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Chuuya Let out a soft breath, the feeling of dazais delicate hands carding through his hair calming him.
“Osamu-chan…” he murmured, lifting a hand to stroke her cheek.
He knew this was wrong. He knew that being like this with a seven year old little girl as a fifteen year old was wrong. He couldn't bring himself to care.
“Yes, nii-san?” Dazai replied cheekily, a grin spreading across her face. Always so smug.
Chuuyas mood lifted like air. His girl, always so cute even if she sometimes needed to be punished.
The ginger sat up, turning around so he could cup dazais cheeks and press their lips together.
Dazai squeaked, eyes fluttering closed and dainty arms enthusiastically wrapping around his neck.
Chuuya lapped at her lips almost animalistically, licking into her mouth and suckling on her tongue.
The little girl whined, moaning and shuddering as she was taken advantage of by the older boy.
She squealed as she was pulled into his lap, chuuya grinding her down against his bulge. “You're so cute, princess.” He murmurs, pulling away.
Dazai licks her lips, breaking the string of saliva that connected them. “You're so perverted sometimes, nii-san!” She complained, putting her hands on her hips.
Chuuya laughed, delighted by the girls bratty attitude. So adorable, like a little kitten.
“I know, I know. But you like it, don't you little lady?” He teased, still grinning. Dazais cheeks flushed pink and she turned her head away.
“N-no!” She protested, sniffling.
Chuuya laughed again, squeezing the girls waist. “Poor baby!” He cooed, pecking her cheeks.
Dazai whined, pushing at his chest. “Don't be a tease..”
The ginger smirked, delicately laying the girl on her back. “Hmm? You want more?” He murmured, trailing a hand over her shirt and down her skirt.
He slipped his hand under the fabric, thumbing at her panties.
Dazais breath hitched, her eyes going wide. “Chibi-nii…” she pouted condescendingly.
The teen growled, glaring down at her. “You know I hate it when you call me that!” He spat, yanking down her panties. She giggled, clearly pleased.
“I can't help it! It's so funny to make chibi-nii ma–” dazai was suddenly cut off by a gasp, shock running through her as chuuya roughly shoved two fingers into her cunt.
“Oh? You like making me pissed off, huh?” He mocked, angrily thrusting his thick digits into her cute hole.
Dazai whimpered, tears welling in her eyes. “N-nooo.. not so rough!..” she cried, clinging to him. Her pussy gushed around his fingers.
“Mm? But your cunny is so wet.. and its clenching around me so much.. are you sure you don't like this, little slut?” He mumbled into her ear, nipping at the lobe.
Dazai whined again, vigorously shaking her head. “No, no, no!” She sobbed, slamming her heels down against chuuyas lower back. He hissed, meanly grinding his thumb against her clit.
“Don't be a bitch!” He scowled, pulling his cock out.
The head was an angry red, dripping precum and throbbing pathetically against her pussy.
“Ohh.. you're such a weirdo nii-san.. youre so hard..” she giggled wetly, hiccuping. Chuuya scoffed, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to the corner of her lips before shoving himself inside.
Dazai squealed, backing arching and eyes widening. “F-fuck! Ow!” She cried, glaring at the ginger boy.
Chuuya laughed as he thrusted into her, thighs smacking harshly against her ass. “Oh, you love pain you stupid little masochist.” He said, still giggling as he filled her.
The brunette sniffled as she was bred, cum leaking out of her pussy. “Chuuyyyyaaaaa… you're such a quick shot!” She yelled after him, even as he stood up and redressed himself, leaving her alone in the room.