Just looking
The imp's eyes grew wide as she watched her brother flop down in the field, murring softly to himself and pealing away his jacket. She had followed her brother because she had wondered where he had been sneaking off to as of late. She hoped she'd get some answers since he didn't seem to disappear into the black like he normally did when she tried to follow him. This time, he had stopped in a clearing, settling on the soft grass in the moonlight.
The fox licked his lips, drawing his shirt away and exposing his toned chest, the muscles heaving a haughty sigh from beneath the crimson fur. The demoness' mouth fell and she felt her cheeks redden as she eyes his form, sleek and masculine. Something inside her always fluttered within her heart when she saw him, though she couldn't explain why.
"God...I've been waiting so long for this." she heard him mumble to himself, running his digits down his chest and he closed his eyes briefly, flexing and stretching with a quiver before reaching the zipper on his jeans. Hastily, he pulled it away, freeing the soft bulge within his boxers. His brown paws fondled the lump for a moment before a pink tip poked upward in anticipation, freeing itself from the waistband and along the canine's stomach.
The little imp's breath hitched in her throat as she watched. She couldn't help but stare, eyes transfixed on the smooth tip saluting in the air, creeping to full attention as her brother kicked off his jeans fully, laying fully nude before her. Don't watch, she told herself, but her body did not react to her thoughts as she stood frozen in awe.
Achingly slow, Iel slid his palm up his shaft, drumming the fingers around the gently twitching tip and stroking along the head. He closed his eyes and sighed as he sat there, stroking up and along the swollen shaft, groping lustily at the red sheath, forcing more of his length out. He continued to paw, the peeping imp watching and panting softly as her brother ran along his length. A drop of fluid beaded on the tip, the fox opening his eyes slightly and grinning at himself as he beheld his full length, pressing firmly, demanding in the air. He shuddered with satisfaction as each circling digit, pushing and squeezing, brought him unheeded pleasure.
You're just watching, she tried to comfort herself as Iel began to curl his fingers around the head, squeezing it methodically. She hadn't done anything bad; she wouldn't even have to tell him anything. she could just watch as he pawed, firmly pleasing himself in the middle of the forest clearing.
His sister nearly protested when he ceased, his paw drawing back from the hot length, bobbing thickly in the air. With the utmost care he leaned back on his other hand, the previously pawing hand resting on his thigh. "Are you just going to sit there and watch?" He asked quietly.
Shrinking down at his words, the imp pressed herself to the ground, feeling her heart thump against the hard soil. Her red eyes were wide, breath halting. He couldn't have seen her, maybe he was talking to someone else?
"I know you're there, lil sis."
Her ears flattened to her head, but she unsteadily rose to her feet, nuzzling her head out of the thick brush next to a tree. She knew her face must have been flushed, but she couldn't help it; her eyes catching the large member curving serenely from its sheath. "I...I'm sorry," She fiddled with her paws as she stuttered, "I wanted to see where you'd been going because I w...was worried and I didn...didn't mean to spy on you or catch you like-"
Somehow, his soft voice seemed to override hers as she babbled. "Hush, hush it's alright. Come here, I won't bite."
But I might she thought as she breathed uneasily, padding reluctantly towards him and settling a few feet from him, staring; still staring at the engorged shaft, the slight light catching its slick surface and making it seem to glow. Iel leaned forward and rubbed her head, tilting her chin up to look at him. "No need to be embarrassed or shy, it's alright lil sis. I've nothing to hide from you, I don't mind."
"But you're...I..." She tried to remain focused on his face and she could feel the heat bubble in her cheeks as she thought of the hot shaft just inches from her.
Studying her face as she stammered, he took his paw from her and leaned back on both his large paws, smiling softly. His bushy tail flickered behind him and curled against his side as he listened. Eventually he closed his eyes, breaking contact with her face and wrapping his paw around himself. He began to trace his digits from tip to base, stroking slowly. He heard his sister's protests and words stop as he began to pleasure himself, delighting in the familiar tingle that met him, stemming from between his spread legs. Silently, his paws slid up and down the hard surface, pressing into the slight give it had and making his hips arch slightly.
As soon as he began, though, he stopped, eyes opening slyly. His sister had settled in front of him, draped across one of his legs, her paw resting on the tip. "Do you mind...?" She began shyly, ducking her head away from Iel's sight and staring at the ground. Her paw dragged down the underside of the gently throbbing surface.
"Of course not," He spoke gently, moving his hand away from between his thighs and setting it on the ground where it had sat moments before.
He watched as she inched forward, both her little paws rubbing up the sides, pressing carefully into him at first and then kneading deeper. She shifted her stroking from one paw to another, slipping deeply from each stroke, gripping tighter and curling along the smooth veins. "Does that feel good?"
He answered her worried voice with a murr, setting his paw on her head. "It feels great." She paused a moment before going back to work. This wasn't right she told herself as she felt him up, pumping up and down and circling her little paws around, her paws not even fully touching around the thick shaft. Regardless, she pumped up and down, watching the member sway slightly to and fro as little streaks of fluid dripped from the tip. He began to feel moist and slippery under the imp's paws.
Her muzzle began to water as she watched, licking her lips and scolding herself. Just touching, she promised herself.
It became harder to focus though as the paw on her head rubbed softly, scratching behind her ears and making her feel weak, wanting to please and touch him. Her paws began to get sticky and made a soft sound as she ran them along her brother's length, flushed and hot in her paws. She couldn't place this texture, warm and moist, flexing under her paws but solid and sturdy.
She felt him shift slightly, leaning further back and allowing her to fondle him. God, she felt so good with her hands, the fox shuddered, already feeling so wonderful. His lack of pawing for several days had made him eager and even the simple strokes of his paws had felt like a lessing. Now, it was like heaven, the electricity within him sparking, making him shift forward uncomfortably in her paws. She began to stroke faster and he couldn't help but grin in spite of himself.
Unable to take it any longer, the imp pressed her muzzle to the tip. Just a lick, one she promised herself as her little pink tongue ran up along the pink surface, curling around the head and pulling away with a ribbon of pre. She swallowed the droplets, puzzling at the taste. Mostly flavorless but still with a twinge of something she couldn't place, unrivaled by anything else she's tried. Ignoring her previous rule, she sucked on the tip, needing more to decide if she liked it or not. He seemed to squirm slightly at this so she pulled away, instead lapping swiftly along the length, traveling up the moist contours before her. Her eyes fluttered with the licks. She thought she liked it; she still couldn't decide. Good or not, she was too entranced by the taste to give up now.
Each lick went lower to the base, burying her nose between his legs and pushing his thigh with her hindpaw, trying to get access at him. Consenting to her wishes, Iel shifted for her, spreading his legs and letting her embrace his shaft with her arms, nipping and licking at him. She hugged her brother's length, squeezing and kneading up along him, her teeth grazing him lightly. "Is it good?" She whispered, eyes closed, body pressing against him, muzzle lingering with the musky fluid as she looked up at him, her previous shyness forgotten.
"Wonderful." He assured her, massaging the side of her head lovingly. Needing no further words, she pushed forward, nipping him and licking along him. The paw began to stoke along her ears, tweaking her horns softly with each lick, hugging the shaft to her chest and sliding up along him. She heard him sigh softly and pushed her mouth back over the spade shaped head, pressing down as far as she could. She could barely fit the entire head but still slurped softly at it, swallowing eagerly at it.
Iel ran his fingers through the little demoness' fur, petting her softly as he felt her engulf his member, slipping her lips around it, flicking the tip with her tongue. He couldn't believe she could make it feel so good, she'd never done this before...He arched, feeling her get the swing of it and begin to slide up and down along him, holding him in her warm mouth. She hadn't forgotten all the rest of him she couldn't fit, though, stroking near obsessively along him as she suckled his tip.
He leaned his hips forward, gripping at her fur as she pushed her paws lower. He could feel his length beginning to pulse, the base thickening slowly as she made love to him with her little muzzle. The sensation of it forming was in itself a hot pleasure for him, the surge of sensitivity making him weak. His tail lashed out achingly against his supporting arm. She knew it was going to happen soon, too, both paws squeezing his base, pressing on it and feeling it mold around her pads as it swelled.
He couldn't keep taking these actions, feeling so close...he could tell he hadn't gotten off lately because he could normally last more than twice as long as he was lasting with his sister. He was glad, though, because how much better it felt that way. "Keep going." He urged softly, claws gripping at her, reaching her head again as she bobbed her head up and down the sensitive head, paws holding him as she pulled away now and then to lick the tip and circle around the shaft, only to press her warm mouth around him again.
Without warning he arched up, jaw parting and panting as he felt his body tighten. His tip twitching, his hips ground forward partially, minding not to hurt his sister. His groin and orbs felt tight beneath his shaft, seeming to squeeze with a ecstatic warmth, creeping along his body, shooting up and burning within him. He seized his sister's head and felt his climax spurt into her muzzle. She jumped, startled at the sudden gush of fluids, choking around the warm creamy fluid that overflowed from her mouth and spurted suddenly from its limited space. She got one gulp before the rest overflowed, pouring down onto her paws and down he hot shaft, twitching and still spurting within her muzzle.
Iel sighed happily; tail swishing slightly behind him as his whole body bathed in the pulses from his body, a warmth overcoming his limbs. He let his eyes slide open, grinning as he panted, watching the little imp pull away and lick at her lips, pouting at him. "You should have warned me." She shook her head, little droplets hanging from her cheeks and blinking at the gooey member in front of her, sleek with her brother's fertile seed.
Iel grinned, ruffling his sister's fluffy black fur. "Maybe next time," He leaned down, licking the top of her head affectionately before flopping back and stretching on the cool grass in the darkness.
"Who says there will be a next time?" She scowled, hugging his leg with one paw and trying to clean herself off with the other. But, she knew despite what she told herself there would be a next time.