Household
Story by Amil on SoFurry
A series of unconnected, erotic flash-fiction centered on the ideas of voyeurism and exhibitionism.
I also write commercial Sci-fi/Fantasy erotica: https://www.amazon.com/S.L.-Hadley/e/B016HOA6OC
“Bron, get out!” Nati shrieked. Grabbing the thin blanket that already covered her human lover’s lower half, the young Felini yanked it up to cover her bare chest.
If her nudity bothered her littermate, he gave no indication of it. Grinning impishly, Hebron leapt nimbly onto his bed and seated himself, legs folded beneath him. He sat so still, in fact, that he could have passed as a statue of some Fae trickster were it not for the amused twitching of his tail.
“Don’t mind me,” he said. “I can wait until you’re done.”
“Get out!”
A hysterical note had entered Nati’s voice and she practically wailed the words. Beneath her fur, she blushed a brilliant red from nose to nape and hid her embarrassment behind a vicious snarl. When this proved insufficient to convince her brother, however, she donned a more honest face and stared up piteously at her lover. “Joseph, please? Make him leave.”
“I can’t,” Bron contributed, before the man could speak. “Mother said I wasn’t to let her out of my sight. No matter what!”
There was something infectious about the lengths the Felini was willing to endure to embarrass his sister. And, from his dawning smile, it soon became clear that Joseph was not immune to the same impulse. He leaned forward, shoulders straining as he held himself aloft over Nati and playfully nuzzled her brow.
“He says he’ll wait,” he murmured.
Nati blinked in surprise, ears pinning back. “Joseph, what are you—”
The sound Nati made as her lover began to move was one part moan, one part yelp, and one part a wordless cry of dismay. She tensed immediately, blanket slipping as she hid her face against Joeseph’s chest.
“Dooon’t,” she whined.
“What’s wrong?” he teased, running a hand through her fur before cupping a breast. “I thought you said you were close?”
“We are!” she protested, squirming beneath his touch. Glancing toward her brother, she blushed and cringed at once. “That’s why I d-don’t—he… I don’t want him to see!”
Joseph ignored her protests and continued to gently thrust into her. Again, an involuntary moan slipped from Nati’s lips. It was cut short the next moment as Joseph captured her lips with his.
“Relax,” he whispered. Moving forward, her took the tip of her ear in her teeth and nipped at it softly. “Don’t worry, love. Just let go.”
“But… but he’ll see!”
“It’s okay,” Joseph murmured. “Forget about him. Focus on this.”
Grasping her hips, Joseph began to thrust in earnest, deeply. Yet again, Nati cried out. Her ears flushed back against her skull and her paws clutched at her lover’s shoulders. Soon her eyes closed and she began to writhe. Her hips rose from the thin, firm mattress to meet Joseph’s rhythmically bucking ones half-way.
Wordlessly, Joseph turned to stare at Bron. The young male’s grin had faltered somewhat, turning uneasy as he watched his littermate taken by the human. Their eyes met, lingering for a moment until a high, piercing cry from Nati recaptured both their attention.
The female came with a wail, shuddering and burying her face against Joseph’s chest. Her voice rose in pitch a second later as Joseph groaned, emptying himself into her in reply. The blanket stretched over them slid down, barely high enough to cover Joseph’s legs.
Panting, Joseph turned once again to look at Bron. The male was breathing hard as well, his pupils dilated from watching the pair of them. His gaze slipped from Joseph’s face to his sister’s, then stayed there.
“So,” Joseph said. “Your mother needs to see Nati?”
Bron flinched as if slapped, then swallowed hard and nodded. He looked away sharply as Joseph withdrew from Nati and flopped sideways onto the bed. The blanket still covered them both, but the male continued to avert his gaze.
He continued to do so, even as Nati stirred and clumsily reached for her clothes. She dressed quickly, purring and smiling shyly as she conversed silently with Joseph with her eyes. Rolling, she kissed him once on the cheek. Her tail lashed lazily from side to side in satisfaction. She paused as she started to rise and seemed to remember Bron was still sitting on the bed opposite. For a moment, she seemed about to say something, then shook her head and hurried out the door.
Clearing his throat, Bron rose as well and made to follow.
“Bron,” Joseph said. “Wait.”
The young male flinched again and slowly turned to face Joseph. His uneasy expression returned. It vanished almost immediately, as he spied the look in the man’s eyes.
“Does your mother need you too?”
The gleam in Bron’s eye told Joseph everything that he needed to know.