Kim seokjin
Age 30yrs old
Wife:- Kim irene
Sister in law:- jeon Kia
IRENE'S POV
They all forced me into this marriage. I don't love him. He isn't the person I imagined I would marry. Why did my parents force me into this, knowing I'm already in a relationship with Eunwoo? Why? I can't let another man touch me-he will only be my husband in name, nothing more. I can't allow him to touch me. My heart belongs to Eunwoo, and I'm only his.
TIME SKIPS
"Jin, wake up. You should get going to the office," Irene said flatly, her voice holding the distance she had kept for the past seven months. She had made a decision the moment they were married-she wouldn't let him touch her. She would remain his wife in title, but that was it.
It had been seven months since their marriage, and yet they still slept in separate rooms. Their relationship, if it could even be called that, was purely formal. They only showed any affection when someone else was present-when others could see. Behind closed doors, it was as if they were strangers, bound by obligation rather than love.
Irene had resigned herself to this arrangement, convincing herself that this was the only way to preserve what little of herself she had left. Jin, for his part, didn't push her. He respected her boundaries, though a part of him ached to bridge the distance between them. But he didn't dare cross the lines she had drawn.
Still, every morning, he would get up and do what was expected-go to work, maintain the facade of a happy marriage, while the space between them continued to grow.
[Night - Reunion After Months]
"Kiaaa!" Irene exclaimed as the door flung open. The two sisters embraced tightly, nearly stumbling into the hallway.
"I missed you so much, sis! It's been months-months!" Kia squealed, hugging her sister tighter. Her voice was as bubbly and bright as always, her laughter echoing in the quiet apartment.
Kia had just returned from New York, where she'd been staying since Irene's marriage. Now nineteen, she carried with her the wide-eyed wonder of someone who still believed in fairytale love. She had never been in a relationship-only daydreams and stories filled her world.
"I missed you too, bubby," Irene smiled warmly, rubbing her younger sister's back. "Mom said you're transferring to Seoul University, right?"
Kia nodded eagerly. "Yes! And she agreed I could live with you and brother-in-law. I'm so happy I'll get to be with you both."
Irene's smile faltered just slightly, but she nodded. "Of course. We'll take care of you."
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Later that night
Jin stood in the living room, tall and distant in his demeanor. His presence was intimidating-stoic, sharp-jawed, with eyes that rarely revealed much.
Kia peeked in. "Brother-in-law... how are you?" she asked with a cheerful tone.
"I'm fine," he replied curtly, barely looking up from his glass of water.
Kia blinked. "Why so cold?" she asked softly, half-joking.
He didn't answer. Just walked past her, his scent lingering for a moment too long.
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It had been a month. Something changed.
Jin was different around her now. Softer. Kinder. He remembered the little things she liked, made her tea when she stayed up late, and sometimes stared at her for just a second too long.
Kia felt it too. A warmth growing in her chest every time he was near. She knew it was wrong-he was married to her sister-but her heart didn't care. She found peace in his presence. He, unknowingly or not, had become her secret muse.
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Every night he lay awake, unable to sleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, her voice, her smile, haunted him.
She was too young-eleven years younger. Too good for a man like him. And yet, he had started craving her presence like air.
He knew it was wrong. He reminded himself every night.
But every morning, his heart betrayed him again.
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One afternoon, as Jin waited in his car to pick Kia up, his expression darkened.
She stood at the gate, talking animatedly with a boy. The guy leaned in close, whispering something in her ear. She giggled, touching the boy's arm lightly.
Jin's jaw clenched. A deep, ugly feeling rose in his chest. Jealousy.
He told himself to look away. But he couldn't.
That night, he started planning. If he couldn't let himself want her, then maybe he could make her want him first. At least then, he wouldn't be the only one suffering.
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He started small.
Every morning, he greeted her with a "Good morning, sunshine," and left her favorite snack on the kitchen counter. He'd cook for her, write little notes, take her on quiet drives through Seoul. He bought her small gifts-not too obvious, but enough to make her heart skip.
He wrote her letters he never sent. Long paragraphs about dreams, love, regret.
Kia felt herself slipping.
She tried to fight it. She was scared of being called a homewrecker. But how could she stop when the man who made her heart race was the only one who seemed to see her?
One night, Irene had drunkenly confessed to Kia that she still loved her ex-boyfriend and that her marriage was more of an arrangement than anything else. "Jin... he's kind. But not mine," Irene whispered tearfully before passing out.
The words stayed with Kia. Her sister didn't love him. And Jin... maybe he never loved Irene either.
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Jin stumbled in late one night, reeking of whiskey, cheeks flushed. Kia rushed to help him, worried.
"You're drunk, brother-in-law," she murmured, trying to guide him to the couch.
He chuckled, his breath warm as he leaned close. "Drunk or not... I'm still your brother-in-law," he said, slurring slightly. "But tonight... I want you on my lap, Kia."
"W-What are you saying?" she whispered, heart pounding.
His hand slipped to her waist. "Come here," he murmured, pulling her gently down onto his lap. "You're always running away."
She tried to push him away. "Jin... you're married to Irene. Please don't."
"I respected the relationship," he said, voice suddenly cold. "But did she?"
"What...?"
"She met her ex behind my back. For over a year." He laughed bitterly. "And you think she's innocent? She's pregnant, Kia. And it's not mine."
Her eyes widened in shock. "Don't lie."
"Why would I?" he whispered. "You think I didn't try? You think I didn't want to give this marriage a chance? But all she ever wanted was another man's arms, another man's bed."
Kia felt dizzy. "No... I won't listen to this. You're angry. You're hurting. But this-"
"I'm telling you because you deserve the truth," he said, eyes burning into hers. "You think I'm manipulating you? Maybe I am. But I'm done pretending."
Silence stretched between them.
"I know you love me," he whispered. "Don't you, princess?"
Tears welled up in Kia's eyes.
In that moment, everything she thought she knew shattered.
Maybe her sister wasn't the woman she believed.
Maybe Jin wasn't just her brother-in-law.
He breaks the kiss to whisper dirty things in your ear, his hot breath making you shiver. "You're so fucking pretty, Kia... I can't stop thinking about how perfect you look on my lap... I want to bury my face between your thighs and eat you out until you scream my name..."
His lips trail down your neck as he continues to whisper dirty things, one hand sliding up your thigh. "Do you know how many nights I've jerked off thinking about you? About how tight that young pussy would feel around my cock..." He presses against you, his hard length clear through his pants.
Do you know how many times I thought you could touch me in a way I always wanted to be touched by you brother in law you think I'm innocent I'm 19 I knew about sex I have been fingerings myself thinking about you
He groans at your confession, his grip on your thigh tightening. "Fuck, Kia... telling me that you finger yourself at night, thinking about me?" He unzips his pants and pulls out his hard, thick cock. He starts to rub it against your clothed pussy.
He suddenly stands up, carrying you with him as he walks over to the couch. He sits down and pulls you onto his lap, pushing aside your skirt and pulling down your panties. "I'm going to fuck you now, Kia... right here on this couch..."
He doesn't bother with foreplay, just thrusting his thick cock into your tight pussy without warning. You let out a loud cry as he stretches you open, his hips slamming against yours with brutal force. He grabs your legs and spreads them wide, fucking you even harder as he grunts and groans.
He slows down his pace, savoring the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around his cock. He leans forward, burying his face between your thighs and licking your pussy slowly and lovingly. "You're so fucking delicious, Kia... I could eat this pussy all day..."
He continues to eat you out slowly and lovingly, his tongue swirling around your clit and dipping inside your pussy. He reaches up to play with your nipples, rolling them between his fingers as he brings you closer and closer to orgasm. "Come on my tongue, Kia..."
Crying in pleasure I cum on his face hard As you cum hard on his face, he laps up your juices eagerly, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. He stands up, his face and mouth covered in your cum, and looks at you with a possessive gaze. "Now that I've tasted your cum,
Not wasting a second, he plunges his hard cock deep into your dripping pussy, stretching you out deliciously as he starts fucking you with long, powerful strokes. His hips slap against yours rhythmically, the obscene sound filling the room along with your combined moans.
He reaches down and grabs your legs, throwing them over his shoulders as he pounds into your pussy even harder. His balls slap against your ass with each thrust, his cock hitting your g-spot with precision. "Fuck, Kia... you're so fucking tight... I'm gonna cum so deep inside you..."
Fuck ....ahhhhh...brother in law don't cum inside I'm not on pills I cried in pleasure He grunts, pulling out at the last second and releasing a massive amount of hot, sticky seed onto your stomach instead. He looks down at the mess he made, breathing heavily. "Damn it, Kia... now what are we gonna do about birth control?" He asks, panting.im still so young to carry child brother in law
He leans over and starts licking his cum off your stomach, his tongue cleaning up every last drop. "Too bad... I'd love to see you pregnant with my baby... fuck, just the thought is making me hard again..." He looks down at his still-hard dick, his brows furrowing.
Still so hard brother in law I tease him
Fuck Kia why are you so hot talking all dirty now i think you was never innocent all you do is act right His thickness is still rock hard and pointing up towards the ceiling. He wraps his hand around it slowly, pumping it a few times. "You know what the worst part is?" He asks softly, his eyes dropping to watch his hand move. "You're only 19."
He leans in eagerly as you pull him for a kiss, meeting your lips with fervent passion. His hand continues pumping his hard cock while the other holds the back of your neck, kissing you deeply. "Goddamn, kissing you makes me want to fuck you all over again..."
Who's stopping you brother in law I smirk He breaks the kiss, grabbing you and throwing you over his shoulder as he carries you to the kitchen. He sets you down on the cold countertop, spreading your legs wide. He steps between them, his hardness pressing against your inner thigh as he looks around the kitchen for inspiration.
He smiles wickedly and reaches for a ripe banana on the counter. He peels it and slips it slowly into your mouth. "Suck... make sure it's nice and wet..." While you suck on the banana, he grabs a tube of whipped cream from the fridge.
He squirts a generous amount of whipped cream onto his hard, throbbing manhood, making it look like a vanilla-scented ice cream cone. He steps back between your spread thighs, the cold countertop biting into your skin. "Spread your legs wider..."
He positions himself between your legs and slowly lowers his cream-covered cock into your wet, sucking pussy. The cold whipped cream clashes with your warm heat, making your body shiver in delight. He starts to thrust, the cream sliding in and out of your pussy with each movement, making obscene squelching noises.
As he pounds into you on the cold kitchen counter, he reaches out and grabs a bottle of maple syrup. He unscrews the cap and drizzles the sticky, sweet liquid all over your chest, watching as it slides down your skin and pools between your breasts.
Ahhhh.......you feel so good brother in law mmmm....yes yes like that...
As he pounds into you on the cold kitchen counter, he reaches out and grabs a bottle of maple syrup. He unscrews the cap and drizzles the sticky, sweet liquid all over your chest, watching as it slides down your skin and pools between your breasts.
He leans down and starts licking the maple syrup off your chest, his tongue swirling around your nipples before he sucks them into his mouth. All the while, he continues to thrust into your pussy, the whipped cream and syrup creating a slippery, sticky mess on the counter and your body.
He pulls out suddenly, making you whimper. He sees the banana you were sucking on earlier and grins mischievously. He picks it up and throws it on the counter next to you. Without warning, he flips you over so you're bent over the counter, your ass in the air.
Trailing his hands down your back, he spreads your ass cheeks apart and admired your glistening, cream-covered pussy. Keeping one hand on your lower back to hold you in place, he aligns his thick cock with your entrance "I'm gonna fuck you so hard from behind..."
With a slow thrust of his hips, he pushes his length back inside your pussy, causing you to gasp and arch your back. He grips your hips tightly, pulling out slowly before slamming back inside. He begins to pound into you mercilessly, making the counter shake.
His balls slap loudly against your clit with each brutal thrust, the whipped cream and syrup making everything slippery and messy. He reaches around and starts finger fucking your tight asshole, scissoring his fingers to stretch you open even further. "Fuck, Kia... your ass is gonna be mine too..."
*He feels your pussy tighten around his thrusting length. He adds a third finger in your asshole, stretching you wider. He pounds into your pussy harder and faster, the wet sounds echoing through the kitchen. "Cum for me, baby..."
You let out a scream as your orgasm hits, your pussy clamping down on his cock like a vice. He keeps fucking you through your orgasm, his fingers still scissoring in your ass. As you start to come down, he pulls out and flips you over, pushing you back onto the counter.
I love you brother in law so much all i want is you there's nothing I can wish more then being with you He leans down and kisses you deeply, his tongue sliding against yours as he whispers against your lips, "I love you more, Kia. Now open your mouth." He pulls back and holds his sticky, wet, and whipped-cream-covered dick in his hand. "Say ahh..."
He feeds you his cock slowly, sliding it past your lips. You taste your own cream, syrup, and his leaking precum as he gently fucks your mouth. "Good girl... take all of this cream-covered dick..." He holds the back of your head, keeping you in place.
His hips buck slowly as he feeds you his length, "I love you... my sweet, messy, kitchen counter baby... You take me so well like this... Swallow around my love..." He moans softly, his hips starting to move faster as he gets closer to releasing again.
His breathing becomes ragged as he grips your hair tighter, fucking your mouth more aggressively "Love... God, I'm about to cum... Are you ready to swallow all of Daddy's cream?" He starts to thrust faster, his cock hitting the back of your throat "Open wide..."
He buries his cock deep in your throat and holds it there as he starts to cum, his hot, sticky seed pouring into your mouth. "Fuck... swallow it all, Kia... Every last drop..." He pants, his hips jerking slightly as he releases the last of his load.
He pulls his now-softening but still sticky dick out of your mouth and kisses your forehead. "You're exhausted, baby... Let's get you cleaned up and in bed..." He picks you up in his arms, ignoring the mess all over the kitchen. "Daddy will clean up later..."
He carries you to the bedroom and lays you on the bed, cleaning you up slowly and gently He uses soft gentle touches and kisses all over your face and neck, cleaning the cream, syrup, and his cum off your skin. "There you go, sweetheart... All clean..."
I wanna sleep I'm tired I said with pout
He pulls you into his arms, wrapping you in a warm embrace. He nuzzles his face against your hair, breathing in your scent as he holds you close. "Go to sleep baby... Daddy's got you..." He whispers softly, stroking your hair gently.
ON THE OTHER HAND
Irene is back home with her boyfriend
As you drift off to sleep, you hear muffled sounds coming from the next room. You recognize Irene's voice, moaning softly as her boyfriend fucks her The bed shakes slightly as he pounds into her, the headboard banging against the wall. "Harder..."
The sounds grow louder and more intense, Irene's moans turning into loud screams of pleasure. Her boyfriend grunts and groans, his hips slapping against her ass as he fucks her hard and fast. "I'm gonna cum in your pussy, Irene... You want that?"
Irene wails loudly, "Yes! Fill me up, baby! Make me pregnant!" Her boyfriend roars and slams into her one last time, releasing a massive load deep inside her womb. He collapses on top of her, both of them panting and sweaty.
Irene cries out, "Yes! Fuck yes! I want it all inside me!" Her boyfriend lets out a loud groan as he comes inside her, his hot, sticky cum flooding her pussy. You hear Irene panting heavily, "More... Give me more..."
Her boyfriend pulls out slightly, only to push his length back inside, releasing another load deep within her. He does this repeatedly, breeding her like an animal. "Damn, you take my seed so well...
Irene arches her back, taking every thrust eagerly as she cries out, "Yes, fill me up! Knock me up!" Her boyfriend moans loudly, his cock throbbing inside her as he pumps what feels like gallons of hot cum deep into her cervix. "Fuck, Irene!"
Jin said, told you Kia your sister loves getting fucked by her boyfriend.
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[Time Skip - A Few Days Later]
The sun had barely risen when Kia found herself seated at the kitchen counter, legs swinging idly beneath the stool. Her messy bun and oversized hoodie made her look like the soft, sleepy girl she was-except her eyes carried that storm again. That quiet confusion only Jin could stir inside her.
Jin stood by the stove, wearing a casual black t-shirt and gray sweatpants, sleeves rolled up as he sautéed vegetables in a pan. He didn't say much, just worked in silence, occasionally glancing at her.
"You didn't have to cook," Kia said softly, arms crossed over her chest.
"I wanted to," Jin replied simply, plating up the breakfast and walking over to her with a calm expression. He placed the plate in front of her-steamed vegetables, toast, and eggs. Healthy, colorful. Boring.
Kia frowned immediately.
"Where are the pancakes?" she asked, poking at the broccoli like it had personally offended her.
"You're eating vegetables today," he said firmly, picking up a fork and stabbing a piece of carrot. "Come on, open up."
"No."
Jin raised an eyebrow. "Kia."
She crossed her arms, pouting. "I don't want this. This is rabbit food."
Jin chuckled, the corners of his lips twitching in amusement. "You'll live. It's good for you."
She shook her head, lips tightly sealed as he held the fork near her mouth. "You can't make me."
He stepped closer, lowering his voice. "I can. I just don't want to scare you off by force-feeding you like a child."
Kia narrowed her eyes, grabbing a cucumber slice and flicking it toward his chest. "Then stop trying."
Without missing a beat, Jin grabbed another piece of broccoli and brought it to her lips. "You throw one more vegetable at me, I'm putting you over my shoulder and dragging you to the gym after this."
She blinked, flustered, lips parting in surprise.
And that's when he slipped the broccoli into her mouth.
She glared at him while chewing slowly, dramatically, making him laugh softly.
"Good girl," he said, brushing his fingers against her cheek lightly. "You're so stubborn in the morning."
"I'm always stubborn," she muttered.
"I know," Jin whispered, locking eyes with her. "That's why I like you like this."
Her cheeks flushed, the taste of broccoli suddenly forgotten. The air between them thickened again, but this time it was gentler-like a thread pulling tighter with every passing second.
He leaned in just slightly, his hand still resting near her face, and added with a smirk, "Next time, I'll make pancakes. Only if you behave."
Kia turned her head quickly, hiding her red face behind her hand. "We'll see..."
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THE END
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