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Café Plaisir: The Mightyena Family

Part 2 - Sinister

The television played quietly before her, dark pictures flashing across the large screen, the hubbub of sounds and voices coalescing into a monotonous, unnoticed drone. The Mightyena's ears were slipped back instead, her eyes staring blankly towards the screen, her mind elsewhere.

She listened carefully, as the sound of a feral walking down the corridor outside the room worked its way to her long ears.

They stopped in front of the door, and there was a dull thud as the bar across the outside of it was pressed down. It slid open slowly.

Sinister looked around, her expression remaining neutral.

From behind the door emerged a second Mightyena. This one was the same size as her, with a similar manner to match. In fact, Sinister noted in passing, the only differences between them were their markings - the black crescent of fur covering the left side of Sinister's face was inverted on the second Mightyena's - and most importantly, their gender.

Dextus padded in confidently, the violet cloth over his back straight, flowing down his sides. His tail wagged behind him when his eyes cast over to his sister, and he smiled.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Sinister demanded, flicking her eyes back to the screen once, one ear turned to it - but her attention was still focused on her brother.

"It was a good customer" Dextus replied, walking over to the few cupboards in the corner. "And the feeling was mutual..."

"You abandoned me for two hours." She stated, glaring at him.

"Tell me again how you stayed over at that Arcanine's room the other day?" Dextus slipped the cloth from his back, and let it fall into one of the open cupboards. "Stayed all night?"

"I thought I did..." Sinister replied, sitting up. "I recited all of that night to you."

"Leaving me here by myself."

"Not my fault he had no interest in you." Sinister flicked her tail, looking smugly at her brother.

Dextus shrugged, kicking the door closed behind him. "Well in that case, we're even."

"Even?" Sinister blinked, putting on a - to her, fine - act of being taken aback. "Not yet, no."

Dextus watched her closely, a moment of quiet falling over them. His eyes betrayed his thoughts, as he considered what his sister was implying. The silence was staved off only by the murmur of the television.

He broke it eventually. "I've already had it twice today-"

"Then I'll make it three." Sinister glared at him. She wasn't going to back down, and she knew him enough to know that he didn't want her to.

"I love you too..." Dextus gave in. Sinister broke into a smile, baring her sharp teeth in victory.

Dextus padded towards her. When he was close enough, she leant forward, and gave his muzzle a long lick. She slid her tongue along his chin, feeling every strand of fur, the taste so very familiar to her. She tracked back his muzzle and up, finishing just below his eye, leaving a trail of saliva.

She felt him do the same, his tongue pressing against her throat at first, parting the grey fur as he licked up along the underside of her muzzle, and finishing at her lips. Parting them, she invited him in, to go further, and he took it. Pressing his muzzle against hers, his tongue slid into her mouth, sliding along hers, their saliva combining as each tasted the other's same scent.

Sinister murred deeply, her tail sliding along the floor as she engaged in the kiss. The sound reverberated deep in her throat, and Dextus coaxed his tongue further into her muzzle, letting out a small murr back. Vibrations ran through his mouth and back into hers, as if it was the same one, shared between the two of them.

Sinister sat up, bringing her front paw up and around Dextus' neck as he pressed forwards. She twisted her head to the other side, and they locked muzzles again, their combined murr louder now. Sinister's tail wagged faster, hearing her brother's do the same, their actions becoming faster and rougher.

Sinister was leaning back now, and without breaking the kiss, let herself slip backwards to the floor. On her back, still gripping her brother with her front paws, she embraced him, sliding her tongue repeatedly against the roof of his muzzle.

Her brother pressed his body against hers, returning the tasting of his muzzle by sliding his tongue around her teeth and across their sharp points. Eventually, he pulled back, Sinister allowing him freedom as began to lick at her neck and down to her chest.

The female Mightyena moaned, her claws sliding through his short mane as she massaged the back of his neck instinctively. Her tail wagged faster, hitting his, the two of them occasionally winding around each other. Dextus licked back up to the underside of her muzzle, lying fully on top of her, and she let out a small moan of pleasure in reward.

Without warning, he pressed his hips against hers. Sinister felt something hard and warm press against her slit, making her suddenly realise how coated she was in her own juices. Dextus must have felt it too - the male stopped, the warmth still pressed against her. She lowered her eyes, and looked into his eyes. Dextus looked back.

As they gazed at each other, Dextus' cock jumped, the tip sliding out from his sheath and pressing against Sinister's slit again, teasing her clit. She moaned quietly, keeping her eyes locked on his. Together, they exchanged grins of knowing.

Instantly, they pressed their muzzles together again. Dextus ground his hips against Sinister's, his cock sliding along her slit tantalisingly, sliding along with ease from her juices. Sinister moaned, holding her brother's muzzle on hers, not letting the male Mightyena go as he teased her entrance.

Eventually, she relaxed her grip, and they parted muzzles. Their combined saliva connected their open mouths as she growled. "Oh, you bastard..." she panted. "It's not like you to leave me hanging like this..."

"I don't want to...now are you going to turn over, or shall I keep going?"

Sinister growled back, wordlessly replying as she pushed her brother away slightly, and turned over on the floor. Her tail swam out of the way as she felt him once again lay down, this time on her back as he mounted his sister with the ease of familiarity. She shivered slightly when he pressed his now fully erect member along the length of her cunt. She could even hear the spurt of pre that hit the ground.

Just like Eclipse had done...

But Dextus wasn't teasing. Slipping a paw down between her legs, he positioned the tip at her hole, and slowly, pushed in.

Sinister let out a moan of pleasure. Dextus did the same, giving the back of her neck a lick as he did, pressing himself in slowly. "Oh, fuck, Sin..." he breathed.

It had been a while since Eclipse had tied her. Her cunt had adjusted itself, not fully back to its familiar tightness, but close. She grinned, letting out another murr as her brother began to slowly press in and out of her. He hadn't noticed.

He continued unabated, as she pulled her walls in around him. Like this, she felt every movement of his shaft, and every ridge seemed to fit into her as if it had been designed just for her.

Well of course, she thought as he began to get faster. Born together, raised together, experimenting together...something like this was just meant to be.

Dextus murred. "You know..." he growled between thrusts. "When I was with that customer..." His claws dug into her momentarily, and she growled in pleasure. "I was thinking about you the whole time..."

"Oh, Dex..." she murred in satisfaction, pressing her head against his. "...how...delightfully cliché..."

Dextus laughed, and then yipped in pleasure as Sinister pressed her hips up against his own. She grinned as he took some of her mane in her teeth. "Fine, I'll do it how you like it..."

His thrusting became immediately faster. She opened her mouth, her tongue hanging out, saliva dripping from it as his cock hammered into her repeatedly. Repeatedly, continuously, he drilled into her, and she felt his cunt slide around him with each one. Her own juices leaked onto the floor, along with Dextus' pre, his shaft slick with the mixture. She felt his knot form, hitting against her cunt with each thrust, as the rest of his shaft throbbed, rubbing her clit tantalisingly. Her front paws gripped the floor, her back legs beginning to shake with pleasure. His balls hit her crotch. She murred at the feel as his knot began to squeeze in at each thrust.

Dextus stopped momentarily, moving his front paws down, between her back legs, gripping her thighs. She growled again as his claws dug in for support, and he restarted the rapid thrusting. He pulled her rear end up, and she lay her front on the floor. The exertion was leaving her body hot, her tongue hanging out in an effort to cool her as she panted between each drill into her. Dextus lay his head on hers, and she felt him do the same.

She decided it was time to make him finish it. She brought her head up, nuzzling him from below. "Come on..." she panted. "Cum for your sister..."

Dextus growled, holding her tight, thrusting into her roughly, quickly. She could feel his length throb in just that way that she knew meant he was close. In one final move as her own body shuddered on the verge of orgasm, she squeezed his cock with her cunt. Every ridge, every depression, the whole shape of her brother's cock became clear as she clamped down around him, even down to the first spurt of seed into her.

His body shuddered above her as he came. His seed sprayed into her, the tight walls forcing some of it back as it sprayed past his length, spurting out and into the warm air.

Dextus thrusted in a final time, pressing his knot in with relative ease. The two of them fit together like a key in a lock; again, like they had been meant for each other. Dextus growled into the fur in the back of her neck, and she let out a loud cry into the darkness as he body shuddered from pleasure. She fought from collapsing.

Dextus' orgasm died down eventually, his seed only trickling out from her now. They were panting in unison, heads pressed together in a loving nuzzle, their eyes closed as they savoured the moment.

"Just...how I like it..." Sinister breathed eventually. Dextus murred in pleasure at the comment. His body shifted as it lay in top of her own - warm, soft.

"All these waiters and customers..." he panted. "...is there anyone who can make you come like I can?"

Sinister grinned suddenly, giggling mischievously, slightly thrown off by the afterglow of her orgasm. "Just one."

"Who?" Dextus replied, lowering his head. He looked at her, and she looked back, a grin on her face. Then, she drifted her eyes away. Past his head, into the darkness of the room where the forgotten television's light failed to reach, she saw what she had been seeking.

Dextus watched her for a moment more, his expression turning to one of curiosity. He turned, looking into the same darkness. She could tell when he saw it by the way his body tensed suddenly.

Two dark, burning eyes, glinting from the sparse light, hung in the darkness. Without warning, they narrowed, and the form they belonged to leapt towards them.

Dextus was hit right in the side, and Sinister tumbled with him as he was thrown off her; air whipped through her fur as the figure passed within millimetres of her. Her brother's knot popped from her cunt, dripping his seed over the carpet, as she recovered from the sudden action. She shook her head, and pushed herself up, looking over to where Dextus had landed.

She blinked, the form of Eclipse sitting over her brother appearing before her eyes as her vision stopped spinning. The large, darker Mightyena growled menacingly, sitting on Dextus' stomach, glaring down into his eyes; while his trademark cock, thick and glistening with pre, lay across Dextus' chest.

Eclipse placed a paw on Dextus' neck, and leant down. White, sharpened teeth dripped saliva.

"...Boo."