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Another thing i was working on. Contains incest so heres fair warning. Might add on depending on how you guys like it. Enjoy :3

It's been four years since that night, and still I haven't seen your face. Not that I would want to feel that rush of burning shame I feel every time I think about it. Other than the occasional yes no five minute phone conversation, I haven't really talked to you since that night. You're room still threads burning wires into my skin when I walk past, and I have to make mom go in for anything that needs to be done. She wonders what happened between us, but then I wonder how close we really ever were to begin with. We barely knew each other from the start. After dad died you came and lived with me and mom, you were like some distant cousin I only saw on holidays. I saw your attempts to reach out to me, but I guess I didn't want you to force anything. I wonder still if you're angry with me, or if you think I'm angry with you. Neither of us has the courage to acknowledge the existence of that night. My dearest brother, in just the matter of days you'll be graduating from college, and moving back home. I hope we can find it in ourselves to put that night behind us.

I sat with a knot in my stomach as mom paced back and forth, waiting for Jake to call her after he landed. Her pacing helped me keep track of time, and I kept feeling unsure if I wanted it to go faster or slower. My tail had a habit of twitching during tense moments like this, and my fur kept trying to stand on end. Mom was a tall slender tigress, and dad was a built dark brown lion. Me and my brother both ended up with mixed genes, but he took more after dad, while I took more after mom. Jake had muscles, and his brown fur was more present than his tan stripes, while I was thin with fifty-fifty brown/tan striping.

Mom sighed and went into the kitchen, making herself a cup of tea to calm her nerves.

"Tristen do you want a cup?" she offered. I shook my head, barely aware of what she had even said. Neither of us had seen Jake since dad's funeral, that was two months ago. He had been staying with our uncle while he finished up school. Now he's moving in with us in Boston. Mom and dad split up four years ago, I was fifteen, Jake was eighteen. Mom and Dad both became more and more involved in their own careers, and they ended up drifting apart. The court decided to split custody between the two of them, with full visitation rights. But dad never visited. Jake lived with him and even he barely saw him. Mom was a little less absorbed by her work, and made the time to be with us on holidays. After a few minutes passed the phone rang and mom jumped to answer it. My heart skipped a beat when I knew for sure it was Jake. Mom and I went down and out to the car, my body shaking the entire time. It was a quick fifteen minute drive to the airport, and I felt rushing heat and cold flowing through me as we walked in to find Jake. It only took a few seconds to pick him out among the group. Mom waved at him as she ran up to him, pulling him into a tearful hug. I hesitantly walked toward them, my hands tucked into my pockets. I looked up at him and his smile faded into a nervous smirk, his eyes dodging mine.

"Hey..." He muttered as we stood across from each other.

"Hey" I offered back. Our mom looked at the both of us, thoroughly disappointed with our reunion. Sadly this was all that could be done until one of the gained the nerve to break the wall that had been built between us. But to my surprise, I saw Jake drop his bag and step over to me, pulling me into nearly suffocating hug. My arms wrapped around him out of instinct, but with time I pulled him in, breathing in the scent of his shirt. I felt myself start to choke up a bit, and as soon as he went to let me go, I held him tighter, not wanting him to let go. He gently ran his hand over my head, his other arm a vice around me.

"It's alright" he whispered, caressing my ear a bit. Mom came over and hugged the both of us, and I broke down, crying into Jake, not knowing what I was supposed to be feeling.

When we got back to the house mom showed Jake how she freshened up his room, with new bedding and a new dresser. I stood in the hallway as they talked, thinking back to my last time in that room. Flashes of my memories came rushing at me, and I staggered a bit before walking over to my room, flopping down on the bed. I heard my door creak open a bit, and I quickly turned to see Jake smiling, but there was sadness and disappointment in his eyes. My throat locked tight, and no words could escape me. All I could do is look away in my shame. Jake stepped out from my doorway, and I felt a searing pain wrap around my heart. How could I talk to him about what happened?

That night was the first dinner together as a family in a long time. Mom and Jake couldn't stop talking, while I sat idly, trying to force down the food in front of me.

"So what kind of job will you be doing?" Mom asked.

"Software and programming, just random stuff for cell phones and small electronics" Jake went on.

"So Tristen, maybe tomorrow when I leave for work you can show your brother around town?" She suggested.

"Mhmm" I muttered, twirling a fork on my plate.

"Is something wrong? You've barely touched your dinner" she noted.

"No, nothings wrong." I told her plainly. I could see Jake looking at me from the corner of my eye, but I didn't dare look. Not out of anger or hate, but fear. Those eyes have seen deeper into me than anything I'd ever felt, I didn't have the strength to let them inside me again.

After dinner Jake and I cleared the table and did the dishes, my composure around him stiff and static. As I rinsed his hand bumped mine, instantly flaring out my tail. I tried to ignore it for the moment, but somehow Jake had noticed, a sort of grin curling on his lips. I quickly finished the dishes and retreated to my room, burying myself under my covers, my face hot with frustration. Why did I feel this way? What was happening to me? I could hear faint words between mom and Jake in the living room. And I let myself drift off, exhausted from the day's reunion.

The next morning I woke up to see Jake at the table, drinking coffee and reading the paper.

"You're such an adult" I mentioned blandly on my way to the fridge.

"So you're talking to me now, that's progress" Jake smirked into his mug.

"Trust me, if I wasn't half asleep right now I'd be much less vocal" I told him as I dug for cereal in the cabinet.

"Well while you're in the talking mood, you know... we have to talk about what happened at some point." He said, his tone much more serious. His words stopped me dead in my tracks, my body incapable of moving. "We could do it now and get it past us, or we could wait till you muster up the courage, and we both know you've never been the type to take charge of a situation" He noted, trying to make the situation a bit lighter. There was something in his words that irritated me, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I marched over to the table and sat down, flumping down in my chair and folding my arms, preparing myself for the conversation ahead. "So...how should we do this?" Jake said, finally showing some weakness.

"I guess I should just tell you... how I feel about what happened." I told him.

"Alright, whenever you're ready"he said, his voice shaking a bit.

My thoughts began drifting, back to that night. Mom and Dad were arguing out in the kitchen, and Jake and I were in his room, silently listening in. Even though I was fifteen, I still had all the bad habits from when I was a child, including sleeping in Jake's bed when I was upset. We sat quiet, trying to make out what Mom and Dad were saying.

"This one's pretty bad. I don't understand why they still bother fighting since they're already divorced. Tomorrow they wont have to deal with each other, do why try to get in the last word" Jake fussed.

"Jake...I don't want you to go" I murmured, tears welling up in my eyes. Jake crawled over to me and pulled me tight, pulling my head to his chest.

"I know... I don't wanna go. This whole thing sucks, but we'll get through it. I promised" He told me, pulling me even tighter, his body pressed against mine. I cried into him, feeling like such a child at the time. I could tell by the way his body was clenched to mine, he was crying too, despite his efforts to be brave for my sake. I loved him for that, for always being there for me.

At one point I thought the both of us had fallen asleep, and when I woke it was three in the morning, the house dark and quiet. I saw that Jake had actually been lying awake, quietly thinking to himself. I laid back down next to him, brushing my tail against him. His tail eventually met mine, the both of them swaying and rubbing against each other. I put my hand on top of his, squeezing tight as I looked up at him. His eyes were so intense, the rich golden brown color burning inside them. My heart felt weak all the sudden, and I felt his other hand wrap around my waist, pulling me in. I could feel Jake's breath gliding across me, and I buried my head in his bare chest, the softness of his fur flowing across my muzzle. I felt his hand slowly move down my back, inching its way to the hem of my pants. I felt his thumb slide in, and my body began to quiver, my heart racing. My hands made their way across his shoulders as I slowly looked up as him. At the position I was in, I could only see his lips, and feel the short shallow breaths Jake was making. I placed my hand against his cheek, his hand quickly holding it to him as he nuzzled it sweetly. I felt him lean forward, his face coming closer to mine. I leaned forward as well, closing my eyes as I felt our lips touch, and our bodies tighten. Neither of us moved for several moments, we we frozen in that moment of time. Eventually Jake leaned further into me, his lips pressing into mine, a slight moan escaping him. That moan was all we needed for our bodies to lock together, our bodies becoming alive with movement, our hand exploring our bodies. The experience was so surreal, my entire being was engulfed in Jake's warmth. I felt his manhood swollen in his pants, pressing into me eagerly. I finally moaned as well, my own member swelling as his touch. I felt his hand pushing his pants down, his bare flesh and fur presented to me under the covers. I felt a paralyzing nervousness come over me as he pressed his palm to my bulge, kissing me as he rubbed me. I let his tongue into me, and tried to manage to caress his with my own. I pulled my pants down as well, wanting to feel our raw bodies pressed together. Jake beat me to it, instantly thrusting his hips to mine, letting out a sharp moan as his cock slid against my belly. As we thrusted and caressed I felt his own member slid against mine, my body unable to handle such pleasure. I whimpered and moaned in pure elation as Jake huffed and puffed, our bodies already becoming soaked with sweat. I felt Jake pull me under him as he shuffled his body over mine, his member laying on me, pressing in slightly. He pulled me into the deepest kiss, his tongue reaching as far as is could, his hand grasping our members, pulling and sliding them together. Jake broke the kiss for a mere moment, rushing over to his dresser and fumbling with something. He pulled the covered off of us, both of our bodies completely exposed to the cool air in the room. He lifted my legs over his shoulders, pouring something into his hand before working his length. I felt him press his tip against me, slowly prodding and poking inside my hole. I held the arm he was steadying himself with, clutching to it for dear life. When I felt him slip inside me, pushing all the way in, I turned and moaned into his arm, unable to keep myself from holding it in. He put his hand on my shoulders and pushed, his dick unable to go in any further. He built up a steady rhythm, his thick member sliding in and out of me. I felt his hand against my member, still wet with lube, as he began pumping it hard and slow. I reached up for him and he let my legs down, leaning over me as he continued. I kissed him passionately, both of us whispering each others names as we came closer and closer. Soon I felt Jake shaking, his thrusts pushing harder and harder. He bit into my shoulder and clenched down as I felt his cock swell inside me, warmth spreading through my insides as my own member began pulsing. I thanked the gods Jake's fangs locked down on me had kept me from screaming out in ecstasy. We sat panting for the longest time, neither of us able to move. After Jake slid out of me I clung to him, quickly drifting off with exhaustion. When I woke up the next morning, he was gone, and I had been left with everything that had happened that night, but with no answers.

"Jake...I want you to know... that what happened...it made me feel...alone" I stammered, fighting back tears.

"Alone?" Jake questioned.

"After everything that happened that night, you were just gone... and... I had no idea how YOU felt about it. I wanted to say something, but I was terrified" I cried, wiping the tears from my face.

"You didn't have to be scared Tristen. Everything I did that night I did because I wanted you to know how much I loved you, and still love you. I never meant for you to feel alone, I just always hoped we would get another chance to talk about things" Jake cried, coming over and hugging me. We stood crying into each other, the pains in my heart finally easing. After we managed to stop crying Jake looked down at me, smiling warmly. "Tristen, I know were brothers, and I'll always love you as a brother. But I can't lie to you, I'm IN love with you as well. It's ok if you don't feel the same way, or even if you hate me for it. I just need you to know that I would do anything to make you happy" He whispered, kissing me on the forehead.

"I love you too Jake, and... I wanna be with you. I want to make up for all the time we lost together" I told him as we came into as kiss.

"I'll never leave your side again little brother, I'll be here so you'll never feel alone again" Jake smiled as he put my hand on his heart. With his words my heart and soul became mended, and no longer did I fear the person I loved the most. And with time, I hoped I could come to know Jake closer than ever before.