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Before he left, he stood at the door with his suitcase you packed for him (you forced him to let you pack it) and he had a crooked smile on his face.
“Remember you can call Zayne or Gideon if you need anything. This will be a long and important mission, can I trust you to take care of yourself for me?”
You really tried not to show it, but your vision blurred and you looked down to try to hide the big fat tears welling in your eyes. You heard Caleb sigh and place his hand under your chin, and he lifted your head to look up towards him.
“Meimei, promise me you won't do anything stupid while I'm gone. C'mon, it'll only be a bit before I'm back! Don't cry, when I come back, I'll take you to the arcade and then we can go to the aquarium! Then we can eat at your favorite restaurant. How does that sound? Hm?” Caleb said, gently smiling down at you. He pats your head.
To be fair, it was Caleb's first time leaving you alone for more than 3 days. But you were a big girl. You could handle yourself for a couple weeks! How hard could it be? You sniffled and wiped your eyes & gave him a small nod.
“I promise I'll be good, gege. I'll miss you so much! Come back soon, please!” You pleaded, and buried your head into his chest. You discreetly took a big whiff of his scent, so natural and gentle. He smelled like apples and sea salt. You felt him chuckle, and he patted your head again. His other arm was wrapped around your waist tightly.
“Okay then. I have to go or I'll be late. Love you, meimei,” he said, and gave your waist a tight squeeze. You pulled away and stood before him, looking up at him with a light smile. His eyes glistened, and he bent down to give you a little kiss on your forehead. You blushed.
“Alright. Goodbye for real this time. Be good.”
“Bye bye, ge!” You said, and you stood by the door as he finally turned around and walked towards his car to head to the airport.
As he backed out of your driveway, he waved goodbye towards you. You waved back with a smile. As his car sped out of sight, a wave of sadness hit you. You were officially alone. You were scared but you had to endure it for your gege.
It had been 3 weeks. You don’t really consider yourself clingy, but this is just too much. The rational part of your brain is telling you that Caleb is doing this for you. He was working hard to provide for you, to spoil you, and make sure you can live without worry or want. But the irrational side of your brain is angry. Frustrated. How could your gege leave you alone for so long?
He wasn’t allowed to have any communication with the outside world when he’s in Skyhaven for missions. Not a single message for 3 weeks. His absence hurt so much. You found yourself crying, holding his worn shirt over your face and sleeping in his bed. It smelled so much like him, it relaxed you for a second. But your house feels so empty without him.
You missed his silly jokes, the way he cooked every meal for you, the way he just took care of everything so you didn’t have to worry your little head about anything.
Your eyes stung and they started to get heavy as you felt sleep call your name. It had been this way for about 2 weeks. The first week was a breeze. But now, you feel like death. It was a vicious cycle.
Wake up, puffy with your eyes swollen. Brush teeth, take a shower, order breakfast, doomscroll for 6 hours. Order lunch. Doomscroll for 6 hours. Order dinner. Lay in bed, stare at the ceiling, maybe play a game on your phone. Doomscroll until the bright blue light coming from your phone can no longer distract you from the fact that you miss your big brother. Like a lot. Go to his room, grab his dirty shirt, crawl into his bed. Sob, sleep, repeat.
Not even online shopping brought you any joy, the delivered boxes of random shit started to pile up in the hallway. You were in such a sorry state, it's almost comical. At least you had been keeping the house clean.
You finally dozed off, and you dreamed.
You dreamed of a big beautiful meadow. Caleb was there too. But younger. You sat on a picnic blanket, reading a book while he peeled an apple for you. You giggled when you saw that he made it into a bunny for you.
“Isn't it cute? I learned it from Zayne.”
“I love it, gege. It's so cute… I don’t want to eat it!”
“Tch, don't be wasteful. Eat up,” Caleb lightly scolded, and began eating his own slice.
You pouted but obeyed. The apple was sweet and crisp. You wiped your hands on your clothes, and felt the urge to throw yourself on top of Caleb. So you did. You landed on him with a thud and a small gasp left Caleb's mouth.
“Atleast give me a warning, meimei…” he mumbled, but holds you close regardless
“Caleb, I love you! Let's get married!”
“I love you too, meimei. I'll make sure to be a good pilot so I can buy you all the books and toys you want.”
“Yayyy! We’ll always be together, right gege? Pinky promise?”
“I promise.”
Caleb hooked his pinky with yours, and smiled so radiantly, the sun was no match. Warmth spread all over your body, filled with your innocent love and his quiet but devout promise of forever.
You jolted awake as your 4th alarm started to ring. You groaned and shut it off lazily before slumping back into Caleb's bed.
Honestly, it was the best sleep you've had in awhile. Plus the cute dream with baby Caleb made you feel lighter. But it felt too real. It felt like your brain was replaying an actual memory, even though you thought long and hard, and can't remember a time where you and Caleb had gone to a huge meadow like that. You shake your head and reach over to grab your phone. Your heart stops.
3 missed calls from “Gege (´ω｀*)”.
The last one was from 8 minutes ago. You blinked and checked the time. 1:27PM.
…
…
!
You jumped out of bed and frantically called Caleb back. Your hands were shaking. It rang. Once. Twice.
“Pipsqueak!”
His voice felt like a breath of fresh air. The tightness in your chest left. Your eyes teared up as you heard Caleb's sweet voice through your phone's speaker.
“Gege! I'm so sorry for missing your call. Where are you?! I-I miss you. Come home now!” Your voice cracks at the end as your vision blurred and tears rolled down your warm cheeks.
“Aww, is my little princess crying over me? Don't worry, meimei! I'm on my way home now! It'll be about 2 hours before I get home. Just wanted to call you as soon as they gave me my phone back. I missed your sweet voice,” Caleb exclaimed.
Your heart thumped against your chest. Your gege is finally coming home. You suddenly felt the urge to be sick.
“I missed your voice too, gege… please come home safely.”
“Alright then. I'll leave you alone so you can fully wake up. Seems like the moment your ge isn't around, your whole sleep schedule collapses. Tsk, you know you should be asleep by midnight.”
You laughed as he reprimanded you for sleeping in so late. There was no bite behind those words. Still, you felt queasy. And kind of nervous.
“Pips, I'll see you soon okay? Gotta do some paperwork first. See you soon, princess.”
“Get here quickly! I can't wait another second. Hurry gege!”
You hear papers shuffle in the background and a muted laugh followed by a muffled “brat”.
“Okay okay, m'gonna hang up now. Be good, pips.”
You ended the call and immediately fell back onto his bed. You stared at the ceiling. Your Caleb was finally coming back. You squirmed in excitement. You felt the need to prepare something special for him. You sprung into action.
As you frantically climbed into the shower, you brushed your teeth at the same time, while also ordering the ingredients to make braised chicken wings for delivery. You silently thanked god for the fast and cheap delivery services in Linkon.
Braised chicken wings were Caleb's signature dish that he'd whip out whenever you felt down. You've helped him make it so much that you had practically perfected the recipe as well.
You quickly finish showering and put on your clothes. You choose a cute babydoll top you had thrifted with Caleb, and some basic shorts. You make sure to put on your favorite earrings (gifted to you by Caleb) & your favorite necklace (also gifted by Caleb). You go with your favorite hairstyle and you finally look at your entire outfit in the mirror. Very cute.
You checked your watch for the time and started running towards the front floor to get your groceries. 50 minutes have already passed and you haven't even started cooking. Sob.
You immediately started cooking. You even put on the apron Caleb had gifted you when you complained about getting sauce splatters on your shirt. You surprise yourself with how fast and easily you're getting everything done. Ugh, if only Caleb let you cook more often, you were sure you could make better dishes than him.
By the time hour 2 rolls around, the braised wings are almost ready. You prepared sweet potato fries, celery sticks and a homemade ranch to go with the wings. You thanked Caleb in your head for the ridiculous amount of kitchen appliances he had.
You set the table and finally sat patiently at the table awaiting Caleb's arrival. Your heart was beating faster than usual. You didn’t understand why you were nervous. You finally get to see your Caleb after 3 weeks and you were busy trying to not shake like a leaf. You didn't even bother putting on makeup because you knew you would cry like a baby.
You anxiously checked your watch.
3:56PM. Anytime now.
You pulled out your phone and made sure you don't have a hair out of place when you hear keys jingle at the front door. The door opens. You don't even remember it, but you found yourself bolting towards the door, almost tripping on your shoes by the doorway.
He stood at the doorway, smiling down at you with open arms. You threw yourself at him. Tears immediately started spilling. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face into his neck. He spun you around, holding on tightly to your waist.
“Woah- hey sweetheart. How's my favorite person ever been holding up?” Caleb asked, stroking your hair and your back as you cry your eyes out.
His familiar scent bought a whirlwind of emotions to surge through you. You hugged him so tightly, you sniffed him and yes, he still smelled like the same old Caleb. Spicy, like cinnamon.
“Gege… you were gone for s-so long…” you stuttered out, weakly slapping his shoulder. He laughed and just held you tighter. He pressed his chin on the top of your head.
“I'm sorry, meimei. I didn't know it would take 3 weeks to complete this mission… but I'm here now. Let's go inside.”
He carried you inside with one hand while carrying his suitcase in his other hand. He set his suitcase down and walked towards the living room. He settled on the couch with you still on top of him. You wiggled as you made yourself more comfortable.
“Hey pretty girl. Show me your face. I haven't seen you in a while. Have you been eating properly? You feel lighter. Don't tell me you have been skipping meals.”
You lifted your head up from his neck. You stared into his eyes. You could get lost in them. His words barely register in your head.
“Huh? Wha…? I've been eating everyday, don't worry. But you… you look different. Did they even feed you up there?! You look so skinny! Hmph, and you even have eyebags. What on earth did they have you doing?!” You retorted, not even realizing how bratty you sound. It wasn't your fault though, Caleb made you this way.
“Oh hush. You have awful eye bags too… Anyway… I missed you so much. I thought about you every single day. I just prayed that you were doing okay. And it seems like you are. You don't even need your gege anymore, do you? Looks like you have everything under control…” Caleb said, caressing your face. You smiled, taking the compliment even though you know you had been a pathetic failure for about 2 weeks straight.
“Of course I still need you, gege… I hate doing laundry,” you pouted, remembering how tedious it is to sort your clothes and pair your socks. He chuckles and flicks your forehead. Ow.
“Spoiled brat. Tch, I'm surprised you even did laundry,” He laughed.
You felt at ease. You stuffed your face back into his neck and settled into his arms. You had missed your Caleb so much. It seemed like he missed you too. You felt his fingers brush against your back, and his other hand was on your neck, holding you close. Time seemed to slow down, and you felt his breathing slow. You peeked up from his neck and saw him dozing off. You stifled a laugh and went to hold his face.
Caleb had always been stunning. Even in school, all the girls would have crushes on him. Some even tried to be your friend just to try and get close to Caleb! Hmph! God, the days before holidays were the worst. Caleb’s locker would be full to the brim, with handmade cards, handmade chocolates, expensive colognes, desperate letters with confessions of love, and one year on his birthday, a fellow classmate arrived with custom balloons and cake.
You felt your ears heat up at the memory, more from embarrassment than jealousy… But your Caleb was not only handsome, he was a gentleman. He would kindly accept the gifts, but firmly decline their advances. And somehow, none of them would take offense… his charm was admirable. He turned down so many girls that he earned himself a nickname. Xia Yizhou, The Handsome Older Brother Who Refuses To Be Claimed. Caleb would share his spoils with you after he got home, and he would tell you about all the girls he turned down, and you would be silently gleeful.
He never had a girlfriend.
Caleb always made sure every one of your demands was taken care of, his sister complex would skyrocket during holidays. Flowers, food, spa certificates, shopping sprees, movie dates, thick packets filled with money (now that you’re thinking about it, he had a questionable amount of money at the age of 17). He loved seeing your eyes light up after he gave you gifts, and he loved the way you would hug him so tightly and kiss his cheek a million times.
“Never settle. If you ever find someone else in the future, make sure they treat you as well as I do. That’s a feat in itself. Don’t accept anything less.”
You smiled at the memories.
You hand brushed against his chin, you could feel his stubble growing back in. your fingers traced the outline of his jaw, and you felt your face heat up as he opened his eyes and gave you a crooked smile.
“Not asleep yet, pips. Might wanna wait until I’m actually sleeping to feel me up.”
“Caleb!” you squeaked, pushing yourself off of him. Your cheeks were hot and you rolled your eyes. Ugh, how could your older brother say that! Well… he’s technically not your blood brother so… wait… why are you actually entertaining that thought? You failed miserably to push aside that thought, but it was true. You, in fact, had a brother complex too.
Caleb was just so perfect in every single way you could possibly imagine. He’s an amazing cook, cleans the house, does the grocery shopping, does your laundry, drives you anywhere you want to go, buys you anything you could ever want, is the smartest person you know and has a prestigious job where he earns too much money. He was the perfect man. The only man in your life.
You weren’t dull. Every time you made a new guy friend, he would only last a couple weeks before he slowly stopped answering your chats. At first you were puzzled. You thought you must be uninteresting or ugly or something, because it seemed like all the guys at school avoided you. It took you too long to notice. To notice the strained smile Caleb gave you when he welcomed you back home after a group hangout. The glare he would give boys when he picked you up after school. The way he would wrap his arm around your shoulders or make you hold onto his arm whenever any man came near you. He was possessive, and he wasnt trying very hard to hide it.
You shook your head, trying to get rid of the thought.
You stood in front of him, hands on your hips, glaring. He stared back at you, with a pout because you weren’t on top of him anymore.
“So are you gonna eat the dinner prepared by your favorite sister? Or will my efforts go to waste?”
Caleb smiled at you and shook his head.
“Refusing you isn’t in my nature, is it? Show me what you made.”
About an hour after dinner, (which Caleb absolutely loved) Caleb went to take a shower.
“Gonna freshen up so I don’t stink up the house,” Caleb said, winking at you as he finished placing the dishes on the drying rack. You nodded, silently dying on the inside because you really did like his natural scent. Sigh.
While he finished taking a shower, you finished cleaning the kitchen, leaving it spotless. You were satisfied, and you finally allowed yourself to rest in your room. You made sure to leave the door open, a silent invitation.
The house wasn't huge, so you could hear the water running in the bathroom. You heard it being shut off. A few seconds pass and a dripping Caleb emerges.
A white towel is wrapped around his waist, his dog tags pressed against his chest. His hair is darker, wet, and messy, kind of like a wet dog. His eyes are big and wet, also like a wet dog.
A slow heat rose to your face, and you tried not to look at a certain forbidden location because that's your dear brother… so your eyes quickly tried to make direct eye contact with Caleb. Without fail, against your wishes, your eyes glanced down his whole wet body, seeing his chiseled washboard abs, deep v line, a trail of black hair leading into his crotch… and you suspiciously spent more than half a second looking at his dick print. Heat rushed between your legs. He was gifted.
You silently begged whatever higher being to kill you, it was your time. Sob.
Caleb didn’t seem to notice, or he was an incredible actor.
“Wanna watch a movie in my room? Or we can watch one of those shows you always watch… what's it called… Love Island Linkon?" He asks, water still dripping from his hair onto his chest.
“Uh yeah! I'll be there in a sec!”
So awkward.
“Yay! I'll go get dressed then ‘cos I just realized I'm basically half naked in front of you…” Caleb says and scurries off.
You lay back down. You stare at the ceiling. Since when did your brother get so hot and so strong? You can't deny you felt yourself getting a little tingly seeing his flushed wet chest.
Your brother finally comes back home after a 3 week trip and all you wanna do is fuck him. You silently pray today is the day.
You preoccupy your mind by making a bowl of popcorn. Once it's done, you mentally prepare yourself to enter Caleb's room. You take a deep breath and enter.
Caleb is leaning against the bed's headboard. He's wearing a loose t shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. He smiles at you and pats the empty spot next to him. He's so cute.
“Pips! You beat me to it, I was just gonna make popcorn too!” He laughs, taking the bowl from your hands as you climb over him to settle into the empty spot. You tuck yourself against his shoulder and he starts feeding you popcorn while some action film plays on his TV.
You catch yourself smiling after hearing Caleb giggle at some lame joke during the movie. You think back to when you were children. Caleb used to build blanket forts in the living room, and he would prepare your favorite snacks for movie nights. He would pull out his portable DVD player and set it on the floor covered with blankets and pillows. He gave you the softest blankets. He always let you pick the movie. He'd sit through them all, no complaints, giggling when you laughed, holding you when you cried (the dog died in the movie that time), he let you hide your face against him, shivering and holding him tight when the movie got too scary. He always made sure you had everything you needed.
This was no different. You missed it. You subtly look up at his face, and you catch him staring down at you. There's softness, tenderness in his gaze. It makes your heart flutter. A faint blush creeps up on his cheeks and his ears and you feel your face heat up. Neither of you say anything, both too shy like a pair of teenagers.
You try to focus back on the movie but you're too aware of how warm his body feels beside you. So warm. He smells so good too. Clean. You sink lower into the bed , letting yourself become one with the mattress. You snuggle closer to Caleb.
Your breathing slows. The horrible mood you've been carrying for weeks finally goes away. You're wrapped up in his gentle but sturdy warmth. You feel so safe.
Sleep slowly pulls you under, your last thought is clear though. You're so glad to have your gege back. You know he'll protect you, he'll love you as much as you love him and he'll take care of you in every way he can.
You startle awake. The room is too warm and something heavy is pinning you down. Your eyes struggle to adjust to the pitch black room. Slowly, you remember where you are. You’re in Caleb’s room. You fell asleep during the movie. And you feel something thick and hard pressing against your lower belly.
Your eyes widen as you feel Caleb slowly grind into you. He’s holding you tight, one arm is around your waist and the other is wrapped around the back of your neck, his hand dangling beside your face. You can feel his warm breath on your forehead.
What the fuck what the fuck what th-
Your mind is racing. Caleb is humping you. Your breath quickens as your eyes dart up to meet his eyes, only to find them closed. His eyebrows are furrowed, and his lips are slightly parted.
You know you should stop him. Wake him up. You know if you don’t, he’ll do something he cannot take back. Against his will. But your body can’t move. It won’t move. It doesn’t want to move. You start to say his name but it dies in your throat. Those feelings you kept deep in your heart, woven into your heart, unravel. Your love for Caleb doesn’t waver, and the guilt hits you like a truck. But one feeling triumphs all. Your desperation.
You roll your hips, and you bite your lip as Caleb’s clothed cock rubs against your sensitive clit. You look up to see if Caleb had woken up but you're met with closed eyes, tense eyebrows and flushed cheeks.
He grinds into you again, moving his hand from your waist to your butt. You can't help but whine at the feeling, the feeling of his fat cock rubbing you through your soaked panties. You're delirious.
Am I dreaming…?
You thought briefly, and realized it wouldn't make a difference whether this was real or not. You were still going to take advantage of the situation that was practically handed to you by god himself.
Your face is hot as you keep rubbing your clothed clit against his clothed dick. You hear Caleb groan and the sound goes straight to your wet cunt. Your hips move against his, at an agonizingly slow pace, it has to be slow, or else he'll wake up.
You feel your shorts start to dampen, and you can't help but rub yourself harder against your big brother. You mewl and hide your face in his chest as your hips start moving at a dangerous pace. Your mind is clouded, you can't think straight. You feel like a feral animal in heat, your only goal being one thing; get your brother fat cock inside of you.
Your thighs start to shake as you sloppily hump Caleb's dick, you feel yourself selfishly chase your high. You bite your lip so hard it starts to bleed and your breathing is so labored that you almost care about waking Caleb up. Almost. But it feels too good.
Your eyes fill with tears as your orgasm finally arrives, and you mewl loudly. Your leg presses Caleb closer. You can feel his dick throb through his sweatpants. Your thighs shake and you practically sob into his chest. His smell becomes ten times more intense this close. He smells perfect, this is everything you ever wanted, you think. But it's not. You need his cock inside of you. The guilt you felt is long forgotten. You're still shivering from your orgasm as you try to move your leg off of Caleb, and you hear Caleb stir, groan in confusion, and then gasp.
Fuck.
In a blink, Caleb bolts from the bed to the bedroom door. His face is flushed pink, his ears are red and his breathing is ragged. The moonlight filtered through the blinds, he looked perfect.
Vulnerable. Guilty. Aroused.
You whined at the sudden loss of warmth. You were still drunk off your orgasm.
He spoke first.
"I- what happened? What did I do?"
His voice cracked, you could see tears form in his eyes.
"I didn't m-mean to, meimei. Please believe me. I-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," Caleb's voice was devastated, thick with guilt. He looked like a scared puppy.
As much as your heart raced seeing him so destroyed, you had to let him know that no, he did not rape you. Quite the contrary, in fact. You were the one who took advantage of him.
"C-Caleb, it's not what it looks like," you say, your voice uneven. "You didn't do anything wrong… it was me. But trust me, this is a line I wanted to cross. I want you. I need you, Caleb. I can't keep living my life ignoring these feelings deep within me… please. C-can you indulge your meimei like you always do?"
Caleb looks at you, his expression shocked. But it shifts quickly. He looks angry. Your eyes sting as tears begin to form, embarrassment and shame creeping up on you. Did he even feel the same about you? How could you just thrust this choice on him? It didn't even feel like a choice, it felt like a demand, and in a way it was. Your confession was hasty and messy, there was no room for him to step away. You asked him for everything and he gave you everything and more, but was this something he would accept? Was this something he was willing to give you, throwing out his boundaries and morals, everything, just for you?
There's a heavy and long pause, the room is thick with tension. You feel yourself shrink back, wishing that the bed would swallow you. Caleb's gaze was so heavy, it was so intense, it was suffocating. He took three steps and reached the bed. He towered over you. His hand reached out to caress your face. You accepted. He took a deep breath, and looked down at you.
"Have you any idea what you did?" he says, his voice barely above a whisper.
You're too afraid to meet his gaze. He continues regardless.
"It hurts to see the person you love… reach this level of desperation. The need to take without asking. I don't blame you though. No. I made you this way. And because I made you this way, I will take responsibility for your actions. But will you take responsibility for mine?" Caleb strokes your hair softly. He leans down and you feel his warm breath brush against your ear. "Will you?"
Caleb won't take no for an answer. You started this after all. You nod.
“Good… you're a smart girl. You know how to get your gege to do anything you want. When I told you to wait until I was asleep to feel me up, I didn't think you would do it. But honestly, in the back of my mind, I really prayed you would. After being gone for three weeks, not being able to see your sweet face, it took a toll on me. But I think you know exactly what it feels like, right meimei?”
He climbs into the bed with you. You gasp as you feel yourself become lighter, and you're suddenly plopped on top of Caleb, right into his lap. His evol.
“Will you help me bear our sin?”
His hands settle on your hips, you can feel them shaking. You finally meet his eyes, you look down. His eyes are tinged red, but his gaze was heavy. He holds eye contact for a brief second, before focusing on your lips. His hand squeezes your hip, silently asking for permission. You accept. He leans forward.
His lips are warm. Slightly chapped, because Skyhaven is dry. The kiss is gentle. There's no rush. You can't leave anyway. You don't want to. The line has been crossed, erased, destroyed.
Caleb's eyes are closed, he savors you. His lips part slightly, allowing your tongue to slip inside. You give his tongue a tentative kitten lick, and Caleb moans into your mouth.
“Do you know how long I've dreamed of this? All these feelings, I've pushed them back my whole life. What kind of brother would I be… if I just… just…”
Caleb breaks the kiss, panting loudly. The tears you had welled up finally rolled down your cheek. This is everything. This is perfect. Caleb is perfect.
You take one of his hands and press his palm against your cheek. He catches your tears with his thumb.
“Don't think I didn’t know what you were doing, meimei. Hmm? Always tracking my location, getting angry when anyone would get near me. You're just as awful as me aren't you, princess?”
You look away from him, your face getting impossibly hot. You don't like being put on the spot. Even if you're in the wrong.
“Do you want it bad? Do you want your big brother dick?” Caleb's breath ghosted around your ear. “You’re shivering. Can I warm you up?”
He pressed his lips against your sensitive neck, not waiting for an answer. His hands held your waist so tightly, you knew it'd leave a bruise. He pressed your body closer to his, flush.
Caleb left open mouthed kisses all over your neck. He made his way back to your lips, but this time, his kiss was anything but gentle. It was angry, seeking relief; a relief only you could give him.
He can't keep his hands still. They roamed. Roamed all over your back, your thighs, your ass. You could feel his calloused hands under your shirt, against your tummy. Your body is soft and pliant against his hard and rough body. He could get drunk off this feeling. Feeling how big and strong he is compared to you. You who are so delicate and sweet like an apple blossom.
His hands creeped up your shirt. You felt him hesitate right before he reached your tits. This won't do. You want his hands all over you.
You break away from his suffocating kisses and pull your shirt over your head, tossing it somewhere on the floor. Caleb's breathing is ragged. His lips are swollen and wet, his pupils were blown. His eyes are almost completely black.
He didn't ask for permission anymore. You bore yourself to him. You need him as much as he needs you.
His lips wrap around your nipple, and you hiss at the feeling. Too warm, so wet. You can feel his dick throb against your cunt. He swirls his tongue around your nipple, and sucks. A gasp tore through you. It feels so good. He's so good. You run your hands through his hair, tightening and pulling hard as he teases your tits.
He moans loudly at the feeling, the feeling of your cute nipple hardening in his mouth and the way you grip his hair so tightly that it hurts. His teeth graze your nipple and you jump.
“C-Caleb! Don't do th-”.
He abruptly stops. He pulls away from your chest, a thin strand of saliva stretching between your tit and his mouth. You whimper as the cold air hits your chest, making your nipples so hard they ache.
Caleb grabs your chin. His grip is tight. It hurts. You freeze.
“Shh… it's gege to you. Gege will take care of you. Let your gege take what he needs, okay?”
You nod, quickly. He smiles and pressed a soft kiss on your tear stained cheek. Such a small detail, it felt so tender and loving, you almost start crying again. Gege will take care of you. Gege loves you.
“Can you lay on your back for me, pips? M'wanna see all of you.”
You oblige. You shimmy off of him and lay down. Your head hits the pillow and you're waiting, it's agonizing. It's only a couple seconds before he's on top of you, caging you in between his arms.
He starts at your neck. Gentle wet kisses all over you. He's patient. He works his way down to your chest, leaving a trail of red marks all over your tits. His hand fondles one of your boobs while the other is holding up his body, he doesn't want to crush you.
“You’re perfect. Made just for me,” he murmurs, pressing hasty kisses on your chest. You shiver at the feeling of his mouth all over you, the cold air in the room making his touch scorching hot against your soft skin.
He makes his way down even lower, kissing all over your tummy. Your cunt clenched with each of his soft touches. He’s between your legs now, and he leans his head on your lower stomach, staring up at you with those big wet puppy eyes. His hand hooks onto your shorts and panties, and he removes them both in a swift motion. You gasp at the sudden movement, trying to close your legs in embarrassment. Your cunt is so wet, you’re basically dripping. Caleb catches your legs.
“You’re so cute, meimei. Let gege take a look, okay? Don’t be shy…”
He lifts his head and moves further down the bed, laying on his stomach. His hands hold your thighs, spreading your legs open. Your face is so hot, you feel lightheaded. He looks at your sopping cunt.
“So wet… are you this excited for me?” Caleb says, his thumbs rubbing circles into your inner thighs. There’s a terrifying hunger in his eyes. His gaze swallows you completely. His fingers trail carefully over your thighs, and stop right above your mound. He’s so close, your hips buck against his hand involuntarily. He laughs at you. You can’t take it anymore, he’s taking too fucking long.
“Gege… I want you to fuck me.”
You grab his hand and press his palm on your wet cunt. You whine, finally some fucking friction against your sensitive clit. Caleb’s eyes widen, shock apparent on his face. But he quickly regains his composure. He shakes his head.
“Fuck, you drive me crazy,” he murmurs. He shakes your hand off and places it at your side. Suddenly, you feel an invisible force weigh down on your arms. You can’t move them.
Fuck Caleb and his stupid fucking evol-
You barely finish your thought when you feel Caleb’s fingers spread your cunt open. You see him move his mouth right above your clit. You feel his warm breath against your pussy. He sighs shakily, nosing your mound and inhaling deeply. You smelled slightly like his body wash. Fuck, if he wasn’t rock hard before, he definitely was now. Your scent drove him insane.
His arms held your thighs up, and he hooked your legs above his shoulders. He finally dipped down, and licked your sensitive clit.
You practically saw stars.
Caleb groaned against your pussy, hooking his thumbs on your lips and spreading them wide open. Your cute hole clenched around nothing. He leaned down and licked a stripe from your aching entrance to your throbbing clit. His tongue collected some of your sweet slick, and he savored it like a starving man. You tasted so good. The sounds coming out of you were addictive, he started rubbing his stiff cock against the mattress. You tried hiding your face in the pillows as he began to suck on your clit, but he stopped and pinched your thigh.
“Look at me, baby. Look at how good your gege makes you feel.”
He twirls his tongue around your clit and you moan loudly. He’s so good. So so good to you. He places sloppy kisses all over your cunt, he’s no longer holding back. He’s slurping and moaning against your cunt, taking it all. His eyes bore into yours, he takes in how beautiful and shy you look. Your eyes filled with tears and your mouth letting out the sweetest sounds, just for him, all for him. He bullies your clit and you feel a heat coil in your stomach, it burns, you need sweet relief so bad. You begin humping his face, grinding against it and hissing when his nose bumps against your clit.
“Yes, fuck. Use me however you want. Fuck, wanna give you everything I have.”
It’s too much. Your hips stutter, your calves tighten and the tight coil in your belly finally snaps. You moan so loudly, you surprise yourself. It’s heavenly. You feel the weight on your arms disappear and you whimper as Caleb licks your pussy one last time. He looks up at you, his face so fucked out and his pupils blown. You try to close your legs but Caleb doesn’t allow you to.
“I’m not done with you yet. Fuck, you’re so fucking good for me… meimei, can you still take gege’s cock? You can handle more, right baby? C’mon, you’re practically ready for me already, aren’t you? Let gege stretch you out with his fingers okay? Don’t wanna hurt you, pips.”
“Gege, need you s’bad… please,” you whisper. “Take it off,” you say as you tug at his shirt.
In a swift movement, Caleb takes off his shirt and throws it beside you.
In the pale moonlight, he looks irresistible. His lips are swollen and wet with your slick, and his chest is covered in a light sheen of sweat. He climbs back on top of you, and kisses you roughly. His teeth clash with yours and you whine, letting him take control. You feel his long fingers spread your lips again, and finally, you feel him press a finger inside of you.
His finger is thick and long, and it reaches an area inside you that your much smaller fingers could never reach. You pant into his mouth, wrapping your arms around his neck. You pull him closer.
“Meimei, you're so tight, you can barely take my finger… will you even be able to take my cock? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it fits perfectly. You were made for me anyways, right meimei?” Caleb whispers into your ear. You moan in response.
“Ngh… y-yes gege. Made just for you… more please…”
He indulges you. He slips in another finger. You’re so tight and warm, you clench around his fingers. He scissors his fingers inside of you, stretching you so deliciously, you mewl in his ear. You can’t wait any longer, you need his cock inside now.
“Fuck, gege, I need you now. I need you inside. Need your cock so bad.”
Caleb shudders, your words going straight to his neglected cock. He almost forgot how fucking hard he was. It hurt. He needed to fuck you now.
“I’ll make you completely mine.”
Caleb moves to sit between your legs, taking off his sweatpants and underwear at the same time. You prop yourself up and stare. A trail of black hair thickens as it reaches the base of his flushed cock. It looks heavy. His tip is an angry pink color, and it’s glistening with precum.
He strokes his cock, once, twice, staring straight into your soul. He moves closer and rubs his dick between your puffy cunt. Your juices coat his cock completely. His breathing is labored now. His cheeks are so pink, you’ve never seen him so flustered, so turned on.
Your hand reaches down to rub the head of his cock and he shudders as your small hand palms him. Your hand can barely wrap around it.
“B-before I- uh, put it in… I have to tell you something.”
You look up at him through your lashes but you find him staring off to the side, as if he suddenly got shy.
“I- this is the first time I’ve ever, uh… had sex?”
You stare at him. He avoids your gaze. You sit up on your knees, and you caress his cheek. He’s so warm.
“Gege… I’m all yours. I want to be your first. I want to be your only one. Please… I love you.”
Caleb finally meets your gaze, and he leans down to press his lips against yours. It’s short and sweet. He pulls away and gently pushes you down on the bed. His face is still red, but he looks much more relaxed with your reassurance. He slots himself between your legs, rubbing your ankle with one hand, and shyly takes your hand with his other.
“Tell me if anything hurts.”
“Gege, please.”
Caleb prods your entrance with his fat tip, chuckling as you gasp for air. Your heart is thudding against your chest so loudly, you think he can hear it.
Slowly, he pushes inside of you and fuck. You're so fucking wet for him, Caleb struggles to not cum instantly. Your plush walls clench around him. You’re so wet for him that he’s shocked at how easily your sticky cunt sucks him in. He bottoms out. He doesn’t move.
Your pussy is clenching around his dick. He lets out a small groan and drapes himself over you. You wrap your legs around his back, pushing him even further inside of you. His hand settles on your waist again, this time gripping you so tightly, like he never wants to let you go. He won't let you go.
"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," he moans into your neck, licking and biting into your ear. "You're perfect, baby. My perfect little sister's pussy made just for me,- fuck, my cock fits like a fucking glove doesn't it?"
The stretch was overwhelming. Your big brother cock was massive. You gasped and dug your nails deep into Caleb's back. He hissed in pain but you felt his cock throb. The burn only lasted a couple seconds. He had prepped you so well, he can feel your much smaller body adjust to accommodate his cock. He pushed into you harder.
"I can barely fit. Fuck, m'gonna start moving now."
He pulled out and thrust back in, so deep and slow, savoring the way your legs shook around him. Your eyes were brimmed with tears again. You were so fucking full, you felt his cock kiss your cervix. You cry out. He responds by pounding into you harder.
He whines into your ear as his strong hips pick up the pace, fucking into you roughly now. You squeal as you feel him fuck you deep. Your body goes limp as you feel his fat tip touch your sweet spot. You see stars and contort your face into a mixture of pain or pleasure, you aren't sure anymore. The line between them is blurred. Caleb notices and you feel his thrusts start to get more erratic.
"Does it feel good here? Are you going to cum for your gege again?" He coos into your ear. He roughly sucks another red mark into your skin. He soothes it by licking over it. His movements are more sloppy. He knows he incredibly close.
"Meimei, I was saving myself for you, and it actually happened, hah. Fuck. Do you want your gege to cum inside your cute cunt and make you his forever?"
He sits up higher, and lifts your hips up with him. With this new angle, he fucks into you even harder than before. Sweat is trickling down his forehead and his eyes are watery. This new angle makes him kiss your sweet spot with every thrust. You can hear him panting, and you turn your head towards him to take it all in. His feverish intense gaze making you feel small. His intimate stare makes you shy, and he notices. He bends down to give you a sloppy but passionate kiss. His tongue explores your mouth and his fat cock continues to piston into you. Your feel his hips stutter and his moans getting louder.
"Meimei, m'so close, wanna cum inside you, mine forever…" he mumbles into your neck.
Your legs instinctively wrap tighter around him, not allowing him to even attempt to pull out. His hips quicken, he's slamming into you harshly. He brings his thumb to your clit and massages it so you can cum together. The feeling is too intense, you find yourself biting into the crook of his neck. Caleb whimpers into your neck, and his breath hitches. His movements grow even more frantic. Each thrust is more urgent than the last. Finally, with one last forceful thrust, he cums deep inside of you. A low whimper escapes his throat as he releases into you. Hot spurts of thick cum fill up your cunt and your pussy milks his cock dry.
You claw at his back as you reach your own orgasm. You draw blood but he doesn't care. He relishes the pain. Anything you give him, he accepts, no questions asked. Even if it hurts him.
Both of you are panting, and you feel Caleb settle on top of you. It's a comfortable weight. He runs his hands down your body, caressing your bruises softly, a silent apology. You can feel his thick cum trying to seep out of your abused hole but he makes no attempt to move. He lifts his head up to stare down at you. A tear runs down his cheek and it lands on your face. You tenderly hold his face, as if he's the most delicate piece of china in your grandma's cabinet. You hold his gaze.
A comfortable silence falls into the room. Caleb's voice cracks as he finally speaks.
"I love you."
He presses a final kiss onto your lips, this time it's soft. He doesn't want to break you. You're the most important person in his life, and he adores you with all his heart. Your fingers trace the red bite mark you left on his neck. He smiles. You smile back.
"Let's get you cleaned up, okay?"
Caleb finally pulls his cock out of you and you wince at the loss. His cum starts to seep out onto his sheets. You gingerly look at the sheets then look at him with a "I am SO sorry" expression but he waves you away.
"Don't worry about that, I'll take care of it."
He gets off the bed and quickly puts on his sweatpants. He lifts you off the bed with ease. You wrap your arms around his neck and close your eyes as he takes you to the bathroom. He sets you down on a nearby chair while he starts a hot bath for both of you.
You realize how tired you are, your limbs feel so heavy. You rest your eyes and start to doze off. You startle awake when Caleb picks you up again to put you in the tub.
"Hey pips, it's just me. The bath is done, sit with me."
The sweet aroma of lavender fills the room and you practically moan as Caleb lowers you in the hot water. He sits behind you, making you lean against him. He dimmed the lights for you, and is playing your favorite music on a speaker for you too. You sigh and shift all your weight onto your gege.
"I'll clean you up,okay?" Caleb says, cupping water and pouring it on your hair. You hum in agreement and let him pamper you. He shampooing skills are to die for. You feel yourself doze off again as he works his fingers into your hair, massaging your scalp. You awaken as he grabs a wash rag with your favorite body wash (it's his body wash). He gently scrubs your body for you, lifting your arms and getting all your crevices. It doesn't feel sexual at all, it feels peaceful. You wonder if this is how it feels when a mama cat bathes its kitten.
"Caleb, let me wash your hair."
He nods and turns you around so you're facing him. Although the lights are dim in the bathroom you can still see his bashful face. So cute, you want to eat him up. You pour some shampoo onto his head and you start to lather him up. He scrunches his nose as some of the shampoo runs into his eyes.
"Oh no! I'm sorry!" you say, quickly splashing his face with water to get rid of the soap. He rubs his eyes and stares at you. Just like a wet puppy. So freaking cute.
You finish lathering his hair and you help him rinse with the shower head. He washes his own body, much to your dismay, insisting you relax. The water is turning cold as you both finish rinsing off. You shiver as Caleb gets out to grab a towel for you from the dryer. You stand as he wraps you tightly in the warm towel, and he picks you up again to carry you to your room this time. To be fair, his room was a mess.
He already had your clothes picked out for you. A cute pair of underwear with a little bow on the front, one of his worn shirts and a pair of fluffy socks. He sets you down on the bed and begins drying you. You try to protest but he shushes you. He at least lets you wrap your hair in a towel.
Caleb rubs your favorite lotion all over your skin, and begins to dress you too. You want to feel shy but you're so tired, you don't care anymore. He slips your underwear on for you, followed by his oversized shirt, and ended with your socks. Caleb is just wearing a loose pair of pajamas that sit really low on his waist. He picks you up again and takes you to your bathroom where all your skincare and hair products are.
He carefully detangles your hair for you while you lazily do your skincare. He brings out the blow dryer he gifted you for Christmas, and starts to dry your hair for you. It takes a bit, but your hair is finally dry. You end up returning the favor and you blow dry his hair too, while making him wear a sheet mask. Both of you are exhausted. He carries you over to your bed and sets you down carefully, tucking the blankets over you. He turns his back to leave and you cry out to him.
"D-don't leave!"
Caleb turns around and chuckles. He presses a kiss to you forehead.
"I'm just gonna get us a glass of water. I'll be back in 5 seconds."
You nod, noticing that you are actually very parched. He comes back with a glass of water with a straw and sets it on your nightstand. He climbs into your bed with you, pulling you close to him. He spoons you. You settle into a calm quiet mood, both of you breathing slowly. Caleb plays with a strand of your hair. He speaks first.
"You know everything will be different from now on, right?" he starts. You turn around to be face to face with him.
"I know."
"I know that we are technically adopted siblings but… I don't know if I want anyone to know about us. I want to keep you to myself. I don't want anyone to hurt you or judge you."
"Caleb, I want to be yours. And I don't care what people think. We can move to another country, we can start a new life together. Where it's just us, building our lives up from scratch, but this time, as a couple, without people staring. Without people judging."
Caleb sighs, and smooths out your shirt sleeve.
"I always want to be your gege, pips. We'll work this out somehow, don't worry your little head over anything. I've got it under control."
You smile and give Caleb a little kiss on his nose.
"I'll bear this sin with you, gege. Forever"