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A carriage drawn by oxen arrived in a village in the forested region of Countres without a hitch and without harm along with its passengers; the two twins Kusa and Sura, felines each with emerald eyes, Kusa shorter and Sura the taller. On the ride to their destination, Sura was asleep, out cold and leaning against his brother Kusa who had his own eyes shut but was unable to sleep, instead humming a soft song, a lullaby to keep his brother calm and happy, and to keep himself sane while he was crushed against the door of the carriage. Soon they would be at their new home, soon they would be able to start their new life and hone their skills in private. Hopefully, they would be able to carve out a future, but it wasn't the time to think of such things. Now, if only his brother wasn't smothering him, ah well, there were worse things to be stuck between. The carriage had been carrying some of their more important luggage that they had insisted on moving along with rather than choosing to have them teleported or guarded via caravan; really, mostly to save coin.

When the carriage came to a full stop, Kusa was the first to hop out, his black furred paws brought into the air to finally stretch and get out in the open air, his claws popping out one by one before he scratched through his robes against his cream furred stomach. Sitting on his rear for too long was never a sport he was fond of and neither was being crushed by his dear brother, but somehow, his taller twin didn't seem as troubled by the cramped space of the carriage and simply came out with a small smile not even seeming phased. Kusa gave his twin's stomach a soft pat with the back of his paw, "How did you even nap in there without breaking your tall bones?"

Sura shrugged and said simply, "I'm in shape, you're not."

Kusa blinked and huffed, his cream furred ear twitching, "Well, we can't all be strong craftsman like yourself. My touch is more of the magic kind."

"No excuse." Answered Sura with a quip, but with a playful tone that brought a little bit of a curve to Kusa's lips.

"But if I exercised more, I would have as much cute pudge, or fat as you like to think of it as. Which means your pillow would have been too tough for you to sleep on." Kusa said with a slight frown, eyes looking away from his brother.

Sura grimaced, ears drawing back, "I did not say that...You are a bit soft not fat, and I did not mean to make you uncomfortable during our ride."

Kusa snorted, "Please, brother, you're too easy. Come come, we've things to move into our new home. We can bicker and I can tease you later about your rude sleeping habits."

Sura's ears twitched as they returned to a neutral position, his head inclining in a slight bow before he turned to begin taking their things from the carriage, Kusa soon joining in.

A small village out in the middle of Countres where few people ever traveled, it was the perfect place to set up shop and start a new life, or rather, hone the crafts in private. The merchant who had sold them the home and forge had told them that there was even a potion seller that could provide Kusa with herbs should he need it for his enchantments, which may be interesting at another point in time, for now, they would need to move into their home properly.

The furniture had already been set up in their cottage near the edge of the village, and the outdoor forge had even been stocked with some meager tools that were rather low quality; luckily, Sura had brought his own tools with him so they could simply throw the cheap ones out, or scrap them if the metal was even worth it. Meanwhile, Kusa explored the inside of the home looking for the study he had been promised.

Upon finding the study, Kusa was happy to see that it was spacious at the very least, with empty bookshelves ready to be lined with his own tomes and journals, and enough room to conduct his enchanting without being disturbed. They were far away from the other homes that both brother could work late into the evening without worrying about disturbing anyone; the closest home being that potion shop atop of the hill. Here, Kusa could sing his magic without concern of anyone taking his music, which, perhaps was just a bit paranoid, but he didn't like anyone listening to his work unless it was done one hundred percent, except for perhaps his brother who was allowed to sit in during his process for enchantment and creation of song. Kusa looked to the desk the seller of the home had provided him, feeling over the hardwood with one digit, grimacing at the dust. He wondered if they would be able to live out here on their own without their family. They hadn't been pampered children, but they could have stayed home and had an easier life, at the same time, their arts would have stagnated and they would have had to take up what careers their family had chosen for them, which wouldn't do at all. Hopefully, the people of this village appreciated good craft and enchantment, he so hoped that they wouldn't have to move back. To give up on one's own dreams...

Suddenly, interrupting his thoughts was the sound of his brother's voice, "Kusa? Are you in here? This place is powdering my nose with dust. We can move things after we clean."

Kusa raised brow and ear as he turned with a small smile to his brother, his tone a bit dreamy and distant, "Ah? Yeah. Look at this desk, covered in dust. Disgusting."

Sura frowned at that response, "Is something wrong?"

"Now what makes you say that?"

Sura rubbed his chin, "Normally you'd complain more about the person who left us this mess, or about how we paid good coin to be here. Perhaps you'd even tell me to get to it since I'm the craftsman."

"Hah, you think you know me that well brother of mine?"

Sura could only smile and stand there with his arms crossed, black tipped tail curling around his side as he looked down at Kusa, Kusa who stared up into his brother's eyes before finally sighing, "Fine fine. I just feel...A little frightened. No family, no friends, just us here. Maybe this was a mistake and we'll have to go back... But we do have one another at least."

Sura nodded as he moved to give his brother a gentle embrace, "We do have each other. We'll be fine. People will buy what we make I'm sure of it. Our first shipment of materials will come soon and I can start working on crafting objects for you to enchant."

Kusa leaned to the other's embrace, eyes shut as he muttered, "Maybe, or maybe this remote village was actually an awful idea."

Sura chuckled, "It isn't so remote, there are people here. Look at the potion seller, I hear she's been here for quite some time and doing well at selling magical goods."

Kusa sighed, pressing his cheek to his brother's chest, "I suppose. Well, we're here already so there is no point in sulking."

Sura nodded and gave his brother's ear a gentle tug, "Now come help me clean, we can sulk later, or you can actually go out and advertise."

Kusa groaned, "I'd rather sulk and sleep the day away."

Sura leaned to plant a very gentle kiss on his brother's ear, the fur of his cheeks bristling as he whispered, "Then we can sleep together once we are finished with our business brother."

Kusa cleared his throat and with a smile, he answered, "You know, the man did say we had two bedrooms. So, why would be sleeping together? Isn't that another reason we moved out, y'know, your heavy self always crushing me while we sleep and me complaining in the mornings."

Sura blinked, genuine confusion and a bit of hurt registering on his face as his ears lowered, "Oh? I-is that it?"

Kusa brought a paw up to feel over his simple brother's chin. His precious twin was clever, and perhaps more worldly and knowledgeable than himself, but he still wasn't good at recognizing sarcasm or teasing, "Don't put that face on...You know I tease you."

Sura purred as his brother rubbed at his chin, eyes closed as his body relaxed from the sudden fright he had been given. Kusa very gently led his brother down so he could lean up and plant his lips against the other's tenderly, eyes closed. This was just another reason they had moved away. Their parents wanted grandchildren and such two healthy young men like Kusa and Sura would always be pressured to find some pretty wives, and certainly their parents would have simply accepted if they were simply not interested in women, but where their hearts laid was the problem. There in what would become Kusa's study, they shared a deep and loving kiss without fear of being watched, and even if someone did come in suddenly, at the very least it would be someone who had no idea who they were.

When their lips parted, Sura leaned down to place his nose against his brother's, Kusa gladly leaning back up to press his face ever so lightly to the touch, "Already you see, there are benefits Kusa to us living here. So don't worry. Everything will be fine."

Kusa answered with a small sigh, "I suppose I can't deny that...And we can be as loud as we want too."

Sura was about to reply, when suddenly his eyes cracked open wide and he turned his head away to sneeze, "Ah! Excuse me!"

Kusa chuckled and shook his head, the dust kicked up from the sneeze along with the sneeze itself perhaps giving them a sign that they should stop playing before their work is done, "Looks like we should clean before you get sick of all of this stuff. If only that strong body of yours meant you had a strong nose too."

Sura sniffled as he crossed his arms, "I'd like to think that it just means my nose is too strong. Of course, I'd rather not be allergic to dust."

Kusa rolled his eyes as he padded past his brother, "Let us hope that the flowers of this area do not aggravate you with their pollen, now, didn't you want to clean or are you going to stand in my study forever mucking it with your germs?" Sura chuckled, this time catching the sarcasm as he followed his brother outside of the study so they could begin cleaning.

Perhaps, perhaps Kusa would indeed complain to the merchant who had sold them this home, or to the previous owner should they ever meet again or for the first time in the case of the previous owner. The home had been a mess of dust, unlike anything he had ever seen before. They had arrived when the sun was high in the sky and now when they were just finishing with the final room of the cottage the moon was coming up perhaps just as high and full at that. Thankfully they had set their wisp plants around the home to keep things well lit. Even with the warm lights, it was actually hard to tell whether or not they were truly finished with cleaning; even still, both brother stepped into their room, each yawning and Kusa stretching wide before he began to strip out of his sleeveless robes.

As Kusa sat to undo the wraps around his feet, he noticed that he was being watched. He looked to see Sura standing there in the light of the wisp plant, his eyes half-lidded, a smile on his silly mug. Kusa could feel his cheeks fluster, but with a leg drawn up to hide what was between his legs he tilted his head, cheek rested on knee as he spoke, "And what, dear brother, are you staring at?"

Sura replied as he began getting out of the tunic he wore, revealing his defined chest that Kusa could outline even though Sura had a thick coat of fur, "I'm just looking at you...I can't believe we're here on our own, nobody to tell us one thing or another."

Kusa chuckled, closing one eye, but keeping the other open to watch as his brother undid the wrap around his waist to let the folds of cloth slide off his legs to reveal his cock, already hard, already twitching; so eager, so predictable. Even thinking that Kusa did not wait for his brother to ask. When Sura stepped near enough, Kusa straightened and brought his paw up to grip at his brother's cock, eyes staring at the tip as he leaned in slowly to plant a loving kiss upon it, Sura shivering in the dim lighting as Kusa passed his paw up and down the shaft.

Kusa could no longer keep his cool demeanor, how could he? He had been waiting just as long for the privacy to do this without fear of discovery, without fear of someone barging in and their lives just being ruined; now, now he could love his brother as he had always desired to. Kusa purred as he nuzzled the tip of Sura's cock, sighing happily as he heard his brother's soft moan in response, his paw doubling his effort to please his brother. Pausing, he squeezed at his brother's cock gently and remembered, "Did you bring in the oil to make this easier?"

Sura shuddered, "Ah, no...I think we left it somewhere else."

Kusa smirked as he brought the other's cock against his cheek to stare up at his brother, "So, I suppose I'll be pounding you dry tonight?"

"W-what? You know that never works out how it sounds. Last time I swear I couldn't walk afterward."

Kusa gave the side of his brother's barbed shaft a soft nip before purring, "Tough...Because I want to break you."

Sura looked away at such words, his tail curling from such a display before his words came out shakily, "I suppose...I cannot really say no to you if you so choose to have me that way."

Kusa leaned over to bite at his brother's thigh softly, keeping the tough act as he looked up again to make his command, "Get on the bed then, face to face we'll do it this time. Just so I can watch you whimper."

Sura gasped, shivering before moving to comply, yelping as Kusa struck his rear, "K-kusa! You've never been this rough before," He said as he laid back on the bed as commanded.

"Well, now that our family is out of the way, there isn't a need to hide our noise is there?"

Sura felt his cheeks burning as Kusa began to slide up his body, emerald eyes flashing with a predatory gleam in the darkness as Sura whispered, "I suppose not...But s-so roughly? I thought tonight could be--"

"Loving? Sweet? A night to remember between both of us?"

Sura nodded as Kusa continued the tease, but he could see that his brother was just a little frightened. Sura had always been so easy to frighten, so easy to poke and tease even though he was the taller and more physically fit brother. Very gingerly he placed a paw on the cheek of his brother, bringing his own nose against Sura's, chuckling as he reached with his other paw beneath a pillow near where they laid to take a small bottle out, "I figured we would need this, so I stashed it here...And decided to have a little bit of fun with you afterwards."

Kusa chuckled again as he saw Sura pout, that pout slowly fading away as he began to plant soft kisses on his brother's lips again and again, very lovingly, as gingerly as he could manage. When that precious pout changed into a smile, that was when he kept his lips against Sura's, Sura's arms coiling around his body to hold him close. When their lips parted Kusa whispered, "Forgive me yet?"

Sura rolled his eyes, but responded as with a single paw he took the lube from Kusa's hold, "Yes, but if you could please actually let me lube you up so you don't destroy me."

Kusa leaned and snapped at his brother's ear, making sure his fangs stopped just in time so there wasn't too much pressure before he pulled away to whisper, "With or without lube, I'll destroy you...But for now I'll be loving."

That kept his brother flustered and quiet; a precious meek feline beneath his rule, what a perfect situation. Kusa brought himself up on his knees between his brother's legs, Sura sitting up to pop open the bottle and pour out the slick contents all over Kusa's cock. Kusa purred then as he felt his brother's soft paws feeling over his shaft, his cock twitching and growing with every pass of those gentle digits over his member. He couldn't help but feel heat swelling up inside of him as he saw the look on his brother's face, the absolute love and desire that Sura seemed to stare with at his cock. Kusa really did want to ruin his brother's rear, he loved being a bit rough with his twin, but at the same time he could do that another night; after all, tonight would be as if they shared their first again, free from worry, from their parent's control. All they needed was each other.

Kusa let out a pleased breath as his brother laid back on the bed legs spread already without Kusa even having to say a word. Very gently Kusa took his cock in paw and pressed the tip of it lightly to his brother's puckered hole, leaning in close as he pressed inside, the warmth engulfing his member already causing him to shudder. Both twins purred as they leaned into one another to kiss, their arms coiling around one another's bodies as Kusa began to rock himself deeper inside of his brother. Already Sura's legs coiled around Kusa's hips, Sura letting out a soft moan that sent a trail of pleasure down Kusa's back. With Sura's legs there, he brought Kusa in deeper, loving every single inch of his brother's cock brushing against his inner walls.

Kusa at the same time let out a moan to match his brother's pleasure, his own paws scratching down Sura's back gingerly, his hips working to take his brother as lovingly as he could manage. Both twin's brought their lips together to muffled their pleasured song, their toes curling as they brought themselves as close as possible while their tongues touched. Each twin craved the other's touch, Sura shuddering and arching his back as he felt every inch of Kusa's barbed cock pressed inside of his rear, what a beautiful thing to have. To Sura, there was nothing better than this embrace, than this love he shared, how could he share it with anyone else when this is what he experienced; and at the same time, Kusa felt the same way, his own love reflected in the way that he moved his hips ever so slowly even though he so desperately wished to break his brother in two and claim him. Kusa did allow himself one rough touch at the very least. Bringing his mouth away from his brother's lips, Kusa moved to bite at Sura's throat, eyes closed as he clamped down and shivered, his thrusts growing just a bit quicker.

Sura responded with a gasp, but only held onto his brother, pulling Kusa closer, allowing his twin to do whatever he desired, his own cock twitching against his brother's stomach. Kusa worked with his eyes closed, paw moving between them to grab at Sura's cock to squeeze lightly and tug while he continued to buck his hips, his mouth still biting and nibbling at his twin's neck softly. He could feel the heat building from the combination of his own thrusting and his brother's tight inner walls. Thanks to the lube he could pound in as hard as he desired, and at this point, he had forgotten entirely that this was supposed to be a loving affair.

Kusa's free paw clawed up his brother's side, leaving marks wherever he touched while he stroked his brother faster and faster by the second alongside his relentless pounding of his twin's tight hole. It wasn't as if Sura complained, in fact, Sura only seemed to moan aloud and shiver, back arching, body moving and twitching where Kusa touched. Sura's mind at this point was flooded with warmth and arousal, he had intended for the night to go much more gently than this, but the way his brother treated him was with love, he could tell that this fiery nature of his brother was all passion all love; Sura didn't even mind the claws in his side that dug just a bit too deep, but Kusa noticed.

Kusa felt the warm trickle against his claws and he paused, pulling his mouth from Sura's neck as he brought himself to pause inside of his brother, both paws coming up to Sura's cheeks, "O-oh..Sura are you okay? I...I felt blood."

Sura shook his head and brought both paws up to grab at his brother's own upon his cheek, his eyes half-lidded and dreamy, "Why did you stop?"

That husky tone, that hot breath that he could feel so close to his lips, the way his eyes were, it drove Kusa mad. Now that he knew his brother was all right, his hips began to move again, his mouth capturing Sura's lips lovingly and quickly as they both moved to one another in such a loving fashion, his paw moving between them again to stroke lovingly at his twin's cock, his own eyes shut as he pounded into Sura's rear, the heat and pressure building again, further and further until he pressed in one last time with a muffled moan and felt his cock twitch and release a thick load inside of his brother. At the same time, Sura felt his own orgasm spill out between the two, both of their eyes shut as they parted lips panting, a string of spittle marking their connection.

Kusa gently planted his forehead against his brother's, his voice coming out soft, "I love you Sura."

Sura purred out a response, "I love you too."

Kusa brought a paw up to flick a digit to use a bit of magic to wilt the wisp plants now that they were going to sleep. He then shuffled next to his brother in bed, his paw reaching down to search and find for his twin's. There the two lovers and brothers laid with eyes closed smiles on their lips. In the darkness, Sura whispered, "Could you sing for me?"

Kusa sighed happily, "Of course." How could he refuse his brother? He never could. Softly, he began to sing, his words bringing small wisps of light into the air that sent a cool breeze to stroke his brother's cheek. Sura purred and nestled closer, Kusa continuing his song until his brother was fully asleep, his own rest coming soon enough. Certainly, there would be some hardship in being on their own for the first time, but they had each other and that was all they ever needed. Atop the covers of their bed, they did not need to think of anything else but one another. Their dreams were quiet, the night as well, their home steeped in a silence unlike any other; and for once, they did not awaken fearing their family stepping into their room to check on them and see the forbidden embrace that they shared. For now, there was peace.