The Fox Bites

Rating: Explicit 

Fandom: Ace Attorney 

Pairing: Klavier/Kristoph 

Tags: noncon, incest, Yandere!Klaiver

Summary: After learning that his big brother Kristoph had dared enter into a relationship, Klavier can't hold himself back. It's time that he taught his silly older brother just who he belongs too 

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When was the last time he had seen his beautiful big brother cry? Last time had to have been when they were kids but he couldn’t remember a specific occasion. Kristoph Gavin wasn’t one to show that kind of weak face to anyone…except for him, of course. Though…the corners of Klavier’s lips curled up into a pleased smirked. He wasn’t exactly giving his wonderful big brother any choice. Brushing the pad of his thumb over Kristoph’s trembling bottom lip, Klavier leaned in to drag his tongue along the sharp line of his burning hot cheek, lapping up a few stray tears. Pushing out a groan though his tightly clenched teeth, Kristoph tried to jerk his head away but Klavier tightening his hold on his long, silky hair, easily holding him in place. A flash of irritation at Kristoph daring to try to escape him flared up in his chest. Grinning coldly, his gaze intently focused on Kristoph’s brightly flushed face, Klavier grinded the tip of his cock against his beautiful big brother’s twitching virgin hole.

“Tell me you want this, big brother.” Klavier whispered into his ear, relishing the way Kristoph’s slender body shuddered violently underneath him. Aahh…this feeling…it was sublime – pinning his beautiful older brother down, holding him tightly as he spread him open, making him expose every inch of his gorgeous body…reminding him in the most vicious, primal way that he was his…he was only his…no one else was allowed to touch him, to love him like he did.

“K-Klavier, please…” Kristoph gasped, his wide-eyed, horrified gaze flickering back and forth between his flushed face and his rigid cock. His normally well-kempt hair hung in disarray around his sweaty face. His chest heaved with each labored breath. Nervously licking his lips, he tried to smile but it came across more as a grimace, “D…don’t do this. I…I know you’re upset but t-trust me…no one, not even Phoenix caAAAAAAAHNNN!!!”

Red burned around the edges of his vision at the mention of his name. Grinding his teeth together, Klavier rammed his hips forward, forcibly shoving his cock into Kristoph’s tight, hot hole. Throwing his head back, his eyes bulging, Kristoph convulsed and came, his hips bucking as thick ropes of cum poured from his twitching dick. Klavier froze, his mouth hanging open. Staring down at the splash of white across Kristoph’s tanned belly, a wide grin slowly spread across his face. A rough chuckle tumbled free from his lips, followed quickly a bellowing laugh that echoed through the bathroom. Panting raggedly, pleasure howling through his nerves in crashes and booms that made his body shake, he lunged down to smash their mouths together in a rough, sloppy kiss. Clamping his hands down on Kristoph’s hips, he held him in place as he brutally bucked his hips, smashing his cock in and out of his tight, convulsing hole.

“I barely even put it in,” Klavier declared gleefully, “and you’re already cumming like a slut! How shameless, my big brother. Come on, why not be honest with me? You’ve wanted this. You’ve always wanted this! Always wanted your little brother to take you!”

“N-No-!” Kristoph sobbed, weakly shaking his head. Teary eyes swung up to stare at him pleadingly, “Please-! Klavier! Stop-! Come to your senses! I’m-!”

“Little brother.” Klavier whispered, leaning in to brush a kiss against Kristoph’s trembling lips, “Call me ‘little brother’ like you always do. Come on, I want to hear you say it.”

“Stop-!” Kristoph howled instead. He grabbed at the front of Klavier’s shirt with his bound hands, “This-! This is wrong-! You know it is-! Please-! I-! I don’t want this, Klavier-! I-!”

“Only want Phoenix, right?” Klavier said softly, coming to a halt. He stared coldly into Kristoph’s tormented expression, biting back at the rage bubbling up his throat. Right now, his beautiful big brother didn’t understand – he belonged to him. That man, that poor excuse of a lawyer…he wasn’t worthy enough to put his hands on Kristoph. Only he was good enough; only he could touch him! Only he could fuck him! Klavier leaned forward, bringing his face even closer to Kristoph’s. The tips of their noses touched. Kristoph shrunk back, his breath catching.

“Answer me, big brother.” Klavier murmured, rubbing his cheek against Kristoph’s.

“I…I…” Kristoph gasped, trembling underneath him. “Klavier, ple-“

“Little brother.” Klavier growled coldly. “I told you…call me ‘little brother’!”

Digging his precisely manicured nails into Kristoph’s blazingly hot skin, he roughly rolled him over onto his side, wrenching his hips high up into the air. Clenching his teeth tightly together, he resumed pounding into him, forcing his hole to spread open wide to take in his aching length. Kristoph let out a sharp, wailing cry. His larger body tensed up and shuddered. Gasping out a ragged breath, Klavier’s hand shot down to wrap around his beautiful big brother’s cock. When he pulled it away, his skin was coated in a heavy load of white. A pleased smirk tugged at the

corners of his lips. Heat bubbled and boiled at the base of his spine, pressing against the back of his balls. The anger tearing apart his chest started to fade, buried underneath the constant assault of pleasure.

“You protest so much,” he cooed, leaning down to nip at the shell of Kristoph’s ear, “but that’s twice now I’ve made you cum.

“Please…please-! Klavier, stop-! Stop-!”

Bringing his soaked hand to his mouth, Klavier dragged his tongue through the mess of his beautiful big brother’s semen. Tangy saltiness coated his tongue, sending a shiver racing down his spine. Humming happily, he swallowed down a mouthful, giggling when that earned him a mortified moan from Kristoph. Straightening back up, Klavier smoothed his hands up the length of Kristoph’s back, knotting his calloused fingers into his sweat soaked hair.

“Stop? We’re just getting started, big brother. You’ve made the mistake of assuming this body was yours to give to someone else.” He rolled his hips, grinding his aching length against Kristoph’s twitching insides, “Big brother, don’t you see? You’ve given me no choice. I have to make you understand. If I don’t, you might try to leave me. I can’t have that. I don’t know what I’d do if you were to try so this,” he dragged his nails along the length of Kristoph’s spine, “is to make sure that you’ll never see the truly ugly side of me, big brother.”