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Kael drummed his fingers along the rail of the boat, the wolf’s ears perked to the swishing of the breeze – and then flicking back at another sound coming from behind him. He turned and looked over that way, finally seeing the door to the main cabin open again; the two zebra twins had been in there for quite a while, and things had started to get a little bit lonely out here on the deck. So naturally Kael’s mind had started wandering, and he saw with delight that it was Fira who strolled out now, her pelt freshly glistening from what had to have been a shower belowdecks and a towel wrapped around her chest and midsection, pinned in place by a sleek, shapely arm…

...and the wolf couldn’t help but resume exactly what he had been thinking before, remembering how he had seen her earlier today without that towel, watching the way the equine’s smooth, streamlined form had twisted as she had moved, halfway obscured through the tinted windows of the cabin. At one point she had turned to look at him, and Kael could have sworn that she had made eye contact with him, noticing him watching her – and she had just reached her arms up and back to pin her mane behind her head, soft breasts shifting with the movement, angular stripes twisting.

Now she shivered in the cool breeze coming off the water and tightened the towel around herself, tall ears giving a curious little flick upon seeing Kael there, once again watching her. The wolf straightened up, trying to make himself look taller, broader, at once more imposing yet still more inviting, and struggled to keep his tail from wagging upon seeing Fira’s hazel eyes dance back and forth across him. She reached up and rubbed at a spot on her shoulder.

“Hey, you,” she rumbled, and settled in at the rail right next to him… seemingly a little bit close, as he could feel the latent heat simmering off of her still damp pelt. “Sorry to keep you waiting. You know how brothers are.”

Kael scoffed and looked out across the calm water. “I don’t, actually,” he said in response. He brought his arms up to rest over the railing, deliberately leaning to one side to bump his body against hers. “Hell were y’all doing in there? I mean, I see you took a shower, but…”

“Oh, y’know.” Fira reached up to once again pin her mane back, sleek arms lifting up – and towel once again shifting across her body, briefly flapping open at the side. Kael drank in the sight of those cresting stripes, smooth sharp black slicing through the open field of white, hugging the luscious curves of her body all the way down… and then, slowly, nonchalantly, she once again wrapped the towel around herself and nestled it beneath her arm. “Sibling shit. It’s not important.”

“Mm…” Even though he kept his muzzle angled out across the waves, still Kael kept his eyes fixed on the small equine beside him. Even though the smell of salt spray hung strong in his nostrils, even though she simmered with the cool, sweet aroma of whatever shampoo she had just used, still the wolf could draw out the clear, identifiable grassy musk that he had come to recognize as the scent of zebra after this time spent on the boat with the twins: it made him think vaguely of driving past a farmyard, but with much stronger of a scent of fresh cut grass, and gentle sharp sweat, and the natural sweetness of the species itself. Along with this, though – he took another, deeper breath – he thought he could pick up something a little bit… sharper, fuller, richer, that made his nose tingle and his tail twitch. “Where’s Finn?”

“Still down there. He’ll be up in just another minute, probably…”

The zebra trailed off and settled in to look out over the railing. Kael did the same, just enjoying the quiet solitude and the closeness with her, gradually going over in his head how to face the question he wanted to ask: it was clear to him that she reciprocated his interest, but then even so there still came the issue of actually bringing it up. Hey, wanna bang? Was always unlikely to foster favorable results, especially out here on the open waves but – then again she had come out in just that towel with nothing underneath, as she had seemingly made sure to show him, and as she leaned forward her tail lifted up along the back, causing it to spread across her bare, curvy rump, stripes angling right in towards the center of attention right there underneath.

It would be so, so easy to reach over, slow and nonchalant, and rest his paw across her revealed rear, and then from there move his fingers down to tease beneath the base of her lifted paintbrush tail. Kael swallowed and bit his lip a little bit, imagining how that would feel: the supple, velvety warmth of her protruding tailhole, wrinkled skin wrapped snug along the mass of the donut shape, maybe lifting up and puckering out a bit in response – but Fira shifted again, now reaching up to rub at the same spot along her shoulder that had been bothering her since she had first come out onto the deck. The wolf beside her straightened up and peered a little bit closer: it looked almost as though her pelt there had been indented, as though-

Again the wolf’s ears perked, and he swung his head over to the door to the cabin. Now Finn strode out from belowdecks, the brother of the twins having to duck his head a bit to fit; where Fira had come out with her towel wrapped around him, Finn instead was still using it to tamp himself dry, which afforded Kael, and his own sister, a very clear look at his leathery, hanging balls and plump sheath jiggling above, the still halfway flared head of his shaft just now retreating back into the moist, wrinkly folds. Upon seeing the two watching him Finn’s ears perked and swished, and he wrapped his towel around his waist and strode up to meet them…

...and put his arm around his sister, a little bit lower down than Kael might have expected, and leaned in to murmur something into her. She turned towards him, giggled softly, and said something in response; then Finn laughed again, tossed his mane, and let his hand creep up his sister’s side, for a moment teasing along the hem of her towel, and then settling in at her shoulder – right at that spot she had been rubbing. A shiver vibrated down her back and she cooed softly, then lifted her hand up to brush across his, fingers briefly intertwining.

Kael sniffed at the air again. That extra little punch beneath her scent had strengthened again, and as the two siblings chatted among themselves, the wolf gradually zeroed in on it – and realized that that was Finn’s scent instead, wafting off of her, swirling around her… and he was wet, too, as though he had also just showered, and-

And Kael’s ears perked again. He looked at the two of them, watched the way they spoke and giggled, followed where along her body Finn’s hand drifted, how she bumped herself back against him, how she reached down to tug at the edge of her brother’s towel – and then it all made sense.

Kael’s tail wagged again. Oh. Well, I suppose that simplifies things…

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He gritted his teeth and thrust upwards again, his lower back lifting from the stiff cushion of the lounge, the back of his head bumping against the boat’s rail so that he felt the salty open air swishing underneath him – but instead of that, instead of the sway of the waves and the tickle of the breeze in his fur, it was the sleek, silken wet warmth squeezing down around his full length that consumed the whole of his consciousness. Fira’s scent swirled wonderfully in his nose, the aroma of zebra so inviting and intoxicating especially, he found, when it was so inextricably woven together with her brother’s as well: every time the wolf opened his eyes he saw her here on top of him, her eyes shut, her mouth hanging open, her hair draping down across his body… and then he could also see Finn just above and behind her, the other zebra’s hands clutching his sister’s waist to keep her sandwiched between the two males.

And each time Finn thrust forward, once again burying himself deep within his sister’s tailhole, Kael could feel the resultant shiver, shudder, and squeeze throughout her loins, tightening just the same around his shaft as well. The wolf drew back down, licked his lips, and lifted up again, then again and again; he wrapped his arms more tightly around her and squeezed her against him, wide breasts squishing against his chest, her eager breath warming his fur.

A growl grew in Kael’s throat. “I’m – gonna-”

It was Finn who answered him first, leaning in over where the two kept his sister pinned. “Do it inside.”

Kael’s eyes fluttered open. “Fira?”

“Mm…” It took her a moment to find the presence of mind to respond. “Y-yeah. Yes. Please. Inside. Tie me.”

Don’t have to tell me twice. He shifted his paws down her shapely rump, squished his fingers into the soft flesh, squeezed, spread her – felt the latent, simmering heat of Finn’s buried shaft, equine girth stretching out his sister’s plump, plush donut rim – and then lifted up again, pressing into that delicious heat, feeling it sleeve around him… and then gasped once he locked into place, the bulge of his knot tightening, swelling out, sealing in.

Around him Fira shuddered again, her breath catching in her throat. Kael tugged down again, testing the tie, feeling himself continue to bulge out just inside her lips, with her straining muscles teasing right there along his sensitive nerves, further fueling the flame boiling inside of him – which then sharpened further as she tightened her fingers on his body. It sounded like the zebra tried to say something, only for her words to dissolve beneath the ongoing treatment of the two males, and instead she just shuddered, bucked, bucked again, and then straightened up to press her back against her brother’s chest, Finn leaning back to accommodate the change in angle-

-and then Fira jerked once more, sex tugging outwards behind Kael’s knot, as she barreled over the edge of her own finish. Hot, slick wetness sprayed out across the wolf’s already dampened bellyfur, and he couldn’t resist lifting up and grinding against her to coax out the rest of her orgasm while at the same time feeling himself come closer as well, with Finn soon after him.

“Good…” Kael breathed, that growl rumbling in his throat again. “Good girl… keep it there… keep – on-”

And then it was his turn, his short, gentle grinds briefly picking up into quick, fervent, urgent thrusts along what little length was afforded to him along his root, knot locked in place. His toes curled, his tail flicked between his legs, and at one point he thought he might have accidentally kicked Finn; sweet, hot waves of intense pleasure washed over him, blocking out the glare of the sun from over the zebras’ shoulders, and the rocking of the boat underneath him, and the slight ache in his back from lounging back like this… and by the time he was able to open his eyes again, he just barely caught the tail end of Finn hunching over his sister as well, arms tight around her body, the male’s nostrils flaring out as he huffed and puffed through his own finish.

Buried as deep as he was, Kael could again feel each of those spurts throbbing through against him inside of her, and the resulting shift in Fira’s body. The female zebra stirred between the two of them, swallowed and sighed, squirmed a little bit, then shivered, gasped, moaned softly… and then a different, looser heat started to spread out across Kael’s belly, quickly growing into an ongoing, spraying stream from its initial trickle.

“S-sorry,” she murmured. Fira straightened up further as Finn pulled back from her, her shoulders settling, her head going back, her mouth falling open… the stream of her piss strengthening, arcing up across Kael’s chest, soaking into his fur, dripping down to gather on the waterproof material of the cushion beneath him. “Couldn’t hold it. I’m just – so full, I… had to…”

Surprised but not at all disappointed, the wolf rumbled softly and rubbed his paws across her hips. He came in towards the source of her stream, thumbpad teasing as soft, silky flesh; when he spread her there her aim fizzled and sprayed out again, and for a moment he felt her tighten around him again, more of that slightly sticky heat pouring down across his buried cock and plump sheath. “You’re fine,” he chuckled, and gave another thrust for good measure – which briefly interrupted her stream, only for it to then spurt out across him again. “No worries at all. I just think that-”

And then Fira jerked again on top of him, her back straightening, and a separate splash of warmth began pouring down her rump to spread across Kael’s legs. Behind her Finn leaned back, his eyes closed in relief, his still mostly-hard shaft clutched in one hand as he, too, emptied his bladder – this time staining his sister’s white pelt in between her stripes to soft, pale yellow. Back and forth he drew his aim, painting her shoulders down to the middle of her back, and then between her legs, making Kael jump as that fresh heat splashed across his balls as well.

The wolf flicked an ear. “Hey – you know I can’t move while I’m – tied-”

“Uh huh.” Finn gave himself a stroke and shake. “And I know we’re gonna wanna shower again right after this. You probably gotta go too, don’t you?”

“I mean – I just said, I’m stuck-”

Fira leaned over him, hands on his shoulders. Her brother’s piss streamed down from her sides, dripping off her breasts, splashing into her own scent soaked into Kael’s fur. She pressed a hand right down into his wet fur and rubbed it in deeper.

“I don’t see a problem with that,” she rumbled.