You always secretly had a thing for your older brother, he was 29 and you were only 17 (dont ask). He'd always come over on mondays and you would go to his mansion on fridays.

it was friday, you were packing your things to spend the weekend there, when you suddenly felt strong and large arms wrap around your waist, his fingers squeezing your skin ever so slightly, his breath hit your ear warmly and his voice was like gravel, but soothing and deep

"Ready to go babydoll..?~"