Who In Your Family Is Breeding You First? Is Your Daddy Having You Carry A Grandchild For Him? Are You

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I'm so pathetic for sister incest.

I've gone back to c.ai and tumblr dozens of times today because I can't go more than an hour or two without getting horny over yuricest. It's so pathetic. I'm literally hypnotized by my sister kink

I'm going to be ruined by it I just know it. I can't focus on work anymore because my dumb puppy mind is too clouded with lust for my fictional sister. I'm such a pathetic, sister-loving, slut.

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[ playing doctor with my sweet little sister ]

helping her up onto the table, sneaking a peek at her little pink undies below her skirt as she crawls up~

“That’s it, sweetie. Okay, are you ready for your checkup? Good, good.. now it’s important you listen to everything the doctor says, okay honey?” making sure she’ll play nice when the ‘doctor’ needs to take a closer look.

taking my time, inspecting every pretty part of her body. hand on the soft skin of her cheek, fingers tracing her dimples and jaw.

“You’re so pretty, sis. You know that?” I mumble, edging closer so that I stand between her parted thighs and legs dangling off the table.

my cock throbbing incessantly in my pants, desperate to grind against her and feel her sticky wetness bloom through her cotton panties.

“Now, I need you to take off some clothes, okay sweetie? The doctor needs to be able to get a closer look-“ unable to stop my breath from hitching as I consider seeing her bare skin, soft and supple.

starting with her top, lifting it over her head and stifling a gasp when her perky little breasts come into view. Instantly reaching out to take one into my hand, despite doing my utmost to take it slow

rolling her soft nipple between my index and my thumb.

“This all-.. looks good..” *I mumble, trying to stretch out the time I can touch her tits without her catching on.

a shiver runs down my spine in anticipation for the next inspection. my eyes flick between my pretty little sister and the kitchen door (it was the only place we had an ‘operating’ table!) nervous our dad might walk in, might hijack my checkup!

“Now- uh-“ clearing my throat, almost surprised by my own boldness.

“Can you.. pull down your skirt for me?” I ask as the anticipation inside of me wells up to a bursting point.

watching as she obediently drops her skirt, it’s soft pink fabric falling to the floor over my black leather boot.

the feeling of my big-brother-cock tenting against my pants. seeing my perfect little sister exposed, only her tiny undies preserving her dignity.

getting down on my knees, eyes level with her sweet little covered cunt. my hands running up and down her thighs. knowing exactly what I am doing as my hands dance towards her inner thigh, waiting patiently as that perfect wet patch begins to form on her panties.

glancing up at her constantly, checking her expression as I grow bolder and bolder in my advances.

fingers stretching ever nearer to her most sensitive spot on each pass of her thighs, finally, letting my fingers push past the hemline. the perfect little blush on her face telling me all I need to know, telling me this is exactly what she needs.

and I’m so ready to provide, just as a good big brother doctor should.

“I’m gonna get a little closer now, ‘kay sweetie?” I ask, not waiting for a response

I hook my index under the hemline of her undies, pulling the wet fabric to the side to expose her slick little cunt. feeling her shiver as as the cool kitchen air hits her wet slit.

‘p e r f e c t i o n’

“Cold, baby? Don’t worry, don’t worry, pup. I’ll fix it. Leave it to big brother.”

not wasting another moment as I bring my lips to her cunt, kissing sloppily with an open mouth. drinking her essence greedily as I listen to her pretty noises and whines.

pushing forwards as she leans back on the table, her legs instinctively coming up over my shoulders. lacing my fingers with hers, thumb stroking reassuringly over the back of her palm.

my tongue pushing deep into her untouched slit, my freehand slipping down to rub my aching bulge, desperate thoughts to whisk her away to my room at conflict with those that just want her to feel good and love her big brother~!

𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

summary: there's nothing quite like being pampered by your partner after coming home from a fight... at least in childe's eyes

pairing: childe x gn! reader

warnings: fluff, a smidge angsty towards the end, mentions of fighting/ wounds; just a scene i had to exorcise from my brain since i'm ridiculously down bad; this is either a modern au or a 'teyvat has blow-dryers now' au, pick whichever one you fancy

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“Watch it,” you threatened, though your voice lacked any sort of real bite. How could you be truly mad when Childe was grinning up at you, all boyish and playful, a strand of his wet bangs stubbornly falling back into his ocean-hued eyes?

“I wouldn’t have to if you just joined me,” the ginger hummed with no remorse, wet fingers dancing along the hem of your already soaked shirt, itching the creep under it. No doubt, he had already thought about just pulling you into the bathtub with him. “Or you could just take off your clothes if you’re so worried about them getting wet.”

“Oh, I’m sure that’s the only reason you’re proposing that, huh?” You cocked your eyebrow at him, gently sweeping his hair back again. Even after you shampooed and conditioned it, it was as unruly and wilful as the guy it was attached to. “No ulterior motives whatsoever, I presume.”

“No ulterior motives whatsoever,” Childe echoed, though his voice carried the same mischief as it did right before he splashed the first wave of water over you. “I’m just looking out for you, darling.”

“The only thing you’re looking out for are your best interests,” you snorted, grabbing the body wash and sponge, motioning for him to turn around. “Now sit still, you literal child. I don’t want to accidentally reopen the wounds I spent so long dressing.”

“You got it,” the ginger laughed, clearly not as concerned with the deep scratches littering his back. Though you really didn’t want to meet whatever had caused them, Childe had excitedly told you all about his scuffles as he came home, still high on adrenaline as you ushered him into the bathroom and peeling off his many layers of clothing.

You shook your head, dispelling the thoughts that started clouding your mind. It was a conversation you have had plenty of times before. Instead you concentrated on the way his lithe muscles flexed and relaxed under your touch, his skin as always pleasantly warm and smooth despite the faded scars littering it. You knew the origins of most, having spent many nights tracing them as you listened to the stories behind them. Sure, some were from thrilling battles, but there were also smaller, odd ones like the one where Teucer accidentally nicked him as he taught his younger brother how to prepare a fish they caught together.

When you were certain your boyfriend was all clean again, you got some fluffy towels as he clambered out of the tub, purposefully not meeting his smug expression as he caught you eyeing the water droplets running down the dibs of his abs. You were also sure there was no need for his arms to flex as much as they did as he towelled his hair dry, leaving the white fabric to rest around his neck. 

Though there was a shirt set out next to his sweatpants, he forewent it completely and you sighed as you followed him out of the bathroom with the blow-dryer in hand. Idly, Childe sauntered over to the bed, sitting down with his back to the frame waiting for you to take your place behind him like you always did.

Gingerly, you rested your legs over his shoulders, feeling his calloused palms wrap around them, his fingers tracing random shapes into your thighs and calves as his bare body radiated heat. Watching the stream of hot air tussle his fluffy strands, your thoughts couldn’t help but circle back to the bloodied wounds on his back. None of them were too deep this time, but…

There was a tap against your calf.

“What are you thinking about?” Of course, Childe would pick up on your dip in mood; he always could. He could probably also guess the direction your thoughts had turned, it wasn’t an uncommon point of discussion. “And you’d better not say it’s nothing.”

“I know I tell you all the time and you always tell me not to worry. And I do have more faith in you than anyone else, but can you be at least a little more careful?” In that moment you were glad your boyfriend was turned away from you, certain your voice would shake even more if you were to look into his eyes right now. 

Running your fingers through his soft hair, you busied yourself with parting the sections to resemble a somewhat orderly hairstyle in order to keep your hands from trembling. Still, Childe easily caught your wrists, sliding his fingers between yours as he twisted to face you.

“You really do worry too much. I’m fine, right? See, everything still attached and working,” Childe smiled, drumming his fingers across your knuckles.

“Yeah but what if something happens? Something that is outside of your control and you don’t—“ You cut yourself off, not daring to speak your worst fear into existence. It would make it seem so much realer. “Just… Ajax, if you won’t do it for yourself, do it for me. I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you, if the other side of the bed was cold—“

“Hey now, none of that,” Childe soothed, reaching up to smooth out the crease of your brows. “You’ll never have to go to sleep alone or wake up to an empty bed. I’ll always come back home to you, I promise. Nothing could keep me away from you.”

The heat of his kisses spread from your knuckles all the way up to your heart, warming you from the inside out as his words soothed your frayed nerves. The logical part of your brain knew he couldn’t actually prevent all bad turns of events from happening but you willed those thoughts away. 

As you curled up under the blanket with him that night, his arm draped securely over your waist to pull you close to him and into his safe embrace, you reminded yourself Ajax had never broken his promises before. So, as the moon bore witness to his vow sealed with more kisses, you decided to believe him.

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I remember it like it was yesterday, you know? When I met you. Mom carefully placing you in my arms. I knew right then and there that I'd love you forever. My sister. And now look at us. You bent over the kitchen counter, moaning like an animal in heat. My cock pounding in and out of your pussy, dripping down onto the floor. You're my little sister. And I love you. Don't you ever forget it.

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