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shorkbrian · 3 years

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I guess the sane sibling (as in the one who isn't interested in their stepsibling not-platonically) is a rule to have a incest or pseudo-incest kink but it's just saddens my perverted sick fuck self 😭 I just wanted to yandere!step-bro Tamaki to be his creepy shy so I could (probably kill him in the process) worship his cock knowing the boy would jest get SO overwhelmed 🥴 I'm sorry but I want him to stuff his lil sis with his cum while he sobs 😭 when he sees it oozing out he would RIP

When I write a character to be yandere, it’s usually my intent to not glorify their behavior. If I were in the situation as reader, it would feel like a horror movie, bc yandere actions are so not cash money.

But I’m able to write like, non-yandere smut y’all. I’m still a dark content blog, and I’ll write kinks that are a bit.... well, dark, obvs lol you just gotta ask!

and since you did -

(What to expect - incest, NSFW, unsafe sex, blowjobs, consensual sex, toys)

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“Tamaki?”

Your brother came around the corner, backpack still slung on his shoulder. Socked feet padded towards you on the couch, the ravenette shrugging his backpack off and gently setting it on the floor by the couch, before joining you as you sat on the plush cushions.

“Hey, you okay?” You asked, setting your textbooks on the coffee table in front of you before leaning against your older brother, rubbing his arm a little bit.

Both of you were in college, taking classes, working on the weekends to pay for the tiny little apartment you shared.

Tamaki looked tired, eyes downcast, soft frown on his lips, shoulders slumped. he was a shy man, but he didn’t usually look so..... defeated when he normally returned home after class.

“Mm.” The man hummed, sinking against you, melting into your touch.

“You look tired ‘Maki.”

He hummed again, closing his eyes as he brought his feet up, curling them underneath him as he pressed against you. The soft sweater he was wearing brushed against your bare arms, a little bit of your exposed thigh.

You weren’t shy about what you wore around the house, but for your brother’s sanity, you tried to keep somewhat covered, foregoing sports bras and wearing tank tops instead, ditching booty shorts for slightly longer (but not by much) shorts that covered you more fully.

Wearing less clothing meant Tamaki was clumsier, fumbling with the remote, bumping against things while he walked, bright red flush coloring his cheeks and melting to his collarbones, all because his eyes were glued to you.

Plus, it meant the man struggled with constant erections. He tried to hide it, embarrassed at his body no matter how many times you’d told him you adored it.

Your brother was shy, too shy to come to you and initiate, to find relief where you so gladly offered it.

That just means you had to get real good at noticing when he needed to relax a little.

You pushed Tamaki upright, ignoring his cute whine as you slid off the couch to kneel in front of him, dancing your fingers along his jean-clad thighs.

“Tell me how your day went.”

Your hands gently pushed his thighs open, watching your brother’s lips part with a gasp as you handled him. His head fell back against the couch, dark hair falling away from his eyes.

He was so pretty.

“Uhm, it was nice.”

“Mmhm.” You unzipped his jeans, slowly peeling the fabric down, your brother lifting his hips to help you out, his hands clutching at his soft sweater.

Boxers came next, Tamaki gazing down at you with red cheeks as you slipped them off his legs.

“Well, I-I woke up on time this morning, and I made it to class before the professor.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Praise easily tumbled from your lips as you wrapped a loose hand around Tamaki’s pretty pink cock, squeezing the shaft gently.

“Bio and psych went well, I got my test scores for my language class, and-and I got a B+.” His breath hitched as you took your hands off his cock, bringing a palm up to your mouth so you could wet it with your tongue, get it nice and slick for when you touched him again.

“I-I ate lunch with Mirio... and then I had math...” HIs voice was getting quieter, mumbling.

Math was never his strong suit, and you know it was one of his most-hated classes. Luckily, it was just once a week, on Tuesdays.

“How’d that go?” Your hands were on his cock again, wet with your spit, twisting around his length slowly as you moved them up and down.

“Uh, it-it went alright. I-I just ha-hate math.” Tamaki whimpered, his hips bucking up a little as you squeezed his tip, watching precum bead before bubbling over.

“Mm, well, maybe you can tell me some of the concepts? I might be able to help you out with homework.”

Tamaki couldn’t even nod, nor thank you for your offer before you were slurping his cock into your mouth. The man cried out, soft voice rising in pitch as you swallowed around him.

You fluttered your eyelashes up at him, but that didn’t get his attention, so you resorted to a gentle tap to his thigh to remind him to keep talking.

“Oh, oh, uhm... There’s..... ah...s-statistics. We-we’re learning how to.... how to display, and de-scrIBE-oh!” He lurched upwards, fingers flying to your hair as you used your tongue to play with the opening at the top. You could feel his little sweater paws as Tamaki gently fisted your hair.

Another gentle tap to his thigh.

“There’s also-also.... ohhh, uhm-ah! There’s.... prob-probablity, and I don’t.... unhh, unh-don’t get it at-at all...” His sentence ended on a breathy whine as you began bobbing your head. His voice was so cute, so pretty just like the rest of him, smooth and sweet.

“Oh, (Y/N), yes, yes! Can I-can I cum? Please?”

It had only been a few minutes, but Tamaki was close to the edge, slim thighs tensing behind your head as you considered his request.

You popped off his length, licking your lips and ignoring his pleading whine.

“Of course baby boy, always-” A soft kiss was laid against his thigh, and Tamaki threw his head back, thin chest heaving underneath his cute sweater, his face bright red.

He got overwhelmed at the littlest things.

Once his cock was back in your mouth, it took a tiny bit of work to bring him to the edge, bobbing your head, swirling your tongue, hollowing your cheeks and really sucking.

Those pretty moans echoed throughout the tiny apartment, filling up the space, filling your ears, making you want to smile. He was a sweet man, and you were glad to be so close to him.

A moment more and he was cumming, hot seed dripping down your throat, his fingers twisted in your hair, balls drawn up and pulsing against your chin.

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“Tamaki, you already got to cum and I didn’t.” You pouted, sitting on your bed.

You had helped your younger brother wash-up, licking his spent cock clean before tucking him back into your pants. Climbing up into his lap to boop his nose and whisper an “I love you” into his ear, grinding against his thigh in the process.

He had gotten his release, and now you were hungry for your own.

“Don’t be greedy-” Your fingers plunge into your cunt over and over, palm grinding against your clit as you stretch yourself out, watching Tamaki through hooded eyes as he sits obediently at the foot of your bed.

“Please, I-I just wanna t-touch myself a l-little?” His hands are pinching at his bare thighs, desperate to fist themselves around his dripping cock. You’d told him to be good and stay still and watch as you got yourself ready, and he had been.

Tamaki was just needy.

“Okay, but just a little, okay? No cumming.”

“Thank you, oh, thank you-” The man breathes, hands flying to wrap around his cock, his eyes fluttering shut as his hips bucked up a little towards the pressure.

You giggle a little at how cute he is, those big indigo eyes focusing back onto you again, dropping to your wet fingers as you eagerly fuck yourself on them.

But it’s not enough, and you want more.

A quick search through your bedside drawer and you find your vibrator, quickly flicking it on, watching Tamaki gulp as you bring it against your cunt. You sigh as it makes contact, the buzzy, rumbly sensation traveling through your thighs as you easily grind your hips forward against the wand.

“Mmh, I’ve been thinking... ooo, that feels so nice.” You moan, placing a hand behind you so you can steady yourself as you begin to hump against your vibrator. “I’ve been thinking though, that I should get you some-oh-get you some toys.”

Tamaki whimpers, high and pitched, and you smile when his cock visibly throbs. The man has to clench a fist around the base, squeezing hard to stop himself from humming.

“You like that idea? Yeah?”

He nodded, hair bobbing as his head moved enthusiastically.

“You’d look so pretty with a cock ring, mm, you would. And-oh, I could get one that vibrates, and it’ll feel like heaven when you fuck me.”

Your pussy was gushing, throbbing against the wand. You didn’t want to cum too soon, so you flicked it off, before crawling towards your brother.

“We could get you a nice little plug, maybe one that vibrates? And you could keep it in allllll day. You could go to class with it, and jerk yourself off in the bathrooms. I’d love if you sent me a video of you moaning my name as you cum into the toilet.”

The man whined again, his hips bucking up.

You giggled, rising to your knees so you could straddle the man, a hand finding his hard cock beneath you, lining it up to your dripping cunt.

“Would you like that ‘Maki?”

“Yes, yes-oh s-so much, please, that sounds-gUH!” His words choked off into a pathetic moan as you sank down on his length, and you sigh at the feeling of fullness.

Tamaki presses a hand over his mouth, embarrassed by the needy moans that he’s unable to suppress, hips bucking up against your warmth, trying to seat himself deeper.

“Don’t cover your mouth, I wanna hear you. You feel so good inside me.” You coo, using your thighs to bounce a little on his cock.

His hand falls to the side, and you lean forward to kiss him, letting your tongue play with his, slick, wet sounds filling the room.

And then you tell him to fuck you.

The man doesn’t hold back, greedy, slender hands fixing themselves around your waist as his hips work, pushing himself inside your cunt again and again and again.

Both of you are breathing heavily, and it feels so good, the way he fucks you.

“Oh fuck, keep going, ‘m almost there!” You pant, reaching a hand down to play with your clit, four fingers rubbing across the little nub as you climb higher and higher.

And when you cum, it’s with a full-body shudder, a cry tumbling from your lips as you slam your hips against your brothers.

Tamaki tumbles over the edge soon after, barely managing to pull free from your slick cunt before his cock is bursting with cum, painting the soft skin of your tummy with his release.

You rest against him, laying your head on his shoulder as you pant onto his skin, satisfied and warm.

When you gather your bearings, you shuffle off his lap, searching through the covers to wind the wand you’d previously dropped.

“You’re such a good boy ‘Maki, but I wanted you to cum inside-” You were pouting again as you held up the vibrator, waving it in the air.

Tamaki looked like a deer caught in the headlights, eyes wide. “W-what?”

“I’m gonna play with you a bit until you get hard again, and then I’m going to put your tip inside me-just the tip- and you’re going to cum while I use the vibrator on you, got it?”

The man shivers in anticipation, and you smile.

You love each other so much.

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pennys-th0ughts · 5 years

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The Unexpected

The noises and tremors woke me up once more with a start. It became some sort of habit since many years ago modern times hit Derry in the face, turning it into a small buzzy and hectic city.

It was the year 2057 and technology was like a new acquirable sickness. After my last meal I went to sleep my usual twenty-seven-years nap and by the time I woke up everything was beyond different and the smell of the world up there was also overwhelming. The sound of cars coming and going, motorcycles and who knows what else, seemed unstoppable. Thousands of voices exchanging words, laughs and strange sounds were like hearing a hive full of bees in constant struggle to keep up with the chaotic rhythm.

One night, intrigued by all of it, I decided to poke my head out from one of the sewer holes and take a look. The dark sky was barely visible since the lights filled every corner of the city and it was like they were pushing the stars out of the nocturnal sky, forcing them to hide behind the moon. The sound of the crickets, the peacefulness and the smell of wet dirt because of the morning drizzle were long gone. The more time passed the more I felt compelled to run away from all the uneasiness I was feeling and everything that also ended up inside the sewers. Oh, the rainy days were now the worse because of the garbage threatened to flood my home; what once was only paper it now was plastic, electronic devices, toys, stuffed animals, fake jewelry and many other things I didn’t even know how to call them. One day I heard some kind of melody coming from below a pile of stuff I had started to classify, at first I felt curious about the sound until it began bothering my ears. After quickly rummaging among the trash, I found the source where that annoying sound came from; the small thing was what humans use to call cellphone and the object wasn’t only sounding but it was also vibrating. I took it all intended to smash it against the wall but before I could throw it something caught my eye. On the screen there was a picture of a girl named Emilee, her features were nicely attractive despite the weird color of her hair and a couple of accessories in her nose and ears. I dared myself to press a green button and then the sound went quiet followed by a slightly hearable voice.

– ¿Hello? – I heard her say-. ¿Robert, can you say something? – She spoke again-. I can barely hear you…

My heart skipped a beat and made me let go the cellphone but I did my best to catch it in the air as if it was a hot potato bumping from one hand to the other. I quickly pressed the red button located down this girl picture and the screen went silent, a few seconds after, it went black. ¿What on earth was that? I asked myself while looking at the object now quietly resting in the palm of my hand. I felt a large amount of curiosity racing through my veins so I decided to take a peek at this new acquisition. I figured out how to turn it on and then I found out that that the object worked when the screen was pressed with my fingers. I went through many sections of this modern device, from its calls history to its gallery. It turned out to be that this person called Robert was someone close to this girl or he was becoming one, she had already tried to reach him for several times and apparently he couldn’t pick up his cellphone. Checking their exchange of messages they should have met at what it seemed a specific part of the city but it wasn’t Derry, this new place was called Chicago somewhere in Illinois. Now the question was ¿why this man’s cellphone ended up in the sewers? ¿could he has just dropped it? Or maybe he threw it away…

Three hours later…

After taking my time to process all the information I just got by reading what I needed to know to be prepared in case this girl called back again, I stood up and began pacing inside my wagon like a caged lion. I had something stuck inside my head and I knew it wasn’t a good idea but it was thrilling at the same time and maybe it deserved the chance to be put in motion. To impersonate someone was one of my best qualities and perhaps the adventure will worth it so I picked the best picture and began with the transformation, afterwards I would only need to get some new clothes.

I opened and old chest in which I kept some common clothes and started to try one after another so they could fit in this new profile. The most uncomfortable part of all was to put on some underwear since I never needed them before. Once my outfit looked pretty similar to this young man I finished the attire by searching for the shoes. When I was ready to get out I took the cellphone and began my way out of the sewers. “This is going to be fun” I mischievously told myself while walking towards the noisy and luminous belly of the beast the humans used to call city.

After spending so many decades under the old town I got the chance to collect lots of money which allowed me to buy some things before I could start my way to the new destination, among the new clothes, I needed a suitcase so I bought a cheap one. The distance between one state and the other wasn’t so long and taking a bus wouldn’t be a bad idea, it would let me keep a low profile until I got there. The plan itself was quite risky but exciting and if something went wrong I could always go back to the darkness of the sewers, the bigger the place the more chances I had to not be found.

The bus station was pretty calm since the night was slowly falling and there weren’t many people in it so it was a good moment to buy the ticket to leave Derry. According to the clock on the cellphone screen it was half past six, it wasn’t too early or too late and the last bus to Chicago had to arrive soon according to the arrival time board. The person behind the counter in charge of selling the tickets was a pretty blonde woman with some freckles on her cheekbones and light blue eyes. She smiled at every future passenger but when it was my turn to get my ticket her smiled widened considerably and her cheeks got slightly red.

– Good evening, sir – she greeted me trying really hard to keep at bay her shyness- ¿What can I help you with?

I told her what my destination was and hoped she wouldn’t ask me to show her any kind of identification since I didn’t have one but unfortunately she did. I pretended to search for it getting my hands inside my pockets and even inside my suitcase, I growled a couple of times in sign of frustration but then she put her hand on mine and said almost whispering:

– Don’t worry, sir, only this time you can have your ticket without showing me your identification but next time I will need you to show it to me ¿okay?

Nodding with a provocative smile, I picked up my luggage and looking at the girl’s tag, I finally said:

– Please, don’t mind the change, keep it to yourself… Peggy.

I winked an eye at her making her fully blush this time; I grabbed the ticket from the counter and went outside to wait. I sat down in one of the benches next to the bus station entrance, took the cellphone and made my best to send this girl Emilee a credible text message telling her that I will be on my way shortly. The device battery was getting low and I figured that soon it will shut down but before that could happen I had to make sure to get this man’s voice right so I listened every audio or voice message I could find. After putting my vocal chords in order, I put the cellphone inside my pocket and took one of my favorite books. I had a long night ahead and I needed to stay awake, just in case.

The beginning of my trip started pretty good, I was sitting alone and it seemed the next sixteen hours would be the same. Or that’s what I thought. While looking out of the window I received a reply. This girl looked very excited and even nervous at the fact I was traveling to meet her for the first time. The text message she answered me with was full of little faces and different types of hearts, something that made me tilt my head since I didn’t know what they meant but after scrolling for several minutes through the many tabs this messaging section had, I realized that this tiny figurines represented a feeling or state, a place or an object. Suddenly a new noise started to sound; the battery was running out of charge and after some minutes making that slightly annoying noise a hand with delicate fingers landed on my right shoulder.

– Your phone is barely hanging on – a female voice pointed-. You should put it to charge.

I turn my head and my eyes got fixed with a pair of hazelnut eyes looking straight at me, I didn’t know what to answer and before I could elaborate a proper sentence, the girl offered me a little object she called charger.

– ¿May I join you? – She asked me with a tender smile on her lips while looking at the empty seat next to the window.

Her kindness was such that I couldn’t say no and, taking the empty seat, I let her sit down next to me. She took the charger and connected it to my cellphone then bending towards where I was sitting, she plugged in the device to the electric outlet.

– There – she said giving me the cellphone back-. This charger isn’t like most, this one has speed charge and your phone will be fully charged in thirty minutes.

– I left home in such hurry that I forgot to bring mine with me – I pretended to be embarrassed-. Thank you…

– ¡Annie! – The girl quickly said waiting for me to shake her hand-. My name is Annie Wilkins.

I looked at her and sensed something peculiar that made me feel a sweet taste in my mouth, and then I saw her cheeks changing their color into a subtle red. I gently shook her hand and returned the smile introducing myself to the shy, but no less, brave stranger.

– My name is Robert, Robert Gray.

The next couple hours I had this girl tirelessly talking about her life like if it was the last day of her existence, although she seemed to have enough “battery” to keep talking the rest of the night, she explained to me many things from the modern world I wasn’t aware of. Once my cellphone was fully charged I returned the charger to this girl that now was a little quiet, she grabbed it, put it inside her purse and remained quiet. I sighed in relief and opened the book I started reading at the bus station, minutes after I felt Annie’s head drop dead on my shoulder. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and let her sleep so I took the coat from one of her bags and cover her with it. I spent the rest of the night reading the book and looking from time to time outside the window when the view got interesting. Night and its wonders have been always my favorites.

We stopped at some gas station before arriving to our destination, although we still had a couple hours ahead, I thought I could use a few minutes to stretch my legs and use the bathroom. The break lasted around ten minutes and it was more than enough to do what I needed to do, when I got back to the bus I found Annie laying down all across the seats. She apparently didn’t even noticed when we stopped and when I got out but somehow she decided to occupy my seat. I didn’t want to wake her up but I needed to sit down so I gently lifted her head and sat down, in-between her dream and her slightly consciousness she took over my lap and kept sleeping. I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed, last hour of the trip would be a bit uncomfortable but there was nothing I could do since she looked pretty cute. Annie had a very bright hazelnut eyes and a black charcoal like hair, her skin was soft and smooth like silk. My indiscretion took over me and my eyes traced the sinuous path of her breasts, slightly visible under her blouse, until they reached her hips and the more I look at her, the bigger the tickles in my lower abdomen spread. I closed my eyes and instinctively bit my lower lip and, for a brief moment, I let myself be carried away by the waves of desire, imagining, wondering. I was getting too aroused by the thought so I opened my eyes to dissipate the heavy and lustful cloud it was forming in my head; fortunately, we have just arrived to Chicago. I gently shook Annie’s shoulder to wake her up.

– We are here – I said with a little smile-. ¿Did you sleep well?

– ¡I did, yes! And, to be honest, I'm very sorry about that, – she apologized looking quite flustered– I must have been really tired to have fallen asleep like that. I usually never do that and…

I raised my hand in sign her explanation was enough and told her I didn’t mind, she gave me one last shy smile and thanked me for being so kind despite we didn’t know each other. I took my book and got out of the bus, picked up my luggage and started my way to the nearest hotel, it was almost noon and I was going to need some rest before meeting this girl, I was also going to need some identification and getting it wasn’t going to be easy. But the more close I was from this girl Emilee the more confident I was feeling about my plan.

To be continued…

Hope you enjoy the beginning of our new adventure @sunflowerskissed. Know that one piece of this cracked heart belongs to you 💕

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