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Family Intimacy

Chapter Seven

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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It was innocuous. It was innocent. It was perfect.

Holding her breath, Fyr stretched out trembling fingertips to the leather choker hanging on the small rack, swinging lightly back and forth as if it had been touched by a higher power. It was only herself, however, in the jewellery shop that was really more of the cheap, fashion-y sort than anything fine, but she'd thought it would do well enough for a bit of a party she and her friends had coming up. Fyr snorted. Like her allowance would actually stretch to gold and diamonds! One day, she'd earn her own money and then she'd get all the jewels she wanted!

Though probably wouldn't. It was only her thing when it took her fancy, after all, and the rest of the time she still was rather a bit of a tomboy. Not that the dragoness would have admitted it.

Getting Kao to come out with her had been a task in itself, but her younger brother was off amusing himself with looking for a birthday present for their mother. Smirking to herself, Fyr dragged her eyes off the choker. It was probably the first year in which he'd actually been somewhat proactive in looking for a present for her and it was likely enough no coincidence whatsoever that it was the year he'd started fucking her too.

Fyr rolled her eyes, a wicked little giggle squeaking by her lips. Or their mother fucking him. Either way, no one couldn't have said it wasn't fun all round. Least of all herself for all the time she spent riding her bro's cock.

That just made her think of the choker again and, with a barely swallowed whimper, the dragoness lifted it tentatively in her paws, letting it dangle from her fingers as if she was worried about damaging it. Black leather - funny to find such a thing in such a little shop - it called to her, whispering promise and stirring up images of her on her knees, her brother looming over her with that cocky grin of his, lips pulling up on one side in a smirk that was almost a sneer. He could be a dick at times, but there was nothing she liked better - at least at that time - than taking his thick shaft into her maw and sucking.

Fyr shivered, the red dragon holding the choker to her chest as if reverently. No one would know what it meant to her if she bought it, what it could mean to her and her brother. That book, that strange book... She shouldn't really have snuck Fifty Scales of Grey into her home and, really, it wasn't that good of a read anyway, but there was something about the, ah...dynamics of the story that got her scales tingling in a whole new way.

Holding the collar up, Fyr sucked in a breath, imagining it buckling at the back of her neck, just below the spot where her frill ended. It would fit perfectly there...

"What've you got?"

Kao bobbed up out of nowhere, all wide smiles and innocent eyes, and Fyr leapt back from him with a squeal that had the shop assistant's head whipping around, the older dragoness' eyes narrowed. Hissing softly, she stalked up to them, her tail stiff and rigid. With scales the colour of mud, she shoved her glasses back up her snout and snapped her tail so violently that the tip cracked like a whip!

"What are you two doing?" She zeroed in on them like a hawk to a mouse, lips twisting in evident distaste. "Do you think this is a playground?"

Kao snorted.

"We're too old for that, you know," he said, sounding much younger than he was. "There's nothing here interesting anyway."

The dragoness drew herself up tall, wings half-flared as if they were trying to cup forward around her own shoulders. Fyr clutched the choker even more tightly, jaw set.

"Then you won't have any trouble leaving now, will you?" She said, pointing to the glass sliding doors. "And put that back, if you don't intend on paying for it. You'll just put off actual paying customers messing about in here like that!"

Her voice rose and Kao backed off a step, wings raised in alarm. Fyr, however, stood her ground with the choker still pressed firmly into the palm of one paw. As if she was going to give up her fragile little prize.

"Excuse me, but I'm not going anywhere right now!" Fyr said firmly, eyes sharp as she raised her voice to just the right level to capture the scowling assistant's attention, as begrudging as it seemed to be for anything of a positive ilk. "First off, we weren't messing about or anything - he just surprised me. And I would like to buy this, please, so I won't be going anywhere."

Kao eyed the choker, squashing in her paw, dubiously and snorted, much to the shop assistant's disdain. Her lips could not have twisted further into a scowl if she'd tried and even the space between her nostrils was wrinkled as if there was a foul smell beneath her nose.

"What? That thing?" Kao wrinkled his nose. "It's so plain. And I can't find anything here for mom either, sis. We should go somewhere else."

"No!"

The strength of his sister's voice gave the drake pause and Kao cast her a sidelong look. Fyr shook her head, eyes wide and wild, but the brown dragoness only gave a heavy sigh and held out an imperious paw for the choker she so coveted.

"You can buy it," she said in a voice so low and world-weary that it was as if it was a great trial to her to even ring up a sale. "But you must leave afterwards. Immediately. I won't have any shenanigans or silliness in here, do you understand?"

Kao flushed and looked down at his booted his paws. The laces trailed loosely on the right one.

"Yes, but I wasn't..."

He grumbled, words trailing off as he looked away. Still able to be cowed, Kao shuffled off with his wings tucked in close to his back, but there was a spring in Fyr's step as she bounced after the cashier, eyes bright and tail swaying. Her brother rolled his eyes after her, thinking her a foolish dragoness to be buying something just because the shop assistant - not even a very good looking one at that - had snarled at them so, but it wasn't until their conversation on the way back home that he truly understood. Walking home, arm in arm, Fyr blushed and told him all about the book she'd read and the research - all online, of course - that had bounced off from that, curiosity growing with every new page she found.

Had he ever heard of BDSM?

The drake licked his lips, paw slipping down to grope and squeeze Fyr's rump as they paced through an area where no one would recognise them. And, to anyone else, they could have been a couple out for a romantic stroll, puppy love shimmering in their eyes. It gave them a delicious sense of anonymity and Fyr sat in his lap as they perched on a park bench, his shaft hardening beneath her backside as she whispered all the dirty, naughty things she wanted him to do to her right into his ear.

That conversation would bring much new for the both of them.

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"Kneel."

Fyr looked up, a magazine propped open on her stomach. She hadn't really been reading it, not since their parents had left to go shopping, as Kao had quite obviously been shuffling around his own room. She knew what he was like when he was building up to something, all the pacing and muttering that went with it. Sometimes it was really just better to let her little brother get the hell on with it. He'd come to her when he was good and ready.

And it seemed that Kao was at least partly ready. Jaw-droppingly handsome as he stood in her doorway, he set his jaw and tucked the fingers of one paw under his belt, wearing just a pair of jeans to leave his muscular top half bare. For someone of his age, he was rather well defined, but he was a sporty type - when he could be bothered to get up and go, that was. Something about the dragon, however, perhaps held onto the muscle mass just like their father did.

But it wasn't her brother's looks that had just caught her attention. In his paws was that little leather choker that she'd been looking at in the shop those few days back. He'd attached a rather delicate looking silver chain to it in place to a leash, but it was lengthy enough at a few feet long.

Against herself, Fyr suppressed a shiver, eyes cool and calculating as they danced. It was hers to lead though, for as long as she wished.

Under her scrutiny, the drake shifted his weight, jutting a hip out as if in an attempt to be cocky...which sadly and swiftly failed. He fell against the door frame and cursed, earning himself a giggle from Fyr.

"What?" He snapped, drawing himself up tall. "This isn't mean to be a joke, Fyr! Can you take something seriously for once?"

"Really?" She mocked, widening her eyes imploringly at him. "You're really going to have to do better than that. Put a bit of authority into it, little bro."

Kao swallowed and pursed his lips, wings mantling over his back.

"It'd be easier if you just played along!" He growled, eyes narrowing. "You're the one that picked it up and wanted to give this a try."

Fyr took her time replying, flipping over a page in her magazine with a stifled yawn.

"Yeah..." She said, dragging out the word. "But maybe I need a stronger drake than you."

And then Kao was on top of her, a knee pressing between her thighs as he pinned her to the bed. The magazine crushed between their bodies, a rumpled mess of creased pages and the dragoness' breath caught in a throat that was suddenly too tight as he dominated her lips with his.

She had not thought it would be so sweet, to give up, but it was every bit as much as that submissive tendril in the corner of her mind whispered it would be. A kiss was a small enough thing that she could not be too vulnerable in the moment, yet there was something more controlling about the way her brother held her down, though she could have probably released herself if she so chose.

But Fyr didn't want to be released. She wanted to be with him, with Kao. Her master. If only temporarily.

Arching up to him, Fyr whimpered into his muzzle as her body fell slack. When he broke the kiss, panting hotly against her muzzle, the drake's eyes blazed with a previously unseen lust, a crease between his eyebrows appearing more dangerous, more reckless.

More of a turn on.

"I'm_every_ bit the drake that Father is," he growled against her lips, the string of saliva breaking. "And I'll show you if you don't believe me, sister."

He didn't wait for her reply. The drake slid the leather choker around her neck as if it belonged there and always had belonged there, the tiny buckle closing at the back between her small, short spines. Fyr sucked in a breath, lips parted and tongue fluttering between her teeth. Something hard jutted into her leg and she didn't have to look down either to work out what it was as the chain leash dangled lightly between her breasts, a single line of an indent in her T-shirt.

I should have been dressed for something more...

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But it was too late to wonder if she should have broken out that super sexy set of lingerie - the one that Kao hadn't seen her buying - as the drake knelt back, lips pressed together. There was nothing too serious about their set, however, not as they'd worked out just what their game was to be, and Fyr met his mischief with her own, holding her paws up as if she was a puppy begging.

"Oh, master," she purred, trying not to sound too silly as she slipped into their game, the little roleplay that could open up so very many doors for the two of them. "Whatever will you have me do?"

For it was not Fyr that was calling the shots that night and the dragoness lowered her eyes, taking in her brother's body with a hungry little whimper as the drake took a handful of her top and yanked back. The fabric caught and tugged on her shoulders, lifting her along with it as he shuffled back, albeit awkwardly, on the bed.

"This." He jerked his head at her, tail swishing languidly back and forth, the only part of him that appeared nonchalant. "Off."

Fyr scrambled to obey, body doing what he willed before her mind caught up with the command. It had been so easy to do it too - she knew what he wanted and she just went ahead and did it. Fyr blushed beneath her T-shirt as she dragged it up and over her head, her brother still so close that she felt every shift of his body, muscle tensing beneath his scales.

Her bare breasts heaved as she tried to spread her legs, but found her brother on top of her, pinning her down in nothing more than her rapidly dampening panties. Her arms slid back over her head obediently and she arched her stomach up into him as he leaned his weight onto her wrists, fingers curling around as if they belonged there.

Fyr shivered. Perhaps they always had. There was only one way to tell.

The words were cheesy and cliché - she was sure they had to be - and yet she swallowed hard and forced them out anyway

"Master, what can I do for you...?"

The dragoness whimpered and squirmed, gasping as her brother's knee pressed between her legs, forcing itself up to her dripping cunt. It was all she could do to not grind against it like a wanton slut, images of bound and teased dragonesses flooding her mind, one after the other. Of course, they didn't have the equipment that she'd seen in those videos and certainly nothing like the contraptions from that book! But it was a start and enough for her to see whether or not, well... The dragoness blushed, exhaling sharply through her nostrils as her chest heaved. Whether or not she liked it, that was.

Did she want to be like them? Totally helpless to his will and power?

Kao's eyes burned into her as he snaked his tongue out, lapping sensually along the side of her muzzle as if he was tasting her. Shuddering into his touch, Fyr moaned lustfully and closed her eyes, baring her throat for him. The choker gleamed faintly, new leather shining under a good buff and polish, and Kao hooked a claw around it, dragging her lips back to his.

The kiss was brief but commanding, his tongue darting into her mouth and taking control as she'd wished he would without knowing quite what she'd desired for such a long time. He dominated her mouth and squeezed the choker around her neck softly, though the presence of it held her in place for his attention as the drake growled possessively into her muzzle.

"What would I have you do?" He repeated, slipping into a different way of speaking, although he had to pause and clear his throat, all just a little unnatural to Fyr's younger brother. "My pet..."

Fyr shivered. But he wasn't done yet.

"Suck."

That was one thing that she knew how to do well - at least when it came to Kao's likes and dislikes. Why, she'd even say that she knew his body better than he knew it himself sometimes. As the drake slipped off the bed and stood, a bulge straining at the crotch of his jeans, Fyr followed him willingly, finding a place on her knees and half-reaching for the button and zip of his jeans before hesitating. Her fingers trembled and Kao raised an eyebrow, pulling her in by the end of the fine, chain leash.

"Well?"

Doubt flashed across his eyes and Fyr ploughed on, taking a deep breath as she pulled down her brother's jeans in an entirely new dynamic. Her scales seemed to ripple with warmth and the dragoness let out a needy little moan at the spot of pre-cum soaking through the front of his boxers. Without thinking, she pressed her muzzle to that bulge and lapped along the edge of it, the ridges on her brother's cock barely defined through the soft fabric. He was hardly at full hardness, but she yearned for him regardless, paws resting on his thighs as she lapped at his swollen cock like a puppy with a treat.

"Can't even wait to get my boxers off now, can you?" He chuckled, running his fingers over the top side of her muzzle, seeming to slip just a little bit more into his new, appointed role, even if it was only temporary. "Do you want me that badly?"

Whining, Fyr ducked her head shyly. What was wrong with her? It would normally have been so easy for her to growl and hold her head high and tell her brother exactly what she wanted to do with him, what she wanted him to do with her, but all that was gone, utterly and completely gone. Shy submissiveness crept into her psyche, curling its sinuous way around her mind until she was a blushing, stammering mess, craving only attention that she was suddenly too tongue-tied to demand.

Whether Kao knew it or not, he well and truly had her.

"Y-yes," she finally managed to force out, unable to look her brother in the eyes. "So badly..."

His eyes burned into hers and it was a wonder that there'd ever been any sliver of doubt behind them at all. Fyr's heart leapt to her throat and she gulped, though it did nothing at all to dislodge the sudden lump she found there.

"Then why don't you have what you want?"

Fyr's eyes widened. Was he taunting her? Or did he find himself as confused and lost for what, exactly, to do as she was? Fyr's stomach turned over. Had she pushed too far? Was it what they shouldn't be doing, the truth of their relationship and its fragility revealed at long last?

Her brother's paw closing tightly on the leash drew her from her frantic reverie and Fyr gasped as he hauled her to him, crushing her snout gently into his bulge. Groaning, she gave herself over to his heady, musky scent, the aroma of a drake that was so very inherently male swamping her senses. He drowned her thoughts like one would sink a leaf in the stream, prodding it down between them, giggling all the while, with sticks until it slipped, broken below the crystalline surface of the water.

But she was far from broken, the fragmented pieces of what made the dragoness who she was seeming to come together as her brother rocked his hips, grinding a thick, meaty shaft across her muzzle.

"You can't take what you want, that's why," he growled, seeming to take great pleasure in how his cock jumped from the waistband of his boxers to slap her lightly in the face as he pulled them down at long last, taking the matter out of her paws. "This is what you wanted, wasn't it? To not call the shots?"

For a moment, he was just her little brother again, a cocky grin on his muzzle that suddenly fit in a whole new sense and Fyr relaxed into it, a warm rush of breath escaping her lips in a sharp exhalation.

"Yes," she breathed. "I don't want a choice. Not right now."

His fingers cupped her cheek and, purring, Fyr leaned into his paw, eyes half-lidded. She had not known it was possible to feel so warm and safe at the same time as feeling incredibly, irrevocably aroused. Inadvertently, she squeezed the muscles of her needy pussy down on nothing, breath catching ever so slightly as she yearned for the shaft that bobbed just a hair's breadth before her lips.

Fyr's eyes danced. That command had already come and there would not be any reason to not obey that one!

Looking up at her brother, she whined softly and parted her lips for his cock at the same instant that he pushed in, dick ploughing into her mouth as if it belonged there. Fyr groaned around it, a pulsing rumble vibrating up from her brother's gut, and the drake dug his claws lightly into her frill, holding her in place even though he didn't have to. His other paw kept the leash taut, drawing her down and down his cock until her nose pressed against the softer scales of his crotch.

And there he kept her, the tapered tip of his cock-head grinding into the back of her throat. Eyes bulging, Fyr convulsed and whimpered around him, gulping rapidly to keep him there even as her lungs screamed for air. Her nostrils flared and puckered, lungs striving for breath that would not come while he claimed her muzzle in such a forcibly intimate manner.

He pulled back eventually - although it seemed like an extremely long time to the oxygen-starved dragoness - and Fyr gasped, eyes watering as she dragged in breath after needy breath into her throbbing lungs. Any strain was quickly appeased, however, and she licked her lips as her brother presented his pre-cum smeared cock-tip to her muzzle again, for her to welcome it in and tease her tongue along the underside.

"Ah..." He sighed, thrusting deeply back into her muzzle to seal her lips around the base of his dick once more. "You always were so amazing at deep throating me..."

He laughed and she chanced a glance up to see his eyes dancing in a way that had never before presented itself on his muzzle, Fyr's throat working like mad to contain him.

"Guess I can get a lot more of these now if you're going to be on your knees for me," he chuckled, though there was a glint of speculation in his eyes that could not be ignored. "I can't say I mind that... It's not a half bad deal, if you like it too, sis."

And, so far, Fyr liked where it was going. Very much, in fact. She wasn't about to call a halt to anything and she hoped Kao wouldn't either.

Kao hissed and let his head fall back, the tension between the leash and his claws in her frill keeping her just where he wanted her. And all Fyr could do was close her eyes and allow him to use her as he willed, giving herself over to the blowjob as she suckled like a good submissive draggie and curled her long tongue around as much of his length as she could manage. The drake rumbled in what she hoped was approval, using her muzzle as if it was a toy to be fucked, and hardly even looked at her as he bucked and ground, tail slapping the bedroom floor with a sharp thwack.

"Rrrrrghh," he growled, words bubbling up within the sound. "Such a good girl..."

Fyr shuddered. It was as if he'd been watching those videos with her, the words he came out with sometimes. Perhaps a little power play and control was something her brother had looked into before too? She smirked inwardly and nearly gagged on his cock, eyes streaming with barely concealed mirth and the strain of taking him. It would be in the nature of a lad his age to be looking at porn, after all!

Less so for her, of course, but what other way was a dragoness to research? Fyr flushed, saliva trickling down to her chin as his grip on her head relaxed slightly, allowing her to bob her own muzzle and please him with better range and use of her ability. Wrapping her tongue around as much of his cock as she could possibly fit, she purred warmly, letting the soft vibrations travel from her muzzle all the way down the length of his aching shaft, pulsing and spurting pre-cum into the back of her throat.

The drake groaned and flapped his wings, buffeting her with a blast of air. Knowing just when she'd hit the right spot, Fyr dragged her muzzle back slowly, letting her tongue trail over every curve and ridge in his cock that she'd grown to know so well, slurping over the tip with a lewd smack of her lips.

Her brother grunted lustfully, a globule of pre-cum splattering on the side of her muzzle as he bucked.

"Good girl..." Kao said again, shoulders rolling back with a growl that seemed to ripple through his entire body from head to toe. "Such a good girl..."

Fyr winced, stifling a giggle. Maybe he'd been watching too many of the same videos himself, but she couldn't fault him. He was the best brother in the whole world for indulging her so and she couldn't have wished for more.

He really did love her.

And she wanted to show him just how much she loved him too. Fyr closed her eyes, her world narrowing to that of her brother's shaft as she swallowed hard around him, letting his ridges press into the soft confines of her mouth and dominate her muzzle completely and utterly. He shuddered and grunted, but she hardly felt it, so focused was she on taking him to that point of no return that would deliver the sweet treat of her "master's" seed right down her throat.

Purring, the dragoness licked her lips, trailing her tongue around the glands at the head of his cock and teasing the slit, bubbling up with creamy pre-cum. A drop landed on her lips and she licked it off, keeping eye contact with Kao all the while, the drake's chest heaving as if he'd run a marathon. But it was not that kind of physical exertion that had him so riled up, but another kind of much more pleasurable exertion - at least by the dragon's standards - by far. Or, perhaps, to come.

"Fyr..."

The coarseness in her brother's tone shocked her, a rasping hiss slithering from his muzzle like a serpent's kiss. He grabbed her jaw roughly and forced her to look up at him, Kao's eyes narrowing lustfully as his lower jaw fell slack.

Fyr's heart pounded, blood roaring in her ears. Between her thighs, her panties grew sodden with arousal, the scales of her inner thighs slick and gleaming with her own juices. There could have been no denying what she wanted, who she wanted, even if she'd had the will to try.

"Make me cum!"

The command was sharp and held an inexperienced edge. Kao's voice wobbled as he delivered it and still it made her heart sing, toes curling in fresh excitement to do just as he asked. Yes, she could be a good girl, a good draggie, and please him. She wanted him to cum!

And she'd have her wish too, if she was a good girl for her brother. Moaning around him, Fyr closed her eyes and gagged as he rammed into her muzzle, making her job ten times more difficult and a million times more pleasurable in the harshness of being used. She was sure her brother wasn't thinking about dominating her, his mind on the need building in his loins, how much he wanted to spill his seed too, but every crude stroke of Kao's cock crammed the tip into the back of her throat, demanding that she understood exactly where she belonged. Or perhaps it was something more than that, something the leather choker could, in the bedroom, symbolise if she was so daring and she shivered at the thought of Orrix wandering in to find his son's cock in his daughter's mouth.

Fyr groaned, lifting her tail automatically as her juices trickled, pussy clenching and squeezing down on nothing, terribly empty and wanting. She needed something there: her father's dick, her brother's filling her muzzle in the way only he could.

Fyr's breath caught in her throat, eyelids fluttering apart. Double teamed by her brother and her own father? Hell yes...

Kao pulled back at just the right moment for the raspy hiss to roll from her lips, Fyr gazing up at him adoringly as the tip of her tail flicked back and forth. As if she had transformed into a pet feline, she squeaked as cutely as she was able, eyes wide and pleading, and Kao smirked as he fed her his cock again, barely allowing her room to breathe as he humped her muzzle.

"Ah..." He growled, head twisting from one shoulder to the other. "You're... Ah..." The drake's muzzle contorted. "Fyr!"

The sharply barked name was the loudest he'd been and he gasped without actually sucking in a breath as he leaned over her, the paw on her fragile leash tugging her head up and back. Obediently, the dragoness slurped on his shaft, letting her tongue grind over each and every ridge as he fucked her mouth harder and faster. She didn't even mind how sore his smooth-skinned cock made her lips, as long as he stayed in her mouth to shoot every last drop of his salty load.

And Kao wasn't about to disappoint his sister. She felt him cumming, balls pulling up just a little bit closer to his body as he slammed in, a heady gasp that seemed to come with rather a bit of a head rush wracking his body in that fragile moment before it hit him. The first spurt of seed hit the back of her throat before he roared, but, when he did, his wings flared out, pumping with strength that would have taken her breath away, if there'd been any way for her to breathe with the rush of dragon cum intent on flooding her muzzle.

Eyes bulging, Fyr gulped and gagged, swallowing rapidly in an attempt to keep up with the shockingly massive load from her little bro's cock. Perhaps he'd been right and he wasn't so much of a little brother anymore to her and it was hard to think otherwise with such a meaty shaft crammed between her lips. His balls slapped her chin as he continued to thrust and she spluttered as cum trickled down her lips and the line of her jaw, marking her scales with very visceral evidence of their tryst, as forbidden as it may have been.

Gulping hard around him, Fyr struggled to take her brother's load even as it tapered off, dimly aware of him pulling back enough to breathe. The tension in the chain leash loosened and she whimpered, pushing into it as she lewdly sucked at the sensitive head of his cock, trying to draw the last, delicious drops of cum from him even as Kao gasped and protested, through half-garbled sentences that he was too sensitive, too sore, and yet still she kept on, intent on drinking him dry.

Eventually, however, Kao managed to thrust the hungry dragoness away, cum staining her muzzle as his chest heaved. Striving to regain control of himself, the drake took a deep breath, but it was nowhere near enough to get enough oxygen into his lungs again and he stroked her muzzle and frill as she crooned into his paws, licking his seed off her chin and jaw.

Kao exhaled sharply through his nostrils, chuckling weakly as he shook his head, swinging his blocky jaw slowly from left to right and back again.

"You're too good at this..."

He was tired and she knew it, having but the shadow of a moment in which to act. But before the drake could collapse on the bed, Fyr crawled up there herself, back arched and tail flicked up over her back, pointing towards her shoulder blades. The dragoness cast him her very best sultry look and dipped her head in what she hoped was a submissive fashion, wiggling her buttocks teasingly back and forth.

Well, she had Kao's attention.

"Why don't you come up here, master," she purred, putting extra, shivery emphasis on the title, "and show me just how good you are too?"

As if the drake needed any encouragement! Demonstrating youthful virility and rather impressive recovery, he clambered keenly up beside his, at least temporarily, submissive sister as his softening cock flooded with fresh blood. Groaning, he wrapped his paw around his sensitive pole of dragon-meat and pumped it slowly

"Fuck..." He panted, eyes rolling. "Too much..."

"Please?"

His eyes snapped back to his sister and, with the look Fyr was giving him, what drake could have possibly refused the attention she craved? Copying a pose from the videos - one of the many videos she'd watched - Fyr let her breasts press down to the bed, backside raised for his attention as her soaked panties clung intimately to the shape of her pussy lips. Kao swallowed hard, pupils dilating greedily. There could have been no greater lure for a young, horny male and he pressed up behind his sister, lifting her tail up and out of the way.

"So hot..."

Fyr purred and parted her lips to say something back, but was thrust into a moan as that shaft she'd craved so much stretched open her soaked pussy. Her panties strained to the side of cock, Kao not quite having the presence of mind to remove them from her when presented with a dragoness very much in need. Moaning, she rocked back into him like the wanton slut she was - at least in the moment, the bedroom, for him - and gasped as the choker tugged lightly around her neck. As he thrust, Kao drew the fine leash taut, reminding her, without words, just where she belonged and with who.

And she wouldn't have wanted it to be any other way. Perhaps it was not something that could be shared with her father, but something just for brother and sister, one more moment that would be theirs and theirs alone. For, if she could not experiment with her own brother, just whoever could she experiment with and trust with her whole heart and more?

Laying her cheek down on the pillows, Fyr hugged one to her chest as Kao found his second wind and slammed into her. Each thrust drove her across the bed a little more until she was forced to cling to the solid headboard to hold herself in place. Her lips parted sensually, allowing each driving stroke of his godly shaft to be punctuated with a moan and she forgot who she was, what she was, intent only on the pleasure rippling through her laced with something far deeper and more primal than she ever could have imagined existed.

But it existed and it was all hers to take, or be taken - as Kao was doing. He growled, leaning over her dominantly as a heavy paw came down on one side of her head, the other keeping a firm grip on the tiny leash as if he was afraid to let it go. But his sister wasn't going anywhere and moaned throatily as she rocked back in time with his thrusts, their bodies fitting together in a way that no others ever could hope to match.

In more than one way, they were made for each other and Fyr twisted her head around as much as she was physically able to kiss her brother deeply, his tongue sliding around hers. He didn't withdraw from her cunt, however, and, if anything, drove in with increasing vigour, sending rippling shudders through her body as her scales lifted ever so slightly from her hide as if in deeply rooted draconic excitement. Her tail wrapped around his waist loosely, not holding him there - that was not for her to do with a collar around her neck, not by a long shot - but letting Kao know in no uncertain terms of her lust and love for him.

The drake screwed up his muzzle, breaking the kiss as a string of spittle briefly connected their lips, his tail slapping the bed with a dull thud.

"Fuck, Fyr!" He snarled, lips curling back from his teeth as his tail swung heavily, knocking the lamp off the bedside table. "What are you... Fyr!"

She could not have said why he was saying her name so much, utterances not making any logical sense, as her eyes followed the path of the lamp to thunk and spin away across the carpet, shade dented. It was not for her concern, however, as Kao pressed down over her back, forcing her wings down to her body, and claimed her brutally. Fyr's eyes rolled back into her skull. Had he ever been so forceful with her? She could not tell, could not think, could hardly breathe and yet she still craved more and more, everything he had to give and more still.

And she was about to receive it too. His thrusts seemed to roll on and one, one blending seamlessly into another wave of pleasure and Fyr pressed her head down into the last pillow she had cradled to her chest as if a lifeline. Her tail snapped up and the dragoness howled like a feral creature in heat as orgasm cracked over her, lightning streaking through her body with the intensity and ferocity of the storm it brought with it. Although her pussy had already been soaked with her own arousal, her muscles clenched viciously and rippled around the drake's cock, squeezing out her juices as he too was forced rudely into a sharp climax that had him opening and closing his jaws in silent bliss, no breath left with which to cry out his lust.

Together, the siblings rocked and groaned as breath returned to them in orgasm, tails winding weakly together. They slid down to the bed without really thinking about it and neither could have told the exact moment that Kao's cock slipped from his sister, hardly soft and still throbbing for the next round. The poor, abused drake could hardly go again quite so swiftly - two rounds had been quite enough to start off with! - and warmly wrapped his arms around Fyr, holding his sister close to him as she mewled and grumbled, her afterglow tingling through her right down to her fingertips.

Kao nuzzled into her neck, letting go of the leash at last as they relaxed and breathed in one another, the sun far lower in the sky outside the bedroom window than when they had begun their liaison. Neither had been keeping track of the time, however, and Fyr yawned quietly, trying not to open her mouth too widely and betray her true exhaustion as she relaxed back and took stock of everything.

A little kinky play? She wondered drowsily to herself. There was always more waiting to spice up the day. And there was no denying how her body had reacted...

"So..." Fyr murmured, her head comfortably resting on her brother's chest as he yawned and put his paws back behind his head. "What does this mean...you know...for us?"

Kao cracked open one eye with a grunt as if the minute action alone took a great deal more energy than he actually had to give.

"What do you mean, sis?"

She sat up a little, tugging at the collar as she blushed.

"You know... This play. This fun. It's different." She hesitated, drawing in a deep breath and taking the plunge anyway. "I _liked_it."

"Then we can do more of it, if you like it like that too."

Fyr's heart leapt and she kissed her brother's muzzle, a squeal bursting from her lips. The drake sat up, alarmed, but only had a naked dragoness in his arms to contend with and one that was intent on locking her lips with his too.

"Really? You'll do more?" She beamed, her smile stretching from ear to ear. "I thought it'd scare you off, little bro!"

Kao scoffed and snorted, though it was hard to appear too disdainful with Fyr's breasts squashed so wonderfully up to his chest, nipples perking into his scales in a manner that no drake could possibly have ignored. He ran his paw down her back, admiring how the light from the sun setting outside glowed through the membranes of her wings, warmth flaring in his chest like milk blossoming into a cup of tea.

"I'm not just your little bro now, Fyr," he murmured, massaging her back lightly until she relaxed further into him. "There's something much more than that between us."

The dragoness fell silent and, for a moment, he feared he'd said too much. Kao's palms sweated and he coughed into his paw, awkwardly sliding his gaze away as the muscles in his sister's back, all at once, went tense.

"Darn right there is, bro, you sound old talking like that!"

And the tension was broken, both siblings breaking into laughing and rolling across the bed until their lusts rose once again and Fyr showed Kao just what a submissive lady could do for him. Of course, it was all things she wanted to try too, but there was a certain pleasure in delivering ecstasy that she was only too keen to explore further, the tip of her tail curling idly back and forth as she languidly lapped her brother's seed from her muzzle.

Whatever was left unspoken, unsaid, between them could certainly wait for another day.

After all, some words were best left quiet in the glow of a lover's sunset and whispered in the dark of the night.