#tw pseudo inc*st

[angrelysimpping]

Late night Morgan rambles ><"

Uuuh, amab Morgan (he/him); gn Reader (you/your); daddy; pseudocest; mindbreak; non/dubcon v sleepy and not edited so sorry for anything terrible =3=

Sooooo, Morgan? Spending days, weeks, months, in the sewers with him? The only person there Morgan? Morgan who holds you down and violates you? Who whispers how he loves you and wipes away your tears? Who says daddy would never hurt you if it wasnt for your own good? And you can't keep it up anymore? Just break? Accept Morgan? As...your dad? Your lover? Your only source of warmth and connection? End up wailing in Morgan's arms? Morgan carrying you around? Rubbing your back and sushing you? Gently fucks you, lifting you slowly off and on his cock as your sniffles subside and morph into hiccuped moans? Daddy knows best and the best thing right know if for him to fill his little one up nice and right and proper? Carries you to bed and tucks you against his side, cock still pressed deep inside you and keeping you right where you belong?

[deaddollyscrypt]

Drooling over Big Brother Touya burying his face into his little sisters pussy in her sleep 🤍

[lesbianpervinca]

Just saw Wolverine/Rogue and I actually feel sick as a movie watcher only. Like… that’s his daughter. I feel sick.

[writr4luvrs]

He's a sick man, honestly.

Perv!Step!Nanami Kento

tw: (pseudo) inc*st, toxic relationship, taboo relationship, grooming, power dynamic, not proofread

What kind if man becomes a little too fond of his niece? Catching himself when his eyes are draging up your soft legs, having to pull himself back to reality when he peaks that your skirt is too short. He has to chant prayers in her head when he feels swelling to his head that you don't notice when you jump to hug him. Your cherry sweet scent making him hum when you pull on him to peck his cheek.

He couldn't possibly damage his reputation or hurt you for his own sick thoughts, but how could he justify listening you hum in the shower as picked up and examined your panties, bringing the pretty fresh thing to his nose. Or closing the door behind him to convince you to sit in his lap and steady yourself as he's bouncing his leg, showing you pictures of his vacation of his phone. Making his brain melt at the damp spot you left on his pants thigh.

He was so tender and caring when convincing you to stay at his place, paying attention to your every need. "Is this okay?" "This feel okay?" When his massages on you waist or squishes your inner thighs. Don't you feel lucky that a man like Nanami finds a little thing like you attractive? He's serious and charming, who would think he'd do such a thing? Besides, he loves you. "So, so pretty.." he hums into your neck.

[tanzaniiite]

Hello, I’m not sure what you mean by dark content? If you’re comfortable with it please can you expand on that, because I don’t want to continue interacting if I make you uncomfortable

by dark content i mean like r*pe play, incest, pseudo incest, and the sexualization of traumatic topics in general.

[dear-yandere]

i dont think writing yandere reader inserts is the same kind of thing as shipping incest and pedophilia? (regarding ur last post). especially because pro shippers and the like always try to excuse the kind of stuff they ship (kaeluc for example, where people will say its okay because kaeya is adopted, as if siblings being adopted makes them like.. less siblings), whereas you (and the other yandere writers ive seen) always acknowledge that the stuff they write is fucked up, which is the core difference imo. i think you're underselling your own morals here, n the last post u reblogged kind of makes u seem like you support pro shippers n stuff, which is in my opinion not at all morally the same thing as the kinda stuff u write

tw. discourse, brief discussion on inc*st in response to this reblog.

I haven’t the slightest clue where you got the idea that you know me so well, anon, but not only do I actually ship Kaeluc, I’ve, on multiple occasions, posted and reblogged inc*st or pseudo-inc*st fics on this blog. All of this is properly tagged (as is any triggering topic on this blog, you’ll notice) — which is precisely the point of that last reblog, a point you clearly seemed to have missed despite how extensive that post was. You’re clearly new here, which further confuses me as to why you think you know me so well. Who are you to say that I’m “underselling my own morals”? I don’t even know who you are, lmao. 

So yes, I do support proshippers, just like I support anyone who can separate fantasy from reality and still indulge in that fantasy without harming anyone (i.e. by properly tagging so that those who don’t want to see it won’t see it). Clearly there’s no changing your mind, nor do I have the time and energy to do so, but I will address Kaeluc since it’s a common misconception in the Genshin fandom. Kaeya and Diluc are not blood-related, nor did Crepus ever adopt Kaeya. It’s been confirmed by several fans that the relationship between Kaeya and Diluc relationship was mistranslated in the EN version into being “brothers” when they’re in fact “sworn brothers”. Please research what sworn brotherhood is before spouting nonsense. ♡ 

And, feel free to block this blog and anyone else you consider a “proshipper”. There’s no use arguing with antis who’re unable to separate fiction from reality. Since this is clearly the case with you, I suggest not reading yandere fics. Saying that those topics are not “morally the same thing as the kinda stuff [I] write” (aka noncon, explicit physical abuse and gaslighting, etc) is proof enough of that.

[quinnofthedawn]

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[arnaultdorothea]

TW?: Corrin/Royals (so like... pseudo-inc*st?)

I posted this on Twitter (yikes at how many tweets it took), but I feel like putting it here too.

I'm slowly working on the fave characters for each letter of the alphabet and it got me thinking about how it's more or less generally accepted when a person ships Corrin/Royalty despite how throughout the entire support chain they're viewed as the Royal's sibling. The Royals are all great characters, don't get me wrong, I like them. Xander, Camilla, Leo, Elise, Hinoka, Sakura, Takumi. I know there's a lobster, but I didn't care about him so moving on. I love Camilla, she's def one of my faves from Fates. But I feel it's kind of iffy to say that because most automatically assume if you say you love (Royal here) you married them and usually it's true.

In a game where you play as the MC and can marry whoever, obviously you're going to want to marry your favorite. That's pretty typical, but it's really fucking weird to marry the royals because that sibling dynamic never goes away and it's brushed off in the S-support as "No, it's okay, we aren't blood related!" I looked up the S-supports and they all feel forced because that familial relationship never goes away.

In my main file I did marry Camilla because I loved her and wanted and hoped that maybe I could find some way around the issue (because I too wanted to marry my fave), but I could never do it again unless my MU wasn't Corrin. I married someone else in other runs and it feels a lot better tbh. Which is really a shame that the Royals are given to you as your adoptive or step-siblings (and that I sunk too many hours into my main file skill farming and making BUs to delete it).

I guess all in all this is to say that while I love her, and while I blame no one for liking the Royals as their faves if they do, it's really weird to actually marry them. I'd much rather make an OC who isn't Corrin to ship with a Royal than Corrin/Royal. I've reblogged Corrin/Royal art, I never got on people's cases for shipping them. But it's always really weird.

I think that's partially why I don't like Corrin minus how bland they are. I want to marry my fave (don't we all), but I don't like that I can't bc of the sib ties bc of who I have to play as so I'm forced down the OC/Canon path.

[angrelysimpping]

Okay so….this one is fucked. Like, you got all the other mush, this one is fucked. Enjoy! ;3c

M!OC x friend’s M!OC uwu

Warnings: stuckage; noncon; noncon turned dubcon; pseudoincest with implied past incest; use of the word “rape” used once

Aksel and Joaquim belong to 💜@inkyquince💜

Words: ~2.3k

(Good End Variant: Here)

For the first time in months, Danny’s tempted to tap into the entity’s power. Even when he’d been trapped under Aksel’s thumb, when Aksel had tried to break him, had fucked Danny dumb in an attempt to make him desperate enough to use the entity’s abilities, he’d held strong. Danny knew there was a chance of slipping, of losing control, of the entity forcing him down, down, down, until he could only witness the destruction the entity wrought while using his body as a vessel. Trapped, only able to watch how it would reward Aksel for freeing it, how it would hurt Joaquim for sticking with Danny. No, he never tried to wield the thing’s powers unless it was an absolute emergency.

But this was Danny’s breaking point. 

It was fucking humiliating. A little painful, too, but, really, it was more humiliating than anything. How does shit like this even happen? How did he get stuck under the bed? 

Well, apparently getting railed every night wasn’t the best for the bed’s support or whatever, but still! There was no way something like this could happen! Crawling under the bed to hunt down a missing ear stud, knocking his head on a support, and that being the last straw for the bed’s structural integrity? Collapse on Danny, keeping him trapped? Really? What were the odds?! Like something out of a bad porno.

Danny huffs a small laugh, mumbling “What are you doing step bro?”

God, those were such stupid videos. Still, Danny had jerked it to more than one of them. Apparently, one too many, his cock twitching in interest as a few scenes flit through his mind. The classic ‘stuck in a washing machine’ girl. Two brothers fooling around after one was only able to free the other from between half-closed elevator doors by fucking him out. 

A man caught in a wall, his boyfriend teasing him, licking over his rim, jerking him off. Sinking his fat cock into his trapped partner’s cute, twitching hole.

“Fuck.”

Stuck and also uncomfortably hard, now. Double humiliating. Maybe he really should try tapping into the entity. Surely he’d be able to control it, right? It wasn’t like when Aksel was trying to break him down. His emotions weren’t running…that high. So, it should be fine, right?

No, no, no. He should wait for Joaquim. He’d only gone out for a quick trip to the shop around the corner. He’d be back soon.

And as if right on cue, the door opened.

Face burning, Danny’s right about to call out before it hits him: he doesn’t recognize those footsteps. That’s not the sound of his lover slowly making their way across the small room.

“Oh, little vessel, what a sticky situation you seem to have gotten yourself into! Aren’t you lucky I found you again?”

Danny grows cold at the sound of Aksel’s voice, heart dropping through the floor as his efforts to free himself redouble. 

It doesn’t work. Of course not. But that doesn’t stop him from twisting and thrashing, refusing to give up. He’s so bent upon his efforts that he barely hears Aksel’s harsh laugh, doesn’t even hear him kneeling down behind him. It’s not until cool hands grip his hips and Danny freezes that he realizes how close Aksel is.

“Don’t touch me,” he growls, lashing out with his feet, attempting to kick the older man away. “Don’t fucking touch me you goddamn monster.”

It’s with delight that he feels his foot make contact, a soft oof from the cultist letting Danny know he’d at least hurt the fucker. His victory is short-lived, a hand snaking under him and grabbing his dick, hard.

White lights skitter across his vision, a wave of nausea sweeping over him. Worse still, he can feel the entity deep in the recesses of his soul, stirring, pricking its ears up as the call of Danny’s distress sings out to it. 

“Do that again whore, and I’ll give that pretty cock of yours a new piercing, got it?” Aksel punctuates his sentence with another harsh squeeze. Danny isn’t aware of the broken sound he makes, too busy struggling to breathe, blood pounding in his ears as he tries to keep himself together. 

When Danny remains still, doesn’t try to kick out or squirm away, Aksel’s grip softens. “There we go, princess. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Danny bites down on his bottom lip with the too-sharp teeth the entity gave him, easily piercing through the thin skin and filling his mouth with metallic, tangy blood. Still, it was that rather than provoke Aksel further. 

Those cool hands are back on his hips, thumbs digging into the small of his back as Aksel sighs, almost dreamily, behind him. “Been waiting to find you two again. Imagining it, finally getting you to break. Getting rewarded by that entity you keep pressed down.” In one quick, rough action, Aksel yanks down Danny’s jeans. There’s a beat of silence before Aksel’s cruel laughter fills the room again. “Lacy panties? Were these for my little brother? Shame he won’t ever get to see them, eh?”

“Shut up.”

Aksel’s laughter dies just as suddenly as it started, plunging the room into an icy silence.

“What did you say, whore?”

Danny doesn’t think, snapping back, “I said shut the fuck up you fucking-!”

The sound of ripping lace cuts him off, ruined tatters of the panties hanging limply from his hips as something hot and blunt pressing at his hole. The cavity of Danny’s chest fills with ice, the entity slithering out of the depths of his soul as his panic grows. All his willpower goes to shut the thing down, keeping it locked away, his body frozen in place and unable to move. Makes it all the easier for Aksel, pressing against the tight ring of muscle before it gives, head popping past the rim and allowing him to slowly sink into Danny’s ass.

Danny’s brain blanks as he’s forced open, trying to keep the entity under control as it thrums under his skin. He wouldn’t do it. Wouldn’t give in, wouldn’t let the entity take over, wouldn’t let Aksel get what he wants.

But,  that meant he couldn’t even swear as Aksel starts to fuck into him, hips slamming against his at a brutal pace. He can hear Aksel rambling, cruel words and vile filth spewing past his lips. It goes right over Danny’s head, words sliding off him like water rolling off his back. He can’t think, can’t move. He can only use everything in him to keep himself from letting the entity take over.

That is, until Aksel grabs his cock again.

“You’re still hard, whore. Knew my baby brother would find me a pretty, masochistic bitch.”

Joaquim. Danny’s concentration shatters. Joaquim was supposed to be back by now, but here Danny was, trapped under a collapsed bed and getting split open by Aksel. Was he okay? Had Aksel gotten to Joaquim first? Was he hurt? If Aksel was involved, then nothing good could come from it. 

The horns sprout before Danny can stop them, poking out of his hair and catching against the underside of the bed. The tail comes next, unfurling from the base of his spine, skin itching and burning as he tries to suppress it even as it springs forth. 

“That’s it,” Aksel growls, starting to pump Danny’s aching cock in time with his savage thrusts, “give in. Give me what I want.”

Danny sobs, the mark up the side of his body carved into him by the entity burning as he fights for control. He could use it, he knows he could. He could use his new tail to lash out, wrap it around Aksel’s throat and pull him off. But could he stop after that? Could he keep himself from killing Aksel? Danny had killed before but it was different then, on his terms. This? This wasn’t the same at all. This was a desperate struggle, one that he knew, deep in his bones, would leave him open for the entity to take over fully. 

“Aw, don’t wanna?” Aksel coos, stilling with his hips pressed flush to Danny’s ass. Idly, almost as if he were bored, he starts to grind against Danny, pressing deep inside him, making him squirm, tail thrashing uncontrollably. “Don’t wanna go under so I can play with the entity? Wanna play with your big brother longer?” 

Danny nearly stops breathing, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, cock twitching pathetically in Aksel’s hand, dribbling thick precum over his knuckles. 

“You always love cumming on big brother’s cock, don’t ya? Dirty whore of a baby brother. And so greedy, never wanting to share with our other brother. Aren’t brothers supposed to share everything?”

Delusional. Danny thinks, vision going hazy as Aksel’s cock keeps grinding away at his insides. Aksel is delusional. Still, that doesn’t stop the heat pooling in his gut as Aksel keeps babbling, the entity’s control becoming a fraction of an amount weaker as the disgust, rage, and desperation inside him mixes with something else. Something Danny would never name. 

“And then you go and keep our brother all to yourself too. Bouncing on his cock every night. But we can share, you know. You know how to share, right? Papa would be so happy to see all his boys again, and you could keep my cock warm every night and Joa could suck it clean every morning. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

The tail wilts, fizzling away. It’s almost as bad as if he’d cum, as if he’d pressed back into Aksel and fucked himself on the monster. Because he’s close. Danny’s getting close, hurtling towards an end he’d rather bite off his tongue than admit to.

Aksel, lost in his own fantasy, doesn’t seem to mind that his actions are starting to push the entity away, rather than bringing it to the surface. No, he just keeps going, fisting Danny’s cock, thumbing the dusky pink head and making more of a mess out of the trapped man. “You’d look so pretty in my bed together, my two pretty baby brothers humping each other's brains out and begging me to come fuck them proper. To ruin their tight holes or ride their pretty cocks until their balls are nice and empty. Cute lil mouths ready for me to cum down the back of.”

“D-don’t-”

“Don’t what, princess? Don’t wanna share your big brother? Still just a greedy lil whore after all?”

“Y-yeah,” Danny nearly chokes on the word, tears dripping softly to the floor. “Don’t…don’t bring Joa, in-into it. Don’t wanna…share.” Shame burns his face as he speaks, brain sluggish trying to find the right words to steer Aksel away from talking about Joaquim. His Joaquim. His Kimi. His always. His to hold and love and worship and adore. Not someone for Aksel to use. Even as the heat in him grew, a familiar tingling in his balls sparking to life, he couldn’t stand Aksel’s fantasies of hurting Joaquim. 

“Want your big brother’s cock all to yourself?” Aksel’s lazy pace starts to pick up again, the grip on Danny’s pierced cock following suit. “Want your big brother to rape you day and night? Wreck you for anyone else? Shape your insides so only your big brother’s cock can fill you right?”

Danny tries to speak, tries to do anything that would make the shame that lights up his whole body dim, but he can’t. Everything is too much, too good. The hand on his cock, the thick dick carving him out. It would be heaven, if only it wasn’t Aksel doing this to him. If it wasn’t Aksel the one making his body respond like this, the horns from the entity subsiding and electricity tingling up his spine as he’s pushed ever closer to the edge.

“Gonna cum on your big brother’s cock, aren’t you? Gonna let me fill up your slutty ass and then keep begging for more? Such a brat, keeping your beloved big brother all to yourself but that’s okay, princess. You’ll learn to share eventually. But until then you’ll get big brother all to yourself, okay?”

Aksel punctuates his ramblings with a particularly harsh jerk to Danny’s cock, and it spells his end. Danny cum’s with a cry, spilling over Aksel’s hand and painting the ground under him. He nearly blacks out, knees giving way under him as Aksel’s thrusts become even rougher. If it wasn't for Aksel’s grip on his hips, he’d be fucked into the floor, Aksel chasing his own pleasure with no regard for the limp body under him.

The ringing in his ears keeps Danny from hearing most of Aksel’s continued ravings, weakly willing for the man to just cum already and let him rest. When Aksel’s stills, cock still buried deep as he cums, Danny almost sighs in relief.

Of course, that feeling is short-lived. Danny’s brain is still fuzzy, body loose and weak, as Aksel pulls him out from where he was pinned under the bad. He’s dizzy, exhausted, on the verge of passing out, but he’s still conscious as the shorter man crouches down next to where he lays. Danny could count each freckle across his face with how close he is, bright red eyes boring into Danny’s. Idly, he wonders if his own eyes are still brown, or if the tussle with the entity had left them purple for the rest of the day. It doesn’t matter, not when he’s too tired to even flinch as Aksel reaches out, stroking a strand of sweaty dark hair from his cheek. 

“Don’t worry,” Aksel murmurs, tucking the stray lock back, behind Danny’s ear. Then, almost tenderly, he traces the shell of his ear, over the piercings, and down along his jaw. “I’ll take you home now. Joaquim will be so happy to see you.” 

That’s the last thing Danny hears before succumbing to unconsciousness.

[angrelysimpping]

November Prompts Day 3: Tea Time

Morgan (he/him); Reader (you/your); pseudoinc*st ; dubcon; Reader slowly starting to mind break, in theory; is it pseudoinc*st or daddy kink or both, that is the question

Words: 229

“Tea time, dear!”

You smile weakly as Morgan returns, holding out a cup of tea. Careful not to touch his hands, you accept the cup. The liquid looks strange, something white and clumpy floating in the “tea.” But, your loving father wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, right? 

Right?

Your father. Your loving, doting father who taught you all you knew. All you needed to know.

Sometimes, he scares you, you still flinch when his skin brushes against yours. That doesn’t matter though. He loves you. He loves you so much, he tells you he does all the time. 

Daddy’s special little one, he’d whisper in your ear, hand tucked between your legs.

It’s easier to believe that than fight. Easier to bring the cup to your lips than to listen to the small part of your brain that whispers that something is wrong. Easier to swallow the tea, lukewarm liquid sliding thickly down your throat, and smile at your well-meaning father as he giggles.

“Time for your special lessons.” 

Easier, but not better, as your breathing kicks up. 

Morgan stares at you, wild smile fixed on his face as a cold sweat breaks out all over your body. A fine, uncontrollable tremor overtakes your body as you stand, following Morgan back to the mat you slept on with your father at night.

You close your eyes, stomach turning as Morgan’s weight settles on top of you. “Don’t worry darling,” he murmurs, hot breath fanning across your neck and making your skin crawl, “Daddy’s gonna take such good care of you, make you feel so good. And you’ll make Daddy feel good too! Aren’t you happy? That you’ll make your Daddy feel good?”

Bile rises in your throat even as you nod. 

[angrelysimpping]

Alex liking stepsibling porn gave me some ugh... Strange feelings. Like imagine PC who was adopted in their big family for some reason. And how they are are Alex favourite and they follow him to the farm and well... Years of unresolved tension and taboo feelings finally take over their common sense.

hhhhhhhhhh

you're each other's favorites. you always choose Alex and they always choose you. no one thinks twice about it. you're siblings. you're their sibling in everything but blood, what else is there?

you don't show any outward signs of thinking of Alex as any different than the others. that doesn't stop Alex's thoughts from wandering, though. thoughts about how you look, helping out around the house, sweat on your brow and sun warming your skin. how you sound as they wrestle with you, laughing and squealing, squirming under them, trying to flip them on their back.

of the tiny sounds they hear late at night, ear pressed to the wall, their hand down their pants.

but it doesn't matter. siblings. siblings in everything but blood. fuck, Alex practically helped raise you, standing in for their parents when things got hectic. their parents would kill them if they knew the things they thought about. but they don't. Alex makes sure they never do.

when you agree to go out and revive that old farm with Alex, they hope things will change. no longer under the watchful gaze of their parents, Alex gets bolder. rougher when wrestling, in their touches. cruder in their jokes. they don't hide their wondering eyes. they insist that you sleep in the same bed the first few nights at the new cottage, just in case you get nightmares and wake up confused in the dark.

and you don't mind. you let them. you wrestle back, touch them back. you laugh and mimic the way their eyes trail down your body, checking them out. you curl into bed with them. why wouldn't you? all you know is Alex and the rest of your family. but, you know Alex best. know each of the freckles on their skin and the way their hair sticks up funny when they wake up. know what it means when that steal edge slips into their tone, that youll get pulled over their knee. know the lil huff they make right before they cum in their hand, their ear pressed to your wall late at night.

when you wake to Alex pressing against you, hand gripping your hip and mouthing at your neck, you don't push them away. your first kiss given away to your adoptive sibling in a new place, in a shared bed, and it feels right. neither of you can help it, following these feelings until Alex is panting on top of you.

[angrelysimpping]

PC to Alex: you are like an older brother I never had<3

Next week: rides his cock and moans "Big Brother" while he comes inside of her

EXACTLY

exactly the type of vibes i like to mix with Alex!!!!!

hop on his dick and moan "big brother" in his ear and end up pressed on your back and Alex rutting into you like a man possessed

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Pseudo incest with big bro Alex is just sooo ❤

yeaaaaaaah

he's just taking care of you! you wouldn't know 'cause you're an orphan but this is how siblings are meant to treat eachother! They're meant to practice kissing! Lil siblings are meant to take care of their big bro's morning wood! You're meant to cockwarm him as a way of sibling bonding!

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Yan yan Alex! ♥️ He really loves you and casually touch you thinking how you are totally in love with him...Until that PC says how they feel safe because Alex it's like a brother for them. The revelation left Alex devastated... For a very brief Time , big bro huh? That changes everything! Now when you are in the shower Alex enters insisting how this it's something that siblings do when he wash your back(and gropes you),sneaking in your room for a improptu"sleepover"and one day giving you Tea 1/2

🥰🥰🥰 yandere alex 🥰🥰🥰

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Bro I need that chaotic foursome with Bailey, Whitney and Wren. And there all greedy bastards in their own right so you know it’s gonna be good.

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

so, Whitney takes your mouth, of course. Wren acts like he's being generous when letting Bailey pick if he wants your ass or pussy. acts like he is. in reality, Wren is a gambling man. he'd be willing to bet his own ass that Bailey will go for anal, and he's right. so, Wren gets your sweet little pussy all to himself.

Wren's the most gentle out of three, his actions more teasing than purposefully painful. unlike Whitney and Bailey. even with your body relaxed from drugs, Bailey's cock burns as he sinks into your ass. and Bailey has never been one for slow sex. he sets a harsh pace. one that has you rocking on Wren's cock, meaning Wren doesn't have to do any work at all. allows Wren to just relax, play with your breasts and suck hickeys into your already heavily marked neck while Bailey does most of the work. and despite how many times you've sucked Whitney off, he has you gaging around his cock as he twists his fists into your hair and keeps you from moving away as you're shoved forward onto his dick by Bailey's thrusts. Whitney is cruel enough to move in time with Bailey, making sure his cock goes as far down your throat as it can.

all you can do is lay there and take it. enjoy yourself. be a good little sister and take care of your big brothers and their guest.

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tw for sibling kink (?) , mentions of molesting (not actually it just roleplay)

as much as i like the big sibling kink for horny porpose, it has really good opportunities to be soft

calling someone your big sibling because you really love them and appreciate them, because you feel oh so safe around them and want them to protect you, because the bond you have with them is so strong that you feel like theyre your sibling. of course its even more perfect if you also go to your big sibling to teach you how to properly touch yourself because you only like it when they do it, to help you cum because your so turned out its starting to hurt. i feel like the ones that can fit it the most is robin and kylar, but it would be cute to also have that with sydney and alex. i dont think it fits whitney that much, but outside of the horniness that comes with that i think they would feel even more possesive if you call them that, like a big sibling that like to pick up on you but doesnt think twice about fighting anyone that dares to try the same. maybe would even be up to roleplaying about molesting you and it being your little secret with them, that would be really hot imo 🤔

YEAH

Alex, who tosses bales of hay on you then teases you for being so weak. Don't worry, your older bro/sis is here to help you out. What would you do without them? Wouldn't get to sleep well at night, that's for sure. Not without your big sib helping you relax properly after a hard day's work, slipping their hand between your legs as you share a bed.

Kylar would be all over that. Definitely rambling about how your older siblings will protect you. Don't hesitate in asking Kylar to show you anything sexual. They want to make sure you're well taken care of, that all your needs are satisfied.

Robin would adore knowing you look up to them. That you want them to take care of you. They're shyer about the sexual aspects but if you asked your older bro/sis to pretty please help you out, they really can't say no.

Sweet, pure Sydney. They're conflicted when you start referring to them as your older sibling. You really get them, in a way no one else has. They want to protect you, keep you safe. But their feels for you are starting to drift from platonic. They can't show you how to make the pressure between your legs stop. They don't know themself. But they'll try.

Whitney. Whitney who's already into cnc. Who would definitely love to whisper in your ear how "this is our little secret, right?" when they have their hands down your pants in the middle of the hall. Don't get too loud, or people will see you being a slut for your big bro/sis. Wouldn't want that, would you? Be a good little sibling and let your big sib work out all their aggression with your pretty little holes, yeah? But then they're a terror when anyone else tries to harass you because fuck that, only your big bro/sis gets to push you around.

Also, may I bring Wren into this? Wren, who plies you with shots until your loose-limbed and giggling. Who tests the waters by saying you're such a silly little bro/sis/sib and light up when they see you flush. Who tells you that big bro/sis is going to take care of you as they pull you into their lap. Who laughs when you press sloppy kisses to their neck and tell you what a cute little sib you are. Pulls you aside and tells you that your big sib is going to show you how to make someone feel good, how to make yourself feel good. Who walks you out to the edge of Remy's estate and tells you to visit your big sib soon, they'll miss you!