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*This is a non-canonical story related to the Family Morsel series, and contains spoilers from* [*Having Some Brie*]( *and* [*Cream & Coco*]( Viewer discretion is advised.*

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“I still can’t believe how stuffed I am from dinner,” I chuckled. I was lying on my bed with Brie curled up against me, still awake late at night despite the big Christmas dinner we’d had, and she teasingly poked my belly.

“Hurry up and digest so we can get started,” she urged impatiently.

I grinned smugly. I at all times loved it when she wanted it. Sometimes she didn’t even hide it anymore, though she still got shy in public whenever I teased her. She spotted my grin, blushing and trying to pull away, but the arm I had around her shoulders caught her and pulled her close. Flustered, she tried to change the subject.

“Have you heard from Drew yet?” she asked.

“Nothing all day,” I replied. “My guess is he and his mom are still in that hotel room…”

“I still can’t believe he’s in love with his mom,” Brie giggled. “I really did think he liked me that whole time.”

“Yeah, well, he doesn’t,” I said, my tone clipped. “He was just using you as a distraction from her. That’s it.”

“Do you actually believe that, though?” she murmured, and I turned to look at her again. She had a grin not unlike Lexi’s, and I decided they needed to stop spending so much time together. My sister was starting to get too good at riling me up, and I fell for it every single time like an idiot. I could see the moves, I could tell what she wanted, and I still freaking gave it up to her in the end.

“Yes,” I hissed. “None of it was real. Part of it was just to piss me off.”

“You don’t think he ever thought about taking his big cock and sliding it in my–”

In an instant, I had flipped her over and pinned her arms to the bed, hovering over her and breathing heavily. She smirked triumphantly, raising her knee and using the top of her foot to caress my balls through my boxers.

“Brie, mom has Perry staying over tonight,” I growled. “We can’t do anything. They’re sleeping right in the next room.”

“You’re such a pussy, Stef,” she crooned. “Drew would’ve taken me no matter who was around to hear.” My grip on her wrists tightened, and she winced in pain but didn’t waver, instead biting her lip to show how she still wanted it. “The safe word is tomato.”

Fucking hell. Announcing the safe word was an indication to go wild. If that’s the way she wanted it… I flipped her over and yanked her pants down, and she yelped in panic before starting to crawl away. Grabbing her hips, I dragged her back toward me and buried my face in her groin, tongue immediately seeking her sweet little flower. She threw her head back and moaned before collapsing onto the bed, legs trembling as I held her hips up and explored her depths. I took my time with her, licking in long lazy strokes that made her toes curl.

“Keep it down, baby,” I murmured between licks. “You’re gonna wake mom up.”

“Mom… already knows,” she gasped. “She said… she was okay with it, right?”

“Still pretty sure she doesn’t want her kids fucking each other every day.”

“We’re… not fucking,” she moaned, her back arching as she had a mini-orgasm on my tongue. “We’re… making love.”

“Oh right, she’s totally fine with that,” I chuckled sarcastically, then put my mouth on her and sucked her clit. Her moaning got louder, and she wasn’t doing anything to muffle it. “I said keep it down.”

“Make me, Steffie,” she said, halfway between a pant and a giggle.

I used her legs to roll her on her back, then yanked her toward me and straddled her chest. Her soft firm tits were pressed against my thighs, and I savored the feeling before jamming my cock into her mouth. She gagged immediately, throat clenching against my length and eyes watering. Her hands held me by the hips, not letting me pull out as I fucked her face. My hands were cradling her head, letting me admire her gorgeous eyes as she throated me. They rolled up a bit, and through the mattress I could feel her legs spasming behind me. I plunged as deep as I could and held for a few seconds, causing more tears to stream down her face, before I pulled out and held my slathered manhood poised before her, dripping thick saliva back into her mouth.

While she came down from her climax, she gave the underside a few licks, her fingers idly grazing down my butt. When she was ready, she patted my thigh and I got off her, letting her prop herself up by the elbows while I took my clothes off.

“Come take me now, big brother,” she breathed, reaching down and spreading her lips with one hand. She had to be really in the mood to call me that, and she also knew that spreading herself for me got me inside of her without fail. No matter how tired I was, or angry at her I was, once she spread her pinkness for me, I was thrusting into her within seconds.

She screamed as I stretched her open with my cock, feeling like our first time all over again. She was at all times extraordinarily tight, and after the first few times she’d gone to ask her doctor. No medical concerns, turned out she was just tight, which I obviously loved. Face-to-face, just how we liked it, she pulled me close to make out while I set a gentle rhythm. Her ankles hooked together around me as usual, intensifying the thrusts as I pushed her into the mattress.

“Big brother,” she whimpered, her voice tiny and pleading. “Give me… a baby.” The only response I could muster was to begin pounding into her. It was safe to say we both had a breeding fetish, and sometimes I had to make sure she was taking her birth control. “I mean it. I want to start… a family.”

“Baby. I know Lexi said… she had a doctor… who could help, but…” I groaned as she clenched around me. “But now?”

“Not now. Just someday,” she cooed, nibbling her lip. “Sorry, maybe it’s just… the holidays. I just want you to… keep me warm… forever.”

“You never have to apologize for that, my love,” I said, kissing her again.

Next door, we heard a moan and froze. There was the sound of springs and a bed frame creaking, and we had to suppress our laughter. Mom and Perry were going at it.

“Looks like everybody’s got the Christmas spirit,” I quipped, and she giggled before her eyes widened.

“Wait. If we can hear them, then…”

“They can hear us,” I finished. “You weren’t exactly being quiet earlier. Isn’t this what you wanted? To be caught by mom and her boyfriend?” She blushed hard but didn’t deny it. “Think they got turned on listening to us?”

“Stefan!” she stage whispered, lightly slapping my chest.

I grinned and took her hands, hooking them around the back of my neck. Then I picked her up and pressed her up against the adjoining wall to mom’s room. Her eyes were wide with panic, but she couldn’t do anything but continue to enjoy me as I started pumping into her again.

“Oh my God, Stef,” she breathed, digging her hands into my hair.

“You like that mom can hear us?” I teased with a grin, and she nodded, but then her expression turned dark.

“Are you thinking about mom while you’re fucking me?” she demanded. And now my revenge had finally ripened. She wanted to make me jealous with Drew? Two could play at that game.

“I mean, you mentioned Drew earlier, and I was thinking about how he and his mom were getting along, y’know?” I said with a wicked smile, and she grabbed my upper arms in a vice grip. “And I mean, you do look like mom, after all.” Her nails dug into me, making me wince, but I continued. “They say the original’s always better, right?”

I was pretty sure she was drawing blood now, glaring at me with murder in her eyes. With her claws in me, she started viciously bucking onto my cock, and I just stood there and let her fuck me. Just like what had happened with me, she knew I didn’t mean a word of it and was just trying to rile her up. But our jealousy just wouldn’t take any chances.

“You’re *mine,* Stefan,” she snarled. “We’re moving out tomorrow.”

“Why?” I asked casually.

“Because I’m not letting mom anywhere near you. I’ll mark your whole fucking body if I have to. Anybody who sees your scars is gonna know who you belong to. I’m your girl. I’m your *only* girl. Never forget that.” Her eyes were starting to wobble with tears, and I kissed her to let her know I was just teasing.

“I love you, Brie,” I whispered against her lips. “There’s never been anybody else, you know that. Only you.”

She nodded and kissed me back, her nails finally easing up. As soon as the words were out of my mouth, it felt like she got a lot wetter. Clutching her waist, I pumped cum straight into her deepest parts, making her scream again. Her legs wrapped around me pulled me in, and her arms clutched my head against her neck as she came. I staggered a bit as a bout of lightheadedness hit me, and I leaned Brie back against the wall to steady us. As the haze of the orgasms faded, we made out a bit more before we heard more noise from next door.

Mom started screaming, and soon after she began we heard Perry groaning her name before they both went silent. Brie and I chuckled a bit and I carried her back to my bed and did my best to lay us down gently.

“Sounds like Perry won’t have a problem with us,” Brie noted wryly, and I nodded in agreement.

“Hey, y’know, speaking of scars. Ms. Hammond saw the ones on my back and asked about them.”

Brie’s eyes widened as her cheeks colored, feeling bashful that Drew’s mom had seen her handiwork. “What did she say?”

“I told her a young cougar had mauled me,” I laughed, and she was beating her fists against my chest in no time.

“You are such a prick!” she complained, but she didn’t fight against the next kiss I gave her.

“I know. Too bad you’re suck with me forever,” I joked.

She smiled gently. “I’m not sorry for that. I love you, Stef.”

I touched my forehead to hers, closing my eyes blissfully. “I love you too, Brie. Merry Christmas.”

NSFW: yes

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