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Charlie Slimecicle. One shot. PLEASE.

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Charlie Slimecicle. One shot. PLEASE.

The shirt is oddly accurate to my own interpretation

i got that bloody lip tint that's on tiktok and ive been wearing it pretty religiously since

i think my lips are a little stained. but in a sexy way where they look bruised and bitten. ive been wearing it pretty consistently since Saturday (got it Friday) so.

anyway when you're jerking off to me remember my lips are blood red. i don't know what you guys think i look like but just add that in there.

I WANT IT!!!

i need to chew on charlie. hes so babygirl, i need to ruin him. im bouncing on it til he cant cry anymore. yknow what im sayin?

for you? anything.

fuckleweekverse. jealous!reader and little brother! charlie.

canonish. who cares it's my own fic lol

Salty skin heaved under your tongue as Charlie tried to hold back his noises, the thick cords of muscle in his neck quivering beneath the scrape of your teeth. You weren't allowed to bite him, not there -- he had practice nearly every day this summer, and any errant mark would surely get him heavily questioned.

The practice was the reason he was in this particular mess, anyway.

"C'mon, Charlie, I still need to cum again and you're trying to tap out?"

Charlie sniffled as he looked up at you, his baby blue eyes surrounded by damp eyelashes. After the first orgasm, the tears had beaded up as the overstimulation took over. By the second one, they'd been flowing back down his face towards his ears as you bounced away on his cock, switching paces, grinding your hips against him. Your own legs burned with the ache as you kept riding, but you refused to show weakness. This was his punishment, not yours.

Some new girl, some other kid's sister, had tagged along to practice. You'd seen her when you'd picked Charlie up. You'd seen how she'd been eyeing your brother - her eyes trailing over each droplet of water as they slid down his sculpted back and tight, muscular thighs.

That would have been fine, other than the fact that you'd only seen her expression and his back at the same time because they'd been talking. He was a little red, and you knew it wasn't from sunburn.

You saw even more red when that bitch touched his arm.

So you'd dragged him home, and pulled him into your room as soon as you'd gotten in the door. Him and his endless energy had gotten you both off once, but you were going to ruin any idea of touching another girl. Why would he, when your pussy could get him off like this?

"Please, sis, please-- I can't, I can't do another one," His hips and those perfect jutting hipbones were sloppy with the last two loads he'd pumped into you. "I-- I'm sorry, I--"

You slowed to a halt, offering relief but not completely as you sat there with him hilted as deep as he could go into your cunt. He was flagging inside of you, no longer able to bump up against your cervix with every bounce.

"You love me, right, Charlie?" You breathed, looking down at his flushed face and messy hair, still damp from the shower after the pool.

"Y--" He was trying to catch his breath still, meeting your eyes regardless. "Yeah, I do."

"Only me, right?" You purred, slowly pulling off of him. You could see not just your combined messes below you but the bruises on his inner thighs you'd left, the only place nobody would ever find them. "Nobody comes between us."

"Only you." Charlie answered correctly, and you pulled off the rest of the way. You immediately kissed his tears away, licking the salt from your lips again.

"That's a good boy. I love you, Charlie. Feel like cleaning me up a bit?" Your own pussy felt empty after so long of being filled, the second orgasm teasing at the edges of your mind.

"Gimme a minute and I will," Charlie nodded breathlessly, catching your head with a shaking hand as you went to pull away, pulling you into a kiss.

No matter what dumb sluts threw themselves at him, they'd never give him what you could. After all, he was a degenerate just like you. No other girls would even want him.

Maybe it was evil. But...

Was there any other way to ensure he stayed your little brother forever?

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yan!reader more like. idk btw it's like late as fuck rn i was working on a lab report that's due in not enough hours. some charlie to ease the pain shall heal me 🙏

Mama Moisty we bark for you any day of the week 😔✊

oh my god you all think im intimidating? first of all: hot. second of all: LMAO i love u. i literally look like this btw

ur allowed to be not scared of me if youre one of my beautiful mutuals who barks for me. mwah.

The way I need baby Schlatt is outraaageous...

i am begging on my knees for more lunchclub/younger schlatt like how u did in ur xreader chuckle series 😖😖😖😖 it was saurrrrr good

pretend i didn't get this ask literally months ago. sorry but only kinda

fuckleweek canon between puppy love and belly of the beast, probs

It's not like you were expecting it to be anything more than a one time thing, because that would have been insane. What you'd done was already past deranged, so thinking that it would happen again and you'd continue to evade the consequences hanging over your head like a sword of Damocles was...

Well.

It should have been enough to dissuade you from doing it again.

Judging by the fact that you were currently feeling your knees get rugburned like hell as teenaged hips slammed into your own over and over.

"Ghhck--" You heard a groan get bit back and you pull forward, turning back from your position on your elbows to look back at Schlatt, his face and neck burning hot and the hem of his shirt in his mouth.

"Better not be cumming so soon." You grinned, sticking the tip of your tongue out between your teeth. "It's only been a minute."

"I--" He couldn't meet your eyes, turning his head away. "I haven't--"

"You haven't gotten off since you were over last, huh?" You pulled off of him more and moved your hand back to prevent Schlatt from fucking into you, leaving only his tip inside of your cunt as you swayed your hips back and forth. "You're pent up. Your hand isn't nearly as good as my pussy, is it?"

He shook his head, gripping at your hips with those dainty fingers he had. "God, no, not even close. Please, god please can I keep fucking you, holy shit--" "Only if you promise to keep going until I come, no matter how many times you do."

"Deal." He barely let your last word leave your mouth before overpowering your faint resistance and plunging back into your hole, his first orgasm of many overtaking him moments later.

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