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I Love You Twice: Dave's Birthday

By Green

The first thing that David Parrish was aware of that day was the voice.

"Wake up, Davey."

Dave recognized that voice. It was very important to him, somehow. But for some reason he found it incredibly difficult to focus.

"Come on, wake up."

Just hearing that voice made him happy, although he realized he was already happy for some reason, his body felt very, very good indeed. What an odd thing not to notice. As he felt a hand teasing his whiskers, he began to stir, rising closer to consciousness.

"That's it, big brother, it's your special day."

He could feel the sun on his face, the breeze from his rotary fan, and most importantly, a warm body lying next to him. He opened his eyes with a smile, coming face to face with his younger sister, Kelly, sitting on the bed next to him with a wide grin of her own.

"There you are. Good morning."

He opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a surprised groan as pleasure suddenly exploded outward to fill his body. Belatedly, he realized that while he'd been waking up, he'd also been able to feel a soft hand gently stroking his manhood. As the feline shuddered and convulsed, his lover never broke eye contact, whispering encouraging words as he throbbed in her hand, spurting all over his chest and stomach, her delicate fingers scratching behind his ears to make it even better for him. He writhed under his sister's touch, squirming around and mewling like a kitten as his barely conscious mind was rocked with pleasure. All good things come to an end, however, and that includes mind-blowing orgasms. Eventually his toes uncurled, his back dropped out of its arch, and he sank down against the mattress, breathing heavily, a big, stupid grin on his face as he purred like a well-tuned motor. Her job complete, Kelly made a big show of licking his still-hot seed off her fingers before she lay down on her side, snuggled up against him.

"Happy birthday, Davey."

He laughed.

"Thanks. Looks like getting older has its perks after all. That was way better than breakfast in bed."

He leaned over and kissed her briefly, before stretching languidly, totally unconcerned by his less-than-stellar appearance.

"So what gave you the idea to wake up your favourite brother with a birthday handjob?"

She shrugged, tail lazily moving back and forth behind her.

"I dunno. I wanted to do something special for you and I like making you feel good. Well, that and... I like to watch you come."

He raised an eyebrow, liking the sound of that last bit.

"Oh really?"

She smiled and lowered a finger into the warm cream on his stomach, trailing it around, smearing it into his fur, to his amusement. As she did so, she spoke quietly, her words clearly chosen carefully for maximum effect.

"There's just something about feeling you shake under my hand, listening to you moan from how good it feels for you, and watching you shoot your stuff all over yourself, knowing all the while that it's because of me and the pleasure I bring you, that I'm the centre of your universe while it's happening. It really turns me on, Davey."

Dave was impressed. He had just had a fairly strong orgasm and he still felt a faint tingle from those words.

"Damn Kelly, I love it when you talk like that. Dirty, yet poetic. And you get off to watching me get off? I should ask for more handjobs."

She giggled.

"You can ask me for anything you want, Davey. It's your birthday. And you're 18 now. I guess that makes what we do half-legal."

Her smile faltered, then failed completely as something occurred to her, her ears flattening to the back of her head, and Dave noticed that she was suddenly wringing the end of her tail with both hands, a nervous habit she'd had since she was a kitten.

"Umm... Davey? Can I make one request?"

He frowned. Something was obviously bothering her.

"Of course you can, Kels. What's wrong?"

She stared into his chest, pointedly avoiding eye contact.

"When you... when you get me back for what happened on my birthday... I'll do anything you like, Davey, but please, don't make it hurt. I don't want it to hurt."

She was talking about an incident that had happened on her 16th birthday, a few months back. On the pretext of wanting to try a little light bondage, she'd tied Dave to a chair, only to reveal that she wanted to experiment with orgasm denial, keeping him on the brink of climax for a little more than three hours, and then climbing on top of him without a condom so that he'd actually try to resist coming for fear of getting her pregnant. There was actually no danger of that, she'd taken a birth control pill she'd stolen from a friend, but because she hadn't told him that (indeed, she'd egged him on by talking about what great parents they would make, suggesting names for their firstborn), he was so shaken that he'd almost broken their relationship off before she'd explained, weeping, that she never intended to hurt him, and literally begged on her knees for his forgiveness. He only relented because of the fact that he was still in love with her, added to his immense relief that he wasn't going to become an 'uncle-daddy'.

Now, Kelly sat on his bed, fully clothed, while Dave was nude (and partially coated in his own semen), yet suddenly the power had shifted, he was clearly in charge. To his shock, he realized she was shaking ever-so-slightly. It was when she looked away, unable to make eye contact, and let out a barely-audible whimper that he acted, sitting up and placing his hands over hers, her tail sandwiched between them.

"Kelly... is this why you've been so anxious all week? Because you thought I was going to get some kind of revenge on you? Because you thought I was going to hurt you?"

She finally looked up at him, fear in her eyes, and nodded.

"I - I understand why you'd want to do it, and I know that I deserve it. B-but please, please don't hurt me, Davey! I'm scared of the pain..."

He took hold of her shoulders and held them tight, horrified that she'd even say this to him.

"Kelly! I would never hurt you! Never! I thought you knew me better than that!"

"I kn-know you would never hit me, Davey, but maybe if you were planning to make me do something that would hurt, like, uh, take a really big dildo or something..."

The look she gave him felt like a punch in the stomach. He threw his arms around her and hugged her tight.

"No! Never! I don't ever want you to be afraid of me, Kels! Not for one day, not for one second!"

He felt her return the hug, and they stayed in that position for a moment, before he leaned back and saw genuine hope in her eyes. He started running a hand through her hair, an action she generally found soothing.

"I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about getting some kind of revenge," he admitted. "At first I thought maybe I'd do what you did, keep you from getting off for hours and hours. But I don't know your signals well enough to know when to back off. Then I thought I'd do the opposite of what you did and make you come a whole bunch of times in a row without stopping. But then I realized I don't know if that would even be a bad thing for a girl, maybe that'd just make today totally awesome for you."

Despite herself, Kelly smiled at that.

"And just yesterday, I thought of inviting you to a nice restaurant and eating you out under the table."

"Oh God! Really?"

"Mmm-hmm. Just imagine it, having a great orgasm in front of alllll those people..."

"That's terrible!"

"Well, that's what I realized. I love you, Kelly. I don't want to do anything that would hurt you or make you uncomfortable."

She frowned again, toying with her tail once more.

"Well, you've got to do_something_, Davey! I don't want to have that hanging over my head for our entire relationship! We've got to be even!"

"That's just it, Kelly. I don't want this to be a contest where we have to be 'even'. What if what I did to you was worse than what you did to me? Would you have to retaliate for that, too? Come on, you made a mistake. It was a big mistake, but it was still just a mistake. Let's forget about it."

Her eyes were filled with hope, her ears began to stand up.

"D-do you really mean that, Davey? You're not just saying that so I won't see it coming when you do something nasty to me?"

"Cross my heart."

She sighed, visibly relieved.

"You're the best boyfriend ever, big brother."

"Well, maybe not."

"What do you mean?"

"I just hugged you with come all over my chest."

Her eyes widened, and she looked down in horror to see spots of wetness here and there on her shirt.

"Oh my God! Ewwwww!"

"Sorry, Kels. That wasn't planned, I swear."

This was true, but it would have helped his apology if he wasn't giggling like a schoolgirl when he said it. As she pulled her shirt off, beet red under her fur, Dave stood up nonchalantly, pulled on his pyjama pants, and sauntered out the door.

"Well, I think I'll go take a shower."

Despite the situation, Kelly managed a small grin.

"Meet me in my room when you're done."

He turned and winked at her before ducking out.

"I like the sound of that. Wouldn't miss it for the world."

Soon he was soaping himself up in the shower, a huge smile on his face as he washed the come out of his fur and imagined what Kelly had in store for him. Because of the way he'd woken up, he wasn't exactly burning with the desire to get off, so he stayed under the comforting spray of the warm water for longer than he ordinarily would have, letting Kelly's fear of retaliation disappear into his past. Dave traditionally liked taking long showers when he was troubled, being sealed in the small booth with nothing on his body and the water gently streaming down on him seemed to force the world away, allow him to focus on his problems. This time, though, he was without any major concerns, simply staying in the shower to enjoy himself. As he rinsed the fur conditioner off of the white star on his chest, he decided that he'd let Kelly wait long enough, and cut the water, before stepping out of the shower and into the even smaller booth next to it, a staple in most morphic households. He grabbed his comb off the ledge built into the wall and hit the 'on' button on the straightforward panel. He then stretched languidly as the many dryer nozzles in the booth came to life and bathed his body in deliciously warm air from several directions, taking the moisture with it as he combed his dishevelled fur into a presentable state. When he was finally nice and warm and dry, he covered his shame with a towel and beat a hasty retreat to his bedroom, thanking the stars that he was covered in fur; going from what was essentially a short, intense sauna to the comparatively cold hallway would have sucked otherwise. He pulled on his favourite shirt - bearing a stylized version of the logo of a TV show he'd idolized as a child - as well as a pair of boxers and a comfortable pair of jeans, deciding to eschew socks as he wouldn't be going out for a while. Finally ready, he headed down the hallway to his sister's room, humming 'happy birthday to you' as he did so, an enormous smile on his face. He knocked on the door, but instead of answering it, Kelly merely said 'it's unlocked.' Stepping inside, Dave was confused that Kelly was nowhere in sight... until her arms wrapped around him from behind and he felt her kiss the back of his neck. Whatever she was wearing felt good against his fur.

"Finally. I was about to start the fun without you."

"Well I'm glad you didn't. It's my birthday after all."

She slipped around him, and he raised an eyebrow. Rather than the T-shirt-and-shorts combo she'd been wearing earlier, Kelly was clad in a white terrycloth bathrobe. She smiled, a naughty gleam in her eyes.

"Now that I know it's you and not the 'rents..."

She dropped the robe to the ground without further ado, and her brother whistled approvingly. He'd expected her to have changed her shirt, but she was clad in a semi-transparent, fairly revealing nightie and a pair of panties, showing off most of her body.

"And now that we're alone..."

She reached behind herself and locked the door to her room, before turning around and stretching, showing off her body for her man. Despite this, he found his eyes locking onto her own, which were filled with pride that he found her so attractive, as well as that mischievous quality he loved so much.

"Fuck me running, Kelly, when did you pick up this little number?"

"You still haven't told me what took you so long."

He grinned and reached to embrace her, licking his lips as he gazed at the hard nipples poking into the fabric.

"You know you love it more when I make you wait."

To his surprise, she batted his hands away.

"Is that so? Then let's see how you like it when I make you wait, birthday boy."

She pushed him gently backwards until he felt wood behind his knees, and then she pushed him down into the chair she'd thoughtfully provided, facing the foot of her bed.

"If you want to touch me again today, you're going to have to sit very still, big brother."

As she spoke, she pulled his shirt off over his head. He grinned.

"What're you up to, Kelly?"

She knelt down on the floor, saying 'you'll see' in a sing-song voice as she unbuckled his belt and then pulled her brother's pants down. Much to his disappointment, however, she left his boxers in place.

"Are you comfortable, Davey?"

"Not as comfortable as I'd be on the bed with you..."

"I'll take that as a yes. Good."

She reached behind her and turned on her stereo, which began to play provocative music.

"Imagine that, Davey; it sets the mood and it'll muffle any noises coming from my room. Handy."

And without a further word, Kelly Parrish began to dance.

It wasn't the ridiculously over-sexual dance you'd see from a stripper in a club, no, Kelly was far too self-conscious to dance like that. Besides, she only had two items of clothing on, hardly enough for a good striptease. No, what Kelly was doing was... something else. Something much slower, for starters. For the most part, she was on all fours, either face up or face down, depending on what part of her she was exhibiting. That seemed to be the idea behind what she was doing; her movements stretched out every muscle she had at various times, showing off every inch of her teenaged body to her delighted audience. As she lifted her butt and rotated her hips, barely two feet away from her brother's face, Dave shook his head in amazement, eyes dreamily locked on her crotch, which was clad solely in a tight bit of pink fabric with 'Aren't you lucky?' emblazoned across it.

"Jesus Christ, Kelly. Where'd you learn to dance like_this?_"

"A girl's gotta have some secrets, Davey."

He felt himself twitching inside his boxers and tried, unsubtly, to change her mind.

"You're turning me on, Kelly. Don't you like to feel me get big? Maybe you could lend me a hand for just a second..."

She giggled and said nothing, much to his dismay. By the time he had reached half mast, she was lying down on her side, facing him, and started to lift her hips off the bed. When they had reached a particularly high angle, Dave stared eagerly as her nightie began to slip down her body towards her head, uncovering her stomach, and what he knew from hands-on experience was the softest fur on her body. He licked his very dry lips as she winked at him, face upside down, her nightie continuing to creep up her chest, coming closer and closer to baring her breasts- but at the last second, just as the nightie fell all the way to her shoulders, her wide, fluffy tail deliberately moved against her chest and blocked his view. She lowered her hips and put a shocked expression on her face, replacing her tail with her crossed arms to cover her breasts.

"Davey! Were you just trying to see my chest? You pervert! How could you leer at your sweet little sister like that?"

David, now hard as steel, groaned.

"Oh my God, no..."

She spun around, presenting her back to him and making sure the end of her tail bopped her lover in the face.

"You're my big brother, Davey, you're supposed to be brave and strong and protect me from the tough, mean world. You're not supposed to have such naughty thoughts about me!"

"Come on, Kelly, you're killing me!"

She did not respond. What she was doing was part of a game they had recently started to play. Hearing good things about it on the Internet, they'd tried role-playing in the bedroom. Deciding to add points for irony, the specific games they played were usually re-enactments of Internet clichés about incest, with Dave playing the big brother seducing his innocent little sister, though sometimes they switched it up, having Kelly creep into Dave's room while he pretended to sleep, only to wake up in the middle of her fun and then go along with it. Although they were a little embarrassed to be play-acting in bed, once they got going, they both greatly enjoyed these games, if for no other reason than it was funny how far off their relationship tended to be from cheesy Internet porn. Although Kelly certainly enjoyed it, it was Dave who usually got turned on the most, and they both knew it. Right now, she was hamming it up to make the show extra special for him. He swallowed as he watched her grope her own boobs through her nightie, a sly, sexy smile on her face.

"Well. If big brother wants to watch, then little sister better put on a show worth watching, hmmm?"

As she spoke, she moved into position for the next part of her performance, sliding her butt almost to the edge of her bed, her knees raised high as she placed her feet along the edges of the mattress. Dave watched, entranced, as she placed a hand on her chest, directly between her breasts, right where that delightful tuft of fur would be showing if she didn't have the top on. She slowly started sliding that hand along her body, over her taut stomach, stopping when her fingers came into contact with the elastic waistband of her panties.

"Oh yes, you're gonna love this, big brother. Because little sister loves you."

His mouth totally dry, he swallowed yet again as she s-l-o-w-l-y pushed her fingers under the waistband of her panties and moved them down until she was cupping her treasures, her knuckles showing clearly through the stretched fabric. And then she began to rub. Up and down, again and again, she trailed her fingers along her outer lips, her eyes gradually closing, her smile widening. And he didn't have a clear view of any of it, thanks to her panties. She smiled as she moved her other hand to her chest, teasing her breasts, alternating between them as she squeezed, groped, and tickled through her nightie. Dave shook his head in disbelief as Kelly masturbated for him, her purring already audible. He loved to watch his sister touch herself, but she was usually too embarrassed to do it in front of him, even if he asked her specifically. This, though, this had been her idea, and it was far more arousing than any similar scenes he'd ever seen in porn. Kelly was going much slower than the actresses in the videos, for starters, and she had yet to utter a sound while doing it, whereas a porn star would surely be uttering those annoyingly fake moans of pleasure by this point. Not to mention that, counter-intuitively, the fact that he couldn't actually see the action through her underwear was making it hotter for him. She began to rotate her hips in time with her rubbing.

"Mmmm, it feels good, big brother. I'm getting so wet, so hot..."

He shivered as a small pulse of pleasure moved through his body. Her words were trite, cliché, "porny". But there was something about the fact that she could say these words honestly that was driving Dave crazy. His erection was aching for attention, but he didn't dare touch it, following Kelly's instructions. As he looked on, the movements within the panties changed, and he realized Kelly had slipped one of her fingers inside herself. She let out a visible shudder and her purring increased a notch in volume.

"Ohh, that's nice... not as nice as being with you, Davey, but still nice. I don't know if you can tell, but I'm playing with my clitty. I know how much you love to play with it when we're together. I bet you're dying to have me, hmm? I bet right now you're thinking about coming over here and sliding your long, hard cock into me. I'm so warm and wet inside, Davey. I bet you'd love it."

Dave idly wondered if it was actually possible to die from being too horny. Kelly stopped the dirty talk for a while, closing her eyes and really enjoying herself, adding another finger as she continued to stimulate herself for her brother's entertainment. Soon her panties were getting soaked with her juices, and Dave whimpered again as he realized he could smell her arousal. He loved her scent, nothing in the world made him hornier, and since he was already going quietly insane, he considered the possibility that he would just explode from frustration soon. He felt himself throb in his boxers, and a small wet spot appeared as the pre soaked into the fabric. As if she could hear his thoughts, Kelly opened her eyes and smiled. She let go of her boobs and reached above her, taking something from underneath her pillow. When he saw that it was a condom, Dave was so happy he almost cried.

"Oh thank God, Kels, I was going crazy!"

"Shhhh, it's not what you think."

She deftly opened the wrapper with her teeth and, much to David's confusion, rolled the jimmy-hat down over her middle finger. The task complete, she winked at him and moved her free hand to the small of her back, resting it there a moment as she spoke.

"This part's special, Davey, just for you, just for your birthday. Pay close attention..."

She mirrored her earlier actions, sliding her hand under her panties' waistband, avoiding the base of her tail, and sliding lower until it met her other hand. Because there were now two hands instead of one, he couldn't tell what was going on. What was she up to?

"Gotta get it nice and wet, there we go..."

As he watched, she pulled her second hand back up towards her tail - and then closed her eyes and sighed happily. For a moment, Dave was confused, until it hit him: the movements her second hand was performing under her tail were the same as the movements of the hand that was busily fingering her pussy.

"K-Kelly, are you, uh, are you-"

For the second time, she shushed him.

"Just sit back and relax. Watch, Davey. It's all for you."

And watch he did. He stared in horny disbelief. Kelly had never shown any interest in, well, that, before. Yet here she was, touching herself there in front of him like it was the most natural thing in the world. She was alternating her thrusts, one hand pushing in as the other pulled back, and Dave beheld it all, totally enthralled. Soon she was breathing heavily, tail twitching back and forth with a barely-contained energy, fighting to stay in control for a few moments more.

"I - I'm so close, Davey, so close! I'm gonna c-come for you, Davey, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

She moaned and arched her back, pushing her hips up into the air, her hands now a blur of stimulation inside her panties as she shuddered all over, breathing unevenly as her entire body was overcome with pleasure. As Dave watched, she slowly sank back down to the bed, twitching slightly, and purring like an outboard motor.

After a few moments of recuperation, Kelly opened her eyes, totally satisfied.

"Mmmm, that was wonderful, Davey. Doing it for you was just so much hotter than usual."

She pulled her hands out of her underwear. A coquettish look on her face, she started licking the fingers on the hand that had been in front, while the hand that had been in back discreetly disposed of the condom that had covered her finger, tossing it into the garbage can beside her desk with the flick of a wrist.

"You've been suffering long enough, Davey. It was very good of you to sit through my whole show without moving. And good boys get a reward."

She got off the bed, stretching for a moment before she bent over (deliberately giving her brother a delightful view down the front of her nightie) and pulled her panties down, stepping out of them with a smile on her face. Dave had been so distracted by her cleavage that he hadn't even noticed she did it until she stepped up to him and suddenly held the underwear directly in front of his nose.

"Oh! Oh my God - oh fuck..."

Dave was a mentally mature morphic, but much like his feral cousins, the scent of the female he loved had somewhat of an adverse effect on his intelligence. It felt like his brain had suffered a system crash, suddenly he couldn't string two thoughts together, the only thing on his mind was that wonderful smell. His heart began to beat faster, and while trying to get it back under control, he started taking rapid, deep breaths - which of course only made the problem worse. Soon he didn't care about his heartbeat, all he cared about was his sister's secret scent. Whimpering with need, he leaned forward, nuzzling his nose against the fabric in Kelly's hand, trying to experience as much of it as possible, trying to absorb it into every cell in his body. When he started licking at the panties, catching her fingers occasionally, Kelly began to giggle happily.

"Boy, you really like that, don't you? Makes a girl feel appreciated. No wonder you like going down on me so much."

She reached forward and scratched behind his ears. Deciding she'd tortured him long enough, she stretched down and opened the fly of his boxers, reaching inside and freeing his long-ignored penis. He didn't show any signs of noticing, still obsessed with her scent. She was finally able to break through the fog in his mind, however, when she sat down in his lap, pressing her southern lips directly against the shaft of his manhood. Tossing the panties behind her onto the bed, she laughed at the dazed look on her brother's face, reaching forward to stroke his cheek.

"Huh? Whu... Kelly..."

Instinctively, he closed his eyes and pressed his face into her hand. He was already purring.

"You're so cute when you're all dumb like this, Davey. You're like a great big pet."

He blushed at that, which only served to make him even more adorable in her eyes. She leaned forward and kissed him so that he wasn't under pressure to talk. Finally allowed to move, he reached forward and gently lifted the nightie, gripping her shapely posterior with both hands, giving each cheek a familiar squeeze as he explored his sister's mouth with his tongue. His eyes widened considerably when she pushed her hips forward, sliding her still-wet treasures along his straining rod, the unexpected pleasure causing him to moan into her mouth. A cheeky gleam in her eyes, she pushed back, sliding all the way down to the base of his shaft, then reversed the process, sliding her lips along him very, very slowly, back and forth, triggering quite a few gasps and shudders. After a few moments of this, he felt himself throb again, another drop of pre soaking into his fur. He broke off the kiss, a pleading look in his eyes.

"Come on, Kels... I want to be with you so bad, I don't want to come like this..."

"It's no problem, big brother. All you had to do was ask."

She immediately stopped her grinding and lifted her butt, reaching down to line him up. Before he knew what was happening, she sat back down, impaling herself on him.

"Ahhhh, that's better. Fingers are nice, but somehow they never quite match up to being with my favourite boy."

She moved to begin bouncing in his lap, but he placed his hands on her thighs, holding her down with quite a bit of strength, just a little bit of fear in his eyes.

"Kelly, wait! I - I'm not - there's no -"

He took a quick breath to focus his thoughts.

"We need to get a condom!"

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

"No we don't. I stole another one of Caitlin's pills. Since today is a special occasion and all."

"Really, sis? You're not just screwing with me?"

"Actually, Davey, screwing you is exactly what I'm doing."

She made her point by lifting his hands and pumping him once, eliciting a shudder and an excited grin from her man. She lifted her nightie from her shoulders, at last baring her breasts, then placed a hand on the back of her brother's neck and gently pushed his face towards her chest.

"Here. You do this, I'll take care of the important stuff."

Quite happy to let her stay in control, Dave eagerly kissed his sister's breasts, closing his lips over one and swirling his tongue around her swollen nipple; for the first time since they'd started, it was he who got a gasp out of her. For her part, Kelly began the cycle of lifting herself up, then letting gravity pull her back down along her lover's shaft, feeling his manhood tease her walls just the way she liked it. It probably wasn't literally true, she wasn't sure since Dave was the only man she'd ever had sex with, but Kelly liked to imagine that their respective parts were shaped to perfectly fit each other, that they were made for each other physically as well as emotionally. On a more current issue, Kelly was surprised; she had just had a pretty good orgasm, and had expected this particular coupling to be entirely for her love's benefit... but feeling her brother inside her, feeling his lips on her mounds, she realized the pleasure inside her body was building up once again. This train of thought was quietly abandoned when Dave looked up at her, his muzzle buried between her breasts, his nose adorably hidden behind the protruding tuft of fur between them. The glazed-over expression of rapture in his eyes said it all: he looked like the cat that caught the canary.

"God I love your boobs. They're so soft and your fur is so fluffy... you'd make a nice pillow, sis."

He closed his eyes, surrendering to the moment, and nuzzled against her chest, making Kelly giggle even as she continued to ride him. The next few minutes passed in silence as the siblings made love, apart from the occasional quiet moan or grunt, and of course the wet sound of flesh on flesh. For once Dave was ignoring Kelly's clitoris, seemingly mesmerized by her breasts, so she had dropped a hand down herself to add an edge to her pleasure. Her brother shuddered against her and let out a groan; he was getting very close. She redoubled her efforts, teasing, stroking, and squeezing her love button as she slid up and down on her brother's slick erection.

"Oh shit, Kelly, I'm - I'm gonna come..."

He started breathing faster and heavier, and Kelly closed her eyes, whimpering beneath her breath from pure need. She was so close, she could feel the orgasm building, but it was just out of reach. She desperately wanted to come before Dave was finished, before the moment was lost. Because her eyes were closed, she didn't see Dave, still leaning against her chest, move back to one of her breasts and open his mouth. Which is why she was surprised when he lightly bit down on her nipple. This just so happened to occur just as she squeezed her clit between two of her fingers, and she experienced a delightful pain-for-pleasure moment that pushed her over the edge, just in time.

"Oh my God!"

She pushed down and stayed there, wanting as much of him as possible inside her as she came and came and came, shuddering and twitching atop him. Her inner muscles squeezed and massaged her lover's aching rod, taking him with her. His eyes shot open and he managed to keep his head together long enough to gasp a single word.

"Kelly..."

Tightly gripping each other's sweat-soaked bodies, the siblings moaned and trembled as ecstasy played up and down their central nervous systems, until their minds were empty save for the pleasure and their feelings for each other. Dave finally removed his head from his sister's chest and kissed her, wanting to spread as much of the joy around as he could. Kelly kissed him back the best she could, but she wasn't exactly focusing on his tongue while she could feel a tremendous warmth spread inside her as his throbbing hard-on released his seed within her. He spasmed again and again within her, the prolonged teasing she'd done before finally giving him relief making his orgasm incredibly strong. Finally, the seemingly endless pleasure ran out, and they sat there, holding each other and panting, the sound of their breath overpowered by the sound of their purring.

Dave looked up at his sister's face, moved a stray lock of her dark brown hair out of the way with a finger. Kelly's skin was flushed and she was still breathing deeply, but the tired smile on her face and the twinkle in her eye made her just as beautiful as always to him. He grinned and licked her nose, causing her smile to widen.

"That... that was awesome, Kelly."

"Glad you enjoyed it, Davey."

"Gotta hand it to you, Kels, it's not even noon and I'm already worn out."

"Wanna go get a cup of coffee or something?"

"I've got another idea."

Without warning, Dave let out a grunt and stood up, holding his surprised lover in his arms. He carried her over to her bed and gently laid her down, before moving around to the other side and joining her. She giggled as he spooned up against her. She would never openly admit it, but she loved it when he held her in his arms like this, made her feel safe and protected.

"My big, strong hero."

He said nothing, just kissed the crown of her head and held her tight. He didn't have anything sexual in mind when he brought them to the bed (he probably wouldn't have been able to get it up so soon anyway), it was something much more innocent. The degree of Morphic Inheritance differs from person to person. Kelly, for example, had much better reflexes than the average human, but was just as blind as one in the dark, while Dave was much slower but had truly excellent night vision. One thing that seemed to be universal to Morphic felines, however, was their feral progenitor's ability to nap seemingly at will. And so it was that Dave and Kelly Parrish snuggled up against each other and began to nod off, despite Dave having been awake for less than five hours. He leaned forward and whispered in his sister's ears before succumbing to unconsciousness.

"I love you twice, Kels."

"Right back at you, Davey."

Their purring did not quiet down for quite a while, even in their sleep.

Eventually the two of them woke up and got dressed, taking a moment to slip into the bathroom and wash the sweat and love juices out of their fur before they went downstairs, as, to return to the topic of Inheritance for a moment, their mother Sara had an excellent nose. There followed a fairly good day for the family. Cake was eaten, "old man" jokes were made at Dave's expense, memories were reminisced, and the Parrishes had a good time. Later, Dave went and hung out with his friends at his best friend Daniel's house and had a few illicit beers, still a ways off from being able to imbibe legally. He knew, however, that Kelly would be waiting for him at home, and didn't want to make an ass of himself. Since his buddies were in the celebrating mood, everybody was expected to have a drink in their hands at all times. So Dave simply drank very, very slowly, sometimes taking swigs with his mouth closed to prolong it even further. The result was that by the end of the night, his friends were totally smashed- Danny had passed out on his family's couch and now had a variety of genitalia scrawled on his fuzzy white cheeks in permanent marker (His parents were fairly liberal for rabbits, but they probably wouldn't be amused by their son's new look)- and Dave was just enjoying a good buzz. In addition to being able to not look stupid in front of his lover, his slow drinking method meant he was able to more fully enjoy watching his friends turn into drunken idiots. Walking home, as he lived fairly close to Danny's, helped clear his head even further, so that when he finally slipped back into the house (his parents thoughtfully having left the overhead lights on), he wasn't slurring his words or stumbling at all, though he could still feel the numbing effect on his mind. Taking extra care to be quiet, he made his way down the hallway, knocking as softly as he could on Kelly's door. Only a few seconds later she opened it, grinning, having expected him.

"Hey Davey. What's up?"

He smirked, incredibly glad to see her.

"The air conditioning's busted in my room, I was wondering if I could cool off in here."

"Well, you can come in, but I'm afraid if you do you'll only get hotter."

"That's a risk I'm willing to take."

She stepped aside and let him in, and he closed the door behind them, pulling her close and kissing her. After only a moment, she pulled back, wrinkling her nose, playful look in her eyes.

"Ewwww, beer breath."

"Oh yes. I'm a man, baby."

He immediately went into a series of exaggerated flexes and poses, grunting with pretend exertion the whole time. She shook her head, trying not to giggle at his silly behaviour, and tossed him a package of mints that had been lying on her dresser. Popping one in his mouth, he took the opportunity to get undressed. When he pulled his shirt over his head, Kelly was lying on her side on her bed, head propped up by one hand, tail lazily bobbing up and down by her feet. Noticing that he'd stopped stripping, her smile widened.

"Like what you see?"

"God, you have no idea."

Her eyes moved up and down his shirtless frame admiringly.

"I dunno about that..."

"You know Kels, most girls don't ogle their brothers that way."

"Most girls can go fuck themselves, you're a hottie!"

He laughed out loud at that, then caught himself and stopped before the sound woke up their parents. He dropped his pants and struck another pose as his sister whistled. Losing his pesky boxers, he at last made his way over to the bed, throwing a leg over his sister and pinning her to the mattress before kissing her, running a hand along her sides as he did so. A few minutes later, he reached down between her legs, but she grabbed his hand and broke off the kiss.

"Wait a minute, Davey, we can do that if you want, but, uh... is there anything you really wanna do that we've never done before? I mean it is your birthday and all, least for a few more hours."

One thought immediately popped into Dave's head. He was terribly embarrassed, but she had asked...

Despite that reassuring thought, Dave still probably wouldn't have asked if it hadn't been for the booze still in his system.

"Well... there is one thing..."

"Go ahead, Davey, anything."

"Anything? What if I wanted you to get 'This end up' tattooed on your butt?"

"Come on, Davey, I'm serious. What would make you happy right now?"

"I don't know, I, um, never asked you because I sort of thought you'd think it was gross."

For a brief instant, Kelly had the wild idea that he was about to ask her to take a dump on his chest or something, and wondered if her offer was a good idea after all. Then she remembered it was Dave she was talking to, and felt relieved. While she was thinking these thoughts, he took a deep breath.

"I was sorta wondering, Kelly... if you'd let me come on your face."

There was a moment of silence. It was hard to tell which sibling was blushing harder. Kelly looked embarrassed and stunned, like her brain was having difficulty comprehending her situation.

"You want to... to shoot your stuff? On my - on my face?"

Dave looked away, suddenly unable to look her in the eye.

"F-forget it. It was a silly thought, we can just have sex."

Kelly laid a hand over his, frowning.

"Wait, Davey. I really want to make you happy tonight. It's just... why do you want to - to do that? Are you, like, marking your territory or something?"

"No, it's nothing like that."

He grinned.

"If it was like that, I'd be pissing on you."

His grin was not diminished by the well-deserved punch to the shoulder.

"Seriously, Davey."

"Well... I guess I've always thought that if a girl would let me do that, it would mean..."

He looked away. His sister squeezed his hand and tried to look encouraging.

"It would mean...?"

"...Oh, you know, that she really trusted me and loved me. All that mushy stuff that guys aren't supposed to like."

That wasn't the answer she was expecting.

"Really?"

"Yeah. And I'll admit it; it's a super hot visual."

That sounded more like Dave, but it didn't diminish how touching she'd found his first statement.

"...I do trust you, Davey. And I love you, I love you so much. If you really wanna try it, I'll - I'll let you come on me."

"You mean it?"

To her credit, she didn't hesitate.

"I mean it."

His grin widened.

"Cool. Let's get started."

They decided to do it in Dave's room, if for no other reason than variety. Before they began, Dave ran and got a towel from the bathroom, assuming that Kelly would want to get clean as soon as the laws of physics would allow it. When he got back, she was dressed in her PJs and had just finished putting her hair up into a ponytail. He was about to ask her why, and then he remembered what they were going to do, and decided that it was a very good idea indeed.

"You look good like that, sis."

"Ehh. I think it makes me look too much like Mommy."

He made a face as if he'd just bitten into something sour.

"You really had to say that to me right before we do this, huh?"

She giggled.

"Oh quiet, you big baby."

He moved over to his bed and sat down on the edge, and she came and gingerly knelt before him, scooting forward to get 'within range'. Heart pounding, he reached down and took himself in hand, and began to stroke. As he rubbed his length up and down, the siblings began to blush harder and harder, and he'd barely reached full stiffness when Kelly looked away and held up a hand.

"Stop it, Davey, I - I can't just sit here while you whack off, it's like I'm staring at a loaded gun."

Dave sighed and nodded.

"You know, it's super embarrassing to be doing this with you right there, knowing what's gonna happen. I guess I should have thought this through, huh?"

He moved to stand up, but she placed her hands on his thighs and held him down.

"Actually, I had another idea."

Before he could ask what she had in mind, she reached behind him and gripped his ass, pulling him forward until his scrotum dropped off the edge of the bed. Keeping her hands where they were, she leaned forward and ran her tongue from the base of his manhood to the tip. Dave shuddered in surprise.

"Oh, fuck!"

"Shhh, just sit back and relax, Davey."

She continued licking him like a lollipop, hands-free, for a few moments, then brought a hand up to grip the base of his cock as she took him into her mouth. The whole time, she was looking him right in the eye, something that always turned him on immensely. With her other hand, she grabbed onto one of his, and gave it a squeeze. He smiled and squeezed back. She used every trick she had, teasing him, tickling under the head of his shaft, swirling her tongue around him, and generally giving him the best BJ he'd ever received, quite happy with herself from the moans and gasps he was giving off. She was going a bit deeper than usual, and when her jaw got tired, she pulled off him and started stroking him slowly with her hand, not giving him any down time. She used this resting period to do something else that really turned his crank: talking dirty.

"So, Davey, you getting close yet? You ready to give your baby sister a face full of hot come? Hmm? Kitty wants her cream, Davey. You're not gonna make her go without, are you?"

He could barely get one sentence out, and he stuttered as he did it.

"Y-you're amazing, Kels. Holy mother..."

He squeezed her hand, and she winked and squeezed back as she put him back in her mouth. After a few moments, she let go of his shaft and moved down to squeeze and massage his testicles. He bit down to prevent an enormous groan from escaping. Behind him on the bed, his tail was thrashing back and forth like an anaconda having a bad dream. It wasn't much longer before he shuddered and she discovered the slightly bitter taste of his pre in her mouth. He immediately confirmed her suspicions.

"God, Kelly, I - I'm gonna come, I'm so fucking close..."

This was it, the moment of truth. Kelly took her brother's penis out of her mouth and leaned forward, stroking him hard and fast. She hadn't been lying that morning; she really enjoyed watching her brother in the throes of climax. But she can be forgiven this particular time for closing her eyes and mouth tight as she brought him to the Point of No Return. She felt him squeeze her hand, which was reassuring, though honestly he only did it because his muscles were contracting. With a final shuddering moan, Dave's back went as straight as an arrow as his erection throbbed and spasmed, spurting out long, gooey ropes of semen that draped themselves over his sister's face. She reflexively flinched when the first one landed across the bridge of her nose, but was able to relax as more and more of her brother's genetic material found a temporary home on her features. It went everywhere; across her cheek, crossing her lips, hitting her in the right eye and pooling next to her nose. On the one hand it was disgusting, but on the other hand, she was surprised to realize that she kind of enjoyed the amazingly kinky sensation of being bathed in Dave's sperm. He watched it all, totally enthralled, it only made his pleasure more intense and his orgasm last longer.

Finally he ceased fire and slouched down on the bed, a huge, dumb grin across his face.

"God, that was awesome..."

Kelly sat there, a little bit stunned, for a few moments, still as a statue, her brother's wilting penis still in hand, his seed cooling on her face. Then she felt some of it drip off her whiskers and onto her thigh, and she was startled back into movement. She opened her clean left eye and looked up at him. He was purring, and he seemed to be staring off into the distance, oblivious to the state he'd left her in. She wanted desperately to ask him for the towel, but there was come on her lips. She let go of his rod and poked him in the leg to get his attention.

"Hmm? Oh! Shit, sorry!"

He sheepishly handed her the towel and she wasted no time in cleaning her face off. When she removed it, she looked up at him, a small smile on her face.

"How was it, Davey? Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Jesus, Kelly, I haven't come that hard in weeks. Thanks, little sister. Thanks so much for letting me do that."

"I'm glad it was good for you, Davey. It wasn't as gross as I thought it would be, actually... maybe we can do it again sometime." She added another 'maybe' with more emphasis when she saw the delighted look on his face.

"I hear you, Kels. Here."

He offered a hand and helped her to her feet, and she climbed into the bed with him to snuggle. To her surprise, he leaned forward to kiss her.

"Wait, Davey, my fur still has your stuff in it!"

He earned some major brownie points by the way he responded so earnestly.

"It came out of me, and you're the girl I love. What's there to be afraid of here?"

And he leaned forward and kissed her anyway, and she shivered with happiness as she kissed him back. For a few blissful minutes they just lay there, holding each other and kissing lazily, in no hurry to do anything. Eventually his hands wandered down from her back to play with and enjoy the rest of her body, teasing her nipples through her shirt and squeezing her butt through her panties. At about the same time he moved a hand around her and started to grope her crotch, she moved her hands from his back and began to explore his body as well. While she was rubbing his chest, he moved slightly, and she was shocked as she realized the object brushing against her leg was his penis, long and stiff once more. She broke off the kiss and giggled, looking at her brother in disbelief.

"Again? How many times have you come today? You're insatiable!"

Dave glanced over at his clock. 11:57 pm.

"It's still technically my birthday, you know."

She turned away so he wouldn't see her smirk and pretended to think about it.

"Gee, I dunno, Davey, I'm pretty tired..."

He grinned and leaned forward to nibble on her neck, while his hands continued to enjoy her southern regions.

"Oh come on, one more time, please Kelly? I'll make sure you have a good time too."

She laughed softly at his eagerness.

"Boys. Alright, fine, but only because your touchy-feely act put me in the mood."

Without saying a word, he gave her crotch a nice, firm squeeze.

At first, they just went right back to kissing, although after a few moments, Kelly felt Dave take hold of the elastic waistband of her underwear. As usual, Dave shivered with anticipation as he pulled his sister's panties down, taking a moment to tug her tail out. He broke off the kiss and nuzzled against her cheek, breathing in the scent of her fur.

"What happened to that slinky nightie you had this morning?"

"That's for special occasions, Davey, I'm not gonna actually sleep in it."

She sighed happily as he stuck a hand under her T-shirt and gently squeezed a boob.

"That's too bad. You were damned sexy in it."

As she pulled her shirt over her head, she put on an obviously false scowl.

"Are you saying I'm not sexy now?"

"You're the one who got me hard again, remember?"

She giggled and kissed him on the cheek.

"See, that's why you make a good boyfriend, Davey. You didn't panic right there, you just came right back and made me feel pretty."

"Oh, you don't need me to make you pretty, believe me."

She was going to make a witty comeback, but all that exited her mouth was a quiet moan as her brother pushed his fingers inside her.

"Hey Kels, that birth control pill... think it's worn off yet?"

She smiled and put her arms around him.

"We should be fine."

He mirrored her smile and winked at her.

"That's what I was hoping to hear."

Without further ado, he pushed himself up off the bed and moved over her. He reached down to grab himself, but Kelly's hands moved faster.

"Allow me, Davey."

And so he watched, his entire body tingling, eager to get started, as his little sister adjusted herself on the bed before lining his erection up with her sodden lips. When she'd found the sweet spot, she threw her arms around Dave's neck and nodded her consent to begin. Both Parrishes moaned as brother pushed into sister, the muscles within her happily parting to welcome him inside. As always, he stopped for a moment when he was fully hilted within her, marvelling at the sensation. She was warm and soft inside, and without a condom he could feel exactly how wet she was. More than that, though, it felt... right.

This is where I belong. This is the girl I'm meant to be with.

As he slowly started the familiar rhythmic thrusting, he whispered in her ear.

"I love you, Kelly."

She shivered, and he knew it was because of his words, not his penis.

"I love you too, Davey."

Then the time for words was over, and they kissed again, more hungrily than before.

As the speed of Dave's thrusts increased, Kelly wrapped her legs around his body to give him more leverage, more push, wanting to feel him as deep inside her as possible as she caressed his tongue with her own more energetically. He kept going with an impressive stamina, feeling every detail of her love tunnel embracing his straining manhood, listening to his sac bouncing off her body with a quiet slap on every thrust. He reached down between their bodies and suddenly took hold of her hardened clitoris. Her eyes shot open and she moaned, breaking off the kiss.

"Oh God, yes, that's the way... don't stop, fuck me, Davey! Fuck me!"

Not that she had to encourage him, but he grinned ferally as he kept going, tweaking and teasing her clit as his hips moved harder and faster, slamming into her deliciously with each thrust, a wet smacking noise rising through the room as he did so. Giving in to his instincts, he groaned with delight and bent down, biting into her shoulder hard enough for it to hurt. This behaviour might have been seen as incredibly odd were the Parrishes human, but since they were felines, adding a little pain to the pleasure once in a while was something they were hard-coded for. Indeed, Kelly just shuddered as she gasped her appreciation, digging her claws into her brother's back to return the favour. They continued breathlessly, their tails wrapping around each other, the fur around their joining getting soaked with Kelly's juices. Dave knew he couldn't last much longer, and said so, through lightly gritted teeth.

"Kelly... I'm almost there. D-do you want me to pull out?"

In response, she hugged him tighter against her, pushing her face against the star on his chest.

"No, Davey, I want to feel it! Do it, big brother, come inside me!"

Just hearing her say that almost pushed him over the edge, but he managed to hang on just long enough to take her with him, stroking her clit until she moaned into his chest, shuddering against him. Satisfied in a job well done, he stopped resisting, and closed his eyes to more fully be enveloped in bliss as he ejaculated, hard, spurting his hot cream into his sister's spasming pussy. Holding her tight, he sought out her mouth with his own, and they kissed, their whole universe consisting of each other.

A few minutes later, they lay on their sides, arms loosely wrapped around each other, tails still rubbing together, as they gazed into each other's eyes like they expected to find the secrets of the universe within. As often happened with these two, Dave and Kelly were purring in synch, the low rumbling sound filling the room. As Dave gently pushed a lock of his sister's hair out of her face with a finger, she spoke up.

"Davey? How do you suppose we do that? The purring thing, I mean. I've read a lot of books and, um, seen a lot of porn, and I've never heard of that happening."

"You've noticed that too?"

" 's kinda hard not to."

He moved the hand to her face, softly rubbing her jaw with his thumb, smiling as she closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

"Well, maybe it's because we're brother and sister, y'know? Maybe all the children of the same parents purr at the same frequency or whatever after sex, and nobody noticed before since it's taboo."

"That's a nice idea, but somehow I doubt we're the first feline siblings in all of history to knock boots. Besides, it wasn't like this when we first started messing around."

He nodded, considering.

"I do have another theory."

"Do tell."

"Maybe it's because you're the One. Maybe it's because we're soulmates."

She smiled widely at that, licking his nose playfully.

"I love that you always know just what to say, Davey."

"I love that you love me, Kels."

They hugged tight for a moment before returning to their loose embrace.

"You know, Davey, you came more than I did today. And you know how much I hate leaving it unbalanced."

"I thought you were tired."

"I am, I'm just saying."

He put on a phoney solemn face, much to her amusement.

"Let it never be said that David T. Parrish is not a gentleman. How about this: first thing in the morning, I'll eat you out, and I'll take my time the way you like, nice and slow."

"That sounds wonderful, Davey. I can't wait."

She nuzzled against his cheek, and as she did so, Dave glanced down at his sister's shoulder blade, but he couldn't see if he'd left a mark because her fur was so thick.

"Umm, how's your shoulder? I got a little over-excited there."

"Oh no, it's fine. Little bit sore, but I'll be fine by morning. How's your back?"

"Same. I think it bled just a little bit, but it's hard to tell in black fur. That's stopped now anyway."

"Good. Hey Davey?"

"Mmm?"

"I know Mommy and Daddy are home, but - do you think I could sleep in here with you tonight? I'm really comfortable, and I, you know, like feeling you near me."

She was blushing, but he smiled gently and pulled her closer to show her she didn't need to be embarrassed.

"You can sleep in here whenever you want, love. You closed your door, right? They won't notice. And I really like having you near me while I sleep, too. It's like I told you, you're the best teddy bear in the world."

She giggled softly and cuddled up against him, feeling herself start to drift off.

"Did you have a good day, big brother?"

"It was great, sis. Thanks for everything."

"Not everything, Davey. The cake was Mommy's."

He smiled, close to falling asleep himself.

"I love you, Kelly. Twice."

"And Kelly loves you twice."

As they went into the welcoming warmth of unconsciousness in each other's arms, Dave heard one last thing from his lover.

"Happy birthday, Davey."