hug.

Step bro Kiri barges in, fresh from football practice that ran a little late - the school had been locked up so they couldn’t use the locker rooms. He’s sweaty and tired and he just wants to take a shower and pass out, hadn’t even realized you were in there.

Your hands fly to cover yourself, you yell at him to get out. He closes the bathroom door, but he’s on the wrong side, still inside the bathroom as he locks the door. Then he’s stripping out of his clothes, giving you that sweet, goofy grin.

“Aw, c’mon, can I just jump in with you? I’ll be real quick, promise.”

You shriek at him, still trying to cover yourself. “No! Leave, dude!”

But he just shakes his head, shucks off his jockstrap and you’re turning bright red, averting your eyes to the ceiling so you don’t have to see his dick (But holy cow, he’s huge)

And then he’s stepping in with you, putting his big hands on your shoulders to gently move you to the side so he can get under the spray of hot water. You splutter - what does he think he’s doing, you’re siblings!

You try to verbalize this, but Kirishima just shrugs. “I did it with my dad’s family.”

That elicits a frown. You were pretty sure he was an only child, and his dad had never talked about any other kids. But he wasn’t going to leave, and if it didn’t bother him, if it was normal and routine for him to shower and not be shy about his nakedness....

Still, you try your best to cover yourself as you reach for the conditioner. You’re a bit shy about your body, feel weak and chubby next to Kiri, who’s ripped as all fuck.

You’re battling with insecurity as you turn away from him, face the wall to start putting conditioner in your hair. Next thing you know, your stepbrother has his hands in your hair, scritching and scrubbing and helping you rub in the conditioner. 

Body tensing, you make to turn, bat his hands away but then you remember you’re naked, so you stay put. You huff at him as he refuses to let up, hands following you no matter how you move.

“Let me help, it’s the least I can do after intruding on your shower time.”

He washes your hair. Offers to help you scrub down too but you quickly decline. Then he’s handing you the shampoo and conditioner, asks if you wouldn’t mind getting his hair. It always such a pain to wash out all the gel.

His back is turned, you figure it’s not that big of a deal so you agree. 

You’re thorough and clinical, robotic as you scrub in the shampoo, wash it out. Squirt conditioner into your hands, massage that in. He’s sitting on the shower stool so you can reach, make it easier on your arms.

And then he moans.

You freeze up, but his hand catches yours before you can pull away from his head.

“Sorry, keep-keep going.”

You do, hesitantly. Your hand catches on a knot and you pull a little too hard, a few strands of hair come away and your stepbrother is moaning again, and you’re done - this is too weird, you’ll finish showering later.

Before you can turn, step out of the shower, Kirishima is facing you - eyes level with your chest.

“Kiri!” You yelp, covering your chest with your hands. His eyes flick downwards, in between your legs, and you quickly try to cover that part of your body too, but he catches your hand, standing up so he towers over you.

“Hey, hey... you’re beautiful, no need to hide. I don’t.” He winks at you as he grabs your other hand, pulling it away from your chest. You don’t have time to yell at him before he’s opening his mouth again.

“Wow, you’re really pretty, you know that? Prettiest girl I know.”

You’re blushing and trying to pull your hands back, but Kiri won’t let you, dark eyes flicking up to meet yours. He looks different like this - hair dark with water, hanging down in his face, eyes hooded and filled with an emotion you don’t dare try to decipher. You know you won’t like putting a name to that look.

“Look, you’re so pretty you made me all hard.”  He chuckles, chuckles.

Horrified, you can’t stop yourself from looking down, getting a full glance of the full dick between his legs, so big and heavy it’s barely pointed upwards. You blanch.

“Kiri let me go.”

“So soon? You haven’t rinsed out your hair yet.”

You’re pulling away from him harder now, but he’s so strong - you don’t even move. 

“It’s okay, I’ll do it later.”

“I wanna do somethin’ with you though, it’ll be fun.”

Your stomach twists and Kiri pulls you to his body with a quick jerk. You collide with his chest, feel his cock touching your stomach. His arms wrap around you, holding you in place. He starts to almost rock you, moving you back and forth with his body in a soothing manner.

“You know how in those cheesy movies the boy and the girl play pretend?”

Struggling is pointless, so you look up at him, confused.

“Y’know, like... pretend girlfriend? I wanna play pretend girlfriend with you.”

And then he’s reaching down with one hand, spreading your cunt, teasing a finger inside. You gasp, the intrusion surprising you, and then he’s pushing in another finger.

He fingers you open, rubbing at your walls, slowly adding more and more fingers and you don’t even know how many he has inside you, three? four? but it’s almost painful. Kirishima’s cooing in your ear the entire time.

“Mm, pretty girl, you’re doing so well.”

“Yeah, you’d be a good girlfriend, so submissive and sweet.”

“Look at you, sucking my fingers in like that. You like this? I do.”

His fingers come out with a squelch, and then he’s sitting down on the shower stool, pulling you into his lap. You don’t even know what to do, what to say. You’re cold and wet and isn’t this wrong? He’s your stepbrother.

His cock is thick, lengthy. It’s the biggest one you’ve ever taken, or even seen for that matter. But he’s relentless as he lowers you onto it, grunting with the effort of holding himself back from ramming into you, rutting like a wild animal.

Kirishima’s cock hits so deep, makes you gasp and pleasure zings up your spine, tummy twisting with how good it feels. When he bottoms out the both of you take big, gulping breaths, pausing. You pause to adjust to the size, Kiri pauses to stop himself from cumming too soon - he wants to enjoy this.

It takes a minute, but then he’s palming at your chest, looking up at your with those big dark eyes, flashing you a grin before sweetly kissing along your jaw, making you moan (moan? shouldn’t you be screaming?).

“Alright pretty baby, think you can help me out now? Feel so good, all wet and hot. You’re the best little girlfriend.”

You aren’t thinking as you get your feet under you, getting purchase on the wet tiles to slowly push yourself up, let his cock come out of you a few inches, before sinking back down. You’re listening to his voice, doing what he tells you to, shame coloring your cheeks.

It feels so good.

Thighs burning, you keep riding him, Kiri dipping down to suck at your tits, squeezing the mounds in his big hands. He’s such a large man, all muscles and hard lines, big enough that it takes him no effort to grab your hips, start moving you along his cock like a little fleshlight.

Immediately your hands fly to his hair, twisting in the wet strands, unintentionally tugging. 

Kiri moans.

His pace speeds up, you can hear the wet slap of your skin, he’s jostling you, treating you like a little rag doll as he spears you on his cock over and over. “Fuck, fuck, you’re-mmhh baby that’s good, do that again. Please do that again.”

You indulge him, grip his hair a little tighter and pull, and Kiri shouts, hips hammering against your ass. His cock is reaching so deep, hitting that special spot inside you without him even trying to. You’re writhing on his lap in pleasure, in disgust at yourself and at him, but you can’t go anywhere with his hands clamped tight around your waist.

“Kiri, Kiri! Gonna-gonna cum!” You warn him.

“Me too, fuck, just a little more baby.”

One of his giant hands slips down, fingers clumsily trying to find your clit. The second he does, you're already so sensitive and close that you cum, muscles clenching, eyes closing as you ride the delicious wave of your orgasm.

Kirishima follows soon after, his head thumping forward against the curve of your shoulder as he pants, wet warmth filling you up.

He helps clean you up after, fingers the cum out of you as he kisses you deep.

After that, Kiri wants to play pretend girlfriend with you every chance he can get, whenever your parents have a date night, late at night when he wakes up from a wet dream and you’re just a few doors away. He takes you out on pretend dates, “practice for when I get a real girlfriend!” he assures you. It doesn’t feel quite right, but he buys you ice cream if you let him feed it to you, and that's usually  the only weird thing that happens on these “pretend dates”. 

They're normal dates, normal when he takes you home and fucks you into the mattress after.

It’s easy to know when he’s in the mood, he says he wants to play your game, pretend girlfriend. He’s still the same old Kiri, the one that helps you with your homework, the one that likes playing Mario kart and loosing just so you’ll grin at him and toss the controller at him cause you know he let you win. 

Kirishima still bickers with you over who gets to sit where at dinner, still ruffles your hair whenever he passes you in the hall. Asks you to help him set up the karaoke machine so the two of you can sing horribly to stupid songs.

But now there’s the addition of him fucking you.

You aren’t sure this “pretend girlfriend” thing is really pretend.

Not like you can do anything about it