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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country. All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM. ********************************************************************************** This is a sequel to “Sleepwalker”, which you can find on the below links. I don’t intend on continuing this story beyond this though, so I hope anyone that enjoys this couple is content with this final instalment. Sleepwalker links: SoFurry: https://sofurry.com/s/nLrRxoRe FurAffinity: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/65331391/ ***************************************************************************************** Margot had awoken an untold time later, there was a strange stillness in the room, as well as an odd fullness in her gut. When she wiggled her hips, she felt something firmly lodged under her tail still, it didn’t take long to figure out that Jasper had somehow managed to get his knot in her tail hole while she was mid-climax apparently. “Dammit, Jasper…” Margot growled softly as she sighed and shook her head in annoyance. Not only had he claimed her last virginity, he had managed to tie her as well, as if things couldn’t get any worse, but then they did. “I’m…uh…sorry…but, what’s going on here?” Jasper asked in confusion as he stared down at where his cock was currently tied beneath his older sister’s raised stub of a tail. He knew he wasn’t dreaming because it felt far too real for that, as well as the slight ache from the pressure around his knot at the moment, it felt as though he’d crammed it in a hole two sizes too small. “You’re awake?” Margot asked in surprise, while she tried to roll onto her side and look back at him in shock. The movement was awkward, mostly because Jasper was straddling the backs of her thighs still, and well, of course he still had his cock under her tail like the worlds lewdest anchor currently holding her in place. “Y…yeah…uhm, I hate to ask the obvious question, but…are we tied?” he awkwardly asked as he gave a testing little tug of his hips as if to confirm he was indeed tied with her. There was barely any give, he could see Margot’s poor little tail hole was trying its hardest to clench back to its original size and shape too but was unsuccessful thanks to his dick. He could see her shapely behind flex and clench every time either of them moved and he accidentally tugged at their tie too. “Ouch! Don’t fucking do that, asshole…” Margot hissed and reached back to swat at him, once she noticed her hands were finally free and no longer being pinned by one of her brothers strong, rough hands. “Yes, you’ve been sleep-walking and fucking me in the process” she replied honestly, figuring it was best not to sugarcoat things, especially as there was no real point to even try hide it now, considering the position they were in. Though she wasn’t sure how much she should really reveal, perhaps not just how much she might actually have been enjoying it at least. She didn’t know how he would react to all this and didn’t want to make things any more weird than they already were. “Wait…fucking you…so this isn’t the first time?” Jasper balked at the insinuation, almost afraid to ask, but he had to know. “How…how many times?” he asked cautiously, his clipped ears drooping a little as he stared down at Margot. His mind began to real, picturing himself as some kind of monster who had unwittingly been abusing and harming his beloved sister. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t in control of himself either, it was still him doing those horrendous things at the end of the day. “This is only the third time, if you must know…” Margot replied with a frown while staring up at him. She could clearly see the inner turmoil he was going through on his face; she knew Jasper would never hurt anyone intentionally, least of all her. So, the mere thought of doing something she didn’t want or like must have already started tearing him apart the moment he became aware of what he had done. Fuck, she couldn’t let him rip himself apart like this, let him think she hated him, hated this, even if it was wrong on so many levels. At the very least, she needed him to know she wasn’t hurt or even angry. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry…you must hate me now” he said, sounding on the verge of breaking down and crying. “I’m a monster…” Jasper growled softly at himself, already imagining the worst scenarios possible in his mind, of how his sister had probably tried to stop him but he just overpowered her like some deviant predator. How he must have forced her to do things she never would have done in a million years, all this made worse because he was meant to be the one man she could trust and rely on in this world, especially after what her shitty husband had done to her. Now here he was, a monster that had broken her trust and done far worse to his own flesh and blood. “Wait, no…it’s not like that, honest!” Margot quickly said as she reached out to gently brush her fingers against her brother’s snout. “You were sleepwalking, you weren’t in control and besides, it helped you get some much-needed rest” she offered reassuringly. She gently turned his gaze down to meet hers, hoping that he could see it in her eyes that she was telling the truth and that he hadn’t hurt her, but most importantly, that he wasn’t a monster. “Here I was thinking it was those stupid expensive sleeping pills” he grumbled and looked off to the side in embarrassment. He couldn’t bring himself to look into Margot’s eyes right now, he just saw himself reflected there, a beast not fit to keep her company even. He could tell she was just trying to make him feel better, always the one sacrificing her own happiness for others. It was just who she was, an amazing woman who deserved so much better than him. “Nope, apparently expensive sleeping pills are nothing compared to your big sisters’ holes” Margot joked, trying to lighten the mood. Despite himself, Jasper cracked a slight smile, but it was clear he was trying not to look at her right then. Good, at least he was still capable of smiling right now, so there was hope of bringing him back from the edge if she played her cards right. “Margs, I’m really sorry…I don’t know how I could ever make this up to you. I hope you can one day forgive me for…this” Jasper said after a moments silence, his voice soft and trembling. She could see the wetness in his eyes as he tried his hardest not to cry, which just broke her heart. She’d only seen him cry twice before in their entire lives, once at their mother’s funeral, then again at their father's a few months later. He was the strongest man she knew and seeing him like this was just heartbreaking. “Hey, silly…there’s nothing to forgive” she smiled and poked a finger against his nose playfully, finally getting him to look first at the point of her finger, then along her arm and down to her face beyond again where he saw she was still smiling up at him. “You’re helping me out in my hour of need, I was just adding onto your already massive pile of stress, so technically it’s partially my fault as well. But as weird as it is, I know it’s helped you destress a little, so…it’s not all that bad. Truth be told, it was kinda…nice for me too” Margot eventually admitted with a blush. She hadn’t planned on admitting that part to him, but it looked like he needed to know. If sacrificing her dignity meant she could stop Jasper from going into a dark place, then so be it, it was worth the sacrifice a hundred times over. “Wait, what do you mean it was kinda nice?” Jasper asked in disbelief. If there had been a soundtrack to their interaction right then, that would be the moment the DJ would have put in the record scratch, right as his thought process came to a sudden and shocking halt. He wasn’t sure he had heard her right, had his sister actually admitted that she had enjoyed their unusual encounters together? “Well, truth be told…it’s been over a year since I’ve been physical with anyone and I am in my sexual prime now, so…a girl has needs too” she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. She wasn’t exactly lying, though most women her age tended to look for a younger partner that could keep up with their growing needs. But that didn’t negate the fact that she did in fact actually have needs that were currently not being met my anyone or anything, she didn’t even own a goddamned toy. Those had all been “lost” during the move down to Jasper after the divorce, no doubt her ex had just been a spiteful prick and gotten in one last jab at her by not packing that box on the moving van. “Granted, my needs didn’t include getting my butt stuffed, but even that wasn’t actually all that bad, all things considered” Margot admitted with another deeper blush, true she had never considered ever doing anal, it just never appealed to her. She knew some people liked it, even some of her former friends from before the divorce admitted to enjoying wearing butt-plugs and the like, but it was never enough to spark her curiosity to explore such things. “Sorry about that…not sure what came over me” he replied with a blush of his own and an apologetic smile. Finally, his thoughts seemed to be calming down, seeing how she was acting and reacting to the situation was actually rather reassuring. At the very least, she didn’t seem to hate him, actually she didn’t even seem particularly mad for some reason. It still didn’t entirely stop him from feeling bad though, he had taken advantage of his sister after all. “I do…Lydia, huh?” Margot said with an accusing stare at her brother. The smile playing about her lips was rather accusatory, like the old saying “the cat that got the cream” and all that. She clearly knew more than she was letting on and now she was handing him rope to see how much he would take before he hung himself with it, in a metaphorical sense of course. “Wait, how did you know about Lydia and I?” Jasper asked in surprise. That had been a brief fling a few years ago, before he moved down here to start his business. They had met randomly in a coffee shop and got to talking, then just hit things off when she asked him for help fixing her car. One thing led to another and soon they were back at her place with him stretching out her holes. It happened a couple more times until she eventually called things off, which if he was being honest, was probably the catalyst for him moving down here in the first place and getting stuck into his work. He had thought he and Lydia were starting a relationship, something real and lasting, he’d assumed she had felt the same way. Then it just ended out of nowhere, with no good explanation, he was tossed aside without a second thought. But ultimately, he couldn’t complain, things had worked out well for him in the years since. He was doing very well for himself now, thankfully well enough to support Margot in her time of need. She had been dropped by all her friends back home and had no choice but to relocate a few states over and move in with him, basically starting her entire life over in her forties. “Because you came in here looking for her butt to stuff while you were sleepwalking but found mine instead” she answered with an amused smirk. “But don’t change the subject, you two swore you never did anything together, but it seems like you’ve done a bunch” Margot said rather accusingly, though still keeping a light-hearted tone. She wasn’t actually mad about it, she knew Lydia and her brother were both consenting adults, so they hadn’t really done anything wrong. “Sorta, I…helped fix her car once and that was how she decided to repay me is all” he laughed. He wasn’t entirely sure how much she knew about their brief relationship, but he couldn’t deny they had done some stuff it seemed. “I see, so it wasn’t like you had a relationship or anything?” the brown and tan Doberman asked. “No, nothing like that. Just a bit of no strings attached fun as a thank you” Jasper affirmed. He supposed that they hadn’t actually had a relationship when he thought about it, if they had, then she wouldn’t have been able to drop him so easily and without so much as a second thought. Perhaps he was just a bit of fun on the side, while that hurt to think about, it did make things easier to accept. It was just his fault for catching feelings for one of his sister’s friends he supposed. “Okay, I guess I can get on board with that…speaking of which…” Margot paused as something occurred to her. She began to think of everything Jasper had done for her lately, more than just the room and board. He had truly been looking after her, far more than most brothers would. Hell, she had been in relationships with great guys before that didn’t treat her half as good as her brother did. After her ex, she didn’t see herself dating again, definitely not getting married either. But at the end of the day, she did still crave that physical closeness of someone being there beside her, so a crazy notion began to grow in her mind, one she never would have considered in a million years before moving in with Jasper and all this craziness having occurred now. “Speaking of what?” he asked, his head tilting to the side as he stared down at his sister. He knew that look, she was thinking and sorting out her thoughts. Something in his chest suddenly felt heavy, but also hopeful and he didn’t quite know why. After Lydia, Jasper had given up on romance and just focused on his work. But the harder he worked, the more lonely he felt, but he didn’t know how to fill that hole. He just didn’t trust women anymore, he had been used and tossed aside too many times before. The only woman that had stuck by his side through thick and thin was Margot, so why did he feel like his entire world was about to change and why was he so goddamn scared because of it? “No strings attached payback, I know I owe you a lot, and I doubt I could ever pay you back financially…” she began, her blush growing brighter. “If this helps you, maybe it’s what I can offer and do to earn my keep around here?” Margot mumbled the last few words as she turned to look away, finding it hard to meet her brothers gaze suddenly. Fuck, that wasn’t what she really wanted to say, but how do you tell your own brother that you want a relationship with him? The thought of asking Jasper on a date sounded absolutely ludicrous in her mind, but for some reason, no strings attached sex didn’t? What the fuck was wrong with her… “Wait…you’re offering to sleep with me as compensation for you staying here, is that what you’re getting at?” Jasper clarified. That was not what he was expecting or perhaps hoping for. But it was more than he could have hoped for, he didn’t know why, but the fact Margot had even offered meant she clearly was not upset with him if she was offering to keep doing it. But she was his sister, could he really sleep with her? Well, while he was wide awake at least, clearly, he had done so a couple of times already. “Yeah…” she answered meekly. God, she hoped he couldn’t see how badly she was blushing right now, she felt like a silly little girl, offering to share her toys with someone just so they would like her. “Margs, you know I would never charge you for staying here, you’re my sister and…” he began to say again, just like he did the first night she had arrived. He would move heaven and earth for her if she just asked, he didn’t expect anything from her, all he wanted was for her to be safe and healthy, hopefully he could stop her worrying about finances and other stuff as well, he would help however and wherever she needed him to, no questions asked. “And I feel guilty for taking advantage of your generosity. Plus…if it makes you feel any better about my offer, it’s…also sort of a selfish offer for me too” she began to admit. “I can’t lie, I haven’t exactly hated our three encounters, even this one…I have never actually climaxed this much during all my years of marriage if I’m being perfectly honest.” It was true, most of her adult life she had been with selfish lovers, she could probably count the times she’d had actual climaxes on one hand, and even those she wasn’t a hundred percent certain of. They sure as hell never felt like what she had experienced with Jasper, not by a long shot. Part of her wanted more, craved it even, it was like a drug and after experiencing it, she knew she couldn’t live without it. “Oh, Margs…” Jasper said softly as he leaned down to gently nuzzle against his sister’s shoulder apologetically. “Well, if it will help you half as much as it’s helped me, I guess we can give it a go. Just…it’s going to be awkward doing it while I’m awake and conscious though…” he pointed out. It was the truth, logically he knew his sister was a very beautiful and attractive woman, which was why he never did understand why her ex-husband had cheated on her in the first place, but still, she was his sister and he had never really thought about her like that before. “I know, but when or if you’re ready to give it a try, we can” she finally turned to smile back up at her brother. “Until then though, try not move too much…my poor butt” she hissed and reached back to gently rub at her aching tail hole. The darkness was gone from his eyes, she had managed to pull him back from the edge, so that was good at least. Now there was just their future and how things would pan out, there was no telling what would happen. She had opened Pandora’s box, and it was too late to close it now, all they could do was deal with whatever happened as things came up. “I’ll go grab you an ice pack or bag of frozen peas, when I get free” he offered with an apologetic laugh. His arms slipped beneath Margot as he gently cuddled against her side in their awkward position, his nose bumping against hers. “Thanks for being so cool about all this, sis” Jasper said and gave a long, drawn-out sigh, finally relaxing and honestly feeling better about the strange situation he’d woken up in. Things were about to change, and he didn’t know how they would work out, but at least he hadn’t lost his sister in the process, so he counted that as a win, for now. “Anytime, Jay” she replied and gave his nose a little kiss and a ruffling of his messy hair with her hand. After they finally managed to separate, Jasper made good on his promise to bring something to help soothe Margot’s behind. While she lay beside him on the bed and he gently applied the bag of frozen peas, she recounted their previous sleepwalking interactions in great detail. Hearing his sister talk so openly and so lewdly did seem to have an effect on him she noticed, a couple of times he had sported a bit of red lipstick as he listened to how he’d apparently made her climax during his sleepwalking escapades. At any rate, at least he seemed to be getting a lot more comfortable being naked around her, as well as seeing her naked too, it was a good start. ***************************************************************************************** The next couple of days were more than a little awkward between them, but not in a bad way. Something had definitely changed between them, more so how they interacted with one another, but also just how they looked and glanced at each other too. They no longer looked at each other like brother and sister, now they couldn’t help but blush when either of them was caught staring at the other. There were plenty of awkward laughs and giggles, it felt like high school all over again. Though Jasper had sleepwalked once or twice more in that time, he hadn’t done anything with or to Margot when he encountered her, much to her disappointment. It was rather confusing to say the least, the way Jasper looked at her now, she could see the desire for her in his gaze, but even when his logical mind was disengaged and he was sleepwalking, he didn’t act on it. But then she wondered if it was because he was no longer dreaming about past lovers and was now picturing her, as his sister and some part of him was still reluctant to actually take that final step. Whatever it was, it was not helping her own needs and desires. Margot had caught herself at the kitchen sink washing dishes when she looked up and out the window to see Jasper working on something in the back yard with his shirt off. The way his muscles moved and flexed beneath his glossy coat, the fine sheen of sweat and the focused look on his face just made her tingle in a certain way. She had seen him like this dozens of times before, but now after their encounters and their late-night talk, she was seeing him in a new light. He had turned into a really handsome man, but it was more than just skin deep, she knew him intimately and knew that right down to his core he was a good person. It was more than just her needs and desires being unanswered she slowly began to realize; there was a tinge of heartache there too as she thought about a future that probably never would come to pass. One that should never come to pass perhaps, at least not if the rest of the world knew about it. Jasper was awoken later that night by someone crawling into his bed, but he already knew who it was just by the feel of her in his arms. They had gotten a lot closer lately, which meant more hugs and touching each other, though still in merely a friendly and platonic sort of manner. Margot had crawled into bed with him and now lay with her head on his chest, he could feel her trembling a little though, almost as if she were cold, despite it being rather warm out. “Everything okay, Margs?” he asked with genuine concern as he looked down at her face in dim light of the moon coming through his open window. “Yeah…well…no, shit” she growled softly as a dozen different emotions danced across her beautiful face all at once. “I need to say something…to tell you something…and you might hate me for it, it might ruin what we have, but…I can’t ignore it any longer” she stammered and stuttered while she tried to find the words, a look of worry and determination taking hold. “Okay…I’m listening” Jasper replied, suddenly feeling his heartbeat start to increase to a tempo hummingbirds would be impressed by. “I love you, Jasper” Margot said as she turned to look him in the eye, a strange sort of determination and sincerity danced in her eyes as she searched his, looking for an answer he already knew, but wasn’t ready to say. “More than a brother, more than anything really, and…and I want you” she finished off, her words softening a little at the end of her sentence. “I’m right here, Margs, and I love you too” he replied with a slight frown. Was she worried he was going somewhere, that he would leave her behind. But no, she said she wanted him, wanted him for what though? Sex? “I want…I want a relationship with you, not just no strings attached fun” she confirmed, as if reading his mind. “I’ve never felt as safe or as loved as I do when I’m with you, fuck, no one has ever made me half as happy as you have either if I’m being honest. I can’t see myself falling for anyone else, because…it’s you, you’re the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.” There it was, that thing he had been hoping for that night he had woken up tied to her and they had talked into the early hours of the morning. He didn’t know it then, but this was what he wanted but just didn’t know how to put it into words. He didn’t even know if she had felt the same way, until now. “Yes” was Jaspers simple and short reply, like the universe was speaking through him and for him all at once, because it knew this was what he wanted and needed, what both of them did in fact. Margot gave a soft little sigh as she smiled up at him, tears trickling from the corners of her eyes as she crawled up and onto him. Her thighs straddled his waist as she gently cupped his cheeks in her hands and leaned in to kiss him. It wasn’t their first kiss, at least not for her, but the moment their lips met, it was as if Jasper suddenly remembered it too. His hands caressed along her back, nails lightly scratching through her fur beneath her shirt as their tongues intertwined and danced together. God, he was even better at kissing when he was awake, she noticed. But also, the way he touched and explored her, as if he were tracing her every curve and dip to commit it to memory, like he had never touched her before. But she supposed he hadn’t, not like this at least, some part of him still seemed to remember spots on her that made her gasp, however. Clearly, he had learned something during those sleepwalking encounters, which made her smile a little. Margot felt better than he could ever have imagined, touching her like this, with desire and purpose was so much more different than the sibling hugs and touches they had shared before. She felt more alive, more vibrant somehow, like a true work of art. She reminded him of the classic cars he loved so much, those elegant curves and dips, she was magnificent. The way she huffed, moaned and twitched whenever he touched certain spots excited him even more though, way more than the joy he got of driving a fully restored classic and pushing it to its limit. Margot responded to his every touch and tease in ways that excited him completely, soon it showed in the stiffness trapped beneath her. “Margs…I…” he began to say, but she just smiled down at him, her radiant red locks framing her beautiful face as she reached beneath the covers and adjusted both of them until he felt a sudden heat begin to sink down onto his turgid flesh. He hadn’t even gotten to complete his thought before she knew what he wanted, because she wanted it too. Her lips found his again as she slowly impaled herself on Japer’s cock once more, his fingers in her hair, behind her ears as her trembling hands clutched at his upper arm and shoulder alike. When the kiss broke, the emptiness of the room was filled by soft gasps and pleasured groans as Margot slowly raised then lowered her hips, taking him to the hilt over and over again. After a few moments she sat up, fully sheathing his cock inside herself while she stared down at Jasper. Her hands gripped the bottom of her shirt and slowly began to lift it, gradually revealing her brown and tan form. While she wasn’t as trim and taut as she had been in her younger years, she still looked really fucking good. Her breasts were a bit bigger too, not quite as perky, but still an amazing sight to behold. Jasper’s hands brushed up from her waist, fingers brushing across her sides and ribs before moving in, to cup and heft his sister’s breasts with almost reverence. When his thumbs brushed across her taught little dark nipples Margot closed her eyes and gave a soft sigh, her back arched just a little, but most notably, he felt how she clenched and squeezed down around his cock. Though not a word was said, the way she stared into his eyes, nothing needed to be said. They were both right where they were meant to be, despite everything that had happened in their lives bringing them to this point, right now, neither of them would change a single thing. For the first time in as long as he could remember, Margot looked truly happy. Even on her wedding day, the supposed happiest day of her life, she hadn’t smiled as radiantly as she was now while she stared down at him. Jasper also had never felt this happy or content, it wasn’t just because of the sex either. He knew that he would have felt the same way even if they weren’t making love in that moment. It was intense too, far more than anything else he had experienced before in his life. He had slept with people he cared about, who he assumed cared about him, but they had never felt like this, not by a long shot. With his hands cupping and caressing her chest, along with her hands resting against his chest, they could no doubt feel each other’s heartbeat as their bodies worked in tandem to reach new heights of pleasure and intimacy. Margot was the first to show signs of nearing her climax, her hips started to lift and fall at a faster tempo, almost slamming herself down onto his knot and giving a firm stirring grind of her hips as well, before repeating the process again. Still, neither of them said a word, they both knew how this was going to end and they were both okay with it. She was working herself to take his knot on purpose this time and it was working too, despite how almost too tight she felt. Margot’s determination was legendary, once she put her mind to something, she would achieve it. Sure enough, after a half dozen more tries, her snug little cunt finally relented and accepted Jasper’s knot. As soon as he felt it go in, Jasper lurched up from his bed and buried his face between her breasts, his arms wrapped tightly around her back as he groaned out loud. Margot was already cumming hard, he could feel her body squeezing and gripping so tightly around him, trying to milk him of every drop of seed he had to give. He wasn’t far behind and with a soft growl, his length swelled a little more before it began to pulse and fire off hot messy ropes of his seed deep inside her. This time though, after their relative climaxes had ebbed, there was no lingering shame. Rather, they both just felt a satisfying sort of completeness. Margot lay down atop Jasper with her head on his chest this time, his fingers idly stroked through her hair as she hummed a little tune that sprung to mind from somewhere in their past. He lay smiling at the ceiling, wishing this moment would never end, and thankfully, it didn’t look like it would. That was how they fell asleep on their first night of truly being together, tied to one another in more than just the literal sense. They were now and forever more, together. “We need to discuss this…us…how we present to people” Jasper noted the next morning over coffee and fresh bagels. They were both on the same page in terms of what they wanted with and from one another, but dealing with the outside world and strangers, that was something entirely different. “Well, aside from you and the postman, I don’t know anyone else around for a hundred miles at least. My old life is a couple states away…” Margot replied with a shrug of her shoulders as she ripped a piece off of her cinnamon and raisin bagel and popped it in her mouth, while she stared at Jasper. “That is true, and to be honest…not a lot of folks around here even know I have a sister” Jasper slowly agreed as he thought about it. “Again, aside from the postman, I don’t think I have ever spoken about you to…anyone” he frowned as he ran through a list of faces and names, trying to recall past conversations. “Heh, then we could almost be husband and wife, already share the same last name” Margot teased with a laugh. “Oh yeah, that would be so much better, I’m no longer living in sin because I’m fucking my wife and not my unmarried sister” he laughed and stuck his tongue out at her in return. “But seriously, would that…would that be something you’d be up for?” he asked a moment later as he stared intently at her. “What, being your wife?” she asked with her head canted to the side curiously. “I don’t know to be honest, the thought isn’t off-putting at least. It’s not like we’re not doing everything a married couple does already anyway. I suppose we could pretend like we’re husband and wife when we go out place together” Margot eventually agreed, though he couldn’t see it from where he was sitting, he damned well knew her stub of a tail was wagging at the thought. “Hold on a sec, I’ll be right back” Jasper suddenly jumped up as something occurred to him. Before Margot could ask what was going on, he dashed from the kitchen and headed to his bedroom. A short while later, a grinning Jasper returned holding something behind his back. When Margot turned on her seat to face him, Jasper got down on one knee and held out a familiar looking wedding ring. “Would you?” he asked with a nervous smile. “Is that mom’s wedding ring?” Margot asked with tears starting to form in her eyes, to which Jasper nodded slowly, opening his other hand to reveal their father’s wedding band there as well. “Yes” she replied as soon as she saw it. For some reason, this just felt right and perfect, wearing their parents’ wedding rings as they started their new relationship together. “I think we should go out and celebrate tonight” Jasper said with the biggest smile he’d ever worn as Margot slipped their father’s wedding band onto his finger, after he’d done the same to her with their mother’s ring. ********************************************************************************** The red dress, it was the red dress, he had forgotten about it because she had only ever worn it once, back when she had first started dating her now ex-husband. The first time he had seen it, Jasper’s heart had skipped a beat, and he felt a wave of emotions he knew as her brother he never should have felt. But now, standing before him again, she was wearing that same off the shoulder, low cut and figure-hugging red dress. The difference this time was that she wanted him to look at her, to appreciate her, hell, even to just desire her. Margot was stunning with her long red hair left to hang loose, down about her shoulders and her dazzling emerald eyes sparkling with desire, mischief and most importantly, love and affection for him. “Holy fuck” was all Jasper could say as he stared at Margot. He knew he should compliment her, tell her how beautiful she was, something, anything more than what he had just said. But his mind refused to cooperate just then, the sight before him had practically rendered him speechless. Thankfully, Margot seemed to think that was enough as she laughed while blushing and brushing her hair back behind an ear. The light caught her wedding ring in that moment and really brought it home, she was his and his alone, and he couldn’t be happier about it. “You’re staring” Margot eventually said as she tried to stop her blushing but failed miserably to do so. She had never had anyone look at her the way Jasper was doing right now, not even her own husband, when they were still married. It made her somewhat nervous, but mostly excited too, she had never felt so desired before. Now more than ever she knew that what they had decided was the right choice for them both, because neither of them would have ever been half as fulfilled with anyone else as they were with each other. “Wow” Jasper kept mumbling every so often when he looked at her, like he couldn’t believe she was real and sitting beside him as they drove to the fancy restaurant he had chosen to celebrate at. Every time he did it, Margot just laughed and swatted at his shoulder while she told him to cut it out, even though she was clearly loving the attention. “Jasper is that you?” a booming voice called out as they stepped inside the restaurant’s front door a short while later, standing arm in arm as the maître d' looked up their reservation. “Oh, hey Mike” Jasper turned and smiled at a short, chubby bloodhound in a finely tailored suit. “I damned near didn’t recognize you without a thick layer of grease and not wearing overalls” Mike laughed as he looked Jasper over, from head to foot. Margot had to agree, her brother really did clean up nicely and he looked even more handsome in a suit and tie. “Who is this stunning lady on your arm?” Mike asked next as he turned and gave Margot an appreciative once over. “I’m Margot, I’m his s…” she began to say, but quickly caught herself. Thankfully, as she held out her hand to Mike, he spotted her wedding ring and raised his eyebrows at Jasper. “Your wife?” the bloodhound chuckled as he took her hand and leaned down to kiss it gently. “I can see why you’ve kept her a secret all this time, you’re a really lucky man” Mike said with a wink at Margot. “You didn’t think my taste in beautiful things was strictly for cars now, did you?” Jasper replied smoothly as he looped his arm about Margot’s waist and gently pulled her against him. It felt so natural, especially considering they had thought they would feel awkward being so affectionate around other people. But with his hand resting at the small of her back as he held her close, neither of them felt anything other than each other’s warmth. “You’re too sweet” Margot laughed and gave Jasper a peck on his cheek in response as she leaned against him. “Alright now, no need to rub it in my face. You have all the beautiful cars, now you have a stunning woman too…dickhead” Mike laughed playfully as he feigned jealousy. Though the way he looked at Margot, he perhaps was at least a little jealous of Jasper just then. Mike even invited them to join his table, along with a few other business colleagues, some of whom Jasper knew. Surprisingly, the conversation only partially centered around work and contracts, mostly it seemed to revolve around how upset they all were with Jasper for keeping his gorgeous wife such a secret and not bringing her to more meetings. Thanks to their real relationship, it was pretty easy to sell the lie of them being married as they already knew so much about each other to begin with. By the end of the evening, Margot had been roped into joining Jasper for their next meeting down at the track, so they could show her everything her amazing husband had been working so hard at. They even apologized for giving him so many sleepless nights. “Oh, don’t worry about that, we worked through it, even though it was a big pain in my butt at one point” Margot smiled subtly at a blushing Jasper, while she wrapped her arms about one of his, with her head resting on his shoulder cutely. Thankfully no one else at their table seemed to notice his reaction, or when she followed up with “another glass of wine or two and he might get to do it again tonight” she almost purred into his ear, soft enough that only he could hear. Though perhaps not as soft as she had thought she meant to be when she spotted Mike giving her a knowing grin. “Really fucking lucky” the old bloodhound laughed and shook his head at Jasper again, before he called over their waiter and ordered Margot another glass of wine. “Mike!” Margot gasped exaggeratedly at the grinning mutt when he winked at her, as he ordered for her. “What? I’m just keeping my business partner happy” Mike replied innocently, which caused Jasper to burst out laughing. The ride home was silent, but not in a bad way. Both Jasper and Margot were smiling contently, they didn’t need to speak, so much was being said every time they looked at one another. As they drove, Jasper couldn’t help but marvel at his sister’s beauty in the moonlight coming through her window. The evening had been a total success, even though they hadn’t intended for it to go the way it did, the outside world seemed perfectly content to accept them as husband and wife without question. With that knowledge now all but set in stone, a lot of the fears and worries they had been carrying deep inside vanished like light fog on a sunny day, now their future together looked and felt so much brighter. Their evening wasn’t quite over yet, there was still something unspoken hanging in the air between them as they stepped through the threshold of Jasper’s house, but it wasn’t Jasper’s house anymore. It was their home and it felt only right for them to christen it as such, as soon as Jasper closed the front door behind him and turned back around to head inside, he was met by Margot standing right in front of him and staring up at him with a look of pure love and admiration, something he would have killed to see in any of his past girlfriends eyes, but it just felt right seeing it here and now in hers. Margot stepped closer, their heights a little more even thanks to her heels, which made the kiss that much easier to initiate. Her arms looped lightly around her brother’s strong neck and shoulders as their lips met in a tender kiss at first. But the longer she pressed herself against him, with her barely covered and restrained bust against his chest, the more heated the kiss became. This time, Margot didn’t try to fight or hold back the faint pleased sound she made when Jasper’s hands caressed down along her back to palm at her behind with a playful squeeze. A couple weeks ago, the thought would have turned her stomach inside out, but tonight, it felt like it was long overdue as Margot slowly got down to her haunches before her brother and eagerly freed his thick sheath from his trousers. Jasper watched as the beautiful woman kneeling before him began to kiss and lick along every inch of his sheath and soon his growing member. God, those gorgeous green eyes of hers staring up at him, her face framed by her fiery red hair as her lips wrapped about his thick red length was the most erotic thing he had ever seen, he could hardly believe it was real. But before long, Jasper was staring down at his older sister as she slowly and lovingly bobbed her pretty muzzle back and forth along his achingly hard cock. Jasper groaned and panted, he almost didn’t want to touch Margot, just in case this was a dream and doing so would end it. But his fingers in her hair as he brushed it away from her beautiful face and back behind an ear only confirmed that this was his new reality in the best kind of way. He never wanted this to end, but in a way, it never would, at least in the grand scheme of things. Right now, though, Jasper could feel his balls starting to rise and tuck in against his groin as his climax approached, but this was not how he wanted to finish, not tonight at least. When he gently guided Margot’s muzzle off his cock, she briefly looked disappointed, but when she met his eyes, she instantly understood why and smiled at him. He helped her stand again as they resumed their kiss, now with the addition of her hands grasping and idly stroking his thick, throbbing length between them. Jasper awkwardly walked and guided them back into the kitchen, where he helped Margot hop up onto one of the black granite counter tops, so he could return the favor. Margot leaned back on one hand as the other worked her short red dress up about her thighs to reveal her sexy black lace underwear. With her thighs parted, she pulled the crotch of her panties aside to reveal her dew kissed slit to her brother, who suddenly looked famished. She knew they had just eaten a hearty meal not all that long ago, so the hunger in his eyes was for something else, that something which she was blatantly showing off and inviting him to gorge himself on now. Jasper wasted no time in diving his muzzle between his sister’s thighs, his strong hands gently guiding them further apart so he could get his tongue in as deep as possible. The sounds Margot made only spurred him on as his tongue lashed, licked and delved into her, now it was her turn to run her fingers through his hair. Margot gripped Jasper’s short red hair and just lightly held it between her fingers, she didn’t need to urge or guide him between her thighs, because he seemed to know exactly what she wanted and needed, which he was only too happy to give it to her. Unlike earlier when she had been pleasuring him, he was not about to stop before she climaxed though, which Margot appreciated in a weird sort of way. After their recent encounters, she knew she could manage more than one and before moving in with Jasper, she would have been satisfied with even just one orgasm from her now ex-husband seeing as they were such a rarity. But she didn’t have that issue with her brother, he knew her body so well that she knew just one climax would be a rarity in the opposite direction now. He could easily wring two or three from her without much effort, so she was more than happy to let him do so. Jasper listened as Margot whimpered his name with a mixture of love, desire and utter need as he brought her to climax. He loved the way her thighs briefly pressed down against the sides of his head as she trembled and squirmed before him, how her taste flooded his tongue so he could lap at her like a cup of fine wine. His tongue slowed down and changed tactics, from assaulting her slit to just gentle affectionate licks until Margot stopped trembling and groaning up above him. God, he loved that look in her eyes as she stared down at him, she looked…happy. Not the fake smiling happy people do for photos or pretending like their lives were good when in reality they were barely staying afloat. This happiness came from deep within her, she was more than happy, content, loved and a whole host of other truly good things she hadn’t felt in a long time, all because of him. That in turn made him happy in return, more than he had been in a good long while as well, it even felt better than fully restoring a really old and rare car if he was being honest. Which was saying something for Jasper, that was his whole life, up until now, he didn’t think it could have gotten better than it had been the last few years, but Margot proved him wrong on that front. “C’mere, you” Jasper growled playfully as he scooped her up off the kitchen counter and held her against himself, Margot’s thighs wrapped about his waist and her arms back around his neck as another kiss ignited. She could feel his stiffness beneath her, rubbing between her thighs and buttocks as he carried her back to his room. Margot giggled like a giddy schoolgirl as she was hefted and carried like she weighed nothing, she loved how strong Jasper was, it made her feel so safe and secure in his arms, but it was also oddly exciting in a way. Just like that first night they had made love while he was awake, Jasper lay back on his bed with Margot straddling him. Their lips had remained pressed together as she lifted her hips and reached below her waist to grasp and guide him inside herself. He felt her needy whimper against his lips as his cock split her lower pair and that now familiar snug warmth began to envelope him again. He could feel how she was trembling against him, both in excitement and arousal because if she felt how he felt, he knew she recognized that this time it came a whole lot easier. Again, it felt right, like they truly belonged together and were finally accepting that fact wholeheartedly. As their fingers intertwined, they could feel their wedding bands on each other’s fingers, which added a sense of consummation to their lovemaking, as if this were the first time they were sleeping together as husband and wife. It was slow and passionate, making them both pant and groan as they alternated between sharing kisses or just staring deeply into one another’s eyes while Margot almost lazily rode her brother’s turgid length. Eventually Margot sat upright atop Jasper as she smiled down at him, her hands reaching up to the thin red straps of her dress and slid them off her shoulders, which let the front of her dress drop and expose her breasts finally. She almost laughed at the look in Jasper’s eyes, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen and touched them before, but he looked like someone had just shown him an exceptionally rare car and told him he could have it. The look of wonder, adoration and excitement were palpable in his expression as his hands reached up and gently cupped her slightly heaving mounds. His grasp was firm, but gentle, even when his rough thumbs brushed over and around her stiff little dark skinned nipples which made her arch her back with a lewd groan. They were both getting close and it was obvious in how they were moving against and with one another, their breathing was becoming more labored as well. This time though, there was no holding back, Margot made it abundantly clear that she wanted to be tied. The way she was pressing down and grinding onto Jasper’s knot made that crystal clear, not that he was complaining, he wanted to tie her as well. Margot leaned down once again to press her lips to his, while her hips ground her cunt down onto his knot, gradually working it deeper between her stretched folds, until with a sharp whimper and jerk of her hips, it popped inside her. Jasper’s hands released her breasts and instead met at the small of her back as he held her in place while his hips ground up into her from below. He could feel Margot cumming hard around his cock, the way she was squeezing down around him felt like she was trying to milk him of his seed, which soon was spilling deep within her a moment later. “That was…intense” Margot almost purred into his ear, once the more overwhelming waves of pleasure had subsided. She could still feel Jasper’s cock twitching and pulsing inside her as the spurts of his seed began to taper off. She buried her face into the crook of his neck and sighed contentedly; loving being wrapped up in his arms while still being locked together like this. “Yeah, that was great, amazing even…I don’t think I can feel my legs actually” he laughed jokingly as he nuzzled behind Margot’s ear. Already his hands were beginning to move as he lightly scratched his nails along her back and through her fur, which brought even more pleased sounds from his sister. “That’s a pity, you’ll need your legs if you’re going to do my butt next” Margot teased with a mischievous little laugh that caught Jasper by surprise. “What?” he asked in surprise. He had thought she was just teasing him about that back at the restaurant, he knew she wasn’t the biggest fan of it after he had accidentally done it to her the first time while sleepwalking. “We can’t let Mike’s generosity go to waste, can we” Margot sat up a little, just enough to come nose to nose with Jasper as she smiled down at him before giving his lips a little playful peck. “God, I love you” Jasper grinned and laughed as he kissed Margot back. “I love you to, Jasper.”