rating: 18+. mdni.
content: incest/twincest, physical descriptions are used
word count: 369
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āMother and father do not seem to care,ā Regulus states, his arms over his chest. His buttons are open just a tad too much. A tad too scandalously. The fourth button popped as if it were meant to be. You looked away with flushed cheeks. Your snow-colored skin stained with a bright flush.
āMother and father are weird,ā you fire back, tone stern.
Regulus snorts at your words. āWeird, you say? Youāre so juvenile, sister. The Blackās have done this for generations.ā He pats the bed beside him, ācome.ā
You shake your head, holding your ground. āNo. Sirius said your mind is poisoned. He said you said something dirty about me.ā
āSo what if I did?ā He counters, head tilted to the right. āYou are my betrothed. Desire is only natural.ā
You scowl slightly, ādonāt be disgusting. Mother said-ā
āOh, shut it, will you?ā
You pause as your twin brother stands, his eyes boring into yours as he approaches. You look up at him, smaller, softer, weaker. āDonāt act like a child. Itās unbecoming of a woman of your caliber. Because that is what you are now. A woman. My woman.ā
You shudder as a large hand trails over your collarbone, touch gentle as it ghosts over the top of your dress. His palm engulfs your delicate breast, padded with only your thin nightgown.Ā
āSee these?ā His eyes meet yours again, āyouāre no child. Enough of this crying to mommy.ā
You swallow, looking at the man in front of you. Looking as familiar as your reflection in the mirror. Because that is what he is. You. Only, so different now. You had almost begun to fear him. Almost.
āYou should be thankful mother and father chose us to marry.ā His hand lingers on your breast, eyes glancing down where your cleavage disappeared beneath silk. āWould you rather someone else? Some filthy man to paw at your sweet skin?ā He squeezes the flesh tenderly, āor me? Your brother who will never dream of harming you, my sweet girl.ā
His hand finally leaves your chest and you let out a breath you didnāt know you were holding. āJust be good and let this happen. Iāll make sure you yearn for me.ā
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"mother makes sounds," regulus breathes, bare pale chest rising and falling quicker than usual as he gazes up at you perched on his hips.
"I can't. you said to be quiet." you stop your bouncing and rest on top of him. he shifts beneath your weight, his cock leaking against his stomach where it lays flat. your slick lips part around his shaft, the scorching heat making his eyes flutter. you tuck short inky curls behind your ear as you look down at him, longer coils draped over your exposed breasts.
regulus's fingers twitch, aching to push your hair over your shoulders and take in the unfamiliar sight of your bare skin. the milky expanse of your collarbones to the swell of your chest and expanse of your tummy. "just... just try."
āI donāt like this game,ā you huff, resuming the bouncing on his hard cock. your cheeks heat as you begin to mimic the moans of pleasure youād heard from your mother. you glance down, watching sticky strings of slick connect you to your brother as you work on top of him.
regulusās eyes shut, his face contorting as an unfamiliar heat pools in his lower belly. ājust a little longer,ā he says through gritted teeth. āwe can play your game next.ā
perhaps regulus did feel guilty. but, it was too late to back out now. his tip was already being deliciously squeezed by your resistant hole. his heated flesh was already stuck to your back.
he pushes in further, his eyes shut as tightly as possible as his hand is clamped over your mouth. tears fall against his hand and pooling between his thin fingers. a groan catches in his throat at the same time a pained sob leaves yours, muffled slightly by his palm. regulus panics briefly, attempting to focus past the pleasure to hear for any sign of movement in the still home.
father had warned regulus and sirius against this very act. orion was possessive, especially about you. only orion was allowed to do this. it is a fathers right to claim his daughter, heād say. and the two sons had dutifully behaved. perhaps one day they would have their own daughter.
it wasnāt until sirius had made a passing comment that the idea of fucking you took root in his mind and grew with each day. youāre twins. she is more yours than his, sirius said. and regulus couldnāt help but agree. you are his. you are his girl. you fear father. you donāt fear regulus. you love regulus. adore him. so, regulus thought that he, too, had the right to claim you.
so, here you are, forced down underneath unfamiliar weight but the familiar resistance and pain between your legs as regulusās body starts to react and his hips rut in and out of you. regulus hopes you canāt notice his inexperience, though he also knows thatās likely the last thing on your mind. regulus at least hopes itās more bearable because he does feel a little guilty.
the sheltered twins actually just did something to mešµāš« probably one of the best things iāve read lately
iād love to hear more of your thoughts on it.. if you have any of course. just wanted to let you know that was amazing
rating: 18+. mdni.
content: twincest/incest
idea idea !!!
twin!regulus and twin!reader who did not stop showering together after they were too old to do so. they donāt know thats not socially acceptable and think its normal. now that theyāre grown, their feelings during their showers went from innocent to something much more twisted. they stare at each other and take in the sight of their blatant differences. where his chest is flat, yours is adorned by supple swells, nipples perked and pebbled and calling to him. his entire body heats internally as his soapy hands grope the flesh. in your minds heās simply helping your get clean, unaware of what heās actually doing. reg making reader stroke his hardened length with a soapy touch, eyes fluttering as you dutifully oblige, equally enjoying the weight and throbs against your hands and the throbs of your pussyā¦
why am I into this my ancestors are shaking their heads
rating: 18+. mdni.
content: twincest/incest, dubcon, physical descriptions are used.
regulus hadnāt slept in your bed in ages.
it was normal for the two of you in your younger years. waking up with your arms thrown around each other, not knowing which strands of inky curls were yours and which were his or where your limbs ended and his started. but one day, regulus had turned his back to you when you wandered into his bedroom after your parents had gone to bed. you frowned and crawled in anyway, only to be shoved away. you had cried, opting to sleep on the floor beside his bed, fearful of a night of lonesome slumber. slowly, you worked your way up to sleeping in your own bed and that was that. regulus never told you why.
tonight was different. some guy had left you waiting, sitting alone in a lowly diner that you wouldnāt be caught dead in if you didnāt like the man a substantial amount. regulus held you as you weeped, his head on your head and his hands roaming up and down your back, shushing you as if soothing a child. you wouldāve been annoyed if it werenāt for your broken heart.
eventually, regulus was going to have to leave and the thought had filled you with dread. you clung to him, whining and whimpering about needing him to stay. he relented to your surprise. and now here you were, your back to his chest, his arms locked around your waist and his head buried in your neck.
regulus murmured in his sleep, a habit he apparently didnāt grow out of. a mumbled string of your name tumbling from his lips, breathier and breathier. you started to think that maybe he was awake, trying to see if you too were struggling to fall asleep. but when you whispered his name, there was no response.
you closed your eyes, ignoring the persistent unintelligible murmurs, when you felt a twitch against your hips. you jolted immediately, trying to squirm away but regulus held tight. his nose ran up your neck as he slept, his now obvious erection pressed into your ass. you blushed, embarrassed at the contact despite no one but you knowing what was happening under the covers.
you didnāt stop it as regulus began to rut, his desperation surprising you. his pale hand moving up your chest, groping you in a way that was much too intentional for a sleeping man. you turned your head slightly, catching sight of regulusās tightly shut eyes and parted lips. you turned away again as his eyes started to flutter open, his hips still moving with urgency.
āfuck,ā he hissed, his hand falling from your breasts, his hips stopping their ruts. you nearly whimpered at that.
āIām sorry,ā he whispered, like he had known you were awake.
you didnāt respond for a moment, face half hidden by your hair. āis that why you wonāt sleep with me anymore?ā
it was regulusās turn to stay silent, embarrassed to admit what you already knew. āIā¦ I couldnāt control it. it wasnātā¦ I mean, it couldnāt have been you.ā his nose nudged your neck, his deep inhale contradicting his words. āyouāre my sister.ā his cock throbbed as he spoke the word.
you bit your lip, fighting the urge to move against him. you tilted your head, giving him more access to your neck. his tongue darted out instinctively, licking your salty skin. āmy sisterā¦ my twinā¦ weāre one and the same,ā he murmured, still exhausted.
you didnāt stop him as he gripped your hips, keeping you locked in place as if you had been the one to grind against his swollen prick. he pressed a kiss to your neck, hips jerking as he savored your taste. you whimpered then, skin heated. regulus groaned deeply, grinding slowly. āI only think about you, you know,ā he mumbled. āI think about you when I touch my cock. youāre so prettyā¦ always thought you were so prettyā¦ you belong to me in every way. my flesh, my bloodā¦ my other half.ā
you shuddered as he sped up his movements, now pulling on your hips to meet his twitching cock. āI couldnāt bear to sleep with you anymore. I felt so guilty knowing I was jerking off while you slept next to meā¦ lifting your thin little nightgowns to stare at your assā¦ groping youā¦ kissing youā¦ā
you blushed, biting your lip as he shamelessly humped your ass. he continued, āI almost couldnāt resist you as you cried. when youād lay in the floor beside me. so close. I wanted to pull you under the covers and touch you, explore you, fuck you.ā
he groaned, his hand slipping between your thighs, rubbing your clit. āfuckā¦ your pussy is so warm. youāre so warm. youāre so perfect.ā
you stayed silent, letting him part your legs. you stared up at him as he positioned himself between your legs, his cock covered by his underwear and a pair of sweats while your pussy was only concealed by your flimsy panties, the fabric sticking to your folds. regulus licked his lips before his eyes met yours. stormy gray met stormy gray, blown pupils nearly making your mirrored eyes appear black. he thrusted against your pussy, completely shameless now. you allowed him, not fighting against his hands that held your thighs apart.
his head found your neck again, his curls tickling your sensitive flesh as he humped your throbbing pussy, his sweats slowly soaking with his precum and your slick. you layed limp, arms to your sides as he took what he wanted.
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hi there!! I love your fics. could you please do a part 2 to the fic where regulus finds out orion has been molesting reader? (your recent fic)
thank you so much!
rating: 18+. mdni.
content: incest, blackcest, free use, non/dubcon
first post
regulus caught you before you could wash up. his prick still painfully hard as he was unable to reach his peak by simply watching your father fuck you stupid. you had limped out of fatherās office blubbering, sent away with a harsh scold when you failed to cum after he told you to. you never learned.
now, you smelled like sweat and fatherās musk, your juices drenching your cunt and thighs, fatherās load trickling out of your little hole when regulus had bent you over. regulus comforted youāwell, as much as he could when his brain was being turned to mushāas he rutted in and out of you. you were lucky it wasnāt sirius who had found you or you wouldāve cried harder. crybaby, regulus fleetingly thought.
it was gross, looking down to see the old manās thick semen messily painted over your ass, splattered over your plush flesh with each cruel snap of regulusās hips. he knows you feel it, the sloshing and stirring of semen in your belly as your brother fucked you thoroughly, chasing the high he deserved.
regulus felt it too. he felt the slick slide, the lubrication provided by his fatherās release. you normally werenāt so wet. regulus was always done before you could be, his erratic and inexperienced thrusts bringing him to his peak before you could get anything out of your coupling. not that regulus particularly cared. youād smile contentedly at him when he gave you a simple kiss or even a pat on the head. it was more than father or sirius ever did. they only ever left you a crying mess. still, you never complained. you didnāt know you were allowed to.
content: incest/twincest. regulus and reader are twins. specific physical descriptors will be used.
a mewl tears from your throat, soft and arousing in your twin brothers ear. your arms are wrapped around regulusās shoulders, your legs encircling his waist. the identical tone of your skin placed atop his blends perfectly, your nails the only indicator of where you begin and he ends as your vision blurs from tears of pleasure. āreggie, pleaseā¦ā
āmhm,ā he replies, voice strained as he nods lightly, his hips moving with passion, slow and deep. āIām trying.ā
ātry harder,ā you whine, impatiently pulling his hips flush to yours with your legs. āwant moreā¦ā
regulus huffs but obliges, thrusting a little faster. āy/n,ā he grits. you feel his muscles tense above you, his dark curls mingling with yours as they fall into your face, his forehead lined with sweat. he leans down to kiss your pout. āI wonāt last.ā
you grumble as you kiss back. you start to give in to the pleasure again, squeezing him tightly but continue to complain. āyou never last.ā
regulus scoffs, thrusting harshly enough to make you gasp. āyes, I do. I just,ā he pauses, leaning down to bite your cream colored throat harshly, āhavenāt seen you in a while. I forgot how,ā he grunts, ātight, you are.ā
you meet his gaze, his identical silver eyes boring into yours. you speak, voice taut with jealousy. āhmph. sleeping with that girl again?ā
regulus sighs and rolls his eyes, his hand slithering between your bodies to rub quick circles on your swollen clit. your breath hitches and you squirm, your nails digging into the lean muscles of his back. āyou know I have to. weāre due to marry, you know.ā
you scowl, irritated. āI know that. that doesnāt mean you have to keep ditching me for her.ā
regulus looks guilty. āyou know I donāt want to,ā he kisses your lips despite your unwavering scowl. āsheāll get suspicious.ā he smirks as he looks down at you. āshe saw your hands on my cock, you jealous thing.ā
your pale cheeks turn pink, a small moan leaving your lips as he thrusts into you just right. āso? what does she know? I couldāve been reaching into your pocket.ā
he raises a brow, his dark curls sticking to his forehead. āyou were groping me.ā
you flush darker in embarrassment, pulling him down and nuzzling into his neck. āyouāre my brother. my twin. youāre supposed to be mine.ā
eiffel tower pose with step brother sirius and stepbrother regulus??
rating: 18+. mdni.
content: stepcest/incest (whichever), blackcest
sirius is warmer. perhaps itās the long locks grazing your ears, or maybe his hot breath as he mouths eagerly at your neck. his searing tongue swirling and sharp canines biting the sensitive skin. his back is flush against yours, every lean muscle molding into the bare flesh of your back with a thin layer of sweat.
regulus runs cold. his fingers still freezing as he circles your clit with his digits despite the long hours your brothers spent in your bedroom. heās gentler, his lips laying tender kisses on your left shoulder, his eyes shut as he sucks. his curls are courser than siriusās, shorter, too. you feel the difference against your ear when his head suddenly swivels in siriusās direction.
āstop touching me, sirius,ā he sneers, his fingers momentarily stopping their movements on your sensitive bud.
āIām not doing it on purpose,ā sirius responds, his teeth still grazing your throat before nibbling lightly. āwhy would I touch you when we have this pretty little thing right here?ā his hand slithers down your side, squeezing your hip. you drop your head forward, landing on regulusās cold shoulder.
the shoulder tenses as regulus snaps at your older brother. āyou grabbed my ass!ā
you snort between a moan as siriusās hips never stop their thrusts into the tight ring of your ass. you push your elbow back, jabbing his side. ādick.ā
sirius hisses, biting your neck harshly. āheās a prude, sister,ā he mumbles in your ear.
regulus scoffs, his hips delivering a harsh thrust that makes you gasp. āam not.ā he lays another soft kiss on your shoulder in apology. āI just donāt want you to try to put your finger in my ass. again.ā
you feel sirius shrug behind you, grunting deeply as he pushed his cock as deep as he can go. his hands grip your hips, your flesh bulging through his fingers. āno fun.ā he lifts his head, chin on your shoulder as he gives regulus a grin, eyes half-lidded. āyou can grab mine.ā
regulus huffs in disgust but his cheeks flush a light pink. āas if. thatās disgusting.ā
sirius raises a brow, one of his hands leaving your hip to tilt your head towards him, giving you a deep lingering kiss. āfucking your sister isnāt?ā
regulus flushes brighter, burying his face in your neck to hide the pink hue. he starts circling your clit again, making your knees go weak. you moan into siriusās mouth as he gives you another kiss. āleave him alone,ā you say, a small grin on your face despite your words.
ādonāt act like itās not something youād like to see,ā he murmurs against your mouth. āheād like it, too. bet Iām real t-ā
regulus cuts him off with a sudden shove. āstop. just finish already, will you?ā
