Oliver Sykes Smut

The stepbrother♡

Oliver sykes one shot

It was late night and my parents were out. They haven't had alone time in a while so its understandable.

I was snuggled under my blankets. My reading glasses firmly placed in front of my eyes and a good book in my hands. My eyes skimmed over the words, fully concentrated on the inked paper. Reading is my favourite thing to do on nights like these.

My solitude was interrupted when loud repeated banging was heard behind the wall that separated me and my step brother. I blushed when a groan was heard followed by a scream of pleasure.

I had always wondered how it must feel to be with him physically , to know how it feels when his hands traveled down my burning body. How it feels to have his tongue lapping at the lips between my hips. The loud banging had stopped which interrupted my erotic fantasy. I was shocked to find that my hand was down my jean shorts , my fingers teasing my sensitive core. I blushed at my actions and stood up walking to the bathroom to wash my hands.

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror just staring at myself. I looked terrible, my hair was sticking up in different directions and my skin looked oily and just gross. I decided to take a shower just to look somewhat presentable.

After I finished I dried my hair and braided it to the side. I got dressed in a black comfortable short and a white tank top. No one was going to see me like this anyway. My stomach started grumbling and my mind drifted back to the leftover brownies in the In the fridge. I walked out of my room just in time to see a random blonde girl closing Olivers door and not daring to look me in the eye. I laughed and shook my head while quickly skipping down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to eat the chocolaty goodness.

I walked up stairs and walked by Olivers room. Loud music was blaring from it. I dont know why but I knocked on his door quite loudly so that he could hear it through the loud music.

"Come in" His husky voice sounded behind the door. I turned the knob and walked in. It was awkward to say the least. I sat on his bed and looked around his room. His bed sheets were black and the dark walls were decorated with band posters. The room was dark because of the closed curtains.

I looked over to him to see that he was smoking a bong. Him and his bed sheets smelled strongly of the herb. He put his mouth on the top of the glass object and he used the lighter to light the weed. He waited until the long object was filled with smoke. He then pulled out the thing that kept the smoke inside and inhaled it all quickly. He kept it in for a while and then exhaled creating small o's.

"You want some?" He asked with a slight smirk tugging at his lips. Oliver Sykes, my step brother is 19. He was covered in tattoos. He had a chiseled jaw, perfect pink lips he had almond shaped eyes. They were a hazelish green colour. He was tall and lanky. He was perfect to say the least.

I nodded my head responding to the question. This is my first time doing any sort of drugs. I did the same as he did with the glass object. I felt his stare burning into me and I coughed after I exhaled and looked at him. He had a smirk playing on his lips. My head started spinning...the drug is starting to work. I moved closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder and glanced up at him to see he was still smoking the bong. I leaned up and kissed his cheek. My lips were close to his mouth.

He looked shocked but still smiled.

"What was that for?" He asked draping his arm over my shoulders.

I shrugged. "I don't know." I giggled. " I guess I just felt like it."

Before I could even think his lips were crushed to mine. I obviously kissed back. He suddenly pulled away and left my lips tingling for more.