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Leah and Luka sat at the table at McDonalds, chatting and laughing as they split fries and shared the same shake. Every so often they'd stop, the two pomeranians looking into each other's eyes deeply and just sort of smiling. Some, way out in the boonies or in other countries, might have thought it off that a quadruped and an anthro were sitting in the same restaurant, let alone sharing a meal and acting friendly, but there were none closer than the two beautiful red sable fluff balls.

Luka picked up a fry, guiding it into the mouth of his quadruped friend, while Leah giggled, her tail wagging happily. Both were wearing rather fashionable clothes, with Luka's clothes tight despite his puffy fur, while Leah was definitely going for a more baggy look. She sat up, using a paw to delicately turn the straw on the shake to her associate, who gladly sipped, giggling giddily to himself as he did.

A few tables over, there were some glaring eyes from an older couple, anthros with a stick up their butt grumbling about the 'indecency of it all' juuuuust loud enough for the poms to hear it. Really, it was loud enough for everyone to hear it, and none too friendly, but it seemed to be deftly ignored by the two pomeranians happily lost in each other's company.

A tauric doberman walked up, a cheerful look on her face as she placed down an apple pie between them. "Complements of the staff, since you two lovebirds look so cute." She then pointed at the other table, mouthing an apology.

Luka waved it away, but Leah stopped, shock on the small quad's face as she glared at the waitress. "What? Ew! He's my brother, and he's disgusting. How can you even-"

She was cut off as the taur backed up, shaking her head and waving her hands defensively. "M-my apologies! I didn't... I'm sorry, you just..." Her tail tucked between her legs, she ran off towards the counter, while Luka raised an eyebrow at Leah, who looked his way, winked, and took a nibble on the pie. A few tables over the people had shut up, seemingly stunned silent by the revelation themselves.

Leah had her fierce face back on, though, when the taur returned with a second one and sheepishly left it as an apology. As she walked away, Leah stuck out her tongue at her brother. "Ha, I knew I could get a second one like that. C'mon, eat up!"

Luka just shook his head, finishing his food and heading towards the car. He'd driven here, so he'd have to drive them back to the house, while he stayed a little silent. Leah followed, still proudly wagging her tail through her jeans as she trotted to the car, hopping into the seat and buckling herself in. It wasn't until she was there that she looked and saw the more stoic expression on the small pomeranian male. "Hey, why so glum? You can't tell me I did anything wrong, can you?"

He shook his head, pulling out of the parking spot. "No, no. It was a well done prank." He bit back the rest of the sentence, still mulling it over in his head.

She smirked. "I wasn't even lying. Well, mostly." She leaned over, presenting her muzzle for a kiss. "You know I love you, right bro?"

At the stop light he leaned over as well, kissing her deeply and passionately, far more than any sibling should really. "Oh, I know. And I love you." Still, he seemed a little distant as he drove back to the house, watching the taurs, anthros, and quads walking, driving, riding, and generally living their lives, not even thinking for a second about the world around them.

Some time far in the past, it had been assumed that the three configurations were different races, with strong tribalism between them. Taurs being superior due to their form, or anthros due to their flexibility, or quads because they were the most avid hunters and grew quickly... But, as many learned as pups in the civilized societies (at least, the ones who believed the documented scientific evidence did), what form you were born in was simply a quirk of nature. Practically a genetic glitch.

Long lines of royals had suddenly fallen into disarray when a quad-quad pairing produced an anthro heir. And for a while in the ancient days, quads were seen as signs of baser instincts, even being executed at birth in some nations... And, while Luka was mostly studying the social sciences for the social aspect of it, he was fascinated and appalled by the quirk that he and his twin showed first-hand and the incomprehensible hatred out in the world, even to this day. His mother, Nicole, was a taur, his father, Elias, an anthro, and yet, clear as day, he and Leah were their parent's pups from looks to actions, top to bottom.

At least, on the outside. Most good, loving twins probably wouldn't still be sharing a room in the college years by choice. And while many twins, no matter their configuration, might help each other with clothes and bathing (especially if one had hands and the other didn't), that sort of thing probably stopped being cute long before they were both prepping for their graduation together. But the bond they'd shared from day one was special, as both they and their parents knew, and so, while their parents had misgivings about it, Leah and Luka continued to share pretty much everything... and much more than their parents knew.

He felt Leah's comforting paw on his thigh as he turned towards their house, the warm paw pads radiating through his tight trousers and heating up his fur... it was also stirring something between his legs, but the tightness there, while uncomfortable, kept him focused on his thoughts. He looked over at her, remembering when they were younger and he'd be helping her into skirts and pretty dresses, making sure her curled up tail went through the right holes and her panties were right in place. His parents didn't need to know about the little licks he placed there, or how she'd sometimes fight with him, biting off his underwear with her teeth and lapping back at his sheath. Nor did they need to find out that he'd stolen all her panties the first time she'd gone into heat, only to get a face full of the real thing not two days later, losing both their v-cards in one fell swoop.

Well, oral ones. One thing they'd always been was incredibly careful, even once they were old enough to buy protection and she put herself on the pill. No amount of backups were spared when Leah was fertile, as while they had plans and dreams together... they had to get there first. Though, at the moment, Luka's funk was even radiating to his passenger, the quad's tail quite still as she sat there, rubbing her paw on his leg.

As he pulled into their driveway and turned off the car, he sighed, prompting a few words from her unbidden. "You know, I can see about getting a vehicle for myself. Or at least a modification to put in place so I can drive myself around..."

He shook his head, smiling weakly. "No, no. I enjoy every moment I share with you." He then opened his door, watching her do the same. Of course, different configurations had some things easier than others, but society had learned to adapt. Modifications for vehicles, clothing that stretched and was tear-resistant where it would be best gripped by the mouth, modified keyboards and different sports leagues... Restaurants, at least here, even made it a point to have seats ready no matter which of the three types of dog walked up. So long as nobody went feral (and it didn't matter your body shape whether or not you did that) you were welcomed with open arms. Or paws. But wagging tails either way.

He, on the other hand, walked up to the door, looking at the lock with only the barest modification for his sister. He didn't know why it bugged him today of all days, but he was genuinely annoyed at the world right now. He headed towards the table, seeing a note from his parents that they'd be out for a while, and sighed, dropping his shoulders. Maybe now he'd be able to get things off his chest.

"Hey, I'll race you to the room!" His sister called as she came in the door, dropping the groceries from the backseat on the table to deal with later. She then wagged her hind at him playfully before running off towards the room, her well-groomed claws clicking and sliding on the wooden floor.

Luka didn't seem to be in the mood, though, taking a slow pace through the house as he undid his shoes, took stock of the house, and gathered his thoughts. As he got to the room they'd shared ever since they were pups, his face seemed to sour. His side was pristine, the bed well made, everything tucked away... while hers had clothes everywhere, her charging cord and laptop right in the middle of the rug. She was sitting on her bed, growling softly as she wrestled with her shirt before ripping it off, tossing it his way and beaming. "Geez, slowpoke! What's got you in a rut?"

He suddenly growled, throwing the shirt back towards her. "You shouldn't have been so mean to the waitress. She was trying her best. And, come on now! I'm the disgusting one? Have you seen your side of the room? You never pick up after yourself, and there's used panties everywhere!"

Leah narrowed her eyes and growled, then jumped forward, latching onto the front of Luka's trousers with a careful deftness practiced quite a few times. With a few flicks of her tongue and a couple nudges from her paws, the pants fell away, revealing a lacy pink set of underwear clinging tightly to his body and cradling his sheath, leaving nothing to the imagination. She nodded, sitting on the ground and looking at him. "Not all mine, I suspect. Not that you complain. It's not like I'm leaving them as gifts for you or anything, b-barka." She placed a paw to her face, blushing and looking to the side, though her eyes were locked on Luka.

He continued to glare for just a moment, then slowly his facade cracked, a smile breaking across his face before he doubled over laughing, sitting on his bed. "Okay, seriously? You're lucky you're cute, or I might have stopped hitting on you altogether for that one."

She stuck out her tongue, trotting towards him, her fur padded down by the clothing wrapped under her tail and around her genitals. "Oh? That's your limit? You're the weeb that watches that stuff all the time. I can hardly focus when I'm working on my programming lessons."

Luka blushed, laying on his bed. "Look, they're fun, even if they're dumb. And, I just..." He looked at her and the way she was trotting around the floor, looking at the clothing and seeming so confident. "I know I have hands, but we can both clean up. It's not fair to me, I don't care if your nose gets more into it."

She looked at the mess, then sighed, rolling her eyes. "That's just because it's all MY stuff. I don't care for my scent. Like my twin, I'm much more interested in my counterpart." She leaped up onto his bed, playfully sniffing around at his crotch, before she lay down, resting her chin on his sheath through the delicate lace. "Tell you what. You leave these laying around the ground smelling like you, and I'll gladly clean those up. And you can clean up mine. Any good siblings should know how to share clothes, right?"

He nodded, then looked to the door, his heart still feeling a little down. "You know, mom's been noticing there's way more panties in there wash than boxers... I mean, is it so weird to want to have some nice clothes on? But I know she'd start thinking weird things."

Leah laughed, moving a little further up and licking him lovingly on the cheek while her spade ground against his sheath, warmth pushing through it and making him shudder and grow hard. "Well, I'd help you with that, but it'd be noticeable. I suppose we'll just have to throw in some clean ones... Or I could help you mess them up." She looked at him seductively, her breath hot on his hair as her paws landed on his shoulder, posing herself over him. "We mess up your sheets enough to make up for it."

She leaned in for a kiss, but he pulled away, looking her in the eyes, even his growing erection put to the side for a moment. "Look, I just... Are we just doing this for fun? You love me, right? Like... REALLY love me?"

She tilted her head, surprise on her muzzle at the question. "Of course I do! What makes you think I don't?"

"Calling me disgusting for a pie, always playing around, not paying attention to my feelings... I just... " He looked at the window, sighing. "When we leave this house, find jobs, find our future... I want to be able to be free. Kiss in public, be somewhere where people don't know us... be in love. Run away and really commit, you know? But, if this is just easy sex and convenience..."

The four legged pomeranian stepped back, her face pouting, but not angry. Clearly she hadn't been feeling the same way he had, and she sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel so... little. I thought it was a joke we could share, and a free treat out of the deal, but..." She sighed, then moved back up to him, sitting down in his lap and looking at the window, nuzzling his chin with her head. "Don't ever think, for a single moment that I don't love you, okay? If this wasn't the easiest thing for college for both of us, you better believe I'd be running away with you right now. I want your pups! Even if we have to move away somewhere and pretend we're married to share a last name, well... I want your ring, even if we can't ever make it official with a proper wedding... I don't want anything more than to spend my days with you, my love, my brother, my twin, my bond... And I hope you feel the same way too."

A tear rolled down his cheek as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her softly. "More than anything... I may have dreamed of it more than once. Though... I'd hate to cut off mom and dad like that. Maybe when I get you pregnant, we could bring in someone we trust to pretend to be the father? Then we could at least keep up appearances at holidays."

She looked at him a little flatly, annoyance in her eyes. "Oh, so who's not being serious now? Trying to bring some guy in here, make it a thrupple out of nowhere. I see your game." She glared for just a moment, taking him aback, before she stuck out her tongue playfully. They both laughed and he hugged her close, giving her a deep, loving kiss as happiness bubbled up within him.

It wasn't the only thing getting a rise at the moment, and while he wasn't fully in the mood, it was clear that she was, her cookie continuing to press and rub against his crotch, the lace wet enough to press through the fabric, while his was throbbing and warm, barely containing his erection. He sighed happily, looking her in the eyes. "Okay, okay, we'll get to that too."

She nodded, then barked happily. "Good! I was starting to worry you wouldn't be up for it. If you're going to father my pups, we're going to get as much practice in as we can. Especially with pills and condoms making heats so unbearable." She licked down his chest, then grabbed the top of his underwear carefully, though she pulled hard and fast, whipping the lacy things off in one swift motion.

He applauded the magic show, but he had a smirk on his face. "Aww, am I not good enough as is? I thought years of making your cry out in pleasure would be enough. I guess I'm just too pure and clean for it. It's why we're always on my bed." For all his taunting and playfulness, though, his eyes were locked on her tail as it swayed, the fluffy fur poofing out as her mouth reached back. Bedroom eyes looked at him as her chest lowered, her front paws moving to the side of her panties, hooking dewclaws into the elastic. She then slooooowly pulled down, the fabric clinging to her fur and the curve of her canine ass, accentuating her fortune cookie and the deep wet spot spreading from it.

Luka panted, whining softly as he watched, transfixed by her beautiful form as her panties suddenly shot down, revealing all of it to him. His cock was throbbing, bouncing out of the sheath, while he growled lustily at her reveal. She wiggled her hips, giggling at his reaction, before she took a few steps back, teasing the tip of his cock with it. "Aww, is my brother horny for his sister? Is it enough to make you go feral? Don't lose control, okay? Or we're going to just need even more practice."

He pouted playfully, still whining, though sarcasm dripped from his voice. "Oh noooo~. Not that. Anything but more pra-AH~!" His words were cut off as the tip of his pointed cock spread her lips, the quadrupedal female's body hunching just for a moment, then rearing back to let gravity pull her weight down, her tight walls milking and pulsing around his meat as she was filled to the brim. Her tail brushed along his stomach as she looked back at him, watching his tongue loll from his mouth and his eyes practically bulge with the lewd sight he was watching.

"I'll never get tired of that," she said with a smirk as she slowly lifted herself up, her hind legs pumping her pussy slowly up and down his shaft. Every inch was soon coated in her juices, glistening in the light before disappearing back into her body with a wet slurping slap. He moaned as she pressed down, bucking his hips up to meet hers and feel her tightness flutter, her spade yawning so beautifully around his cock. He brought up one of his hands to his mouth, biting his finger softly to hold back as she sped up, her whole body shaking on his length.

Unfortunately for her, part of it was just a balance problem, as the angle wasn't the easiest for her body. Normally she'd be riding him the other way, looking into his eyes, but right now... she wanted to feel how much he needed her too. "Am I going to have to do all the work? Luka, I thought you said you loved me. Why don't you pin me down and show me how much?" She purred out those words, her tail holding to the side as she sank oh so deliciously down to his sheath.

He could feel his knot starting to form, but at the challenge, there was no way he was going to give in. Even if he preferred being the submissive one so he would watch her moans of pleasure, instinct knew when to kick in, and she was making it clear herself. He moved forward, grabbing her body, then rolled over, causing her legs to kick in the air at the sudden motion, her whole body tightening, including her pussy. When he landed, though, she was facing the pillow, and he was biting down on her neck, arms wrapped around her chest and knees on the bed as she ground back against his cock.

Her head was thrown back, nuzzling against his as best it could as he gripped her nape in his teeth, growling dominantly in a low purr that rumbled through her body. He took over where she had left off, quickly slapping his hips forward into hers, the fur stopping the noise, but not the impact as their hips collided, his body pinning down her tail. His was going wild behind him, his heart pounding with pleasure as he rutted into his sister, loving every moment of it. He could feel his cock bouncing, warm drips of pre lining her passageway and shooting right into her waiting womb. It might be empty now, but one day, not so far from now...

She leaned forward, bringing him with her as she placed her head on the pillow, moaning out in pleasure. "Oh, yes! Fuck me! Breed me! Fill me up with your pups you beautiful dog. Mark me as yours~!" She had always been a loud one, a trait that had gotten them in trouble on more than one quiet night as she yipped and cried out her pleasure, but right now he reveled in every sound, using them as fuel to his engine, his pistoning hips making sure to do their job incredibly. Pressing her soft body into the bed, he could feel her legs spreading, her tail curling around his body, while her lower lips opened wider and wider, his knot slowly pressing them open as it grew. And then that first tug, followed by the audible pop.

Both of them knew the warning signs, and the downsides, of a full knot. It was a moment of pure connection, of bliss, as their bodies were tied and they were made to enjoy each other and their company... but it was also risky, locking them in a position where their whole relationship could be found out and reported to authorities... or worse, their parents. Because of that, they rarely tied the knot unless they knew their parents would be gone for hours, and even then, there had been a large investment in very lubricated condoms to pull free, just in case of a worst case scenario.

It was on their minds every time it tugged at her opening, her walls threatening to lock him in, his body shuddering, hesitating on its thrusts, wondering whether or not to take her. And then her words, from her pleasure stricken face, reached his ears, pressing past everything else. "Do it! I want to feel your heartbeat! I want to feel your love~." He growled harder, gripping tighter as his knot ground against her entrance, right on the edge of too big... and popped in, making them both howl in pleasure.

That feeling of complete fullness from her, of her body stretched around his cock, any emptiness inside her filled up with his bone, was truly heaven. And for him, the intimacy, the tight, gripping hug refusing to let him go, milking him for all he had, was pure bliss. But more than that, the twins were one again, closer than they'd been since they shared a womb; sharing warmth, sharing touch, even sharing a common heartbeat between the two bodies. The moment was like lightning, triggering both of their orgasms simultaneously as their souls crashed together as one, her body greedily drinking up his seed, and his happily giving all it had to offer.

His cock was making sure his essence and hers were tied together as much as they could be, filling up any gaps with warm cum, while her pussy coated his cock all the way to the sheath, making sure not an inch of him was without warm fur keeping him from the cool world. They panted, moaned, and shuddered together, this moment of unity radiating between them, and when they finally caught their breath enough to enjoy the afterglow, their muzzles locked together, his hands caressing her paws as their tongues danced, their breath and spit swapping freely as though the two truly were one. He gripped her paw in his hand, his fingers moving between her digits as close as they could to curling together, and she tightened her paw, holding him back tight. Nothing could ruin this perfect moment, and there was no doubt how much they cared for each other. There was no fear of anything less now.

And then both of their ears flicked, hearts stopping simultaneously as they heard the click downstairs of a door being opened, followed by the voice of their mother drifting up the stairs. "Puppies! I'm home!" It paused for a few seconds, which seemed to drag on for hours as Luka and Leah felt their shared heartbeat return, their genitals locked in a mating bliss that wasn't going anywhere any time soon, especially without lubricants. There would be no hiding that. "Luka? Leah? You are home, right?"

The two looked at each other, all that confidence from a moment ago evaporated in the air. It wouldn't be the first time they'd had to fake it or figure something out, but... The next hour or so was going to be interesting.