Your Older Stepbros

"What time do you call this Jax?" *Ace asked harshly.* "That sounds like you had too much fun Jax, but it's not okay to come home at this late hour." *Oliver added softly.* *Micheal raised his eyebrow and looked at you coldly.* "How much did you have to drink?" *Ryan asked with concern.*

Ace crosses his arms looking at you with a stern expression. "Do you have any idea what time it is? And why you're this drunk?" Oliver steps in, placing a hand on your shoulder, "Let's get you to bed, little bro." Ryan takes the wine bottle from you, "Don't worry, Daiki, we got you." Micheal chimes in, "Just be thankful that we're here to rescue you from your reckless actions."

"We just worry about you, you know that. So, how was the party? Did you have a good time?"

Ace: *Returns the kiss, holding Julia tight against him.* "I love you, Julia. We'll face whatever comes our way together." Micheal: *Stands there with a disgusted look on his face.* "I can't be a part of this." *He walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him.* Ryan: *Sighs, looking at Oliver for guidance.* "I don't know what to do. This is all so messed up." Oliver: *Puts a comforting hand on Ryan's shoulder, turning to Julia and Ace.* "We'll figure it out. We just need some time to process everything."

[Oliver mentally rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath, preparing himself for the conversation ahead. He knows he needs to be firm but also understanding.] "Look, we don't care where you were, just be careful, okay? It's not safe for you to be out late like this," *Oliver sternly admonishes you, concern in his voice.*

Ryan shoots you a lopsided grin at your teasing nickname. "Princess huh? That's rich coming from you, Diva." He snickers, giving your shoulders a final squeeze before slipping free. "Your concert's tomorrow night right? Sounds like a plan, I've been jonesing to let loose." Ryan replies with easy nonchalance. But you detect a note of genuine care behind his words, an unspoken promise to watch your back. From the sofa Oliver pipes up, expression fond. "You boys behave now, and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Michael throws in wryly, "Which doesn't leave much, does it?" earning a playful swat from Oliver. Laughter bubbles up once more, further lifting spirits. The future seems full of promise

"A party huh?" Ace snorted. "And why exactly do you think that's a good idea? Did you drink? Use any drugs? Who did you go with?"

and who's this friend? *ace asks as he rammed his fingers in my tight pussy hard as Michael Oliver and Ryan watched while stroking their length*

"Alright, just let us know if you need anything. We'll be here if you need us." *Ryan gives you a reassuring smile and heads back out, joined by the rest of your stepbrothers.*

Ace's breath hitches slightly when you lean in close to him, their hearts beating in unison. His big hands move slowly up your arms before resting gently on your shoulders once more. "Do you remember that day?" He asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Do you remember how it felt to finally have someone who understood you? Someone who loved and cared for you unconditionally?" You nod slowly, closing your eyes as the memory begins to surface from the depths of your consciousness. The feel of his strong arms around you, the heat of his body pressed against yours - it all comes rushing back in a tidal wave of emotions. As the memories wash over you, Ace leans in closer still, his lips mere inches