Nicki Minaj tweaking on Instagram going “lied on your dead mama” over the Megan’s law verse is the same energy as Furuta going “DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE” when Eto callled out his daddy issues
Edit: thank you @pinkvampiress for making the connection in the first place. 😌🩷
It's his late actual-birthday this time, once again I only finished this on the third. Some things never change. Odd to think I've been drawing him for a whole year, he's still unfortunately very amusing.
Synopsis: One evening after work, Sasaki turned into a demon and did what he shouldn't do to his own flesh and blood sister.
WARNING: This fic contains non con, gang r*pe incest, dark content, graphic violence, the use word of r*pe multiplet times, loss of virginity, contains TG manga spoilers, DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU'RE UNDER 18. this is just a preview chapter.
The tight grip on your wrist had tears sliding down your cheeks. A whimper couldn’t stop his actions, couldn’t soften his rigid heart. No matter how many ‘please’ escaped from your lips, the words fell onto deaf ears.
“Please...” Again, you whimpered, crying for mercy. Blinking away the tears, another came through as fast as you eliminate the salty substance. It keeps on soaking your cheeks, down to your collarbones and chin.
A sob escaped your lips, when Sasaki slid his other hand to your collar, later feeling the flesh of your breast. Your stomach was in knots; not the type you’d feel when your lover caresses you, but rather this awful-gut-wrenching feeling when a predator is touching you. Your brother is not supposed to touch you like this, right?
His fingers cruelly tuck away the stubborn piece of your shirt which tightly clutching your cleavage. Shaking your head, pleading, looking into his eyes did nothing. It was pointless. You couldn’t plead anymore, you know that; but somehow, your mouth move on its own when you cried “oniichan...”
Your body felt like it was in the air when Sasaki slowly lets his face and lips trail in the crook of your neck. The shivers running all over your body is enough to point out how uncomfortable you are: with his knees slide in between your legs, pressing against your pussy covered with only the thin material of your panties, you lay motionless on the wooden floorboards. A mewl escaped yet again when his tongue licked the skin of your neck.
“Shut up and do as i say.” He demanded, kissing your skin again and again when all you want is to escape this hell. You have always followed nii-san’s orders since the both of you are orphaned by the death of father and mother. You have always listened to every one of his soft commands, but...
Eversince Sasaki’s appearance altered, so did his demeanors. With great recognition from his workplace after the RoseWald’s case, came a new man you didn’t recognize after coming out of your 2 years coma.
He wasn’t kind and gentle anymore. With every wrong move you make in the house comes with scolding, plates flying and eventually breaking, a few slaps here and there. You couldn’t understand what was going on; for a few months, Sasaki turned violent, and you grew afraid.
It never came to this during those dreadful months. But now Sasaki is ripping away his clothes after he came home from his investigation, grabbed her by the waist right here in the entry way of their small apartment, and molesting her, his own sister.
A sob yet again. “But nii-san, this is...” a hand clamped down on your mouth, his red gloves resting tightly to serve a warning to you; shut the fuck up or else. His eyes hiding behind his glasses glared at you.
“Do as nii-san say, and maybe I won’t hurt you as much.”
But your lips are already trembling and you’re crying when his hand let go and reached down to snatch away your panties. No. It hurts. This hurts...
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