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Keeping up with Timo was never an easy task, but for Kyra, there was a little extra motivation to going on long runs with her brother.

It started with his longer stride and quicker pace; there was nothing to stop her from stealing a few glances at his tightly covered rump and appreciating the way that his muscles popped each time that he took a stride. From there, her mind was allowed to wander freely once she found her pace, and being just to his side meant that the breeze blowing across their muzzles tickled her senses with a hint of his building scent.

By the time that they made it back to the house that Kyra and Trish shared, the former was usually out of breath, and the latter was still at work...meaning that Kyra had to make a quick and forbidden substitution.

"You know that you're not allowed to walk around the house like this, right?" Kyra would tease her brother the moment she had her breath back, leaning into his shoulder and tugging at his loose, comfy tank top. "You're gonna stink up the joint if you don't hop in the shower."

"You're one to talk," Timo nudged back at her, allowing her paws to pull the garment from his torso and toss it to the same floor she claimed to care so much about the cleanliness of. "You kept up with me, remember? You're probably just smelling yourself..."

The cocky attitude of the taller husky kept Kyra from getting too mad at his joke, but with her paws on her hips, she flicked her curled tail up at him and huffed. "Just for that, you're gonna have to scrub my back extra hard," she ordered him, and where most brothers would have thought the games were coming to an end, Timo knew theirs were just getting started. "You're lucky I'm not taking it any further than that."

"Like you could really force me to do anything if I didn't want you to," Timo followed her down the hallway, moving along smooth, welcoming floors of hardwood to a large, airy bathroom. The open walls of the area simply invited company, even though most considered the bathroom to be a private place; theirs rarely was. "You're lucky that I'm even playing along!"

Kyra snickered as she hooked her paws under her sports bra and spun on her heel, letting her breasts drop free from their cotton prison just as her brother stepped into the bathroom with her. "We both know I can make you do whatever I want, Timo...so take those shorts off and get in the shower."

Long, matted locks of raven tossed as Kyra shook her hair and pushed the moisture from it, forcing her chest to bounce in a move that was so obvious, Timo was a little ashamed to be taken in by it...but the air of attraction was mutual, giving him his own advantage in the form of slowly tugging his shorts down from his hips.

The edge of his sheath was the sole focus of Kyra's attention as the warm, red tip of his cock eased out from it, and moments later, the shorts were added to a rapidly growing puddle of clothing. Passions were running every bit as hot as the pair of freshly exhausted huskies, and a second wind was rapidly dawning upon them as Timo stepped past his sister, denying her the chance to grab his junk before he came to rest under the showerhead.

In the large, open stall, glass doors were the only thing separating the shower from the rest of the exquisite bathroom, giving Timo the opportunity to stretch his arms over his head and push the faint outline of his slim, muscled torso out for Kyra's enjoyment, but the act was nothing more than a tease.

He knew Kyra was already too fired up to hold back; the crotch of her panties tugged away from her warm, moistened petals with a slow trickle of juices as testament to the same.

She could have teased Timo with the sight of her own arousal dripping away, but she was almost unceremonious in how quickly she kicked her wet panties to the side. Timo scarcely had a chance to turn the water on before she was sliding the glass door open, her eyes narrowed on the taller husky with a glare that was less of the calm oceans of teal that he'd come to know.

Those waters were now an angry, cascading river, turning her brother into the rapids as she flung herself against his body.

Even when he knew it was coming, Timo's eyes widened at the sheer intensity of Kyra's advance. His back slammed up into the dark, smooth tiles upon the wall, but before he could chastise her for being so aggressive, she was already sealing her lips against his own and pushing her full, delicate breasts up into the firmer, broader flesh of his chest.

He wasn't sure if the tickle he felt in his torso was stronger, as her nipples slowly came to life and stiffened against his fur, or if the warm, slow trickle of something else against his thigh was a greater sensation.

"K...Kyra..."

His voice was muffled by her tender flesh sampling his own, but she was smiling through every moment of the kiss as she straddled her legs around his thigh, allowing the stresses of the day to literally melt away, right over her brother's knee and down to his ankle. Liquid satisfaction spilled from her sex as she giggled, knowing just how much it aroused him when she marked him with her scent this way.

She'd be sore from the aftermath, but in the moment, it was completely worth it.

"Something the matter, big brother?" she kept her lips so close that her every word teased his already sensitive muzzle with new, warm breath, making it difficult for him to stay in so close without grabbing her by the scruff of her neck and forcing his passion upon her. "It's not too much for you, is it?"

In the figurative sense, Kyra was always too much for her brother, knowing all the right ways to push his buttons and drive him up the wall. It was all too easy for her to get what she wanted out of him, even when sex wasn't involved.

In the literal sense, however, she was just what he needed, as the endorphin rush of a completed run left him looking for a new, stronger high. Forbidden as it might have been, his sister was right there in front of him, peeing on his inner thigh and bringing her womanhood closer and closer to an already growing cock...

...She wasn't holding back, and he saw no reason to any longer.

"It's just what I wanted," he replied in a low, rumbling growl, thick enough to send a vibration through her lips while drawing a gasp from them. "But it's not enough to _satisfy_me, I'm afraid."

"Are you ever satisfied?" she asked, allowing the very last of her golden blessing to trickle down at the base of his sheath. "Or am I just wasting my time trying to please you?"

He knew she didn't mean those words as she said them; her grin was telling enough, but she'd worn him out more than a few times before. She just wanted to fire him up one last little bit before the warmth of her release tickled down the base of his sack, forcing him to jump at her.

The first part of the jump was reaction, from a tickle that he could never get used to or prepare for.

The second part was acceptance, as he decided that Kyra had given every possible sign that she was ready for everything he could give her.

"To be honest, I'd like if it you spent even more time trying to please me," he pushed back against her smaller body, easily forcing it into the opposite wall. A paw slipped under her thigh and picked her leg up around his waist, guiding his member right into position and helping the tip to kiss against her parted, heated folds. "But you're a busy girl...so I've gotta get what I can, when I can."

"Even from your own sister?"

"Especially from my own sister."

Their relationship was nothing new, but reaffirming it in such a way still left Kyra breathless. She sucked in as much of a gasp as she could when she felt the tapered, canine tip spread her labia wide apart, but it was all released in a cry of delight as his shaft penetrated her with unrelenting depth.

Her arms flew to his shoulders on pure reaction, giving her claws something to dig into as she tried to adjust to being filled so suddenly. "Y-You shouldn't b-be so rough with her...naughty boy..." she groaned, but another crying moan followed it as Timo pushed forth again, hilting his length inside of her before he dared to pull back in the slightest.

There was no doubt in her mind that she'd have poor form on their next jog, but if that was the cost of getting a good, passionate fuck from her brother, she'd pay up every time.

"If you don't want me to be rough, why are you fucking back at me like that?" Timo put the onus of lust on her, instead, as their peculiar angle gave her just enough room to buck her hips at his own. "I can't help going so f-fucking deep when you do that..."

"Can't ever j-just let me have something, can you...?"

"I'm letting you have something right now."

Kyra would have rolled her eyes, if she wasn't so busy wincing them with delight. She tried to stay relaxed, but fangs were clenching and her body was tensing as Timo picked up the pace; almost as if they were out jogging once more, they started slow and easy, but quickly broke into an effort that left them both panting.

Much as they loved jogging together, it was the activity that came afterwards that provided the real motivation.

"If you were a g-good big brother, you'd..._nnf..._you'd let me have s...something else..."

She knew she didn't have to ask for that kind of treatment, but Kyra was always glad to plant a thought or two in Timo's mind, knowing how easily she could bring it to fruition.

As much warmth as there already was building inside of her, she needed a little something more, and she could think of two methods to provide it: the first of which she could already feel the start of, streaking across her inner muscles and bringing her to new heights of pleasure.

"Like I can stop from doing that when you're grabbing my cock so...s-so fucking t-tight...nngh!" the taller husky was struggling to keep his hips at their blistering churn, meeting new resistance from her fluttering muscles. Already, precum soaked her passage, but it was the rush of cum that followed that finally allowed Kyra to join her brother in forbidden, orgasmic bliss.

The first streak of the same shot off to the floor of the shower, washing into the drain as high pressure and deep throbs made a terrible mess. Seed poured into the womb of the panting husky, leaving her to tremble against the wall as her brother leaned over her figure, trying not to quiver so obviously.

He didn't dare to pull out, however...not until her insides were completely painted with his mess. His yield trickled down the inside of her quaking thighs and soaked her fur on the way to the drain, giving her the kind of fluid blessing that she desperately needed after such a deep and satisfying lay.

"I didn't want...you to stop..." she was still panting quietly, the lust and relief evident in her words as she watched her brother's knot beg for entrance. She reached down from his shoulder and held it delicately in her paw, simulating the tie for her sibling and providing a much needed respite from the lust that he felt, even if it was only temporary. "That was the point, dork."

"Point taken," he growled, wincing a final time as her paw massaged around the eager flesh of his knot. "Though I get the feeling you were after something more?"

Kyra giggled. "I might have been, yes."

"Help me wash up again," Timo replied, "And I'll be glad to make an even bigger mess of you."