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_ III _

_ R _ain roused himself from sleep with a mighty yawn, his razor sharp ivory colored teeth seeming to sparkle in the morning light that shifted ever so delicately through the near tiny window above his bed. Instinctively, he turned over in his bed to hug his sister, an all to familiar ritual, but was shocked to find he was alone in his bed.

His eyes gradually opened to greet the day, missing the familiar warmth from his sister's side of the bed. But, before he could wonder as to where she was, he heard the soft patter of scales feet against the carpet of the floor outside his room. He noticed that his bedroom door had been left ajar, and a second later it swung inward to reveal his sister, still garbed in only the collar around her throat.

Seeing her standing there in her fully nude form, her scales sparkling from the ever radiant glow of the sun's rays, made his already raging morning wood throb in desperate need for her touch. In her right hand was a bowl of his favorite cereal, while in her left was an empty glass. Curious, he watched as she sauntered over to him, swaying her hips with as much suave as she could muster.

When she was finally before him, she lowered the bowl so that he could see there was no milk present, which made him look up at her with a perplexed expression. "Your breakfast master." She offered him the bowl and the glass, both of which he took from her outstretched hands once he managed to sit upright on the edge of the bed.

Placing both items on the night stand, he couldn't help but ask, "Where's the milk at?"

She flashed him a warm smile before she picked up the bowl and held it beneath her flaccid member. Almost immediately his eyes went wide with a dawning realization, and before he could command her to continue, she moved the bowl even lower until it was beneath her feminine slit. With his eyes glued to her groin, she asked, "Permission to fill up your bowl with 'milk' master?"

"Of course my wonderful, precious pet." The drake was in awe as he watched his sister hold the bowl steady, just before a thin jet of her surprisingly clear urine began to splash against the cereal. Steadily, the multicolored circles of his breakfast began to rise until they were floating at the lip of the bowl, where she cut of her stream and set aside the bowl. Grasping the empty glass, she placed it firmly against her lower lips.

"Would you like a drink too master?" He only nodded, watching as her stream resumed and began to fill the glass. Normally, the sight of such an act would be seen as repulsive to most any dragon, even her, but for her brother, it was like an erotic dream come true. The drake hungrily licked his lips as he continued to watch, unable to tear his gaze away, and not that he would ever want to.

With a final sigh, the dragoness felt the last bit of fluid drain from her now empty bladder, and gently handed her master the glass. She watched as he held the now full glass beneath his nose, his eyes rolling back into his thick skull as he inhaled her scent like a cat would catnip.

Unable to resist what his still waking mind demanded of him, the drake put the glass to his lips and tilted it back, eagerly drinking down its contents. Her warm, sweet tasting urine, which he swore was as clear as water that morning, had little to no flavor.

Cobalt could see her brother's expression change from a blissful expression of guilty pleasure, to a sour look of disappointment, then, to a hint of sorrow. "Is something wrong master?" She asked in her sultry, yet caring tone.

"Ya." His voice was flat, emotionless, as he looked from the empty glass to his cereal. Switching the glass for his bowl, he began to eat his breakfast, a slight smile tainting his lips as he ate. Although her urine was a bland as water, it complimented his cereal nicely. The dragoness however wasn't convinced that he was entirely alright.

When she looked at his bowl of cereal, for the first time since urinating in it, she noticed that it was as clear as a crystal. _Of course. I drank a lot of water last night so that my bladders would be full this morning. I forgot that I was extremely hydrated._She mused in silent thought while she reached down towards her member, feeling her second bladder cry in need of its own release.

It was weird to admit, but she knew how her brother liked her urine to taste, to look. Slightly yellow, but not too dark to indicate dehydration, but too not clear as it was now. He loved her taste, and she had upset his special morning with her mistake, at least, a partial mistake anyway. There was no guarantee that her second bladder was nearly as clear as the first.

With a graceful smile, she stepped closer towards him so that her member was rubbing against the side of his head. When he looked up at her, she simply said, "This one might taste better master." Without a word, he grasped her flaccid member and aimed it towards his bowl, where half of his breakfast still remained.

A steady trickle began to leak out, the dragoness being careful to keep the tide at bay as she allowed some to escape the prison that was her bladder. As she had thought, a nice, slightly yellow stream emerged, much to her brother's delight. After a few seconds of getting his bowl refilled to the brim, he held up a hand for her to stem the tide.

Hesitantly, he raised the bowl to his lips and drank, letting her usually sweet taste roll against his taste buds. A gleaming smile graced his features when he pulled it away, setting it down on the floor as he reached up to grasp her again, firmly guiding her into his muzzle. Once she was securely within his lips, she let her bladder flow, giving him his just reward for winning their game.

It didn't take long for her to empty her bladder's contents into his awaiting muzzle, after which he gave the head a nice kiss before resuming his breakfast. While he ate, the dragoness dropped to her knees before him and began to lick and kiss at his raging, erect member. With delight, she ran her tongue up from the base to his head, then back down, stopping every few seconds to suckle the head before she resumed lathering his appendage.

Rain didn't pay any mind as to what his sister was doing, thoughts, mostly of her and school, were swimming through the vast expanse of his mind. While there was some semblance of bliss that he felt at her ministrations, and towards his lovely breakfast she had brought him, he was more focused on their future together.

Thus far, only their shared best friend knew about their secret relationship, but he couldn't help but wonder how long before more students, teachers even, caught on to their ginormous secret. Only the thought of their parents finding out, and casting them out pervaded his mind. He knew that the same thoughts sometimes plagued her own mind, but she never said anything to him about it. She seemed happy, happier than he had seen her since she got her first computer and was able to write her first program.

While he felt her happiness too, and his own was like a bright, glittering star in the night sky above, he still couldn't help but worry. Glitter practically lived with them, unless she was out visiting her grandparents on the other side of Slynthor, in the high end estates that littered the Northern section of the city. In truth they had no home outside of their parents, their own grandparents had died some years ago, on both sides of their family. Their numerous aunts and uncles had their own litters of hatchlings to take care of, and most just simply didn't have the room for two more, especially if they found out their secret.

There was a cold feeling that seeped into his very bones, chilling him to the core and threatening to extinguish his inner most fire. Their time together was drawing to a close, and it was only a matter of time before others began to put the pieces together. Most of all, Guthor.

His disdain for the drake was as evident as the blood that ran through his veins. His sister was just as open with her own malice towards him, but that didn't mean he would be swayed in his conquest. Once he had his eyes set on a dragoness, nothing short of death would stop him. He feared the day more than any other, and he knew deep down that even if they were mated, it wouldn't matter to the bully. All he cared about was the glory that came with saying that he had been with said dragoness, no matter who they were.

It struck him as odd at times when he heard some of the dragonesses in his class say that they wanted to be with him, just so that they would have some semblance of popularity. It was so profound and common that he had just shrugged it off as teenage hormones, but now, with all that he had done with his own sister, he began to question if they were doing the same thing. He knew that this line of thought always lost to what his heart was telling him, but he still couldn't help but dwell on it from time to time.

Rain wasn't anything like Guthor, and both siblings knew it in their very inner fires. To compare him to Guthor was the same, if not more absurd, than comparing an orange to a video game. It was just so far beyond the realm of reality that even a scientist would be scratching their head with confusion.

A smile graced his lips however, his train of thought shifting tracks back to the dragoness who was on her knees before him, once again coating his member in thick strands of her saliva. When they were little more than hatchlings he would have never thought that he would have fallen in love with his sister, let alone that she would feel the same way about him. What made him chuckle quietly was the even more absurd notion that of all the things that his sister could have liked, from rough mating to watersports, like himself, she enjoyed muzzle-jobs the most.

There was no rhyme or reason to it, it just was. Just as he could nearly get off simply by drinking her bladder dry, so too could she, not only nearly, but quiet often, could get off simply by suckling on his member for hours on end. Hell, she often fell asleep with him stuffed inside of her muzzle, and managed to sleep all night with him safely within her grasp!

Shaking his head, though keeping his warm smile, he finished off his cereal and drank the remainder of the bowls contents, letting out a content sigh as he reclined on the bed and snapped his fingers. Already knowing what he wanted, and to her absolute merriment, she quickly engulfed his length and began to bob her head.

Cobalt loved being able to start her morning off this way. If she was honest though, she would love just being able to wake up in his arms everyday, but she knew that the time was soon coming when she would. She had already moved most of her clothes into his closet, unbeknownst to their parents.

Time escaped the siblings as they enjoyed their eventful morning, the drake still trying to fully wake his mind through the cloud of pleasure that pervaded it. The cobalt dragoness however was focused on the solitary treat that she was enjoying, basking in the simple pleasure that his member in her muzzle brought her.

Their time together was disturbed by the low, humming vibration of a phone sliding across wood for a brief jolt. Curious, the drake looked over to the desk. Cobalt, without breaking her gentle rhythm, used her long, dexterous tail to push the offending device that was his touch screen phone from the oak desk, where it resided beside his computer to charge, to the edge of his bed. As he reached over to grab the device he also reached a hand down to rub her cheek, making her hum her approval around the thick shaft that currently was stuffed inside of her muzzle.

After fumbling around with the device's lock screen, he opened it up to find that he had gotten a text message from his best friend Glitter. 'Can you talk?' It was short, as was her usual when she had anything of great length to say. He quickly typed back a reply saying that he had just woken up and to give him a few minutes.

No sooner had he sent his reply did he feel the small cellular device once again emitting a low, humming vibration, only instead of being a single note, it was several. An old picture of his best friend when they had met each other in first grade was plastered across the screen, with the answer and reject symbols displayed beneath said picture.

Knowing fully well that the dragoness never called early in the morning, he raised a single finger to his lips in motion for his sister to be quiet, but to continue her service, as he answered the phone. "What up sister?" Only the faint sound of sirens could be heard, growing steadily quieter as the rushing sound of wind pervaded his ear, such a shrill sound that he was forced to pull the phone away a few inches. "Glitter?"

Beginning to drown out the sound of the ear splitting wind was the sound of soft sobbing. He knew that his sister could hear as well, as she paused with her lips wrapped around his base, looking at the phone with the same curiosity that he displayed. Minutes passed with the sobbing growing louder, the wind but a faint whisper in the background. Then, in a soft, feminine voice that was choked with tears, Glitter said, "I-I n-need your help R-Rain."

The normal, brash voice laced with a slight playfulness and a hint of grovel was nonexistent. Instead, a broken sounding voice was all that he could hear, and he knew that his sister had heard as well as her expression went from one of curiosity to sorrow. He had heard her ask for help before, mostly after an intense beating that her father had given her during one of his drunken stupors, but this was different.

"What happened?" He asked in a gentle tone, not sure how he was supposed to help her this time.

"M-My p-parents are g-gone."

"What do you mean? They left you?" His breathing started to become more labored as a seething, deep seated rage began to swirl through his mind like a torrential downpour.

"No.... T-They d-d-died." Gone was his rage in he blink of an eye, tears threatening to leak from his eyes as he realized the help that she needed. "My h-home is g-g-gone t-too." With each word she spoke her voice became softer, more broken. Her sobs grew in intensity. "C-Can I come o-over?"

"Of course you can." With that, the call was subtly ended, her sobs gone as he heard the distinctive tone that told him the call was over. Dropping the phone, he looked down to his sister, who had let his member flop free of her warm, enticing muzzle to look back up at him. "What happened?" The question hung in the air, neither sibling knowing what had brought about the sudden call from his best friend, nor what had happened to her parents.

"Call mom and dad. I'll grab us some clothes." Without a word in response, the drake silently flicked his fingers across the lock screen, then searched through his contacts for their mother's phone number. While he waited to see if their mother would answer, the dragoness slipped into his closet to garb herself in a pair of his dark raven blue silk sleeping pants, as well as his favorite jet black t-shirt with the symbol for _Battle Star Cruiser Seven_embossed on the breast. Dressed, she handed him a pair of his maroon silk sleeping pants, opting out of a shirt that was handed to him while he slipped into the pants.

While the drake was left to talk with their parents, the dragoness ventured out of his room to begin cleaning their basement living room. She gathered the empty soda cans together and placed them into a trash bin in beneath their bathroom sinks. Done, she headed upstairs to clean the dishes that were left over from the day before, cleaning the stains off with water before putting them into the dishwasher.

For nearly an hour the dragoness bode her time cleaning up the kitchen, after which she had taken some carpet cleaner with a few rags down into the basement to clean up their 'mess' from the previous night. It was arduous work, but it didn't bother as much as the rolling storm of thoughts about her brother's, and she even considered her own, best friend's predicament.

By the time that she was done cleaning the carpet and their couch, which was rather more laborious than the carpet was, her brother emerged from the seclusion of his room. There was a haunted expression plastered across his face as he came out to sit on the couch, guiding the dragoness into his lap as he pulled her close.

A few kisses were placed along the length of her neck as they just sat together and waited for the golden dragoness to arrive. Mere minutes passed when they heard the loud squeak of the front door opening, a muffled bang when it was swiftly shut again. Rain spoke up midst the muffled footsteps from above, "I didn't tell mom and dad exactly what happened. It took me five tries before they answered, both of them were worried that I had tried to call so many times. I told them that something had happened at home with Glitter and that she needed to come over."

"What did they say?"

"They were okay with it. They told me she could stay as long as she wanted to." She gave him a nod before she slipped out of his lap and to the cushion beside of him, where she took a hold of his hand within her own, their fingers coiling together like thick brambles upon the forest floor.

A young, beautiful golden yellow dragoness emerged from the dark hallway through a thin line of beads that served as their door. Trails of tears raked down her muzzle, still flowing as droplet began to drip from the underside of her maw to the floor below. Big, stunning golden yellow eyes looked them up and down.

What remained of the dragoness's clothes were tattered and torn, barely holding onto her form. The exposed scales were matted in shallow torrents of crimson red blood, most of it dried, while several marks of soot covered what else remained. There was a scratch that ran down the side of her neck, from the base line of her maw to the collar bone of her neck, a deep gash that oozed a trickling stream of crimson.

Both siblings rose from the couch to stride over to the disheveled dragoness, their arms going around her in a warm embrace. When her head met their shoulders she couldn't help but let the flood gates open and tears flow more freely.

Rain was at a loss for words. Here was his best friend, a dragoness that he had known since he was a young hatchling, a dragoness who he had watched grow up alongside of him and his sister to grow into a tough, hearty young female. Through the wicked beatings that her father threw at her and her mother, giving her mother a shoulder most nights because she wasn't strong enough to leave the abusive bastard, she had developed a protective shield around herself, only allowing people to see what they wanted to about her.

He knew in some way that her father was partial as to the reason that she didn't find drake's to be attractive, coupled with the fact that she spent more time around females than she did males because of her mother. Through it all though she had always been a strong dragoness, never having cried except for one time when they were younger, but even that wasn't as bad as this.

"Cobalt. Why don't we get her into a shower?" Nothing was said as the dragoness hurried to obey her brother's request, not because of their little 'game' but because she knew that the dragoness needed one. Gently, the drake led the golden dragoness after his sister into the bathroom.

Cobalt waited patiently for them to arrive, a small medical kit that was usually beneath the sink now resided on the counter. At her insistence, the drake passed over his best friend to his sister and went out to her room to grab a fresh change of clothes. While he was gone, Cobalt helped the dragoness slip out of her clothes, taking care not to brush any of her body. There was no telling how many bruises or scrapes were beneath the soot, and if there were any, she didn't want to aggravate them.

Once the dragoness was fully nude, she was led into the shower, where Cobalt herself quickly threw her own clothes onto the toilet in a semi-neat pile. Closing the door, she started up the shower, taking a hold of the soap on the shelf and slathering it onto her hands. With her friend's permission, she began to wash her body, taking care to be gentle. The soot gave way to her normally pristine golden yellow scales, while also revealing several more scratches that dotted her form. None however, were as bad as the gash on her neck.

Rain returned a few minutes later, both dragonesses able to see his form as he leaned against the counter, where a fresh pile of clothes rested beside the medical kit. He was careful to keep his gaze on the wall in front of him, even though he knew that through the stained glass he wouldn't be able to see anything anyway.

A pregnant silence had encompassed the room, broken only by the sound of the water falling. Glitter, through the haze of sorrow that pervaded her mind, looked around her, seeing the shower for the first time in as many years. Her eyed fell from the tiled walls to the dragoness that was bathing her, looking down from her head to see a rather strange sight. She had been told by Rain that his sister was 'gifted' outside of her intelligence, but until now, she had never believed it. There, staring her straight in the face, was a thick, albeit flaccid, male appendage.

Pushing the image, and the thought aside, she chose instead to enjoy the crisp, clear water as it washed over her form, letting her pain ebb away into a calming sense of serenity. Her sobs grew weaker by the second until, with a final sniffle, she was able to return her breathing to a more regular level. She used a hand to wipe away her remaining tears, the adrenaline leaving her body as the emotional pain from losing her parents gave way to the physical pain of the gash along her neck.

Outside of the shower, the drake finally managed to garner the courage to ask, "What happened?"

Glitter had been expecting the question sooner or later, and she knew that she was probably going to have to tell his parents about it too, thus she had been mentally preparing herself for it. Although her body had stopped shaking, and the tears no longer threatened her, she still had trouble finding her voice. When she did, she found that she didn't have the strength, nor the heart, to put up her facade.

"My father drank all night as usual. I was out on a late date with Vorna. I didn't get home till almost five this morning. When I got home my father was more drunk than I had ever seen him in my entire life. My mother was on the ground crying from the savage beating that he had given her. Something inside of me snapped, and I just couldn't sit by and take it anymore. So, I launched myself at him in a tackle.

"My father fought back of course, but he was still clutching a bottle of some bourbon in his hand. He chucked it at me, but somehow missed, and instead struck the fireplace. In his carelessness, he had lit the fire and the liquor was just like gas. In mere seconds the house had caught fire. I ran as fast as my feet would carry me out, but my parents didn't follow.

"By the time that the firefighter's had arrived it was already too late. I had heard the building's second floor collapse shortly before they arrived, which had been followed by a scream." Here the dragoness paused, pushing Cobalt's hands away as they neared her thighs. "The firefighter's wasted no time in putting out the fire, but it was for naught. My home, all of my belongings, had gone up in smoke. I ran after the fire was out to find my parents, having to dig through rubble.

"When I finally managed to uncover them, they were already dead. Several pieces of rebar from the attic had fallen through the floor and tore right through the scales of both my parents, they had bled to death in the time that it took for the fire to be put out." Satisfied that the dragoness was clean, Cobalt motioned for her to stand on the opposite side of the door, where she stepped out to grab the medical kit.

"I have nowhere to go now."

"What about your grandparents?" Both siblings were aware that Glitter's family had some measure of wealth, but when her grandparents on her father's side had found out that he had chosen some 'street urchin', as they had often called her, for a mate, they had cut off all ties of family, save for herself.

"They love me dearly, but they wouldn't dare take me in. With the way that I am, they don't want me to stay for more than a week at a time."

"You know you're always welcome here. I'm pretty sure our parents will let you stay."

"Thank you." Rain was still perplexed as to why Glitter had been so upset with the death of her parents, knowing how badly they had treated her, but he realized that though they were terrible parents, they were still her parents, and that alone warranted some measure of love, no matter how slight it may be.

Cobalt wrapped the dragoness up in a towel behind the door, wanting her to remain out of view of her brother. Glitter knew why Cobalt was acting assertive with her, she was secretly dating her brother and that meant that so long as she was with him, her body was the only female body that he was ever allowed to see naked. Just as she knew that his body was the only male body that he was allowed to see in much the same manner.

Cobalt passed her the clean clothes, then stepped out and shut the door to the shower as she began to shift through the medical kit for gauze and some antibiotic ointment.

Glitter felt an immense aura of gratitude emanate from her body as she slipped on the clean dark pink undergarments along with a matching bra. A pair of faded blue jeans followed soon after. Dressed, at least in what the dragoness had given her, she emerged from the shower with the towel wrapped around her torso, taking a seat on the toilet where her friend had directed her.

Cobalt, who had donned her brother's sleeping pants and shirt while the golden dragoness had gotten dressed, rubbed a thin, white clothe along her neck. An intense burning sensation wound its way through her body, making her grit her teeth from the pain. "Hold that for a second." She obeyed. "Rain, can you go get her a shirt too."

Glitter sat motionless as the cobalt dragoness took out a pair of scissors along with a long, thick pad of gauze. "Move your hand." Taking hold of the clothe again, she began to wrap the gauze around her neck several times, ensuring that the entire gash was covered before she cut off the end, tying it around a small section in the adjacent side. "That should be okay for a couple of days. Check it every morning in the mirror, or ask me or Rain to."

"Thank you Cobalt." She flashed the dragoness a warm smile, which was quickly returned.

Cobalt tried to lighten the mood after the devastating news by saying, "Okay. Now, since you're going to be staying here I think it's time we lay down some ground rules."

Even though she still harbored some measure of pain inside, the golden dragoness couldn't help but giggle at the inevitable. "Really? Now?" Although she was still feeling a bit down, she couldn't help but revel in the sense of normalcy that she was trying to instill.

"Yes now, because now my weekend is ruined." She faked a pout as she leaned forward from the wall, letting her jet black collar dangle it silver pendant. Glitter watched as the pendant swung around on a slight turn, displaying the word Pet for a brief second. Her cheeks turned a slight tint of red as she realized what they were planning to do for the weekend.

"Geez Cobalt. You really are a slut." There was the ghost of smile as she looked up towards the cobalt dragoness, a wave of thanks displayed in her golden eyes.

Cobalt just nodded back, displaying a calming sense of serenity within her own eyes, but it was still nothing compared to the swirling inferno of love that was clearly evident, and she knew it was directed at herself. "Only for him."

During the time that she had been dating her brother it had become a sort of joke between the two dragonesses for the golden female to insult her about her love for her brother, usually be as blunt as she was now. In turn, she would embrace what was said and push the envelope even further. "Cobalt, I'm sorry to screw up your endless rutting sessions, but I'm here to stay now."

There was a coy grin across the cobalt dragoness's lips as she said, "Then I suggest you buy some ear plugs. The wall's aren't very thick." Heat suffused Glitter's cheeks. His sister was being more blunt than ever about their nightly 'activities' and she showed no sign of stopping.

Just as she was about to retort, she saw the drake emerge through the bathroom doorway with a dark olive drab colored tank top clasped in his hand. As he handed it to her, his sister looked over at him and, in a strange, sultry, yet soft voice that Glitter had never heard before, she said, "Thank you master."

The heat refused to leave her cheeks. She had been present that day at lunch, and a couple of times since, where she had caught the dragoness giving her brother a muzzle-job. This was on an entirely different level, and she knew that their parents were gone for the weekend. Rain had complained about not being able to get anything more than a kiss from his sister for a few weeks now and he was pent up. She suspected that they hadn't felt the need to wear any clothes until she called, and now she was slightly regretting it.

Whatever they could imagine to do, whether they were quiet or loud, she knew it could never be as bad as the screams of pain that her mother gave when her father had thrown her a brutal beating. Pushing those old memories away, she cleared her throat and strode out to the living room, leaving a giddy dragoness and her perplexed brother alone in the bathroom.

"What was that about? Glitter's here now."

His sister sauntered up to him, easily reaching a hand past the waistline of his pants to firmly grasp his flaccid member. "I'm still your pet master." She dropped down to her knees, taking his pants down slightly with her as she gave the head of his member a kiss. "Nothing is going to change that this weekend."

Much to his chagrin, she rose back up to her feet, pulling up his pants as she did so. "Alright then, how about grabbing all of us a soda."

"Yes master." Just as she was about to leave, she felt his hand firmly hold her still, then, gently, he pushed her up against the wall. His lips moved in to capture her own, their tongues immediately meeting into their passionate dance. Warmth seeped into her blood from the raging inferno of love that they both shared, their kiss quickly becoming more heated as he grasped a hold of her wrists with one hand and held them above her head.

For several minutes they basked in the passion that their kiss brought out, until, with a soft moan into her muzzle, he pulled away. "Hurry up my pet." "Yes master." She practically purred out the words as she sauntered out of the bathroom, swaying her hips as she did so. Gods above do I love hr so much, he thought as he followed suit.

Out in the living room, he found Glitter sitting on the leather couch. There was an uncomfortable silence in the room, and he could hear the dragoness sniffle. Curious, he strode over to the couch and took a seat beside her, wondering what she was upset about. As gently as he could, he laid an arm around her, being careful to keep his wings folded behind him so as not to give Cobalt the wrong impression when she returned. "What's wrong?"

A lone tear snaked its way down from her eye, leaving a crystal clear trail of moisture in its wake. As though she were a delicate butterfly, he reached up a hand to flick it away. "Vorna left me last night."

Rain had to give pause. Her words bore through his mind like a knife through butter. He swore he misheard her. "What?"

"Vorna, she dumped me last night. That's why I was out so late."

"So the tears before..."

"Between Vorna and losing my home, I felt torn apart. You know that I loved her, but I guess she didn't feel the same way about me." Cobalt returned in silence, placing three cold sodas down on the table as she took up a seat beside her brother, letting his wing drape over her as she listened to the golden dragoness. "She said that things had become... difficult between us. She felt that I wasn't letting her into my life, and she right to a point."

"I can understand why you kept her at a distance from your family. But didn't you tell her why?"

"I tried to, but she refused to believe that my parents were as bad as I made them out to be. She thought I was just trying to avoid her."

"That's why you were so broken hearted when you got here." Rain surmised. Now it all made sense to him. She was feeling more pain from her broken heart than she was the death of her parents. She hated them with every fiber of her being, even if somewhere deep down she still cared for them in some dark, long forgotten corner.

"It's kind of funny. When you both told me how you felt about each other I was a little disturbed. After I saw what Cobalt was doing that first day you two were together I figured it was a lust thing that you two had for each other. I realized that wasn't the case though when I went to visit my grandparents last month."

"What do you mean?" Rain questioned.

Glitter gave a sorrowful sigh, "I asked them about love, all the different types that they had seen over their many long years. I figured that with as long as they had been around, they might had some wisdom. Turns out, I was right." She couldn't help but laugh. "They told me many different things about what they had seen, what they had experienced in their youth. Like you two, they fell for each other when they were in high school, and that was it."

"But..." Rain motioned for her to continue.

"Well, they told me that normally it takes many years into your adulthood before two dragons, whether it be a male and female, two females, two males, or some other fourth thing, find that one dragon who is to become their mate. Love can take many different forms, and from what they were saying, its only within the past several thousand years that dragons had come to learn about love."

"What do you mean?"

Cobalt cleared her throat as she answered her brother, "Before dragons began to fall in love, then chose a mate based upon that love, they acted on instinct. The male, who was usually a mighty hunter, would search far and wide for a female that contained the traits they wanted for their brood. Whether or not she displayed the proper traits for a mighty huntress of the skies. Our ancestors didn't bond based upon love, but because of natural instinct.

"Once they had found their female, they would have to prove their worth to said female. She would judge a male based upon a wide assortment of traits, such as his physical prowess, how good of a hunter he was, how well he flew. The list was endless, and the male had to meet every little detail that she was looking for. Once convinced, they would perform the courtship flight."

Glitter sighed as spoke up, "The courtship flight was the ultimate test of faith on the female's part. Failing meant certain death, so she put complete trust in her chosen male. Together, the dragons would perform a series of intricate flight patterns to test their flying ability, then, when they were ready, they would rise high up into the sky. At the peak of their ascent, they would circle around and dive straight toward the ground, the female letting gravity take her while the male would try to catch her. Once he did, he waited until they were within a dangerously close distance to the ground, then he would pull up, taking her with him."

Cobalt continued, "To dragons it is the ultimate test of faith. Some still choose to practice the ancient right, while most don't. Most dragons now choose their mate based upon love, considering we now live in thriving metropolises."

"Right." Glitter said, "Which brings me to what they told me. Love can be a fickle creature, and you have to treat it like a delicate bird. You can't be too rough with it, otherwise you run the risk of losing that love to hatred, but at the same time you can't be too fickle with it either, or you run the risk of that love slipping from your grasp. Like the tides in the ocean, there is a steady push and pull that has to occur.

"When you chose to pursue that love, as you two have done, you learn everything about your potential mate; their likes, their dislikes, their habits, and so on. Over the course of your time together you make many sacrifices for each other. You may go to a play that you hate because your love wants to, and in return they will go to see a movie that they hate. At times separation is necessary so that you don't smother each other.

"I've seen you two display much of what they have told me. I've had to listen to Cobalt complain about a movie that you took her to, or Rain moan about a fancy restaurant that you wanted to go to." Both siblings eyed each other closely, hearing each others secrets spilled, but instead of being upset, there was an understanding that passed between them.

Glitter couldn't help but feel a slight grin cross her lips as she saw the look that passed between them, confirming what she had already been putting together in her mind. They are one of the rare few. "Its moments like right now that make me envious of you both."

They were broken from their moment by her voice, both taking a second to digest what she had said. "Why?" They asked in unison, much to her delight.

Unable to contain her fit of giggles from the precious moment, which they both knew she was going to hold over their heads for the rest of their lives, she said, "You two are what my grandparents would call a 'rarity'. Very few dragons find love, absolute, undying love, at such a young age. They were one of them, and I can't help but think that they are appalled by the lack of love in our current society. Dragons walking around, selling their bodies just to make ends meet."

Rain, along with his sister, couldn't help but feel a vague sense of jealousy from the dragoness before them. Here they were, sitting together and practically flaunting their relationship in front of her, while she was trying to nurse a broken heart. Guilt began to consume their thoughts.

Glitter could see the look of guilt that was plastered on their faces, and she immediately responded with, "You shouldn't feel guilty guys. I'm happy for you, I really am. I'm just jealous that you found love at your age, especially you Cobalt. You are by far much younger than my grandparents were, but I can tell you with honesty that its not lust that keeps you together, but a more deep rooted love."

"Does this mean your okay with us being a bot more, 'open' at home?"

Another fit of giggled assaulted the golden dragoness as she forced herself to look away. "I would be utterly shocked if you didn't. I mean, I know what living here means. I'll be sure to ask your parents for some headphones when they get home." Both siblings couldn't help but blush as she basically understood what they were going to be doing most nights.

Without another word, Rain opted to lean back into the couch, pulling his sister with him. She decided to lay her head across his chest while she reached over them to pull down the blanket that was residing on the back of the couch. Glitter, after recovering from her giggling, eased back into the couch as well. Though she was sure to give them a few inches of distance.

Rain grabbed his controller and his remote off of the table and turned on the TV. "What do you want to watch sister?" He asked. When Glitter didn't respond, he said, "Glitter." She started. "What do you want to watch?"

"Oh, I thought you were talking to Cobalt." She motioned towards the dragoness whose head was his chest.

"You mean my pet. No. She doesn't have many liberties this weekend." There was a coy grin, along with a blush, snaking it way across his muzzle as he looked down at her. In his eyes alone she could see his single, solitary command, which she happily obeyed. Draping the blanket over them, she reached a hand down into his pants to take a firm hold of his member.

Glitter just sighed as she asked, "Don't really matter to me."

"Alright then, Speed it is."

Explosions rang out in the darkened interior of the basement living room, each earth shattering boom was punctuated by the sound of gunfire. Heavy volleys of bullets streamed around a small cafe as hoards of undead dragons were blown apart by the thick pieces of metal. Echoing moans of several of the zombies pierced the veil of bullets that emanated from the TV's vast rear speakers. "On your left Glitter."

One of the three screens turned and unloaded a single shotgun blast into the zombies head, several bits splattering against the wall, staining it a dark crimson red. "Oh hell ya." The golden dragoness screamed at the explosive shot.

After spending hours watching movies the trio of dragons had decided to play some videos games. It started out as Rain and Glitter playing a wicked game of Dragon Combat III, which had quickly ignited a fierce competitive atmosphere. Cobalt quickly joined in on their fun and they had decided to play an old favorite amongst them, Living Nightmare: The Dead Rise.

Since early afternoon they had been playing the game. They had managed to kill several hours just slaughtering hoards of the zombies, time seeming to ebb away as they enjoyed their competitive game of seeing who could kill the most zombies. At the same time however, they were sure to help each other out if they were becoming overwhelmed.

Glitter welcomed the game, for it gave her something to focus on besides her grueling, aching heart. She loved seeing the happiness that the siblings shared with each other, having occasionally passed each other a kiss while they had been watching movies. They knew that it was having some effect on her, so they had opted to play some video games.

Every so often Rain would order his sister upstairs to fetch them food or a cold beverage, Glitter even finding some amusement when she would order for something to drink and his sister would respond with, "Yes mistress." She knew it was a ruse to cheer her up, but she still loved the effort all the same.

Another hour passed before Glitter finally found herself fighting to stay awake. She hadn't been to sleep since the previous day and the lack of sleep was quickly catching up with her. Her eyes were becoming heavy, and she knew that she was about to fall asleep right there on the couch. "Are you alright?"

She noticed that the game was paused and both siblings were looking at her with a worried expression. "I'm just tired is all."

"That's alright. If you want you can use Cobalt's room. She won't mind." Somehow, Glitter knew that she wouldn't. She couldn't help a sly grin from coming to her lips as she set down the controller on the table and bade them a good night. They watched as she slipped into the room, hearing the soft click of the door as it closed.

Almost immediately, Cobalt set her own controller on the table and dropped to her knees, not even waiting for her brother to move before she pulled his pants down, without much effort, and quickly engulfed his member. It had already been starting to grow erect when Glitter had been walking to the door, and by the time his sister took it into her muzzle, he was already at full mast.

The dragoness wasted no time in beginning a rapid motion of her head, bobbing with a fierce vigor that he had never seen before. After welcoming back the warm feeling of her muzzle, he quit the game and started up another, Dragon Warrior: Dark Shadow. It was a third-person military type shooter, where he played as a leader of an elite special forces team sent around the world to fight terrorists.

As he perused his multiple saved game files he enjoyed his sister's attention to his member, finding it somehow fitting that she enjoyed giving him muzzle-jobs as much as she did. Unbeknownst to him, but she had been holding in her bladder all day, and by now both of them were filled to the brim with need for release. She pulled his empty glass from their dinner earlier off the table and swiftly slid it into her pants, putting her member inside.

While she focused her attention on the shaft of meat that was in her muzzle, she let her first bladder expel its contents into the glass. The drake became aware of the sound akin to running water striking an empty glass. That's when he looked down to the table and saw that his glass was missing, and that his sister's hands were in her pants.

Before he could even ask what she was doing he was presented the thirty-two ounce cup, filled to the brim with her bladder's contents. She redoubled her efforts on his shaft when he took it from her hands, eyeing said glass with a mixture of arousal and giddiness. Hesitantly, he began to drink the foul liquid, loving the taste even more than he ever could, though he still preferred to enjoy it from the source.

It took him several large gulps to finish off the glass, after which he leaned back into the couch to bask in the warmth such a 'treat' always gave him. The game was long forgotten as he looked down at his sister, unable to stem the tide of his pleasure as he gave out a very low moan. "That's a wonderful pet..."