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I Love You Twice: The Next First Time

By Green

David Parrish sat on his bed, the comforter clenched into his fists, his fuzzy black tail twitching behind him agitatedly, every muscle in his body rigid by choice as he stared hopelessly at the innocuous red dot on the wall.

"Come on, Kelly, knock it off, this isn't funny!"

His sister, who lay sprawled across the bed, was grinning from furry ear to furry ear as she watched the tension playing across her brother's feline features.

"Oh, I don't know, Davey, I think this is very funny."

As she moved the pen-like object in her hand, the laser dot on the wall followed it, and Dave's eyes followed the dot, while he tried as hard as he could to ignore the instincts that were written into him at a genetic level, instincts which were begging him to grab the small, moving object before it could escape.

"Y-you're not going to get me to give in, you know."

She moved the dot especially close to his side and wiggled it tantalizingly, up and down, up and down. Dave's forehead, like most of the rest of his body, was covered in fur, but if it hadn't been, there would have been beads of sweat forming there with the strain to resist.

"Oh, you think so?"

He kept telling himself he had to be strong, he had to resist, and pretty soon she would get bored, pretty soon she would -

Without warning, she flicked her wrist and the dot darted to the side.

WHAP. Suddenly Dave found himself with his hand slapped against the wall, the movement so fast and automatic that he hadn't been able to follow it, the dot glowing brightly against the black of his fur.

"...Aw, crap."

That was all he had time for. Now that the dam had burst, he was totally unable to resist his instincts, pawing fruitlessly at the wall, the sound of his slaps filling the otherwise quiet house, eagerly pursuing his intangible prey as Kelly made the dot dance and rush all over the wall, laughing hysterically as her fraternal lover acted for all the world like he was a five-foot-ten feral. Eventually, she laughed so hard that, tears of joy in her tightly-shut eyes, she let go of the button. Dave's head snapped around, eyes incredibly wide so he could see his quarry better, ears swivelling around pointlessly for any trace of the silent dot. All he saw, though, was his sister, pen laser in hand, wiping tears out of her eyes, laughter making it difficult to speak.

"Oh my God, Davey, you have no idea how adorable that was! I should get you a collar with a bell on it, maybe a little dish for water and treats..."

She had been planning on coming up with more, but he cut her off, smirking mischievously.

"Oh, you think it's funny when I act all feral, huh? Well you're gonna love this then!"

He compressed himself ever so slightly, bringing his feet under him, and Kelly realized exactly what he was going to do. She pointed the laser at the wall and brought back the dot, but he wasn't looking, it was too late. She let out a shriek of excitement and joy as her brother, the man she loved, pounced across the bed and pinned her to the mattress, knocking the laser pointer out of her hand as he firmly (but not painfully) gripped her wrists in his hands and held her legs down with his thighs, his tail whipping back and forth enthusiastically behind him. He leaned down so he was right in her face.

"Well, would you look at that, the big feral cat has caught himself a kitten."

Kelly wiggled beneath him, the obvious joy on her face leaking into her words.

"Yep, looks like I'm helpless and at your mercy."

He leaned down and kissed his sister's neck, which started her purring quietly.

"Maybe next time you should think twice before teasing a dangerous animal, hmm?"

She giggled as he continued trailing kisses down to her shoulder.

"I don't know, Davey, maybe you should teach me a lesson."

"Ah, good idea. I think I have the perfect lesson in mind, too..."

As he spoke, he started grinding his crotch against hers, his eyes as narrow as his smile was wide. Kelly shivered with anticipation and slowly leaned up to meet his lips while her brother slipped both of her wrists under one of his hands, so he had one free. When they were seconds away from kissing, Kelly felt her brother place his hand on her side, just under her ribs - and froze, her eyes widening, pupils contracting to razor-thin slits. Suddenly, she realized that that wasn't an 'In The Mood' smile on Dave's face, it was an 'I'm Feeling Mischievous' smile. He was being her brother, not her boyfriend. The grinding was just to throw her off.

"...No way. Come on Davey, I thought we'd gone over this. I thought you'd outgrown this!"

He snickered, unable to contain his glee.

"Really? Cause it seems to me that the treaty's expired."

She looked at him warningly.

"Don't..."

"Don't what, dear Kels? Don't this?"

And he began to slowly, lightly, run his hand over her side, letting his fingernails (which, of course, were really just the exposed tips of his claws, sticking out a little even when sheathed) trail along her thin shirt. She could already feel it.

"Come on, Davey! N-no fair!"

She actually tried to free herself this time, to no more avail than when she was wiggling theatrically. She continued begging/threatening her brother as he lifted her shirt up and exposed the Maine coon's fluffy brown and black side. And then he placed his hand on her abdomen again. Kelly sighed.

"...Aw, crap."

Then he burst into sudden movement, a frenzy of rubbing and scratching at the single most ticklish spot on his sister's body: her sides, just under her ribs. And Kelly equally suddenly burst into a frenzy of writhing and shaking, and most of all laughing. She laughed long and loud and hard, her hysterical high-pitched shrieks of joy filling the house. Whenever she managed to catch her breath, she would send various threats of bodily harm her brother's way, but of course that was just part of the game. He was smiling wide enough that she could have seen his molars if she hadn't been laughing so hard she was crying, making it difficult to see anything at all. She continued laughing for quite some time after he stopped tickling her, looking up at him when she finally composed herself to see his smug grin.

"Had enough, sis? Or should I just keep going until this stops being fun?"

He started slowly scratching again, just enough to tease, and she shook her head vehemently, her own smile betraying her harsh words.

"Okay! Okay! Uncle! You win, you shithead, you win!"

Dave's own benevolent smile in no way reflected his previous actions.

"Good. I like to win."

He leaned down and added, in a whisper, "Time to take my prize." But just as he was leaning in to kiss her, her eyes glanced to the side and widened, and she pushed him back with a surprising amount of strength - surprising, that is, until she spoke.

"Hey, Mama."

Dave felt a chill run down his spine, took a second to remove the terrified expression from his face, and looked over his shoulder to see that yes, their mother Sara was standing in the doorway, casually leaning against the frame and watching her children. He wondered idly if his tail had poofed up in fear, not daring to look, lest that be interpreted as a sign of guilt.

Oh Jesus, I forgot to lock the door! God, how much did she see?

Acutely trying not to think about the fact that Sara had Inherited a very sensitive nose, and claimed to be able to detect via pheromones when someone was lying to her or hiding something, Dave forced himself to grin at her, letting go of Kelly's wrists and trying to look casual.

"Hi, Mom. What's up?"

To both siblings' immense relief, Sara Parrish grinned her crooked smile at them, and put her hands on her hips.

"What's up is that I wanted to know what all the noise was about. Were you tickling her, Dave? I don't think you've done that since you were ten. I thought you two made a truce about that."

Kelly, who had slid out from under her brother, tugged her shirt back down in what she hoped was a nonchalant manner.

"It was a treaty, actually."

It had been quite adorable, really. The young Parrish siblings had written up a document on their father's computer and signed it with an old fountain pen, in a ceremony attended by both parents and several stuffed animals, in which Dave agreed to stop taking advantage of his sister's extreme ticklishness, and Kelly agreed to stop making fun of Dave for his inability to watch scary movies (which stemmed from a movie about an axe murderer he'd watched alone in secret when he was far, far too young for it). Now, years later, Dave grinned sheepishly.

"We wrote it to last forever, but Dad said that a real treaty has a specific end date so you can revise it in the future, remember? So we rewrote it to last until 2010, which felt like a million years in the future. But that expiration date passed four months ago..."

Kelly looked at him and laughed genuinely, no longer having to put on a show of normality for their mother.

"So, what, you've been waiting all this time for the treaty to expire so you could tickle me?"

She curled up the tips of her fingers and lightly bapped her 'paw' across his face, a show of affection for felines similar to a soft punch to the shoulder among humans. He blushed and shrugged, his ears dipping back slightly.

"Actually, last week Danny wanted to know if I could find my old copy of Martha Goes to Mars so he could read it to his little cousin, and I found the treaty while I was looking through the box of our old books in the basement. I'd forgotten all about it, honestly."

"Is that so? Well, I guess you won't object if I tie you to a chair and make you watch The Ring, then, hmm?"

As Dave's smile evaporated, Kelly's eyes lit up.

"Oooh, and Caity collects horror movies, I can get a bunch from her! I bet you'd love the Dawn of the Dead remake they made a few years back! Ah, Danny. Remind me to thank that bunny for giving me this chance to bond with my brother over fine cinema."

At the door, Sara chuckled and shook her head.

"It always makes me smile to see my kittens playing nicely together. And you've gotten so close recently. Your father and I are both glad about that. Well, I've got to go check on supper, we're having salmon tonight, should be ready in half an hour. Just try to keep the noise down until then, okay?"

As their mother left, politely closing the door behind her, both siblings breathed a sigh of relief. Kelly immediately leapt to her feet and tiptoed over to the door, opening it a crack, as if to make sure that Sara wasn't standing outside with her ear pressed against it. Visibly relaxing as she closed the door and locked it, Kelly looked over at her brother and whispered the words that had been dancing through both of their minds since they'd noticed their audience.

"How much do you think she saw?"

He shrugged helplessly.

"I don't know. I don't think she saw the, uh, the crotch rubbing. And she was definitely there when I tried to kiss you, but if she noticed, wouldn't she have said something? Or, you know, freaked the fuck out?!"

Kelly rejoined him on the bed, running through the short conversation in her mind.

"You don't think that when she said it was nice to see us 'playing nicely together' that she meant..."

Dave actually laughed, shaking his head.

"No way. Mom doesn't approve of the topless ladies at the beach, she sure as hell isn't going to approve of her own children messing around with each other."

"She did finish by saying 'keep the noise down.' Maybe she's heard us?"

"Oh come on, Kelly, quit freaking yourself out. Contrary to those stories on the net you find so hilarious, parents are generally not pleased to discover that their offspring have been in each other's pants."

Kelly enjoyed reading incestuous porn stories online, at least partially because they were usually wildly different from the relationship she actually shared with her brother.

"Well, I guess if those stories aren't true, then that means I don't have to worry about her stealing you away from me."

Dave laughed again and threw his hands over his eyes dramatically.

"Gah! You cruel fiend! You horrible monster! How could you put that mental image in my head?! I thought you loved me!"

She took hold of his hands and pulled them away from his face, and he saw that she was kneeling in front of him, practically sitting in his lap, smiling her feline smile.

"You're right, big brother. I'm sorry, and I do love you. Twice. Let little sister make it up to you."

She kissed him and guided him down until he was lying on his back and she was lying on top of him. As he pulled his shirt off, she reached into his pants and took hold of him, giggling as she felt him grow in her hand, something she took great delight in doing whenever they started getting physical. He started kissing her throat and sliding his hands under her shirt to feel her breasts, whispering hoarsely as she shuddered;

"You think we have time for a quickie?"

This caused Kelly's eyes to bug open, and she groaned and reluctantly pushed her brother away. His ears pressed against the back of his head, and he involuntarily put on the Sad Kitten Eyes, something his sister was immune to, being a cat herself, but found endearing in him.

"What? What? Do I have bad breath?"

"Dammit, Davey, you got me all wet, and I'd love to fool around - but if we do it right before we go to dinner, then we'll both smell like sex and Mama will notice right away."

"Well, what if we have a quick shower after?"

"Come on, Davey, you know they'd ask us why we did that."

She couldn't help but grin at the amazingly crushed look on his face, leaning forward to hug him and scratch him behind the ears.

"Awww, poor kitty. Don't worry, we'll have plenty of free time after dinner, I promise."

He blushed and grinned slightly.

"Thanks, Kels."

They kissed, making sure to keep it short, lest they get carried away and forget Kelly's perfectly logical reason for abstaining. Dave slipped off the bed and sat down in front of his computer, poking at the mouse to make the darkened screen light up again.

"What are you doing, Davey?"

He spoke matter-of-factly as he opened up a browser and went to YouTube.

"I am going to watch videos of people being injured in amusing ways until I forget how much I want to tear your clothes off and ravish you, so that I don't have to go to dinner with an enormous hard-on."

Kelly laughed and decided to join him, and soon they were alternately wincing and laughing as hapless skaters of various species failed to land their elaborate jumps.

Dinner went fairly normally; unsurprisingly, all four Parrishes were quite fond of salmon. Alan, Dave and Kelly's father, had an amusing story about a friend from work. Sara expressed her opinion of an upcoming film, yet another high-budget remake based on something from the 80's. Kelly made her parents laugh with a story about the most recent time she'd been hanging out with her friends (leaving out the fact that they'd been drinking at the time). The conversation was casual and free-flowing. You'd never know from watching that two of the people at the table were hiding a secret of life-changing proportions.

A couple of hours later, Dave lay on his bed, talking on the phone to his friend Daniel, he who had inadvertently started the tickle plan in motion. As young men are wont to do, they were discussing video games.

"...So yeah, I hear the sequel's gonna fix it so the vehicles don't handle like bathtubs with wheels."

He heard his friend snort with amusement over the phone, along with an odd fur-on-fur rubbing sound. Daniel was a lop-eared rabbit, and Dave suspected he was playing with his long, dangling ears, something he did to keep his hands busy while he was on the phone.

"Thank God for that, remember the bit where the heavy choppers were chasing us and all we got was the little jeep? It's hard enough to aim that piece of crap they call a rocket launcher without the car bouncing and fishtailing all over the place."

"Actually, they said they were gonna work on the aiming too."

Dan laughed, and Dave could picture the appropriately lopsided smile that appeared on his friend's face when he was truly amused.

"It's like they had a bug in my room while we were playing. Nice. Glad to hear it, though, that game was fun as hell on co-op, even if the cars were a little busted."

"I know, right? I've even played it with Kelly a few times."

Laughter came through the phone's speaker once more.

"No shit, you played with your little sister? I thought she hated games like that."

Not that Dave was going to tell him everything, but the truth was that it had actually been Kelly's idea; after they'd discovered their feelings for each other she'd found him playing one day and asked if she could join him, much to his surprise, in an effort to spend more time with him. Dave started to give a TV-edited version of the story to his friend, when he heard his door being unlocked from the outside. His sister quickly entered the room and locked the door behind her, the enormous smile on her face making her intentions obvious.

Maybe her ears were burning.

Dave trailed off mid-sentence as Kelly silently pulled her shirt over her head; uncharacteristically, she wasn't wearing a bra. Soon her shirt and shorts sat in a heap on her brother's floor, and she sat on her brother's bed, clad only in her panties, already purring lightly as she stretched up the bed and lay down next to him, her eyes narrowed and locked onto his.

"...Uh, listen, Danny, I'm gonna have to call you back. Something's, ah, come up."

"Sure thing, Dave. Don't forget to come online tonight. Those aliens aren't going to kill themselves, eh? Talk to you later."

"Bye."

Dave pressed the red button on his cell and ended the call, then pressed it again and held it down to turn the phone off for good measure. Finally, he turned to his sister, finding her warm smile and bedroom eyes infectious.

"Hello, little sister."

She leaned over and snuggled against him, rubbing her cheek against his chest and sighing contentedly.

"I don't know how you were able to carry on a conversation, Davey, you've been the elephant in my mind since dinner."

He chuckled. It was an old joke. When they were kids, their uncle Carl had taken great delight in playing No Elephants Allowed, in which he told the children that it was of vital importance that they not think of elephants; naturally, telling them not to think of something made it the only thing they could think of. Dave's mind was pulled right back from childhood nostalgia as Kelly made herself comfortable lying right on top of him, and leaned down to press her lips against his.

For a few minutes, they kissed like that, she nearly naked, he fully clothed; just enjoying the taste of each other. Then they broke it off to nuzzle against each other, their purring increasing in volume. Kelly took hold of her brother's fly and slowly undid the zipper.

"Mmmm, I've wanted you all afternoon, Davey. I can't wait to get these clothes off you."

She looked at her brother in mock surprise as she grasped his penis and discovered he was only at half-mast, shaking her head and clicking her tongue in disappointment.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're not even hard yet. Is the magic gone, love? Don't I do it for you anymore? I thought you liked my chest."

She arched her back to emphasize this last point, not-at-all-subtly leaning her bust towards his face. He made her giggle by quickly licking her nipples and winking at her.

"You know I love your boobs, Kels. I just know how much you love to feel me get hard, is all."

While of course Dave didn't really have any control over his own rate of erection, he was right; as her brother's lengthening penis twitched and quivered, separated from her warm grip only by the thin material of his boxers, Kelly's smile widened, and her purring grew decidedly louder. She leaned down and nuzzled her cheek against his hard-on, which was by now creating an obvious tent in his underwear.

"That's right, Davey. Get nice and big for your little sister. Oh, God, I need you so bad..."

She took hold of her brother's hand and gently placed it inside her panties, pressing him against her hot, moist slit. She felt him shudder slightly, even as she had the same reaction, as his fingers came into contact with her labia. She leaned in towards his ears and took advantage of his weakness for talking dirty.

"Can you feel how wet I am, big brother? It's all because of you. You're so mean, you know. I was waiting in my room for you to come and make love to me, and you never came. I almost went crazy! Ooooh, it was so hard not to touch myself. And then I had to go and find you after all. And you call yourself a gentleman. Feel my poor flower, Davey. It's so wet and needy. I need to feel you inside me, big brother, I need it! Please make it feel better, Davey, please?"

As his fingers pressed between her lips and found her love tunnel soaking wet, Dave shivered. He was aware of his weakness to hearing her talk like that. She was playing him like a well-tuned guitar, and he knew it. That didn't make it any less effective. He whimpered with need as he felt her clench her love muscles down on his probing fingers.

"God damn, Kelly, it's not like you need to convince me, knock it off before you make me blow my load in my boxers!"

She giggled at this; she took great delight in being able to make him crazy with desire for her.

Dave reluctantly removed his hand from his sister's loins and yanked his jeans the rest of the way off, followed by his boxers. This was, of course, after he exaggeratedly licked her fluids off his fingers, making her smile appreciatively. While he pulled his shirt off, she took hold of his manhood, grasping it with both hands and leaning in close like a selfish child with a new toy, placing a chaste kiss on the tight skin on its head.

"Hello, Little Dave. Remember me?"

Dave gave her a Look, which she totally ignored.

"Do you remember how I said I didn't want you to nickname my parts?"

"Don't you listen to him, Little Dave. He's just cranky because he hasn't gotten any in three whole days."

"Kelly, I -"

She interrupted him, acting as though her brother's penis had carried its half of the conversation.

"I know! It's unbelievable! We live in the same house and we've still been too busy to make time together all weekend."

"Really, now, stop talking to my-"

"Awww, that's sweet. I've missed you too."

Dave couldn't help but smile and shake his head in defeat as she nuzzled against his unit, exaggerated smile on her face.

"So, should I leave you two alone?"

"Nah, feel free to join in."

But before he could, well, do anything, she ran her tongue along his shaft and traced the underside of his glans with the tip of a claw. From there, she moved quickly, stimulating each of his erection's most sensitive areas in exactly the way that most affected him, moving between them without giving him time to prepare or get used to it. Suddenly, he reached down and grabbed onto her hand, ceasing her fun, as he throbbed in her grip and a single drop of pre emerged from the tip of his cock.

"S-stop, Kelly! I need you so bad - I thought you needed me so bad - but if you keep that up, I'm gonna lose it before we - before I even get inside you!"

He looked genuinely distressed, and he was trembling with the effort to resist the pleasure. Kelly smiled her most feline smile (that is to say, mischievous and sneaky) and casually brought her other hand around to trace his urethra along his shaft with a claw, the sharp tip just barely making contact with the skin, enough to tingle, not enough to hurt.

"A girl can change her mind, can't she? Come on, Davey, I promise I'll make it good for you, and we can go all the way after you recover. You know you always last longer the second time anyway."

She lightly picked up the drop of pre with her finger and spread it onto the head of his aching cock, like it was some kind of lotion. He shook his head and groaned.

"Dammit, Kelly, you just want to watch me come, and you know it."

She giggled at this, and made no effort to deny it. It was absolutely true; since they'd first hooked up, she'd developed a delighted fascination with watching her brother ejaculate, seeing it as visual confirmation of the pleasure only she brought him. She gave him a pouty look, trying mostly successfully to hide her amusement.

"Awww. So I want to watch you shoot your cream, Davey, is that so much to ask? You know it'll feel so good. Please?"

She leaned down and started licking the end of his unit with the very tip of her tongue, as if he were a lollipop, looking up at him with those big brown eyes. Dave shivered and laughed softly at the same time.

"I wonder if any other girls ask their boyfriends if they can beat them off so politely. Fine, fine, you win."

She was positively beaming as she started stroking up and down his shaft.

"Thanks, Davey."

Dave leaned back and made himself comfortable while his sister went back to seeking out all his weak points and stimulating them in just the right way, causing him to writhe and twitch under her practiced touch.

"G-Goddamn, Kelly... your hands are so soft..."

"You just need to moisturize, big brother."

While Dave continued fighting the pleasure, she moved her free hand down to his scrotum, and gave it a gentle squeeze, eliciting a visible shudder up and down his spine.

"Aw, fuck... not gonna last much longer..."

"Do it, Davey, it's okay."

Even as she continued stroking and teasing his manhood, she was kneading and massaging his sac, gently rolling his testicles around her palm. It wasn't very long at all before he shuddered violently and his whole body went rigid, his upper body curling down slightly as he was finally overtaken by his orgasm.

"Oh fuck, K-Kelly!"

He punctuated his cry by moaning with pleasure, while his penis began to throb in his sister's hand, sending spurt after spurt of hot seed out onto his stomach. As his climax continued, Kelly watched, eyes narrow, smile very, very wide. She loved it when he said her name as he came. She whispered praise to her brother as he came, as though he were a pet who had successfully performed a trick for her.

"That's it, good boy, come for your sister, let it all out, good boy..."

He shook under her, his breath coming out in ragged grunts, warm cream pooling around his navel. Kelly held him tight, feeling his penis spasming in her hand as she stroked and stroked, continuing until he was totally spent.

While Dave lay there, purring loudly and breathing heavily, trying to get his heartbeat under control, Kelly moved up beside him and kissed his cheek, snuggling against his side.

"You always put on a good show when we haven't done anything in a few days. That was an awful lot of cream, Davey."

He gave her a tired smile and licked her nose.

"Don't think you're getting out of sex, Kels, I've got reserves."

Kelly was also purring herself, though obviously not as loudly as her brother, though it was obvious even now that some way, somehow, the rhythm of their purring was exactly synchronized, something neither of them had even known was possible before they'd first made love, the day they'd admitted they felt more for each other than simple lust. As a relaxing Dave watched, a grinning Kelly slipped her soaked panties down her thighs and off her feet and tail.

"Mmm, gonna tease my nose again? I'm not sure it works if I just came."

He was referring to the love he had for her private scent; a few times in the past she'd teased him by leaving him a pair of her underwear especially soaked in her love juice, making them extra-fragrant and leaving him unable to think about anything except her. But she shook her head and leaned over his body.

"Nah, I just wanted to get this before it got all congealed and gross, I don't want it rubbing against me when you recover."

He laughed as she began mopping up his cooling sperm with her underwear. Once the initial amusement wore off, though, he gave her a serious look.

"You're not gonna wear those out of here, are you? Yeah, that's super kinky and kind of hot, but I don't want my come anywhere near your pussy, Kelly. I don't want you getting pregnant."

Kelly blushed ever-so-slightly towards the end of his statement; it was an interesting contradiction Dave had noticed in his lover, that as much as she loved having sex and sharing her body with him, she was still embarrassed by certain words and labels, 'pussy' among them. It was why she used words like 'flower' to refer to her genitals. She quickly shook it off, though, and patted his arm reassuringly.

"Relax, I wouldn't do anything that nasty anyway. I'll just go commando when I head back to my room, and toss these in the laundry on the way. Hey, I'll bet that takes you back."

He snorted in amusement. Before they'd gotten together, he'd picked up the unsavoury habit of masturbating with stolen pairs of her underwear. The way their unique relationship had started in the first place, the day she realized he had the same physical feelings for her that she did for him, was when she discovered a pair of her panties in the laundry room, glistening with his seed.

"Har dee har har. Thanks for the clean-up, now get over here and kiss me, you silly girl."

She turned the underwear inside out (to keep his semen from staining the carpet) and dropped it on his floor, then promptly climbed on top of him, kissing her brother tenderly as their tails rubbed against each other, like old friends reunited after a long separation.

For a while, the pair just lay there, enjoying the sensation of fur-on-fur, skin-against-skin, Kelly resting her head on the white star over Dave's heart, the only bright spot in his sea of ebon fur. Morphic felines, like their feral counterparts, deeply enjoyed napping, and had the ability to do so at any time of the day, no matter if they'd been out all night or if they'd just woken up from 'real' sleep. On the one hand, this had given them an (arguably) undeserved reputation for being lazy, but on the other, it was a great way to express intimacy with another person. Dave and Kelly lay half-dozing on the bed, nude as the day they were born, totally comfortable with each other.

Eventually Dave stretched himself out and wrapped his arm around Kelly, hugging her against him.

"You know, Kels, I've been thinking a lot about college lately..."

His sister opened her eyes and frowned at him.

"Aww, come on, Davey, I was enjoying the moment."

"Don't you think we should talk about it? It's important, Kelly, this is our future."

In point of fact, Kelly greatly disliked discussing college because of the simple fact that Dave was older than she was. This meant that he would go off to college a full two years before she did, necessitating a prolonged separation, one which would be even longer if they didn't end up going to the same school. She grabbed her ears and shook her head.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! I hereby declare this room a future-free zone. No such discussions will be tolerated."

Ordinarily he'd have laughed at that, but this wasn't her first attempt to dodge this conversation.

"Dammit, Kelly, ignoring it isn't going to make it go away!"

She let go of her ears, which promptly flattened themselves against the back of her skull, and pouted at him. Dave was a little taken aback, he'd been expecting more anger, not this.

"I know that, Davey, I just don't like thinking that you'll probably go off to college, meet some girl you can actually tell people you love, some girl you can kiss in public, and leave me forever."

Genuinely taken aback, it took Dave a moment to get his thoughts in order. Then, naturally, he decided to be clever about it.

"I - I... wait, hang on a minute here, why are you focusing on me? It's not like anyone would know you were cheating on someone if you met a guy after I left and -"

"No! Never! I love you too much to ever do that to you, Davey! Why do you think I'm so upset about this?!"

Her claws were out, her tail was whipping from side to side, and there was a furious look in her eyes. Before his sister could explode into the violent rage of a woman hypothetically scorned, Dave leaned over and patted her on the shoulder, seemingly ignoring her incensed state.

"And how exactly do you think I feel about you? Remember the Australia speech?"

That gave her pause, and she sniffed in amusement, shook her head, and visibly relaxed, retracting her claws and lowering her hackles. 'The Australia speech' was something Dave had said on the day they admitted they were actually in love. Kelly had been extremely upset, because while having sex with your sibling for fun wasn't exactly a universal activity, actually falling for them romantically was something altogether different, something totally unacceptable to the world at large. But Dave had sworn to her that he didn't care what the world thought about it, that they would find a way to be together in peace. Arbitrarily picking the first far-off location he could think of, he'd suggested that perhaps they could move to Australia, where no one would know them and they could live as man and wife instead of brother and sister. That was still part of their overall plan, though of course they'd accept anywhere that they could live in peace, it didn't have to be Down Under. Once the nostalgia had passed, he continued.

"I'd never cheat on you or leave you for another girl, and you know that."

He made a concerted effort not to look smug as he made his point.

"...But I bet it felt really good to hear me say that. Reassuring and stuff. Do you see what I mean, Kels? How long was that eating away at you? We need to talk about this stuff. I thought it was supposed to be the dude in a relationship who's bad at communicating."

"Okay, okay, you win, Davey. We'll talk about college. But can we not do it right now? I mean, we're naked, for starters... and I believe there was something you wanted to do first."

Dave smiled wide enough to show off his well-polished molars as Kelly repositioned herself, leaning back against the foot of the bed and spreading her legs. He tossed her a pillow to put under her back and crawled towards her, moving like a stalking panther, his gleefully wiggling tail somewhat spoiling the effect.

"You make a compelling argument for talking later, sis. You should try out for the debate team."

As he leaned down and gave her treasures a wide lick with his tongue, she giggled even as she began to purr.

"I somehow doubt the debate team would approve of this particular tactic."

She reached down into her shorts, lying next to the bed, and retrieved a condom, casually tossing it to her brother. Acknowledging it with a grin, he placed his free hand on his penis and continued licking her, just barely stimulating himself, and soon he was hard enough to put the rubber on. Sliding it down his length, he discarded the wrapper and moved forward to embrace his sister, kissing her briefly before looking down so he could see what he was doing. To Kelly's great surprise, he did not immediately push into her, instead sliding the plastic-wrapped head of his member up and down along her slit.

"Oh, dammit Davey, not this again..."

Her brother, cheerful smile on his face, silently continued to trace her opening up and down.

"Come on, Davey, why do you always want to hear me ask for it?"

"Humour me, gorgeous."

She gave him a look, but couldn't help smiling.

"Fine, fine, you win, you perv. Please fuck me, please, I need it so bad!"

Her smile hadn't entirely disappeared, revealing that she'd been exaggerating her lust, but those words still sent shivers down Dave's spine. As he granted her request and pushed forward, feeling his sister's familiar warmth welcoming him home, he kissed her on the cheek and whispered his appreciation in her ear.

"Thanks, love. Really gets my motor running."

Both Parrishes let out relieved sighs as Dave began the slow, rhythmic thrusting they liked to start things out with. Kelly, as usual, lifted her legs and wrapped them around her brother as though trapping him there, her purring growing louder by the minute.

"Mmmm, I've missed this, Davey. Feel so full..."

"I was dreaming about this, Kels, going into withdrawal... oh God, I could stay like this forever."

She pulled his face to hers and they kissed again, starting out casual, but increasing in urgency as the stimulation began to affect the siblings. The angle at which he was pushing into his sister meant that Dave's scrotum bounced gently against Kelly's pubis with each thrust. If they were human, the naked flesh would have made a slightly wet slapping, but the fuzzy coating of extremely short fur muffled the sound almost entirely. Dave moved one of his hands, which were currently on the back of Kelly's neck, tangling themselves in her long brown hair, to play with her chest, squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples. Kelly broke off the kiss with a giggle and squeezed her legs, pressing her brother tighter against her.

"Mmm... harder, Davey, harder!"

This surprised Dave, who was in general a little overcautious when they were in bed, much preferring to be tender and gentle. Admittedly, at least part of this was Dave's well-documented romantic streak; he preferred tenderly 'making love' to Kelly over wildly 'fucking' her. Still, he was nothing if not obliging, so he grinned and increased the strength of his thrusts. Kelly let out a sound that was about halfway between a moan and a laugh.

"You like that, sis?"

She leaned in and gently bit down on his shoulder, bringing a quiet groan to her brother's lips and a shiver down his spine; felines enjoyed a little bit of pain to spice up their pleasure.

"I love it, Davey - ah! - like I love you."

Growling hungrily, he recaptured her mouth and kissed her roughly. He could never get enough of the sensation of being enveloped in Kelly's warmth, feeling her folds rippling along his length as she quivered in pleasure. He felt something brush his stomach and broke off the kiss, looking down; Kelly had snaked a hand down to their joining, squeezing and stroking her clitoris, something Dave normally took great delight in doing while they made love.

"Shit, sorry, Kels, I - I got distracted - ohh! - y-you want me to take over?"

"No it's - it's okay, Davey, just don't stop..."

As he made a particularly deep thrust, she arched her back and groaned, a sound which increased in volume as Dave took advantage of the fact that her motion had thrust her chest into his face, and took a nipple into his mouth. She placed one hand on the bed behind her to hold her in that position, and the other on the back of Dave's head, to encourage his nimble tongue.

"Ooooh, big brother..."

With Kelly holding herself in place for him, Dave moved both his hands to the bed, as if he was doing push-ups, to give him better leverage as he continued to thrust. It wasn't long before he felt himself approaching the brink, and he released her breast to warn her.

"Kelly... not gonna last m-much longer... you close?"

"S-slow down a little, Davey, I wanna go with you."

As much as he wanted to go crazy and finish himself off quickly, he nodded and reduced his speed, moving his mouth to her other teat to continue where he left off. Kelly's busy hand, now soaked in her own juices, frantically frigged across her love button, desperate to catch up to her fraternal lover. The siblings exchanged a glance that spoke volumes, and Dave slowed down still further, desperately holding back the flood of pleasure which was building up inside him, whimpering quietly as he did so.

"Ohhh, I know you need it real bad, big brother, just... just hang on a little longer, I'm almost there with you..."

She kept up her frenzied masturbation, rubbing over every part of her throbbing clit, and just when Dave thought he was going to die if he didn't get relief soon, she gasped and threw both her hands around him, hugging him tight, her hips thrusting back against him as her whole body shuddered, her vagina clamping down on him, the soft walls rippling and massaging every part of his rod, and surprising him into the orgasm he'd been denying himself.

"Oh fuck! I'm coming, Kelly, I'm coming!"

He closed his eyes and moaned as they climaxed together, rolling them onto their sides so he could grab her butt with both hands, pulling her against him and pushing as deep into her warmth as he could, while his penis throbbed and twitched once more inside her velvet heat, painting the inside of the condom with jets of hot sperm. They shivered, gasped and moaned their way through a pair of terrific orgasms, and soon the only sounds in the room were their heavy breathing and their perfectly synchronized purring.

After they somewhat reluctantly separated and Dave had disposed of the condom, they lay there for a while, gazing into each others' eyes and enjoying the afterglow, hands knitted together between them. When they finally broke the silence, their words were quiet, relaxed.

"That was a pretty good one, Kels."

She nuzzled against him, grinning.

"Mmmm, tell me about it. Was it worth the wait?"

"You always are, sis."

She giggled and licked his nose. He winked at her.

"So, does this make up for Wednesday?"

In the middle of the previous week, Kelly had graciously offered to give her brother head, and he had warned her of his impending orgasm almost too late to do anything about it; although she managed to get him out of her mouth before he lost it, she'd taken a shot of come to the chin, and another two landed on her favourite shirt. She had been none too pleased about that, and Dave still suspected that the only reason she hadn't made him lick it off was that they were in her room, where she could change her shirt before anyone else could see.

"Hmmm. Well, I'm still not gonna trust you in my mouth for a while - this is your second offence, after all - but I forgive you."

"Glad to hear it."

Leaning forward, he kissed her on the forehead. Then his expression changed slightly; his smile didn't get any smaller, but his eyes grew quite a bit softer.

"I love you twice, Kelly."

She returned the romantic expression, and the sentiment, right away.

"And I love you twice, Davey."

They kissed briefly, then rolled onto their backs and stretched like tired ferals. Kelly gave her brother an amused sideways glance.

"So, not that I'm keeping score or anything... but we're still uneven."

"Are we?"

"Mmm, yes. You owe me an orgasm, big brother."

"Do I?"

He got up on all fours and exaggeratedly licked his lips as Kelly enticingly opened her legs for the second time that evening.

"Well, I guess I'd better even things up, then."

Kelly giggled as he lowered his head between her knees, giggles which soon turned into sighs of contentment, and moans of pleasure after that.

That wasn't the last thing the sibling lovers did that day, but the rest of the night was somewhat inconsequential to this story. Suffice to say, that night when they finally turned in, it was in the same bed, in Kelly's room this time. Having sated their primal lusts earlier, they were sleeping together in the chaste sense of the term, merely enjoying the presence of the person they loved the most as they drifted off to sleep.

And so it was that several hours later, in the pitch black of the night, Kelly Parrish suddenly sat bolt upright in her bed, letting out a cry that was a combination of a sob and the word 'no'. She sat there, bleary eyes confused by the sudden darkness, rattled mind trying to make sense of what was happening. Her eyes recovered first; being a cat, they adjusted to the dark much faster than a human's would have, even if she didn't share her brother's near-perfect night vision. She calmed down rapidly after that. She was in her own house, in her own room, and the dreadful things she'd just experienced were figments of her imagination. She looked down at the slumbering form of her lover, lying next to her, still fast asleep. Dave was a much heavier sleeper than his sister, so while his nightmares tended to wake her up, the reverse was not true. Wiping the tears from the fur around her eyes, Kelly decided to let him sleep. Neither of them liked bothering the other after they'd had a bad dream, but while Kelly was usually awake to insist that Dave share his troubles, again, the reverse was not true. As she lay down again, snuggling her back against her brother, smiling slightly as he automatically embraced her in his sleep, she decided to act on what she had seen in the dream when she awoke again in the morning, just to make sure.

As it happened, she nearly forgot her decision in the groggy mess of waking up, but she inexplicably recalled it while having a bowl of cereal and watching reruns of one of her mother's old favourites on TV. It wasn't the best time to implement her plan, of course, given that both of her parents were around, but she was calm; it wasn't like she had a deadline, and it was inevitable that she and Dave would find a little time alone. So she grinned and continued eating her Mini-Wheats, the sound of mid-nineties sitcoms providing a nice background of white noise for the morning.

A few hours later, after showering, getting dressed, and texting with her friends for a solid thirty minutes, Kelly wandered down the stairs and nearly bumped into her brother as he walked out of the bathroom. She smiled silently as she felt him cop a feel of her butt as she brushed past him. Resisting the urge to kiss him right there and then, Kelly walked past him into the living room, where the TV was already on, displaying a pause menu superimposed over one of Dave's first-person shooters. He turned to follow, looking around to reassure him of their privacy, and placed his hands on his sister's shoulders, kissing the back of her neck and whispering into her ear, his voice low and sensual.

"I always forget how good your hair smells. I like to think it's not the conditioner. And just look at this outfit! You know it makes me crazy when you wear skirts, mmmm... And are those stockings? Pour moi? Is it my birthday again already?"

Kelly giggled and pulled away from him just as his hands began to slip lower, bapping him in the face with the tip of her tail as she did so.

"Relax, Davey, we don't need to jump each other the second we meet. But thanks, it's nice to feel wanted."

She sat down on the couch and held up a foot, wiggling her toes, hidden from sight by white cloth.

"Besides, these are just knee socks, not stockings, silly boy."

As Dave watched, she happily picked up the remote and flipped the TV over to the cable signal, dismissing the video game without a second thought.

"You know, I was playing in here."

"Yes, and now we're watching TMZ."

He groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Oh come on, Kelly, not that crap. It's like drinking a tabloid through your eyes."

"You don't drink tabloids, silly Davey."

Dave recognized this mood of course; she would be just as unrelenting in her cheerfulness as she would be in her determination to get her way. An odd combination, to say the least. He sighed and turned away to leave, only to feel a tug on his tail. Looking over his shoulder, he saw that Kelly had caught him by the fuzzy appendage, and before he could even ask, she started rubbing it with both hands.

"I would be ever so happy if you could join me, Davey."

"Tail massage, sis? Really?"

She wordlessly continued to knead and rub, smoothing out the kinks and aches in her brother's tail, and Dave felt himself beginning to purr deep inside. Sighing in resignation, but internally amused at how easily this amazing woman could coerce him, he sat down on the couch next to her and casually threw his arm around her, squeezing her opposite shoulder as the trashy celebrity news program began.

As the credits scrolled up the screen, the Parrishes continued discussing the show. By now, they had switched roles, and Dave was massaging his sister's tail. A video ran alongside the names that no one ever read, showing a celebrity nearly catching her own tail in the door of her car in her obvious haste to get away from the annoying man with the microphone.

"Man, I would just love to punch one of these guys in the face. Same thing with paparazzis."

"Oh come on, Davey, they're just doing their job."

"Right in the face, umph!"

As he mimed a rather exaggerated right cross, Kelly giggled. After a moment, a thoughtful expression spread across her features.

"Isn't 'paparazzi' one of those words that's the same when it's plural?"

"Well, whatever. I would punch the paparazzi in the face, then."

Kelly snickered and brought up the cable guide with the press of a button to see what else was on. Dave took advantage of her distraction to sneak his hand up the length of her tail, under her skirt, and had just slipped a finger into the hole in the back of Kelly's panties, shaped for the tails of certain morphic species, when she jumped up with a yelp and swatted his hand away.

"Davey!"

He flashed her the Cute Kitty Face, the kind that is described in emoticons using a three instead of a closing bracket.

"What?"

She gave him a Look that said it all: Watch it, mister. Completely undeterred, he boldly moved his hands from her well-rubbed tail to her legs, sliding his palms up her thighs towards the Promised Land.

"Hey!"

Lifting one hand, he lightly pushed her back, swiftly moving atop her, his grin wide enough to show off his molars.

"What's gotten into you today, Davey?"

He nuzzled against her cheek as he slid his hand onto the joining of her legs, squeezing her treasures through her panties.

"The important question is, what's about to get into you, little sister."

He squeezed her again, his thumb rubbing gently against the fabric covering her clitoris, quickly moving to kiss her as she moaned. She returned the kiss for a few seconds, but when he slipped a finger under the elastic waistband of her underwear, she pulled her mouth away from him and pushed against his chest, hard, her voice full of frustration.

"No, no, we can't do this, stop it, Davey!"

He was obviously disappointed, but he immediately backed off, letting her scoot away from him to lean against the other end of the couch.

"What's wrong, sis?"

Kelly straightened her skirt, trying very hard to ignore the warmth she was feeling in her lower body, not to mention the loud purring she hadn't yet gotten under control.

"Gah, we can't just do it right here on the couch, Davey!"

He couldn't help but respond in a mischievous way, it was his nature.

"Why not? The blinds are all closed and we've got the house to ourselves, what's wrong with a little front room fucking?"

He reached towards her with a lecherous grin.

"I know you want it too."

Without missing a beat, she swatted his hand away and sniffed dismissively.

"Come on, Davey, Mommy and Daddy aren't here right now, but they're around! Maybe they're at the store, maybe they're down the street, maybe they're in front of the house right now, and they'd hear us if we got too loud. Yeah, I wanna fool around, but not here!"

Dave sighed, ears swivelling back, shoulders sagging, but he nodded, the wisdom of her words finally overpowering the haze of hormones congesting his mind. Seeing the disappointment written over every part of her lover's body language, Kelly's eyes softened and she smiled at him.

"Just give it time, big brother, they'll leave us alone before too long. And there's no reason we can't go upstairs and get some privacy..."

That certainly perked him back up.

The door to Kelly's room swung open with some force behind it, the doorknob would have left a small dent in the wall were it not for the rubber dealie placed there for exactly that purpose. Neither sibling noticed, of course, as their minds were just as absorbed in each other as their hands and mouths. Dave blindly kicked the door closed, taking his left hand off his sister's shapely rear for exactly the amount of time it took to reach over and turn the lock. Kelly broke away from her lover's embrace and climbed onto the bed, pulling her shirt off and dropping onto all fours, growling at Dave alluringly. To her surprise, instead of pouncing on her, he gently applied pressure to her side. Wanting to see where he was going, she bemusedly allowed herself to be pushed over onto her back, bracing herself against the bed with her elbows and lifting her knees enough that her panties showed. Dave's feral grin revealed that this was perfect for him, and Kelly only understood when he got down on his knees and pushed his head under her skirt without any warning whatsoever, chastely kissing his sister's most sensitive parts through her underwear before ever-so-carefully taking the fabric between his teeth and tugging. Kelly giggled uncontrollably, her cheeks burning with a feeling somewhere between embarrassment and arousal as her brother pulled her panties down her thighs with his teeth, winking at her once his eyes emerged from underneath her skirt. She moved her legs to aid him, and reached down to get one side un-stuck from the top of her sock when it became stubborn, and soon he sat up straight, his expression triumphant, her underwear hanging from his mouth like some kind of trophy. Tossing it aside (after taking a moment to sniff at one of his favourite scents in the world), he pulled his own shirt off and lay down beside her, snaking his hand back up her leg to cup the area he'd just uncovered, teasing a finger along her slit and feeling the damp warmth spreading into his fur.

"Oooh, you really liked that, huh Kels? You're wet already. Man, I love it when you're all randy, I can't wait to get inside you..."

With one hand he was undoing his belt and struggling with his fly; with the other, he was teasing her further, dipping his fingertips into her wetness. Just when he was about to start genuinely fingering her, she placed a hand on his wrist and stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Davey... I, uh... I was wondering if we could try... something different today..."

Removing his hand from his sister's genitals, Dave finally got his pants off, pushing them onto the floor as he smiled his most charming grin.

"Sure thing, Kelly. What did you have in mind?"

Kelly looked away and fiddled with her skirt, the small, quick movements of her tail behind her signalling to Dave that she was especially embarrassed all of a sudden.

_ Odd, that. Kelly hasn't been this embarrassed to talk about sex in a while now. Wonder what's up._

He just sat there and tried to look understanding and reassuring. Kelly slipped her skirt off and sat there in her bra and socks, an oddly appealing visual, but continued to avoid eye contact.

"Well, you know, we don't always have to, to do it the, uh, the regular way, you know? We could always do it the - the other way, you know, th-the way we've never tried before."

Her tail was even more agitated than before, like a fuzzy brown snake having a seizure. Dave felt bad that he had to ask.

"What do you mean, 'the other way'?"

She briefly looked over at him, her ears down, a distraught look in her eyes. Then she looked down at her hands and toyed with her fingers.

"Umm, you know, the - the way that two people can make love that we've never tried before. It's not like there's anything wrong with it..."

"What, like, a new position or something?"

She let out a sound about halfway between a whine and a whimper.

"Oh come on, Davey!"

"I'm sorry, Kelly, but this isn't me making you say something that makes you blush because it's hot, this is me not having any idea what you're talking about."

"Okay, okay..."

She took a deep breath, visibly collecting herself. Dave briefly wondered if she was about to ask him to do something weird, like pissing on her.

"I was wondering, Davey, if we could... if..."

Cursing under her breath, Kelly closed her eyes and forced it out.

"...if we could try anal."

Dave stared blankly, unable to comprehend the words his sister had just spoken; while his mind was "rebooting", Kelly yelped and covered her face with her hands, groaning in mortification.

"Ohmigawd I can't believe I said it..."

Dave instinctively tried to be reassuring, but it was difficult with the state of his mental faculties.

"H-hey, it's okay, Kelly, people, ah, do that all the time. You don't have to be embarrassed about it."

Kelly peeked out from between two of her fingers.

"Sure I do, I just asked someone to - to do me in the butt! I'd like to see you do that and not get embarrassed!"

He patted her on the back sympathetically.

"It's okay, Kelly. It's no problem, but why are you -"

"I'm just curious, okay! Do we really have to get into that? Jeez, I wish I'd never brought it up. I thought you were into that anyway."

"What do you mean?"

"You remember, the first time you - you went down on me, I'd tried to get condoms so we could go all the way, but Mama came with me to the pharmacy. And you suggested that we..."

She trailed off. Dave could practically hear her blushing.

"Yeah, I remember that, but, uh... try to look at the big picture, Kels. I was a virgin with a thing for his sister, and despite the ridiculous odds, found out she was into me too. Then, just when I thought I was about to consummate that relationship, I learn we don't have any protection and can't do it the, er, straightforward way. I was just desperate, is all."

She looked oddly crushed, so he quickly added on to that statement.

"B-but that's no reason we can't do it, it's not like I hate it or anything! I'm willing to give it a try if you are."

Still clearly embarrassed, she glanced up at him and smiled slightly.

"Thanks, Davey."

He leaned over to hug her and give her a kiss on the cheek, but inside, Dave was still put off. Kelly was making an awful lot of effort to force herself to suggest something that clearly made her uncomfortable. He'd known his sister literally all her life, going back to before he could even remember, and this was not the way she usually handled such things. She'd simply wait and consider the matter until she was comfortable bringing it up. Something was up, but he couldn't read any obvious problems from her, just embarrassment. He would be keeping a close eye on her, that's for sure.

Soon, Dave stood up to ditch his pants, and Kelly took off her bra, though she left the knee-highs on at her brother's suggestion, giggling about it and seeming much more herself. As his lover got on all fours and wiggled her butt at him teasingly, Dave suddenly felt a little self-conscious.

"So, do we have to do anything special, or...?"

She settled back, sitting on her legs, and patted the bed beside her.

"Don't work about it, Davey. I, uh, made myself all nice and clean for you earlier, and you don't even need to wear a condom."

As he climbed onto the bed with her, she glanced down to his parts and giggled again, turning around to face him while reaching forward to take his limp manhood in hand.

"Wakey wakey, little guy!"

"...If you've got to talk to it, please don't call it little."

She began to squeeze and knead his soft flesh.

"Well, if he doesn't want to be called little, then he'll just have to get big."

Dave shivered as his sister's tender ministrations had their usual effect on him, and he began to twitch and grow in her soft grip.

"See? That's much better!"

Soon he was at full pride, and she released him after one last fond squeeze. Then she resumed her former position, lifting her tail and inviting him in, though he noted she didn't move as quickly as she normally did, almost seemed reluctant. He really couldn't get a handle on her behaviour.

Maybe she's just having a weird day. Better be supportive.

"Alright, sis, just relax, we'll take this slow. Do you have any lube or anything?"

"N-no, but in the videos I've seen, they usually just use spit and it seems to be fine."

He felt a little silly doing so, but Dave went with the flow, and spat into his hand, smearing his own saliva up and down his length until it was nice and shiny, then he slowly reached forward, towards the spot where Kelly's tail joined the rest of her body. He'd never interacted with this part of another person before, so he was hesitant, but soon he took a deep breath and pressed his fingers against his sister's anus. She immediately shuddered at the contact, and he felt her beginning to tense up as he rubbed the spit into her 'other entrance'. He resisted the urge to say 'here goes nothing', and leaned forward, lining up the head of his erection with her back door. He heard a sharp intake of breath from his sister as their flesh came together, and he paused long enough to reassure her.

"This'll probably be easier if you're not all tense like that, Kels. It'll be okay, you just say the word and we stop."

She wordlessly nodded, continuing to look straight ahead. With that, he began to push forward.

At first, nothing happened, he just felt increasing pressure against the tip of his unit. He wondered if he had missed, it felt like he was trying to push through solid skin. Just when he was considering backing off, he felt the stubborn muscle part before him, and his penis began to slide into his sister's rear. Kelly yelped as he pushed into her, and she automatically clenched down on him, neatly trapping the head within her.

"Oh God, wait, wait! It hurts, Davey!"

He stopped pushing forward, but she was trembling and he could still feel her sphincter clamping down on him. He leaned forward and began to rub her back, scratching her right between the shoulder blades.

"It's okay, Kelly. Just try to relax."

He could feel the tension in the muscles in her back, but she curtly nodded and began breathing slow and deep, and soon he felt the deathgrip on his member relaxing. At about the same time, Kelly visibly relaxed, her shoulders dropping with relief.

"It - it doesn't hurt anymore..."

It was difficult to tell which one was more relieved; Kelly, because she wasn't in pain, or Dave, because he wasn't causing pain to the woman he loved.

"Maybe we're doing it wrong, do you want to stop?"

She started to look back at him over her shoulder, but stopped, then shook her head.

"...No, we've just started, maybe it gets better later. Keep going."

"You sure?"

"Keep going, Davey."

A little bit apprehensive, Dave placed his hands on her hips to brace himself, and began to push forward anyway, wanting to make her happy.

She's always saying I'm too protective in bed, I should just follow her lead.

Once he began paying attention to the actual experience, Dave started to notice how different it was from their usual fun. The most obvious difference being that it was so much tighter - he was putting a lot more muscle behind every centimetre of himself that slid into her. Also different was the texture, he was unused to feeling the dryness around his erection... though he supposed that was a good thing, considering where it was. The problem was, it felt like the spit wasn't doing its job well enough, he couldn't really feel it at all. After a great deal of effort, he finally hilted himself in his sister's backside. After pausing a moment to give Kelly a chance to get used to it, he started pulling back, then he started the rhythm that defined the act, moving much, much more slowly than he normally did. He wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't already been paying close attention to her, but Kelly wasn't purring, wasn't letting out those cute little sighs he enjoyed so much, and her tail was held rigidly against her side, rather than the floaty back and forth motion it usually displayed. He tried to chalk this off to the new experience, and was even starting to enjoy himself after a minute or two, but when he tried increasing the speed and pushed home a little harder than before, Kelly quite clearly gasped in pain. He immediately stopped, reaching up to rub his temples. Enough was enough.

"Kelly, I -"

"No... I'm sorry, just... don't stop."

She didn't sound especially enthusiastic.

"What is with you, Kels? What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, just keep going!"

He started to pull back out.

"No, Kelly, I'm -"

She finally turned to face him, her hand snapping out with her Inherited reflexes to close over his wrist before he knew what was happening. He stared at her face in shock. There were tears in her eyes, but she didn't look upset. The reason for her stillness and silence became clear; she'd been in pain this whole time, but was biting her lip to keep it inside, only failing to contain her cries when she was surprised.

So why the hell is she so determined to keep going?

"Please Davey, please..."

"Oh God, sis, why didn't you tell me it hurt like that? Why didn't you say something?"

She shook her head and looked away.

"I - I don't care how much it hurts me, you only have to keep going until you come, we only have to do it once, just... please..."

"Kelly, I'm not going to do this if it hurts you. I'm sorry."

He pulled his hips back and slid out of her, and she looked genuinely disappointed.

"Kels, I love you. Please, you can talk to me. I know something's wrong, you're not yourself. You're acting like someone threatened to kill you if you didn't try anal or something."

She whimpered slightly, and began to toy with the end of her tail. Dave moved away and leaned against the headboard of her bed, beckoning her to him.

"Come on. Come over here, sit with me."

Looking more than a little embarrassed, she moved up to him and sat against him, pressing her head against the white star and listening to his heartbeat. Dave began running his fingers through her hair like he was petting a feral, continuing the motion each time and running his hand across her back. His voice was quiet, soothing. He knew how to play that role when it was necessary.

"I'm your big brother and your boyfriend, Kels. If you can't talk to me, who can you talk to?"

Kelly sighed deeply, and Dave felt her relax against him at last. She glanced up at him, lingering embarrassment still present in her soulful brown eyes.

"Promise you won't laugh or make fun of me."

He held up his free hand and made the 'scout's honour' gesture.

"I promise."

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, making herself comfortable against her brother's chest.

"So last night, I had this dream. You know Tommy?"

"Uhh, Tommy the goat, or Tommy the human?"

Dave was very, very bad at remembering all of his sister's many friends, but the two boys with the same name were around enough that he could recall them quickly.

"Thomas Sanders, the goat. And Thomas Parker is just 'Tom' these days."

"Right."

"Anyway, I dreamt that he invited me and Caitlin over to drink and watch movies, but when I got there, it was just him and me, he'd lied about inviting Caity."

"I see."

"He - he showed me photos, Davey. Photos of - of you and me, making love in the park."

Shocked, Dave momentarily paused in his petting to look down at her with wide eyes.

"Wh- but we've never done it in the park! That's way too public! We've only done it outside a couple times, and that was only in our backyard, and - "

"I know, I know, and only on nights when it was really dark out. It's a dream, Davey, it's not totally accurate."

He conceded her the point and continued stroking her hair and back.

"Okay, so he had photos of us doing The Deed."

"And he was so... I've never seen Tommy like that, Davey, he was so bitter. Said he'd been in love with me for years, always thought he'd be the one I lost my virginity to, thought it was a matter of time before I fell for him too. He said he was furious when he found out I chose to give it up to my own brother over him."

"I don't like where this is going."

"You shouldn't. He had an email set up on his laptop, said he was going to send the pictures to our parents, to the school board, to all of my friends, he was going to show everyone, Davey! He was going to ruin our lives!"

She grew tense against him and he leaned down to kiss the top of her head.

"Hey, it's okay, sis. Just a dream."

He waited until she looked up at him, and winked.

"You want me to kick his ass for you?"

That made her smile.

"My hero. But nah, the real Tommy wouldn't do that even if he did find out about us. I don't know if he'd like it, but he's never, ever broken a promise or told a secret. Besides, I'm not his type, he's crazy in love with Charlotte anyway."

"Which one's Charlotte?"

"She's human, moved here from England a couple years ago. I don't think you've met her."

"Wait a minute, are they the human and the goat I keep hearing about who keep getting to class late because they're making out in front of the school?"

She snickered.

"That'd be them."

He shook his head and chuckled.

"Small world."

Kelly settled down again and continued her story.

"So he said I had two choices. One, he sends the email and ruins our lives. Two..."

She trailed off. He hugged her gently.

"It's okay, Kels."

"...He said he'd delete the email and all the pictures if I slept with him. And leaving the house or calling you would count as picking option one."

He watched her ears flatten against her skull, and heard the misery in her voice, but she adamantly kept her gaze away from his.

"I - I'm sorry, Davey, I was so scared, I didn't want all those people to know! I... I let him... I told him..."

"You don't have to say it, Kelly."

She glanced up at him for a brief second before looking away again, but he saw relief there.

"Thanks, Davey."

"And Kelly? I just want you to know that I wouldn't have been mad at you, no matter what you decided. I'd stand with you if everyone found out, and I'd sic the cops on Tommy if - well, okay, I'd probably break his goddamn face if he blackmailed you into sleeping with him, but then I'd call the cops."

She reached up and gently wrapped her arms around him. She didn't say much. She didn't have to.

"Thank you."

After a warm moment had passed, she looked up at him.

"There's a little more. He pushed me onto the couch and pulled down my pants, he was gonna do it right then and there, so I asked him, begged him to use a condom."

She whimpered quietly at the memory.

"If I don't want to have a baby with the man I love, I really don't want someone else's. Oh God, Davey, I was absolutely sure that if he did it bareback, he was gonna get me pregnant. So he gave me another choice, said either I take the risk, or let him take me... the way I asked you to."

He nodded, still not quite seeing everything, but sensing the connection approaching.

"I tried to talk reason into him, told him I had never done it that way, but he refused to get a condom, said that was my only other option. So I let him, Davey. And the whole time he was doing it, he was... he was..."

She swallowed audibly.

"He was bragging, gloating about how he got to take my virginity after all. About how even if I did it with you every day from then on, I would always know, I would always remember in the back of my mind, that he got me first. I woke up before he finished."

Her story told, she looked up to her brother, her eyes wide and uncertain.

"Kelly, I'm so sorry about that. But it's okay, it's just a dream. We can wait until you're more comfortable with it, we don't have to go do it right now. Nobody's gonna blackmail you."

"No, nobody's gonna blackmail me. But I can't stop thinking about it. What if I'm walking home tomorrow and somebody jumps me in the park, forces me to do it? I love you, Davey. I want you to be the one I share all my firsts with. I don't want to have to remember some stranger I don't even know, much less love, every single time we do something together."

She sighed and nuzzled against him.

"I'm sorry, too, Davey. I didn't mean to get you so worried. I wasn't thinking right, I just wanted to make sure that couldn't happen."

They sat together in silence for a while before Dave nodded silently to himself.

"Alright. If it'll make you happy, I'll do this. But we're gonna do this right this time."

Gently pushing Kelly into an upright position, he got off the bed and tugged his pants on, pausing at the door long enough to instruct her to stay right where she was. He returned a few minutes later with a small tub of Vaseline.

"I don't know why I didn't think of this earlier, this should be a hell of a lot better than spit."

Kelly grinned at that and tugged her socks up nice and flat, before once again assuming the position. She was still fairly reluctant about it, staring straight ahead and looking understandably tense, shivering as her brother ditched his pants again and climbed onto the bed behind her.

"Say, Kels, you said you washed yourself, right? Nice and clean?"

"Y-yeah, I was embarrassed to begin with, I think I would have died if - well, you know. Why do you ask?"

Dave said nothing, but his answer became obvious enough when he leaned forward and, after some initial hesitation, pressed his tongue against her back door.

"Oh my God! Fuck! D-Davey, you d-don't - I mean, it's not - oh Gaaaaawd..."

It wasn't pleasure that caused her to stammer so; she buried her face in her forearms, her cheeks so hot it was a wonder her whiskers didn't catch fire. Her brother stopped only long enough to softly utter some reassurance.

"What's the problem, Kels? Why shouldn't I love this part of you as much as the rest?"

Not waiting for a reply, Dave continued to prod and tease at her with his tongue, his ears tipped back not out of intimidation or emotional state of mind, but to dodge the frantic flailing of his sister's tail, which was puffed out in shock from his unexpected action. While Kelly was shivering from either embarrassment, pleasure, or a little of both, Dave was relieved to discover that he was actually enjoying his task, once he got over the obvious mental barrier. Daring to push inside her a little ways, he grinned around his tongue as Kelly let out a contented meow, a sound the morphic didn't often make, showing that she was finally starting to enjoy herself. While he teased his lover in a new way, Dave reached down and began to lightly stroke himself, using just the tips of his fingers; he'd gone soft during the heart-to-heart with Kelly, but it didn't take long before he began to swell and rise. When he was nice and stiff once more, he reached into the tub he'd brought with him and began to lube up his erection with the slimy gel. Sitting up straight, he leaned to the side to see Kelly's face better and tapped her on the thigh to get her attention.

"You ready to give it another try?"

She thought about it for a moment, then nodded, a determined look in her eyes.

"Don't worry, sis, this time should be a lot easier."

He kept talking as he got up on his knees and lined himself up once more, to keep her from overthinking the act.

"I bet the spit thing only works if the girl's done it a whole lot in the past and is used to it, no wonder it hurt you. You ready?"

"Yep."

She still sounded a little anxious, so he ran his hand along her back, tangling his fingers gently in her long, fluffy fur.

"Remember what I said before? You just say the word, sis, and we'll stop, I promise."

And with that, he pushed his hips forward once more.

It wasn't as effortlessly easy as sliding into her love tunnel, but it was nowhere near as hard as it had been earlier. Dave s-l-o-w-l-y pressed forward, inch by inch, into her rear, and Kelly shivered and forced herself not to clamp down. When he was about halfway into her, she jumped slightly and her tail flicked across her back so fast it nearly whipped her brother in the face.

"Ahh! S-stop, Davey, stop!"

He had actually done so as soon as she flinched, but he started rubbing her back again soothingly to show that he was listening. After a few seconds, she glanced over her shoulder, blushing, and nodded her permission to continue, and he pushed forward once more; it wasn't long before he was totally hilted in her yet again, and both siblings let out sighs of relief. It had indeed been easier on the poor girl than the first time.

"So, Kels, how you feeling? You wanna keep going?"

"Y-yeah, let's try it again."

When he began to thrust into her, it went much more smoothly, and he was fairly confident that she wasn't hiding any pain this time. Once he was satisfied that things were different, he grinned and batted her raised tail to the side, giving him room to bend down, spooning himself around her back into the 'doggy style' position. Thrusting with his hips, he slipped his hands around her torso and grabbed her breasts. She turned her head from side to side, but couldn't get a good look at him from his spot directly behind her.

"What are you doing, Davey?"

"Hey, there's no reason you can't enjoy this too, sweetie."

She opened her mouth to insist that she was okay with the act the way it was, to suggest he could eat her out later, but all that came out was a moan as his right hand snaked down across the soft fur on her belly to rest between her legs, squeezing her long-ignored treasures. Without hesitation, he slipped his middle and ring fingers into her, plunging them in as deep as they'd go, grinding the heel of his palm across her sensitive clitoris and causing her to shudder even as he continued thrusting into her back passage. With the fingers on the inside teasing her sensitive, rapidly-lubricating walls, and the fingers on the outside teasing her labia, it wasn't long before Kelly was, just as Dave had said, enjoying herself just as much as he was. Just when she was getting used to it, she had to bite down on the bed's thick comforter as her brother stuck the tip of a finger between her inner and outer lips, teasing at the space between; he was the only person in the world other than Kelly herself in on the secret of how incredibly sensitive she was there. Normally he'd only tease her there for a few seconds, but this time he lingered, wiggling his finger up and down along the sides of her slit.

"Oh - oh God, Davey, it feels... it feels..."

He tilted his head down and nuzzled against her cheek, smiling.

"I love you too, Kelly."

Dave wouldn't normally describe himself as good at multitasking, yet here he was; hips plunging his penis repeatedly into her shapely backside, one hand enjoying his sister's genitals, the other alternating between her breasts, squeezing and massaging the mounds and teasing and tweaking the nipples, all while he laid a trail of kisses along the side of her throat. Both Parrishes were purring like brand-new motorboats, the sound already in synch. Dave shuddered as a minor wave of pleasure washed over him, feeling himself throb once within her, momentarily concerned about the pre that had almost certainly just emerged before remembering that for once, the threat of incestuous pregnancy was not an issue. Leaning to the side and looking beneath them, he snickered.

"Wow, Kelly, looks like you're gonna need to wash the sheets."

Alarmed, she looked over her shoulder into his eyes.

"What?!"

"No no, it's nothing bad! It's just, my fingers are kinda... holding you open, and you're leaking pussy juice all over the bed. Mmm, making me thirsty..."

Kelly giggled and looked away.

"Gaaah, don't call it that!"

"What, pussy juice? Well, it's juice, and it comes out of your pussy, so..."

"Davey!"

"Well, I suppose I could call it cunt juice, how's cunt juice sound to you?"

"Daveeeey!"

"What'sa matter, don't like talking about your cunt?"

His laughter was interrupted by a yelp as his sister lifted a hand from the bed, reached back, and grabbed his sac, giving it the slightest of squeezes.

"Call it that one more time, big brother. I dare you."

He laughed and shook his head.

"Truce! Truce! Where's a white flag when you need one?"

"Good boy."

He waited until she released her prisoners and then added, thoughtfully,

"I suppose this means you don't want to hear how tight your ass is?"

Kelly hadn't been sure how her first anal experience was going to go, but she certainly hadn't expected to be laughing while trying to threaten her brother.

The next few minutes passed in silence, apart from the occasional moan from Kelly or grunt from Dave as they continued to make love in this new way. Dave's thrusts were almost up to the speed at which they normally had sex, but he was panting hard, and had to face facts.

"Kelly... I'm not gonna last much longer... are you - ungh - are you close?"

Kelly whimpered quietly, not wanting to be frustrated.

"N-not really..."

"Anything I can do to - to help you catch up?"

She closed her eyes and spoke without hesitation; this was not the time to be held back by embarrassment.

"M-maybe if you focused more on - on my clitty, Davey."

Without a word, he moved his left hand from her breasts down to her pelvis, laying it down flat and reaching down to tickle her love button with his fingertips, giving it a lot more attention than the flat, broad heel of his other hand, which continued exploring her depths to the best of its abilities.

"Ohhhh God... that's it, Davey, don't stop!"

The black tomcat used every trick at his disposal to bring his sister as much pleasure as he could, but it wasn't long before he knew that his release was eminent.

"K-Kelly! I'm not gonna... I can't hold on..."

He whimpered as he felt his body preparing to go over the edge. She reached up and scratched behind his ears as his ragged, heavy breath tickled the back of her neck.

"It's okay, love. You - you've earned it."

"Ahh... D-do you want me to p-pull out?"

"You can - can come inside me if you want, Davey."

At that exact moment, Dave let out a yowl that turned into a groan of passion as he hilted himself one last time, shuddering in pleasure as his orgasm overtook him. He was too distracted to continue pleasuring his sister, his fingers rigid and twitching inside her as his throbbing penis began to spurt, sending hot come pumping out into Kelly's backside, the unfamiliar sensation sending a shiver down her spine.

"K-Kelly..."

He couldn't concentrate hard enough to do anything more than moan her name as he ejaculated, hugging her tight and biting down lightly on her shoulder as he came and came and came. Finally, he went limp, almost bringing her down with his dead weight, before pulling his hand away from her clit to help his wobbly knees support himself, his already softening penis still oozing hot sperm as it twitched with residual ecstasy.

He just sat there like that for about ten seconds, breathing hard, getting his heartbeat back under control, before he nuzzled against her again, whispering apologetically in her ear.

"I'm sorry, Kels. I just couldn't hold it..."

Dave was a gentleman, and saw it as a personal failing if he didn't bring his sister to climax. He often began their lovemaking sessions by going down on her, to ensure that she'd feel the joy if he couldn't cut it while they were doing The Deed.

"How many times do I have to tell you, Davey? It's okay, you know I don't mind if you come before me. Besides, now I'm almost there myself, and if you think I'm letting you leave me like this, you're crazy."

She grabbed his hand and returned it to her love button, nudging him insistently. He grinned tiredly.

"Whatever you say, little sister."

His fingers were shaky and slow at first, but soon he'd resumed his previous rhythm, and soon Kelly was shuddering against him, her purring growing in volume as her brother eagerly brought her that last little bit of pleasure she needed.

"Yes, Davey... ooooh... just like that..."

As her brother's soaked fingers ran along her trembling inner walls and tweaked her throbbing clitoris, squeezing and teasing the fleshy nub, Kelly buried her face in a pillow to suppress the sound of a powerful moan. She'd taught him how to pleasure her very well indeed. Less than a minute later, however, she raised her head and cried out.

"Oh Davey, I'm... _I'm coming!"

_ Her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm. It wasn't the most powerful she'd ever had, but that certainly didn't mean she wasn't enjoying every single second. She felt her vagina squeezing down on his fingers, felt his other hand continue to tease her love button without mercy. She also felt herself clamping onto his mostly flaccid penis, still inside her back entrance, something she wasn't even aware she did when she climaxed... but she was too busy coming fairly hard to be embarrassed.

When Kelly's orgasm came to an end, Dave finally pulled out, his soft member slipping easily out of her backside and slapping quietly against his sac. Almost immediately, Kelly slumped down to the bed, her knees and hands grateful to finally be resting. As Dave lay down beside her, she felt his cooling semen oozing out of her, and once she'd gotten the obligatory naughty shiver out of the way, she realized where it was going, and turned over onto her back, lest the force of gravity, of all things, end up getting her pregnant.

"Wow, I'm tired, sis."

"Me too, Davey."

"I didn't realize bum fun took so much out of you. By the way, how is your butt?"

She shrugged.

"It's a little sore, yeah, but I should be fine by tomorrow morning."

"Good. Wouldn't want to have hurt you."

A moment passed in silence.

"...Alright. I know you're thinking it, Davey, and the answer is yes, I would consider doing this again sometime. Just not real soon, 'kay?"

As he chuckled to himself, she made herself comfy on the bed and relaxed. She just lay there like that for a while, looking up at the ceiling, her breathing gradually returning to normal, hands on her stomach so she could feel her own vibrations as she purred. Movement to her side caught her eye; Dave's tail. She realized he was lying on his side, silently watching her, his expression neutral. Comfortable exactly where she was, she just turned her head and arched an eyebrow.

"What?"

He continued staring for a moment before answering.

"...I love you, Kelly."

She snorted in amusement and gave him a mild Look.

"Why, because I do it in the butt?"

He laughed at that one, shaking his head.

"No, you silly girl. I've just been watching you relax, and... you don't realize exactly how beautiful you are, you know that? And I love that about you, that you never flaunt your looks."

She blushed in pleasant embarrassment for the first time that day.

"Aww, Davey, I don't know what to say..."

"Sure you do."

She frowned and was about to ask him what he meant before the obvious hit her. She smirked and moved over, wrapping her arms around him and snuggling against her brother.

"I love you too, Davey."

He moved to kiss her, but she held a finger in front of his lips, kissing him chastely on the cheek instead. When he looked confused, she gave him an apologetic look and explained.

"Sorry big brother, but I'd really prefer that you brush your teeth in between kissing my butt and kissing my mouth."

He laughed again, conceding her the point.

"Alright, fine. I was gonna go take a shower anyway, I'm all sweaty and covered in fluids."

He stood and gathered up his clothes, then grabbed a towel off the back of Kelly's desk chair, moving to the door and opening it a crack.

"Coast is clear, I'm gonna head over."

"Wait, Davey."

"What is it?"

"...Can I come with you? I'm probably messier than you, and... it could be fun."

"Are mom and dad back yet?"

She waved her hand dismissively as she tugged her knee socks off.

"I'll go first, and you come over five minutes later. I'll leave the door unlocked. It's not like they're gonna come in while we're showering, they haven't bathed us in a long, long time. Heh, worst case scenario, one of us could hide in the fur dryer."

He grinned and nodded.

"Sounds like fun, Kels. Might take us longer to get clean, if you know what I mean, but I'm game."

She got up off the bed and walked over to the door, grabbing her bathrobe off its hook on her wall and slipping it on. As she passed her brother, she casually ran her hand along his tail, causing it to twitch. She paused just at the door and winked at him.

"See you soon, lover boy."

He shivered and closed the door behind her, wrapping the towel around him in case someone saw and listening to the shower starting up.

Barely a minute later, Dave quietly slipped into the bathroom, closing the door against prying eyes. The click of the lock could be heard, and from there, there was mostly the white noise of the shower running... but if one stood right by the door and listened very, very carefully, they might hear purring, and the laughs and giggles of a very playful pair of cats in love.