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Julius © His Owner Tsumi © Tsumi The house, rather all but silent for the nearing of noon, saw one person moving in it. Ascending the stairs with a light sigh and amused smile, Julius made his way down the carpeted hall, to stop before his younger sibling's door, Brightly layered with years worth of collected stickers and magazine cut-outs. Flicking one of his large cattish ear, the older moogle rested a hand on the door knob, hearing nothing of the usual stereo playing, footsteps, page-ruffling or string-plucking that could usually be heard. With a shake of his head and a light chuckle, he eased the door open silently and stepped in.

Blue eyes passing along the assorted mess spanning Tsumi's room, Julius shut the door gently behind himself, eying from shorts to shirts to jeans, to shoes, along a well-loved beanbag beside a propped guitar, and over to the large soft bed by the far wall. The room lay muffled from the day light, blocked by thick brown curtains to offset the gentle mocha of the walls and cream of the carpet. Stepping himself over the busy and messy floor, the ebon-furred mog smiled as he regarded his little brother, laying snug and sound and still fast asleep, cuddling a thick pillow, with his lower half clad in the thick feather blanket he so often buried beneath to hide from his night-terrors. Regarding the adorable face sleeping before him, Julius smiled, his pompom, along with his siblings gently glowing an endearing golden yellow, before a tinge of green softly pulsed through.

"Wakey, wakey, bro. Rise and shiiine." Julius coo'd softly, kneeling faintly on the bed and gently stirring his sibling's hip. Barely stirring, Tsumi murmured groggily and eased onto his front, baring a sliver of his stark-naked rump. Grinning slowly wider, Julius gave a light sigh and smirked as he shook his head, easing from his pocket a sleek black leather collar, and gently sliding it about the pink Moogle's throat, buckling it gently and eying over the sapphire-headed clasp with a lick of his lips, before fondling the front of his jeans. Button popped and zipper unzipped, his thumbs slid the waist-band down to mid-thigh, baring his broad orbs and plump sheath baring his pleasingly sized girth studded with a several pairs of silver balls down it's undercurrent.

Gingerly ignoring his length, the older moogle slowly grasped along Tsumi's hips, and with gentle, deliberate care, drew them up, to have the mog soundly balanced on knees and arms, face nuzzled into his plush pillow. Eying over the prenaturally flagged tail in that position, Julius drew up two fingers to his lips, and suckled over them gently, tongue slathering to slicken them, before wedging them snug between his sibling's cheeks, and smoothly speared the pink mog's delectably tight and warm backside to the knuckle.

With a drawn out gasp and shocked moan, Tsumi's eyes fluttered open, hazy mind awoken as he clenched himself down upon those dexterous fingers starting to gingerly ream his backside. Toes curling, wings fluttering and pompom glowing a brighter pink than his cheeks, he panted faintly, and eased his head aside to look back to his sibling. "Mmmph.. J-Juuuli-po--.." He moaned, partly exasperated, partly delighted, and unable to keep the part of his tone pleading for more from his voice as he grasped the pillow tighter, nuzzling down into it.

"Mmnh? heheh.. shouldn't be sleeping in so late, Li'l bro.." Julius smirked, chrrrling over the sight of the smaller form gently grinding back against his fingers, working to grind along tender points within the moogle's bared and now rather wanton backside. "Makes you easy, and fair game." The black moogle grinned, as Tsumi moaned louder with a particularly well-placed draw of those fingers, before piteously pining as the drew free wholly, only to be replaced by the pre-slickened, rounded tip of a familiar girth. "S.. Seems worth it, t'me, kupo.." Tsumi groaned faintly before him, taking a practiced breath as Julius eased himself into position behind the mog's raised and readied rump.

"We'll see." The ebon-furred mog murmured with amusement, before slowly sinking himself forward. Almost in synch, the pair groaned, Tsumi in aching delight of being spread about his sibling's pierced length, whilst Julius savoured the exquisite silken depths greeting his length, inch by inch and snugging wonderously tight about him. Slowly, the larger moogle worked himself down, one hand resting at the smaller's shoulder, keeping him quite pinned, as the other held Tsumi's hips supportingly. Gently rolling his back, Julius sighed as the pink moogle's backside soon ground snug to his groin, hilted deep within that delectable backside, only to draw back, and keeping a firm grasp on the younger form, to keep him rather wholly at his mercy.

Not that Tsumi seemed to particularly mind, eyes rolling back faintly to the shocking waves of pleasure each pair of slicked beads in his brother's ladder ground along his tight walls, tip oozing, smearing pre in it's wake as the larger moogle took particular care to take it slow, working him up, practicedly. Beneath him, Tsumi whimpered, as his own length lay as yet, unnurtured, a bead or two of his pre dripping over his bed-covers, as he slowly bit down on his pillow to stifle his rising moans with the pleasure coursing through his hazey form. The mallow musk that Tsumi's room usually held seemed displaced, as the pair rutted, hips grinding, mingling dark fur with pink, Strawberry scent to the richly tangy one of the larger moogle, thick with lust, it left the pair panting and moaning as Julius' hips steadily pumped, angling down, and along the pink moogle's walls, teasing, toying and drawing out each and every rush of pleasure, as his thrusts grew steadily faster, orbs gently bumping against Tsumi's under-side.

Against the grinding bodies, the midday air seemed quite cool as they groaned in motion, Tsumi's hips grinding back, clenching needily, as Julius rocked, starting to stab his length in firmer, with lust spurring him on to start really pistoning that exquisite backside wrapped snug about his cock. Loins aching as he pounded that perky backside harder and faster, inching ever towards his peaking edge, breath drawing and catching tight in his chest, before with a long groan, the Ebon mog slammed himself home, orbs tensed and releasing their thick, copious load in heated, jetting waves within that rippling backside clenching eagerly about him, milking him to his last drop.

With his orgasm trailing, and afterglow gently washing over him, the larger mog sank down, slowly easing over his little brother, laying him flat to the bed, and grooming tenderly along ears and cheekfur. Drawing a warmer, richer taste of strawberries than normal. Smirking faintly, he moaned and stirred, grinding his spent and tender length in place, to make Tsumi's form shiver and squeak, before slumping gently and chrrrling. Albeit not yet spent, the pink mog savoured the feel of his brother's pleasure within him, and a lingering sensation of orgasmic contentment through his pompom, glowing a delighted yellow, beneath Julius' just above.

"Hee.. kupipo.. See..? T-.. Totally worth it.." Tsumi murmured faintly, angling his muzzle to lift it from his pillow as Julius lay his chin atop his head. Blushing lightly, the pink mog wriggled, as his older sibling slowly eased his arms out to stroke down and grasp his smaller hands, chrrrling faintly over him. "Kupo.. I wonder if I'd be so lucky as to get the whole deal, breakfast in bed and all, kupo.." Tsumi murmured, with a playfully hopeful tone, that caused Julius to tut and chuckle over him.

"Spoilt little mog." He grinned, gently kneeling up and easing Tsumi into a similar position, hugging his arms about the pink mog and nosing through his hair. "But I think Iii should be rewarded for all this hard work, having to come on up here, and wake your sleepy backside up. S'not like you bring me breakfast in bed." The black-furred moogle quipped playfully, chrrrling as Tsumi leant up to kiss his chin. "No..? well, I could now..." He squirmed his hips enticingly, length plump, pulsing and needy with neglect. "Though.. It'd be kinda hard in this position.." Tsumi chrrled faintly, nuzzling tenderly under his older brother's chin.

"Hmm.. kupo.. Nah, I think this position's just fine." Juli murmured, grinning as his sibling's pompom glowed from yellow, to orange, leaning his own muzzle down to gently kiss the smaller moogle as Tsumi blinked his eyes open with a bleary 'Huh..?' of confusion. Grinning as he broke the kiss, Julius just winked, before yawning his muzzle open, and gripping Tsumi's hands all the tighter as he lunged his muzzle over the pink moogle's face, pompom glowing scarlet.

Within his muzzle, Julius heard the little moogle cry out in shock, and very obvious horror, as he slathered slowly along the bridge of Tsumi's muzzle and forehead, sinking his gaping jaws smoothly over the sleek form's head, and squishing his muzzle snug into his throat, as he chrrled low with the delectable flavor of his sibling, holding him still by hand and legs as he gave the first ominous swallow, inching slim-shoulders up towards his eager lips.

Within the stifling heat, Tsumi's mind raced through it's sleepy, sex-hazed state, as his brother, of all things and people, -ingested- him! Muzzle firmly squeezed shut by hot and slimey rolling waves of flesh drawing further over him, and drawing him further into their embrace. His heart raced as he struggled, anchored terribly in place by that length snug in his backside and those strong arms and hands holding his own crossed about his body. He was as perfectly helpless as if he had been devoured whilst asleep! Whimpering muffledly and squirming, Tsumi shuddered terribly as he felt the gentle, ginger draw of his sibling's teeth past his neck, and squirmingly about, until his slim shoulders, the broadest part of him joined him in the heated embrace of that apparently inescapable gullet.

Inch by inch, Julius swallowed, groaning with eyes closed, some with the ache of actually working his jaws so wide, and some with the delightful taste his tongue derived of the velvety fur sleeked some with his sibling's sweat. Creeping along chest, he adjusted his grasp to take both of Tsumi's hands in one, as he gently eased the pink mog's wing's flat, to work them into his eager jaws along with the twitching, struggling fleshy upper-arms fighting, inescapably against his grasp, bringing a smirk to his lips.

Thankful for his little sibling's remarkable flexibility, Julius bowed his head further, swallowing heavily to claim his jaws along the Pink moogle's torso, squirming and rumbling all the while with screams muffled behind his bulging neck-fur and torso. Hands slowly easing free, Julius grasped at Tsumi's legs and drew them from beneath him, turning about in the same motion as he drew the pink moogle's wonderful backside free of his pulsing length, he leant himself back against Tsumi's headboard and lifted the mog up and straight, as he took gravity to his side, and lunged his jaws up along trim tummy and hips, smirking a moment to the sight of the pink mog-turned-lunch's length, still plump, pulsing and needy before his muzzle. Perhaps not quite the 'breakfast in bed' Tsumi had been planning, but not far off, Julius half regarded. Not that much of a step from sucking on that length, to suckling on the whole moogle, which he was doing with relish as his belly slowly pushed out with Tsumi's head sinking into it.

With a rush of awkward vertigo, Tsumi cried out, the world turning on it's head as his squirming legs were hauled up over his sibling-turned-predator's head. Eyes wide, despite the tight, thick walls of muscle and flesh about him making it pitch black, the little pink mog kept struggling helplessly, terrified, and ever unaware that his struggles served less to his purpose than his brother's, whose appreciative groans greeted those extra inches tsumi lost on his own. A tight ring of flesh squeezed about his muzzle, pushing him into a looser space, slick and textured walls churning in greeting, along with space enough to hear the thick, ominous visceral orchestra thumping, gurgling and glorping about his trapped form. He struggled his hand-paws anxiously as, with the room granted to him by his sibling's belly, Tsumi screamed avidly, desperately in terror, with his hands, unable to find purchase in his brother's jaws, sliding off the back of that hungry gullet packing him away from the world.

Groaning and panting, as a new type of exhaustion threatened to settle in, Julius swallowed time and again, jaws lunging up along those thighs struggling inexorably deeper, drawing down like two thick pieces of spaghetti which he worked down, slathering by tongue, until he slowly eased his aching jaws shut about the broad, well cared-for feet of his meal. Head laid back and tongue slowly washing along those twitching paw-soles, delectable, supple, sweetly musky.. Almost like dessert to a dessert, as he suckled with relish, tongue teasing, trailing along heels and arches, kneading over the broad, supple ball-pads and about toes.. Groaning faintly, Julius almost begrudgingly let those feet slide and wearily took the final, draining swallow, to see the last bulge of his sibling slithering down his neck and vanishing behind his chest, whilst his belly steadily spilled out into his lap.

Panting and smiling, Julius licked his lips, savouring those mingled tastes of his little brother as he rested, regarding the struggling bulges pushing and kneading about. An superb massage to reward his efforts, grinning gently and starting to stroke his hands along the distinct bulges his sibling made, hiccoughing faintly and grinning. "Mmmnhh.. Kupo.. Breakfast in bed indeed. Thanks, Li'l bro." Julius grinned, savouring those avid squirms within his churning belly. "Oooh.. you know how tastey you are, cotton-candy mog.. I'm surprised no one else ever thought to do this to you." The older moogle smirked playfully, as his belly squirmed, muffled whimpers and pines reaching his ears as his hands kneaded and pushed down on the anxious form curled tight within him.

"J-Juli..! Kupipo..! Please! You can't do this..!" Tsumi urged amidst anxious shivers and squeaks at the hot rippled walls about him rolling and churning, squeezing and squishing him over, keeping him balled within that tight gut. "Don't worry though, li'l bro.. soon enough you'll be pudge.." Julius quipped playfully, slowly laying himself forward, pinning the little Mog snuggly balled in his gut against the remarkably plush bedding, slowly grinding down and groaning as he squished him down. "All helpless and melted down, lining my body.." Julius grinned wide, as his meal's struggles intensified. Whether due to his teasing, or the churning starting to get more audible, he wasn't sure. But slowly, he relaxed, and smirked, stroking over the bulges of his meal, pinned and indeed helpless. With noon stretching slowly towards sunset, his belly took it's time oh-so-slowly stilling and softening those bulges and squirms, rounding out the ebon Mog's belly and steadily shrinking it as he slowly absorbed what all remained of the little pink moogle.

Rolling onto his back and chrrrling lightly to himself, Julius regarded his stomach, indeed weighed with quite the covering of cuddly pudge, which brought an endearing smirk to his face, kneading, trailing his handpaws over it with a faint 'urp' and a low groan. "Mmmnhh.. good mog food, kupo." Julius hiccoughed, slowly closing his eyes and smiling as he began to doze.