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you're not oblivious, you can feel how ni-ki has been eye-fucking you for the past 2 hours since you've changed into your swimwear, a simple red halter triangle bra and thong, but you pretend not to notice, not when you're sitting beside your boyfriend, jake. who's also ni-ki's cousin. not when he’s waiting for you to scold him for looking so openly when you’re out with jake, heeseung, jay, sunghoon, sunoo, and jungwon to celebrate ni-ki’s birthday.
you met ni-ki when he was 16 when he tagged along on your date with jake for the first time. awkward at first because you’ve only heard about him from jake’s fond stories of their memories of growing up together, but as time went by, you felt yourself warm up to him as he does to you and since then, the three of you are inseparable because those two come in a 2-in-1 package, like a buy one, take one promo. he's been a little brother to you, and you have a brotherly affection towards him.
you see ni-ki in that way, your bond even strengthening as you moved into his and jake’s shared condo, and it’s been after a year already. but these past few weeks have been hard, not while he's purposefully brushing his boner into your ass while you're doing something in the kitchen, occasional light touches on the side of your breast when he's seated beside you while you're watching a docu-series and bold comments about how sexy you are.
the alarm bells should be ringing loudly. you should feel scared, feel threatened, but instead, you feel your body shudder and your sex throb from his advances. you can't blame yourself, jake hasn't touched you, not letting your intimate moments go past from make outs, he hasn’t even touched your breasts under your shirt, and you sleep in different rooms. you can't blame yourself for feeling so aroused by the way ni-ki acts on his desires.
then it happened, one rainy day jake was forced to book into a hotel because there was flooding on his route and he couldn't sacrifice his car to go home, and he knew that ni-ki was at home with you and you wouldn't be alone for the night.
it started when you were in the kitchen making dinner, ni-ki insisted on helping you with cutting the vegetables that you're using because you're cooking chop suey.
"hey, you need a hand?" ni-ki asked, you got startled because you were humming and singing to a song while doing the dishes and cleaning the sink before you got into cooking, but you saw him resting his head on the bar top as if he's too tired to do anything.
"you scared me!" you lightly screamed at him and he just chuckled.
"fyi, i've been here for almost 20 minutes na, hindi ko na kasalanan na you didn't notice my presence. so... do you need help nga?" he answered with his raspy voice.
"wala naman need na gawin, but if you insist, you can cut those veggies na nasa lower drawer ng ref," you replied to him, pointing to the ref while doing so, not wanting to look at him longer than 5 seconds, because he's got his hair on a top knot, wearing a black tank top and dark gray sweatpants, and his eyes sporting that lazy look.
"yes, ma'am. consider it done." you heard him say while he was rummaging through the ref to get everything he needed to cut.
you continued to do the dishes, wipe the counter table, and clean the sink, you don't want a speck of dust to distract you from cooking. you want everything spotless since you're particular about how you prepare your food.
"the fuck? how do i cut this damn thing?" ni-ki grumbles as if he's talking to the carrots and plotting a murder against them.
you didn't turn your back to him, you just smiled at yourself and let him finish it up with whatever shape he's decided to cut it into. you continued doing your thing but were caught by surprise.
"ate, how do you cut this thing?" ni-ki says while hugging you from behind, voice dropped an octave lower as if his normal speaking voice is not enough to make you crazy already, towering over you with his more than 6 feet glory before crouching to let his chin rest on your shoulder, left hand resting in your hips, and right hand holding the godforsaken carrot. it doesn't help that you can feel him pouting and you're being distracted by the hard thing that's poking at your back.
devoid of any answer, he asks the same question again, but not before putting the carrot in the worktop and locking you in a pregnant hold. your mind goes haywire, senses heightened because you can feel his hot breath on your neck and his hands stroking your stomach through your clothes.
"you cool?" ni-ki asks innocently as if he doesn't know what he's doing, or maybe he really doesn't, what if you just lack physical interaction so you mistake what he's doing as intimate and sensual, so you put malice into everything he’s doing.
that wakes you up from your trance and you try to wiggle while answering, "nyx, put them nalang sa kitchen island, i'll wash my hands muna tapos i'll teach you."
it took a good 10 seconds of him slightly brushing his erection in your back, light enough for it to be noticeable, but also light enough to leave you wanting for more before he went back to his station. you're willing to risk it all, you really do. if not for the thunder reminding you that your boyfriend, is the cousin of the person you're lusting over. you have a boyfriend and he's stranded in some hotel, stuck in a rainstorm, and can't go home for the night. you repeat it like a mantra, reminding yourself that you're in a committed relationship and you should not be doing the devil's tango with your boyfriend's cousin because you're an adult and an authority figure. you pinched your hands, and bit your tongue to compose yourself before going to him.
"here oh, look. you're turning 18 next month tapos you can't do simple things like this. what do i even expect, jake only knows how to cook his beloved ramen, but try to learn okay? i can use some help in the kitchen from time to time, bub." you scowled while teaching him how to properly prepare the ingredients for chop suey, showing him the way you cut a certain vegetable. you're only making a portion for the two of you so it doesn't have to be much.
ni-ki hated it, he hated how you treat him like a big fluff of sunshine, how you coddle him like a child, how you call him pet names from time to time. but he loves it at the same time, he gloats in your hugs, preens from your touches, and coos from your praises.
"hah! i'll get my revenge. i'm gonna cut these veggies like a pro. gordon ramsay will be quaking on his knees wishing he was me." he said partly joking as he watch you with his hawk eyes, focus not wavering from the way you move your hands. you know how competitive ni-ki is, he always wants to show how reliable he is.
"okay, master chef," you said while rolling your eyes and fixing your eyeglasses, "i suppose hindi mo na kailangan ng help ko."
the younger only hummed as a response and it's now your turn to watch him. you notice his little habits, like how he occasionally bites his lip when he's in deep concentration, brows furrowing as if he's trying to solve something, muscle flexing as he precisely works his way with the knife and that cute little pout in his lip from time to time. you should be doing your part, but you let yourself watch.
ni-ki sees you watching and looking at him intently, he doesn't dare mention it because he enjoys how you lose control over him, over the little things that he does. loves to see the confusion in your eyes when you deny yourself of him, how you illicit almost silent whimpers and purrs at his touches, and how you melt into a puddle by just having his body heat next to you. ni-ki knows how easy it is for him to break you and he's going to do it soon, torturously slow, you're going to blame yourself for it, but he's going to support you throughout so he'll be the only one you'll rely on.
it took a good 10 minutes of you zoning out before ni-ki nudges you and you jolt awake, you didn't notice that he's finished with his task and he was now looking at you. embarrassed at your actions, you turned around and started to cook, you heat the pan, and you suddenly remembered that you needed the vegetables and that you had to approach ni-ki. you heave a long sigh, before turning back at him.
"uh- can you... can you bring the veggies here?" you asked timidly not daring to look him in the eye, so you stared at his stomach, which you regret because you can see the outline of his dick straining his pants, and you blame your eyeglasses for correcting your vision and letting you see his boner clearly.
"sure ate, i'll wash them na rin so you don't have to wet your hands," he replied as he gathered the basin he used to keep the veggies. he walked up to the sink to do his thing, a few feet from where you’re standing across the gas stove where you’re cooking.
you feel your breath hitch when he snakes his right arm to your waist as he slides beside you, left hand holding the bowl with the washed veggies not leaving any space between the two of you. you can feel his toned stomach and his heat by how close you are to him. it doesn't help that he's tall and he's toned from dancing since he's a child and is starting to buff up because he's been accompanying jake to the gym since he turned 16. he left not long after succeeding in making you speechless, settling to the dinner table to play with his phone with the ghost of a smile not leaving his lips.
you don't know how you finished cooking, or how you even functioned after what he did, your body still feeling the heat he emanated. you are now washing the kitchenware you used, thoughts running wild as you realize that you fit exactly beside him, your frame complementing his tall stature. you glance at him from time to time and you see him doing something on his phone, taking your eyes away when see him tilt his head afraid to be caught.
"nyx, sasabay ka ba sa 'kin mag-dinner?" you asked him, just to make sure before preparing the dinner table in case he will eat with you.
"yup, want me to help ulit? ako na kukuha ng plates." he looked up before he answered, offering to help you again. you shook your head in response.
"ako na, just sit there prettily, okay?" you replied, clueless as to how you even formed a sentence and added a pet name at the end. you're fucked.
you work efficiently in the kitchen, putting the chop suey in a bowl and placing it on the table as well as the bowl of rice. you placed 2 plates and glasses, and 2 pairs of utensils on the table before getting a pitcher of cold water in the refrigerator. as soon as you finished with all the prepping, you sat in front of ni-ki at the dining table and both of you started eating in a comfortable silence, but with the tension between you two not subsiding.
as you were busy moving your way into the kitchen ni-ki was just fondly watching you, with his mind shouting 'wife her up' as he saw you prepare the dinner table for him not letting him lift a single finger, he’s not a conservative but it just wakes up something primal in him that you’re willing to do everything for him without him asking. not that you’re necessarily doing it for his own good, but that's how his foggy brain views it.
you decide to break the silence by asking ni-ki random questions to ease the heavy aura around you both.
"how's uni? do you have trouble settling in? have you gained new friends na?" you ask with curiosity. wanting to know if he's doing okay in his freshman year.
"it's okay, exciting since freshie palang and maraming events na dedicated for us. i'm with jungwon and sunoo naman, they took bs in psychology rin, it's funny how we ended up in the same block. you know them right? my childhood bestfriends. it's only a half into the first semester palang naman, so i haven't talked pa with some of my classmates unless it's for a group activity. i sometimes hangout with a few of them after class, we go sa bilyaran a few blocks away from uni." he answers animatedly, eyes twinkling with a hint of happiness. you love listening to him, he just has that allure to make you want to stop and watch what he’s doing, like a siren.
"that's good. i know won and sun, you three are cute together. i'm glad you're socializing, nyx." you replied sincerely. ni-ki, despite his outside persona is just like a sassy kitten, only hanging out with his friends. he’s scared of meeting new people because he doesn’t want to be perceived. you’re really thankful that he’s with his friends.
you asked another question again, the realization from his answer just settling in, "bilyar? sumasargo ka?"
"yeah? i thought that's established na, you literally go with us kapag nagyayaya si kuya hee." he answer amusedly.
"but, hindi kita nakikita na nagbibilyar, i've seen jake, hee, jay, and hoon do it, but not you. i thought you’re only there for the vibes." you replied honestly. it's true, you haven't seen him play with his cousin's friends. he only just sits in the couch, too busy glancing at you.
"ah, i'll play next time for you," he says then pulling his lip to a smirk.
"smooth fucker. have you told that to every girl you're flirting with?" you arched your brows, not wanting to come off as nosy.
"hmm, but you're the only girl i'm talking to though," he says with his serious tone. the tone he uses when he wants to get a point across and you have no choice but to believe him so you dropped off the subject.
seeing that you silently agree, he adds another comment, "that's how jakey and the others pick up their girls, has he told you that?"
you know about jake's past, how he was during his senior high school up to his early college. how much of a player he is, and how you're the first serious relationship he's ever had. it's not new information anymore and you’re not fazed by it.
so you decided to ask ni-ki because you know he's clearly waiting for a reaction from you, "what about you? do you also pick up your girls there?"
he chuckled, if he was caught off guard, he did well in hiding it. but what surprised you was how the look in his eyes changed as he clicked his tongue. "do you really want to know, ate?" he replies, clearly taunting you.
you don't know what possessed you but before you can stop your mouth and think of a proper response first, you say, "yeah, sure. but i bet you don't even get girls to look at you there." that was a lie, a way to rile him up, bruise his ego a bit to erase the smug look in his face. you’ve seen how girls seem to gravitate towards ni-ki’s “bad boy” persona, how their eyes rake his body, look at his ear piercings and his newly added lip ring, stare at the shaved slit in his right brow, and marvel at his bleached hair that he’s in the process of growing.
he's clearly not affected by your clap back and not amused in the slightest, "you'll be surprised how many of them i get to play with, most of them being jake's flings."
well, from that bombshell, you are dumbfounded, but before you can say anything, he continues, "alam mo, me and jakey, we're more brothers than we're cousins. we share everything.” assessing your reaction before continuing his intended sentence. “we share the same interest, in games, sports, fashion, and especially with girls, wala pang naging fling si jake na hindi niya pinatikim sa 'kin, well, except you, ate."
you feel your mouth agape and your jaw-dropping, "but you're a minor, and jake's older than you, the girls he dated are older than you." you know that for a fact because jake himself told you that.
"you really are clueless, ate. you don't know how many women at your age want to fuck minors, even guys younger than me. jake, he's dated some of my batchmates, girls the same age as me from different schools. hindi niya sinabi sa'yo? that fucker. kaya pala." he answers truthfully, amused at your puzzled face. he relishes at how innocent you are by being a rule-abiding citizen. he sees your face go through a thousand emotions all at once.
you didn't reply to him after that, not even raising your head. you just focused on how you're going to finish your meal to escape his stares.
"akyat na ako sa taas, ilagay mo nalang ‘yung hugasin sa sink. iwan mo na 'yung rice and ulam sa table tapos cover mo nalang. i forgot, may meeting pala ako with my team." you said as you stood up while chewing the last bite of your meal, you didn't bother looking at him. you put your plate in the sink and bee-lined to your room and collapsed as soon as you closed your door.
back in the kitchen, ni-ki just takes his time finishing his dinner and does not get concerned or bothered about your sudden outburst because he knows he’s broken your moral compass already and it shouldn’t take long for him to finally proceed with his advances. he’s seen how you rubbed your thighs together and how your nipples strained in your shirt as he brought up the topic of him and jake sharing, he knows you’re not wearing anything under your clothes, not a single underwear, because he’s touched himself uncountable times by seeing how your pussy peek when you’re sitting in the couch and how your breast jiggle as you walk. he knows everything is going according to his plan and he can wait until you’re the one begging for him to touch you. he knows you’ll be prepared for him like the sweet treat that you are.
you should be scared, should call the cops, should be packing your bags and running away from the condo you share with your boyfriend and his cousin. but you don't, instead, you border into an uncharted territory in your brain, imagining how ni-ki would’ve looked while he’s thrusting inside of jake’s flings, how his face would contort in pleasure as he relieved himself. you have your fair share of experience, but you've been touch-deprived for so long, and haven't had a proper orgasm with only your fingers pleasuring you. while you’re deep in that thought, you feel your shorts get soaked as your pussy gush out with your juices.
you tried to stop yourself from touching and kneading your thighs, caressing your stomach the way he did a while ago, imagining your hands were ni-ki's instead of your own. you see yourself in your full-body mirror and you look like a mess, splayed in the ground with your fucked out expression. you tried to get up to situate yourself on your bed, searching for any kind of stimulation in your lower half, nipples straining in your shirt. as make your way to the bed, you feel the fabric of your shorts brushing your clit slowly and you feel your knees wobble, holding on to your side table to avoid falling.
it took a whole 2 minutes for you to get on your bed safely, tired as you are, but the idea that ni-ki has planted in your mind stays there, lingering, you try to not touch yourself, opened your legs to get rid of the stimulation, but you felt the cold air hit straight into your pussy and you start to feel even wetter. so you decide to abandon your common sense and let loose for a while. no one’s going to know that you’re feeling yourself with the thought of ni-ki in your brain.
ni-ki heard it, he thought that he’s having auditory hallucinations, but he heard whimpers, then soft moans, then his name being uttered like a prayer, and now followed by pleas and cries. he didn’t want to intrude, but his hands worked faster than his brain and before he knew it, he’s slowly opening the unlocked door, and taking a peek at what you’re doing.
he sees you in a state of undress, you only have your shirt on, grinding over a pillow, humping hard back and forth, tongue lolling out, and hands gripping your tits like you’re shooting amateur porn. he then hears you say it again.
“please nyx hnnnngh… ganyan, yes, harder baby!”
he sees you grind faster, removing your right hand from your breast and taking two fingers to stuff into your mouth. he saw how you sucked those fingers like it was a cock, drool dripping in your chin to your neck as you suck with so much vigor, he imagines how tight your mouth would be, how hot it would be when he gets to use it in his dick. he hears you making gagging noises and he felt his dick twitch because he wonders if you’ll sound exactly the same when you’re choking on his hard member.
he then sees you removing yourself from the pillow and laying on your back, clearly not finished with pleasuring yourself. you take your fingers that are soaked in your saliva into your pussy, use your other hand to peel the clitoral hood, and then started teasing your clitoris, ni-ki sees you shake from the sensation. it didn’t take long until you try to insert your fingers into your vaginal hole and he sees you failing miserably.
“hurts… hurts so much baby, ang haba ng daliri mo.”
he summoned every will in his body to not move from his position and help you loosen your opening so you can insert your finger easily. he knows a lot of ways to do it, but he settles in watching, he’s not even seeing your pussy in his spot, but he just looks. anticipating what you’re going to do to make it fit.
you collected your saliva in your mouth before spitting into your hand and rubbing it onto your pussy and ni-ki salivates as he thinks about how your spit would taste in his mouth. you then try to get a finger in, slowly, relaxing yourself before entering in a circling motion to ease the tension of the muscles and you managed to get past the second knuckle as you heave a deep sigh, thighs quivering with the intrusion.
with your pointy finger successfully entering your hole, you feel another surge of wetness in your pussy, helping to ease your middle finger in, you relax again as you insert another one. the intrusion hurt and you bucked your hips, but you liked the burn so you persisted. letting a long moan before assaulting your hole with your fingers, scissoring and clawing inside, you almost cried from the sensation. you never came from penetration alone, so you doubled down into playing with your clit, and pinching and twisting your nipples to reach an orgasm.
and ni-ki almost came untouched, loved the way you were shaking in the bed, using both your hands to pleasure yourself. oh, how easy it will be for him to make you cry from pleasure alone, what expression you will use when he’s the one doing things to you. then he sees it, how your breathing quickens, your whole body shakes, and your thighs spasm. you came and he stares at you as you come down from the sexual high. your body is too tired to even move a muscle, eyes dropping, but you feel contented, you let yourself enjoy this moment and let yourself worry about the repercussions on a later date. you didn’t even flinch when you felt a blanket cover your body, you just curled yourself into a ball and fell asleep.
even though ni-ki wants to clean you up so you won’t get uncomfortable when you wake up, he settles with draping a blanket over your exposed body and adjusting the a/c so you can sleep properly. he drops a soft kiss on your forehead and a peck on your lips and he smiled at how your lips pouted as if you’re asking for another kiss. he then pets your hair for a couple of minutes before leaving you to rest, locking the door as he leaves to not raise any suspicion in your part.
he goes to his room, prepares for a shower, and jerks himself off as he’s leaning in the glass panel just to release tension. he then comes down to the kitchen to clean, he returns the rice to the rice cooker, chop suey in the pan before he washes the dishes in the sink, and tidies his surroundings. as soon as he’s satisfied with his work, he checks the lock on the door and switches the lights off before going back to his room. at his bedside table, he sees the digital clock and it’s only quarter to ten, so he lets himself sit in his gaming chair, opens his gaming setup, and checks in his discord to catch up with his online friends, some inviting him to play, to which he accepted.