What are you doing, stepbro? Ben Solo x Reader

Chapter 6

TW: slight nsfw

You sigh and close your eyes. You then shimmy your sleep shorts off, and push up your cami so your breasts are exposed. With one hand you grab your breast, and with the other, you begin to touch yourself.

Your body freezes.

You're as dry as the Sahara desert downstairs.

So you pull out your iPad, since your phone is wrecked, and go on your usual site. The first video that pops up is a stepbrother/stepsister video. Is it reading your fucking mind? Have cookies gotten that accurate?

It has 4 stars, so it has to be good.

A few moments later, you realize you have made a grave mistake. You rarely use your iPad and didn't realize it was on full volume.

"Stepbro," the actress moans, "wh-what are you doing?"

The device falls from your hands and it clatters loudly onto the floor. If Ben didn't hear the video, he definitely heard that. It's still going, moans and grunts coming from the speakers. You scramble to pick it up off the floor.

Just as you press pause, the door swings open and your jaw drops in shock. Ben stands there, body illuminated by the hallway lights behind him. He's wearing only a pair of joggers.

"What the fuck, Ben?" You scramble to cover your naked body.

"Don't play your perverted porn so fucking loud."

He flicks the lamp on so that he can see your face properly.

"You look frustrated, are you having trouble down there?" He says mockingly.

"Fuck off!" You say.

He laughs evilly, enjoying every moment. "Fine. Guess I won't help you." He shoves his hands in his pockets.

You let out a quiet gasp. Help you, sexually? It has been harder lately, ever since that one night you've had trouble getting off. Maybe if you get it out of your system nothing else weird will happen? Poe said it's normal, you aren't really related. But the look on Ben's face is anything but friendly. He's evil, if you do this, will he hold it over your head.

"Did you come in here to help me...?" You test the waters.

"What is it you call me? Stepbrother, right?" He says, and you're unable to read his face.

"Uhm, yeah..." you trail off, voice quiet.

"Should I take care of my step-sister?" He questions, and you aren't sure if he's serious.

"Yes?" You whisper.

He laughs loudly, and you realize you were mistaken.

"You really thought I was serious?" He says, and you feel more than embarrassed.

"Well, give me Poe's number then." You reply.

He scoffs. "No way."

You pull up your shorts and grab a hoodie. "Fine. I'll find his house myself then." You open up your window.

"Fucking brat. Lay down." He says, walking towards you with a look on his face you can't read. 

You lay down in your bed, flat on your back. The bed shifts when Ben gets on. He kneels on the bed, straddling your legs. Your heart races, and you squirm nervously.

"Don't get the wrong idea. I'm only doing this so you don't go slutting around the neighborhood."

He pulls your shorts back down, and slips two fingers between your folds.