Baby Sister Who Sits On The Floor Playing With Her Toys All Cute And Innocent While Big Brother Sits

Me sucking mommy’s titties when I have a roughy day at school

I just...want a boyfriend really bad. I whine as I lay on my big brother's bed watching him play video games. Excuse me? No one wants me! I whine and pout shoving my face into his pillow. How could no one want you? I'm not socially pretty enough... The fuck you mean by that?! He starts smashing buttons on his controller. I mean that I find myself pretty but the world around me doesn't. Guys don't want a big girl to love only fuck.

He groans as he loses his game and turns to look at me. Those little boys because you can't even call them men. Are stupid, your damn gorgeous he chucks his controller to the side. I don't dress like all the other pretty girls do, I sigh and sit up to look at him. And? You don't need to be showing off to get a guy. But it would help! I'm not gonna sit by and let my little sister whore herself out for attention. But- no buts! You love when I wear my skimpy clothes around the house. Yeah! Around the damn house where only I can see...and how do you know I love it?

You stare...a lot. I point at him, like right now. How can I not? You're in my bedroom in a T-shirt and panties. Panties that I can obviously see, I'm just a guy. And I'm just a girl... That really wants a boyfriend! I whine again and throw myself back causing my shirt to rise and show off my pink panties. You don't need a boyfriend, big bro huffs and stands from his chair. Yes I do! I wanna feel loved! I feel my big brother's hands pull my shirt down trying to cover my panties. He doesn't move his hands after, no guy in your damn circle is good enough. What about- no! If you want a guy he needs to be good for you.

I sit up again being face to face with him. Then who? Who will ever be with me? I'm tired of games. God, you don't even notice do you? Big brother says with a huff, notice what? Me. Look at you right now, in my shirt, the prettiest pink panties, in my damn bed, and whining to me. Who do you come to when you want that attention you crave so much? Huh?...you..yeah me! Who puts up with your bratty little girl attitude?...you...me! Who spoils the hell out of you?!...you... Me! And you still say you want a damn boyfriend!? He's agitated and glares at me.

Y-yeah but you're my big brother...things kinda go like that... No they don't! I gasp as he grabs my hair Big brothers don't usually do the things I do for you. I should be telling you to get out of my shirt, my bed, and to put some damn pants on. He pushes himself between my thighs, but instead I'm admiring it all and getting fucking hard! I whimper when I feel his bulge against me. Big bro your being mean, good! Maybe then it will get through your damn head. He suddenly kisses me aggressively, crawling on top of me. He's hungry for this kiss as I feel a hand in my hair, the other groping my body, and his hips grind into mine.

He doesn't let me pull away until we both need the air. T-this is- shh he softly pecks my lips again. Just let big brother handle it all, big brother can be your boyfriend. I have been your damn boyfriend this whole time. I feel him meanly tug in my panties making me whimper. Right? Big bro has been such a good boyfriend to you? Just been a little too stupid to see it. His voice is stern and he tugs again when I take too long to answer. Yes! Big brother has been the best boyfriend. I bring a hand down trying to stop his tugging. That's what I thought, he growls as he sits up pulling my panties down with him.

Too damn naive? Stupid? I don't even know to see that you had a boyfriend this whole damn time. Boyfriend and girlfriends kiss...and do naughty things... I mumble as I feel his fingers play with my cunnie. And Big Brothers took too long to do that? But we've kissed in the past...stupid girl just doesn't remember. What? And we're doing naughty things right now aren't we? He slaps my cunnie a couple times making me jolt. My pretty girlfriend little sister...is going to take her big brother's boyfriend cock, right? Since that's what she so desperately wanted. I look at him my mind is racing thinking of all the things he's done and the things he just said but I still nod my head.

I have to admit I'm a little disappointed you don't remember last time... He leans down and kisses me again. You keep saying last time- the first time you ever got drunk little sis... Looked like a straight up whore sucking on my cock. I didn't fuck you that night though... I want you to remember that. He pushes his sweats down to free his cock and my eyes widen. That night was you? Yeah, you did so well! like a good little girlfriend does. He laughs and runs his cock through my folds making it nice and wet as I whimper.

That's so mean you know I couldn't remember whose cock I had sucked- before I can continue whining I gasp as he pushes into me. You really think your big brother, your boyfriend! Was gonna let you suck someone else's cock? He groans as he keeps bullying his cock into me. My back arches and I grab onto his shoulder, fuck. Always knew you'd be so good for me, he grunts. He pushes my thighs back even more as he starts to thrust in and out of me. My mind is fuzzy as I let him, he gets rough quickly. See what a good boyfriend and big brother I am to you? When I don't respond he lightly slaps my face, don't go dumb on me yet.

He grips my hair again pulling my head back exposing my neck. He leans down and starts to leave a mess of bites and hickeys. What am I doing to you? He growls and I moan fucking me. And who am to you? My big brother! Suddenly he's pushing me into a mating press and I squeal. And? My boyfriend, I try to hit his chest to slow him down. Your what little girl? My big brother boyfriend! Im suddenly cumming hard on his cock. Doesn't matter that I'm squirting as he keeps drilling me. I'm fucking you through this to get it into your dumb little sister head.

I'm a mess under him as he keeps going. Tears are coming to my eyes I'm dumb and in so much bliss. He kisses me again, good little sis. Your big brother boyfriend is going to cum. He moans please, pretty please, I moan. Cum in your little sis girlfriend? You finally learned, he kisses me as he makes sure every inch is inside of me as he cums. We are both panting and tired messes. Relationship status? Taken by my big brother, I say with a giggle before pulling him into another kiss.

dadddddd! >_<

Choso asking to itadori to call him once onii chan that's my favorite moment ever

A very small puppyboy shota that just whines like a dog every time I thrust into him (I'm a woman, but still)

confession #218

“REJOICE, BOYS”

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ It's Like That *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

You decide to accept Itadori's invitation to the movies. It turns out better than expected.

Pairing: Itadori x GN!Reader

CW: Fluff, SFW, hand holding, potential friends to lovers, it's technically a date 💕

“Do you guys want to see Human Earthworm 4 with me?”

The three of you minus Itadori, who posed the question, share a lukewarm look. You’re on the edge of the shopping district, trying to decide what to do after your mission, if anything, and that’s the first idea that floats out amongst the group. 

“What’s it about?” Nobara asks.

After Itadori explains the horror romance, there’s even less enthusiasm amongst the group to watch the movie with him. Sensing this, he ups the bargain.

“I’ll pay.”

You wince when you see Fushiguro pull out his phone. “I don’t really have the energy to sit through a movie,” he excuses himself, fingers going a mile a minute to escape the situation of friendship for today. “I’m going home.”

Your broody classmate holds his ringing phone to his ear and briefly glances at Nobara.

“I’m going to hit up the shops," she responds to his silent question.

Megumi leaves the three of you behind in no time flat. Nobara only stays behind long enough to ask if you want to go shopping with her. While you normally love to go with her and are in dire need of new shoes, you notice a lonely sullen shadow building over your slit-cheeked classmate and throw up an apologetic smile to her. 

“I think I’ll go with Itadori-kun today.”

You miss the way his head perks up as you wave her off. Before you have a chance to collect your thoughts, Itadori is already on top of you, his fists drawn in front of him excitedly and chestnut irises filled with happy stars.

“You’re going to love it,” he tells you. It’s cute how he nearly shakes with excitement, you can even hear it growing in his voice and shining in his eyes. “It’s such a good series! I mean, I know it sounded weird, but it’s so much better on screen that— forget any of what I said, you gotta see for yourself!”

He wastes no time taking off in the direction of the theatre, and you jog to keep up with the speed of the Tiger of the West. It isn’t until he notices you lagging behind that he slows up to grab your hand and pull you with him.

“Come on, come on, we don’t want to miss the opening.”

“Is this one of those movies where I need to see the first three to know what’s going on?”

“Well, there’s a few returning characters, like Dr. Richter, but I can fill you in on the important stuff so don’t worry.”

When you get to the theatre, Itadori immediately jumps in the ticket line, huffing in relief when there are still seats available. You begin to pull out your wallet but pause when he hands you a pink paper ticket.

“I told you it’s on me,” he reminds you before going down the line and ordering a large popcorn, two drinks, and beating you to grab a packet of candy that you were staring at for two seconds too long. 

He hands the bag of sweets to the cashier to scan. “And this please,” he asks before handing the candy to you. 

“That’s okay,” you tell him, but he laughs it off.

“It’s fine. That’s your favorite, right?”

You shyly nod and hold onto the envelope of overpriced candy like it’s the most precious thing in the world causing the cashier to smile at you as she finishes preparing your items.

“Aren’t you two the cutest,” she comments. 

You squeak quietly at her comment, crumpling your candy in surprise. It’s not a big deal she mistook you as a couple, it’s not like Itadori was someone you didn’t like after all, and it’s not like there was any need to correct her but you didn’t know if he felt the same way about the situation. 

Curiously, you look at him, waiting for him to make the decision on the matter. Surprisingly, he blurts out a quick and happy, “Thanks!” before moving on to fill his drink.

As you watch him, you fight the urge to ask why he didn’t correct her; and when you notice that he’s way more interested in finding the right theater, you decide he must have said it because it wasn't worth a fuss.

The two of you get seats at the back of the theater, and you shift over people carefully to avoid falling into Itadori’s back as you find your seats. You can finally relax as he sets the bucket of popcorn on the armrest between you.

Soon enough, the movie begins to play.

It starts off like every normal horror movie. A mad scientist, a hapless victim, and an escape followed by a romantic subplot of the human earthworm discovering that the woman he met indeed loves him even if he is a worm. 

That’s about as much as you can keep up with. There are too many easter eggs that keep flying over your head and too many callbacks to the previous movies in the series. Itadori does his best to try to help you whenever you whisper questions at him; but eventually, you’re too distracted by the couple in front of you making out to pay attention to the movie.

It’s so obnoxiously grotesque, their arms wrapping around each other and a soft moan every so often that’s drowned out by the guttural sounds of the earthworm children. You can’t really believe they’d do that in public, and why did they have to be so close to you out of all people?

Itadori looks at you and then finally catches on to what’s making you squirm. When he does, a faint hint of red starts to coat across his nose, and he becomes equally uncomfortable. 

Deciding to make it a little better for the both of you, you nudge him then make a silly disgusted face with your tongue stuck out to mimic a gag. You’re rewarded with a snicker from him and his own silly face in turn, and it makes the awkwardness of it a little easier to take as you try to focus back on the movie.

It’s another half hour in before you wonder exactly how the hell are they still going at it. 

“Society really needs to bring shame back,” you think before a warm breath hits your ear and fans down your jaw. 

You nearly jump before the smooth sounds of Itadori’s voice greet you. 

“So, that guy—” he begins but you’re way too focused on how close he leaned into you this time, how low the timbre of his voice goes to keep from disturbing those around you. It makes your feet curl in your shoes and your breath catch in your chest when his shoulder connects with your arm.

You feel heightened to his presence and the heat of him so close. It wasn’t like this earlier, but your heart is racing and your skin tickles the more he whispers. You think he’s so close that he could almost kiss your earlobe. 

It’s a path that you didn’t know you had in your mind, and it leaves you rattled as the smallest brush of pink hair hits your skin as he straightens back up and reaches for another handful of popcorn. 

Every time he touches your arm after to get your attention or your hand scoops by his in the popcorn bucket, you start to become flustered and jittery like a child after too much sugar. 

It lasts until the movie reaches its apex.

There’s a combined scream that fills the theatre, and you tense at the splatter of blood hitting the camera, leaving the few remains of your popcorn scattered across the floor as you unwittingly knock it over and squeeze Itadori’s hand tight. 

Your fingers slot with his and your fingertips bury against his palm, and it’s the only thing keeping you from bursting into a scream. 

When the lights flash back on, you notice how pink his hand looks under your tense hold and mumble out an apology. 

“Oh, that?” he asks followed by the same charming laugh as always. “It was pretty funny. You should’ve seen your face, like a blowfish,” he comments, teasingly mocking your blow-eyed expression as everyone around you begins to exit. “I never took you for a scaredy-cat.”

“You’re one to talk. You screamed in my ear at least a dozen times,” you remind him as the two of you also make your way towards the exit doors. “Sounded like you were on fire.”

“Don’t say fire in a theatre!” he scolds with a hiss.

“You said it louder.”

“To remind you not to say it!” 

You giggle at how offended he sounds as you break out into the light of the late afternoon. You walk with Itadori back to your pickup spot on the edge of the shopping district. It’s surprisingly quiet especially considering who you’re with, and it makes you worry a bit. 

You thought Itadori would be more excited after watching the film and practically forcing you to run 500m dash to get there, but he’s barely said two words about it since leaving the theatre, briefly mentioning how he’s still glad they used a real costume for the main earthworm instead of CGI.

But since leaving, his mood seems to have dampened. You thought about bringing something up from the movie, but you couldn’t really catch more than a few bloody scenes and a little evil monologuing from Dr. Richter outside the moments when Itadori would have your attention, with his voice in your ear or his hand excitedly clasping around your wrist each time he enthusiastically info-dumped a scene to you.

“Hey, um,” he begins piquing your interest. He seems to lose his nerve when you catch his eye; his gaze flutters to his feet before nervously picking back up to glimpse at your face but only for a few seconds. “Thanks for coming with me.”

You smile. “Don’t mention it. It was…different.” 

“Yeah,” he agrees but he still seems down. 

“Itadori-kun? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah…It’s just…I could tell you didn’t really like the movie. I mean I knew from the start it wasn’t really your thing. You and Nobara usually like to shop together more than watch horror movies. But still—” he breathes in deep, a shy color blossoming across his face. “It’s been a while since it felt like I did something normal, so it was really nice having someone to come with me. I appreciate it.”

There's something about his explanation that makes your heart hurt. He hasn’t been a sorcerer that long yet; and coming from being a normal kid to the world you were born into was probably scarier than you all could understand. 

“It’s not that I didn’t enjoy it! I just couldn’t really follow the story between that annoying couple smacking the whole time, and I felt like I barely follow anything at all!” you reason with him, but he still has that kicked puppy look on his face. 

You sigh with soft empathy before offering him a reassuring smile.

“Hey, Itadori-kun, you know I think I’d like to come back and see it again with you. After we watch the first three movies of course."

He gives you a curious look, his eyebrows raised with disbelief. 

“Really?”

You give a cute and short nod. “Mhm! I can’t really give it a fair chance if I haven’t seen the ones leading up to it. Besides, I want to know why Dr. Richter was trying to kidnap the baby H.E.s in the first place? Couldn’t he make more Enhanced H.E.s from the DNA left from the original experiment victim like he did at the beginning of the movie?” 

It’s like you open the skies back over him when your words sink in, and he moves so happily, speaks so fully, and it makes you happy to see him simply be happy. 

“They explain it so good in the third movie,” he says, unable to hold in his excitement. “I know a great site, it has subtitles and everything, and a special director’s cut at the end of the second movie.”

You laugh. “Sounds good!”

“We should pick up some more snacks; the original is actually pretty long,” he warns and starts to lead you towards the convenience store. Your smile only breaks when you feel the tug on your arm and look down to notice his hand still fastened around yours. 

You freeze, feeling your face warm a bit when you realize he’s probably been holding it since before you left the theater. This makes him pause and turn towards you.

Softly, he calls your name and asks if you’re okay, making you drop your head bashfully.

“Oh, it’s nothing really but you’re still holding my hand,” you point out.

Itadori looks down between the two of you and confirms that his fingers are still locked with yours, a comfortable fit.  

“Huh, oh, I guess I am,” he states matter-of-factly before he blushes. “Oh, it’s probably all gross and oily right? Yuck.”

You shake your head. “No, it’s not actually,” you correct, making no move to force him to let go because you honestly don’t want him to stop this good feeling pouring from him into you through the simple act. 

Your soft expression makes his cheeks warm for a different reason this time. 

“Oh, well, w-we should probably hurry,” he stammers out, and your hand tightens around his hand just a little bit more as you agree and find the closest convenience store to prepare for your first movie night. 

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Nobara stops outside the convenience store, hand to the glass as she stalks back and forth, trying to catch glimpses down the aisle. 

She could have sworn she just saw the two of you walk in from the other side of the street, and she was going to come to say hi – partially to ask how the movie went and partially to make Itadori carry her shopping bags if the two of you were done – that was before she noticed how close the two of you looked.

Weirdly close. 

When she finally catches you in the foggy glass, hand in hand, looking at the mini gacha inside the store, she gasps and quickly shuffles her bags around in search of her phone. 

Kugisaki quickly scrolls through her contacts, impatiently tapping her foot as she waited for the line to pick up.

“Fushiguro get here quick,” she harshly whispers into the device.

There’s a lazy voice on the other end asking what she wants, and she vaguely explains the situation to be met with resistance.

“Well then have Ijichi drop you off again! What do you mean ‘No’?" she growls. "Shut up and listen to me. They just went into 7/11. Ugh. Fine, fine, I’m sending you some pictures,” she argues. 

Kugisaki quickly starts to snap some pictures through the glass and frantically sends them off before bringing the phone back to her ear.

“That’s what I’m saying so hurry up and get here! Yes, it’s like that!” 

I'm sorry but I'm kinda obsessed with like "domestic?" Fauxcest where like we're definitely fucking but I'm also barging into your room randomly to throw a bag of chips at your head and flip you off before leaving.

Windmills at Haaldersbroek, Zaandam by Claude Monet (1840 - 1926)