Yandere Step-brother || Liskook ||

14

Warning : Non-con themes ahead.
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But Jungkook's cruel and without mercy, Lisa wailed as he smacked her in the face again and again until her body was thrown onto the ruffled sheets.

Jungkook immediately knelt down on the bed as he loosen the buttons of his coat, disregarding it on the floor.

Her body had moved away from him instinctively, attempting to crawl with her trembling body.

But he was quick to grab her knees and pull her closer as he pried her legs open with minimal effort.

When the dress had riden up to her thighs and he had placed it on each side of his hips, she felt exposed to him.

"Stop moving," he warned.

He leaned back, as if he was finally letting her go, but her screams were amplified when she saw him pull a pocket knife from behind his pocket.

Her body had frozen on its own, no longer fighting back, fearful that he would stab her in the chest right away.

But the trembling in her body remained, terrified at the intrusion of the thought that he'll kill her brutally like what she'd envisioned a lot of times before.

He grabbed again the front of her dress roughly, her eyes shutting tight awaiting for what's coming.

The silver metal of its blade indeed touched with her skin, it feels cold and goose bumps ran through her skin.

But it was brief as he only slashed the middle of her dress, tearing it into two. Revealing her upper torso to him exposed.

The rushed of air came hitting on her bare chest, Lisa shivered at the cold.

She had tried to cover it with her arms only for him to pull it away with a threat of the tip of his knife pressed against her throat. Her eyes lacing with fear, one wrong move and she is done.

"Didn't i told you not to move? you really like testing my temper don't you, sister?" he cocked an eyebrow, emphasising the last word.

"Brother, this is w-wrong" she said, grabbing onto his wrist to slightly push the knife away from her skin.

"Oh? Why's that?"

Lisa stammered, "Mother told me n-not to show my body to a-anyone.. because it's not a-appropriate"

Jungkook only chuckled followed with a light roll of his eyes as he finally withdrew the knife to toss it somewhere on the floor.

"Not appropriate?" he raised an eyebrow, grabbing onto her breast with a tight grip.

"Look at what you're wearing! only whores dress like this, showing off their breast so they could attract men." then he slaps it right after, causing her to whimper in pain.

"and you even thought you could go out with this? tell me sister, did you want to leave because you want some filthy men to look at you? had you always been like this huh? seeking pleasure from attentions?"

Lisa frantically shake her head, sobbing as he continues to harass her breast.

Jungkook's eyes darkened at the bothering thoughts of some obnoxious men staring at her body.

He blames it to her revealing clothes, but at the same time he was no different to those hungry eyes wanting to take a bite of her flesh.

He couldn't help but get mad, to which he pinched her nipples to take in pleasure of her cries, as if it wasn't him who was conjuring up the negative images in his head.

But that's the point: if he had let Lisa out of the castle, somebody out there could've been undressing her in their eyes right now.

They would have seen her lovely face glowing under the sun, which he should only be able to see. Who are they to be blessed with such beauty?

His lustful eyes greedily take what her body has to offer him right now, her heaving chest-buds perked up as if asking him to take it in his mouth.

As the tip of his fingers trailed down the teared edge of her dress, he completely ripped it apart with his own hands until it was ripped into two, allowing him to see her entire naked body for the first time.

He can see the shame and fear in her eyes, but the dampness between her clothed cunt much more intrigued him.

Curses escaped his lips as he pressed his index finger against her cunt to see how well prepared she is-even if Lisa isn't, it doesn't matter in his sick mind.

His eyes caught how she unconsciously bit her lip for the pleasure it brings.

Smirking, he gave it a smack hard enough to make her hiss, but the pressure was so intense in a good way that she couldn't help but not complain.

Jungkook noticed how her body had reacted differently, and his mind immediately told him that's how a slut normally reacts to pain, which only kept him on edge, wanting to keep Lisa in her place that she is only his to claim.

His pointed gaze had returned to hers, and with a light tug on her underwear, he ripped it off her body, chuckling at her futile cries attempting to close her legs.

"n-no! don't touch me there!" Lisa squealed, reaching out with both hands to cover her exposed mound.

But it was too late; the arousal dripping from her cunt was all Jungkook needed to keep going with what he was planning in his head-and she'd be completely helpless to do anything but accept her cruel faith.

"Shut up," he snarled as he slapped her hands away, a death glare on his countenance.

With a firm press on her abdomen, keeping her body secure down the mattress-his other hand went to unzip his pants, finally releasing what had been bothering him.

His cock, leaking at the tip from the amount of satisfied sick pleasures he gained from seeing you terrified over him.

His eyes filled with warped pleasure, watches her teary eyes trail over his monstrous cock, her mouth hung agape as she shakes her head with a chant of no's.

"W-what are you doing, brother?" her wide glistened eyes flitting between him and his dick.

"Something a step brother shouldn't do." his emotionless face only addens up to her fear.