Forging Bonds-Chapter 2: Remedy
#3 of Forging Bonds
In the last chapter of Forging Bonds, Kaera was still processing the dramatic shift in lifestyle after her mother successfully completed the Mating Ceremony to a male named Brákfur, a Fenri that was on the upper echelons of society due to being a prominent military member. Despite the changes, society seemed to have her, her twin brother, and her mother in a state of limbo. Speaking of changes, Kaera got her first dose of the stage in her life where she became an adult. The parents explained puberty and mating, even demonstrating sex in front of her and two other siblings. Even after watching them have intercourse, she was told that she would have to wait for her Mating Ceremony, which was years from now, or else she would revert to her previous life in the shack she just escaped from.
Will Kaera be a good girl and preserve herself till her Mating Ceremony arrives, or will her instinct take over her, risking her life before she receives a potion that's supposed to tame her heat?
Chapter length: 4,065 words
Chapter 2: Remedy
The rest of yesterday lasted for an eternity dealing with my heat without any methods of taming it. Father had a plethora of meetings at the house that ranged from his other two biological sons, Dágfárik and Rýnaki, searching for their higher education, mainly Rýnaki's, to politics. I found out that he loathed the political discussion.
I lay in my bed, listening on when dad elevated his voice during the political conversation about annexing our Káyüt neighbors to the west of Canir. My heat was determined to punish me each second that went by without mimicking what he and my mother showed my brothers and me earlier. Three rapid knocks followed by an additional knock after a solid pause alerted me to Lárus. I quickly changed into my underwear and covered myself in the thinnest blankets after I told him to wait a minute.
"Now you can come in."
If Lárus and I lost our genitalia and my breasts disappeared, we would appear exact replicas of each other in society's view. If most of its members took the time to care about it instead of dismissing us, they would notice other differences that aren't the distinctive male and female anatomy. My fur was a darker shade of grey than his, and I had a larger build. Mom told us that he mostly took her traits while I inherited our actual father, whoever he was. My brown eyes stared at his icy-blue set as he entered my room after opening the door. He was pitching a tent in his underwear as he strolled towards me. I knew his actual shaft was out of his sheath, and a portion of me influenced by my heat wanted to behold what he was packing. Standing near my bed while I was lying, I smelled his odor that was identical to the soiled laundry earlier. Oh fuck, I never realized how hot he was until I was aware of puberty.
"How are you feeling?" asked Lárus.
"The trip to the potion shop can't come soon enough," I responded, trying to conceal my timidity.
"That bad?"
I nodded my head. "I hate it."
Lárus proceeded to sit at the edge of my bed. "You will get used to it eventually. The potion will greatly aid you in that endeavor."
"And tonight will be one of the worst nights of sleep I ever had."
"We could try cuddling like we did back at our old home when either of us or both had nightmares, or there was a storm and mom wasn't around."
"Would it work, and what about my urges?"
My brother shrugged his shoulders. "It worked when we were in distress, so why would this be any different. As for the surefire method mom mentioned, I promise that it won't come to that tonight. Not unless you want me to at some point."
"Don't you find it weird that you aren't completely rejecting the idea of doing your sister, the same sister you shared the identical space together inside mom? Not to mention she and dad told us not to engage in sex with each other."
"I just see it as a way of helping my twin sibling out. I find it as my job as a brother to be there for you, even though you can be a pain in the ass."
"I feel the exact same way regardless of you being a dick. I guess our circumstances had a hand in it."
"I agree. Despite mom's best efforts, we relied on each other most often growing up. So, are you still interested in my offer? If it doesn't work after two hours, I can return to my room."
"Let's give it a shot."
I positioned my back, so it rested against my brother's bare chest. He wrapped his arms around me, asking if they were fine where they were, and I responded with approval. To add more to the cuddle, he offered his tail for me to hold against my chest. Being so close to him, sensing his warm breath, his chest rising, and his heartbeat, I started to heat up, and my breaths became more rapid. Our thin barrier around our waists does nothing at preventing from sensing his bulge against my butt, detecting it twitch behind his underwear. Imagining what his actual member looks like, desiring it, and his musk forced me to leak my arousal. I assumed that I was affecting him by perceiving his breathing and heart rate increase in speed, unsure if he was awake or dreaming. It wouldn't surprise me if he was asleep because he could sleep anywhere, and not even a giant tree crashing beside him would wake him up.
It was pleasant having Lárus adjacent to me once I focused on his soft fur, and I tamed my nerves and urges. As he said earlier, we would be there for each other when we were in distress. I remembered trying to assist him off of a tree when he realized that he had a fear of heights or he was choking on his food at dinner one night during our childhood. He rescued me when I fell through a frozen lake or buried beneath a mountain of items from the storage room. We would often tag-team against numerous assholes who decided to pick a fight with us, suffering cuts, bruises, and an occasional broken nose if we were in public. The odd thing was we would sense when either of us was in trouble or about to be if we were in the near vicinity without saying any words, so that was probably why he was sleeping next to me in bed, though I needed him to do more.
"Lárus?"
"Hm?" I heard him yawn as he woke up. "Did you say something?"
"I can't stand my heat any longer. I need you to mate me."
"Sounds like my bitch of a sister wants her big brother to shove his fat cock inside her pussy."
"Yes," I begged. My twin sibling's words caused my arousal to spike and my tail to thump on the bed. "Take me now."
My sibling and I raced each other to determine who could remove the other's underwear the fastest. Gripping the waistband, I slid his down while he did my panties simultaneously, ending in a tie, and I removed my bra. I presented my wet pussy to him as I eagerly waited for him to fill me with his penis, admiring his red flesh throbbing outside his sheath and his testicles that are dangling with my salvation. They were indicators that he was a stud among studs. His hands proceeded to pin my arms, and I released a gasp at the force he exerted on them. It only turned me on, even more, whimpering already in anticipation before he even inserted his shaft into my vagina.
My body tensed up as my vulva began to part from Lárus's cock entering me, inhaling deeply. He immediately increased the ferocity of his penetrations up to max, uttering primal grunts as he pierced my womanhood. I matched his sounds with my moans while my juices coated his member, making his movements more fluid. The bed began to collide against the wall as he became unrelenting with his speed. All I was capable of was allowing the new sensations and my instincts to flow without any hindrance as I wrapped my legs around him. Every sensitive area on my sex was hit from his shaft, his balls slapping against my groin.
Just when I thought I had reached my emotional limit, Lárus moved his head to my neck, breathing heavily. He began to press his lips on it, kissing it repeatedly. Each time his wet lips made contact, I trembled like I experienced a sudden temperature drop, although his warmth, my heat, and the well-insulated house provided more than enough support to fight the cold. My lips yearned for contact, so I placed my right hand on his cheek and applied enough force to guide him over once his hand released mine. Our lips and tongue touched one another, and each movement we made with them was electrifying. As we kissed, our arms maneuvered around each other's bodies until we embraced as a romantic couple, and we made eye contact.
My moans turned into fugacious yips as Lárus placed his hips closer to my vagina, and his thrusts were also equally brief without pulling most of his penis out this time. His enlarged knot started to separate my folds as it partially entered my slit. Slowly, they parted, even more, accepting additional thickness from his red, pulsating dick dripping his precum in copious amounts.
"I'm about to, Kaera," Lárus alerted me.
"I want all of it," I responded. My objective was near, and there was no way I was allowing it to slip out of my grasp. I inhaled deeply and exhaled my most primal sound as I sensed my vulva expand and contract on my brother's knot, and his tip pierced my cervix. It was one of a million intense pieces of information I was processing in my head, taking note of him biting down on my neck. The throbs felt divine, and the amount of semen he ejaculated into my womb was water on a raging fire before his penis became a dam, trapping all of it inside. My room smelled of my arousal from the fluids I discharged from my pussy.
I stared at my brother once my orgasm faded to a manageable level, and I kissed him. "That felt wonderful. I appreciate it, Lárus."
"Anything to help my little sister," Lárus replied.
I became infuriated. "Our mother expelled me a couple of minutes after you."
"That still means I'm older by that much." I turned even redder, which caused Lárus to chuckle. "You're cute whenever you make that angry face." That prompted me to pound his shoulders a few times gently with my fists.
"Oh Faer, you're unbearable."
"And yet you tied the knot with me, meaning you selected me as your partner for life even though I'm your unbearable brother. There's one other thing I need to say."
I tilted my head in confusion. "What is it?"
"Time to wake up, Kaera."
(Jukush 13 Year 665 of the 4th Age)
I jolted out of bed and witnessed Lárus staring at me as he was sitting over the edge of my bed. We were still in our underwear, and I was overwhelmed by my scent as I stared at my crotch underneath the blankets, observing my wet panties. For a moment, I feared that we violated the promise we made to mom and dad, and we breached a significant taboo. Then, my emotion turned to relief mixed with anger as my heat was still present and powerful as ever. It turned out that females can experience a wet dream too. My nostrils flared as I detected his potent scent in addition to mine.
"Rise and shine, Kaera," my brother uttered.
"Morning," I responded.
"You must've slept well last night." True, I did manage to sleep peacefully. I was trying to figure out when it transitioned into an erotic dream and what was real versus fantasy. I responded with a nod, not bothering to tell him the vision that I had. "I better sneak back to my room before our parents wake up, or else they would assume we were up to funny business if you know what I'm saying." With his scent in the room mingling with mine, it wouldn't surprise me for them to suspect we had coitus despite their warning yesterday.
"I'll see you later," I said.
"Same here." I watched Lárus walk over to the door awkwardly as he tried to conceal something embarrassing around his crotch, making a safe presumption that he had experienced a wet dream also. Still, I decided to not inquire further on his private matter. His mostly nude figure still took my breath away. Before he left, I wanted to know if what he said last night was real or just my imagination.
"Thank you for helping me last night."
"You're welcome." My brother was on the verge of entering the hallway.
"I have a question." Lárus shut the door, still inside my room with a quizzical expression on his visage. "In a fictional realm, if I were to ask for you to assist me with my heat by utilizing... you know... would you do it?" I watched him raise an eyebrow.
"Would we share the same experience of enduring hardships by being at each other's side no matter how much we annoyed each other? Would we still possess the same memories as this realm?"
"Yes," I answered both questions with a single word.
"Then only if you are ready."
"Even though we're brother and sister, and we would enter into forbidden territory?"
"That means that we know each other better than anybody else. I trust that each of us would alert the other if we would become uncomfortable."
"That's all I needed to know."
Lárus shut the door, walked up to me, and gave me a warm embrace. "I helped you from the frozen lake and that crummy storage room at our old home while you saved me when I was on a tree branch and alerted mom that I was choking when I was unable to speak. We both received injuries from fighting people that picked on us. In my opinion, asking me for sex to help with your heat is no different from the other examples of helping one another. So, if and when you're ready, I'll be there for you. We've been there for each other since we were young." My eyes widened, and I let out a moan as his lips pressed against mine, and his hug tightened. I detected a tiny spark during our exchange. It must've been static electricity. "Love you, sis."
"Love you, brother."
As he left through the door, Lárus turned around for a few more words. "You may want to use some shampoo or something to get rid of my scent in the room, and we need a shower."
Dad took Lárus, me, and our mother over to the apothecary in Álfsandur for supplies that dealt with Fenri becoming adults from entering puberty. As with the previous times, my twin brother and I went out in public with our parents inside a luxurious carriage and rode all the way into town. It was a major upgrade than walking, though traveling simply on horseback would be fancier than our own two feet, and it was like my bedroom had wheels with how comfortable the cushions were. The colors were a dark shade of brown with gold stitching. There was ample space to accommodate all five of us in comfort. Over by dad, there was a compartment for containing alcohol. He was sitting opposite from me with mom while Lárus sat in between me and Róstran.
No outside sound disturbed us as the horses pulled us towards town. I stared out the window at the passing trees, hills, and snow, trying to ignore the male pheromones. Despite living in the forest for virtually my entire life, I'm not used to observing these trees, not believing that I was missing any aspect from that run-down shack.
Álfsandur was a large town, way bigger than its next-door neighbor, Kelna, and more resources and activities were available. It was also the closest settlement with a potion shop. The one dad took us had multiple Fenri entering and leaving the building. As my new family and I stepped out of the carriage, most gave mom, Lárus, and I several seconds before continuing on with their day. I sighed as I assumed that the citizens that had us in a state of limbo actually loathed us but didn't have the balls to express their disapproval in front of dad. Mom didn't seem fazed at the residents' attitude as she and dad playfully teased each other.
Inside the shop, it was crowded. Apparently, Lárus, Róstran, and I weren't the only ones experiencing puberty for the first time as other families made up the majority of customers. Mom must've sensed Róstran was becoming uneasy suddenly as she had her left arm around him and held him close to her side. Thankfully our wait was short as the owner noticed us, particularly dad, told his three employees to man the fort, and took us into a private room. Once he had us within the chamber, he and dad embraced each other with him patting dad on the back.
"It's great to see you again, Brákfur," he spoke with a deep voice.
"Likewise, Tandri," dad responded.
"And how's Róstran doing today?"
"Fine," Róstran answered Tandri's question.
"Glad to hear that." Tandri stared back at dad. "You're here for his refill, I take it. How is it performing?"
"Doing well. Róstran hasn't had an accident or a breakdown when it becomes dark since taking it. You're right on the refill, but he needs a different potion in addition." Dad started to indicate to my brother and me. "These two also need the same remedy as him. It's that time in life where puberty sets and the young Fenri become adults."
Tandri laughed. "You're telling me. Since opening today, I've been busy, and it appears that it will be that way for some time. Luckily, I predicted this and increased my back-stock to handle the demand. I have the treatment for their personal needs in reserve for you." As he inspected my sibling, mother, and me, I didn't detect any sense of hostility towards us. He appeared to be joyful, one of the rarer expressions we received from the public. "So, you're the three the town keeps talking about." We made our introductions to him and shook our hands. "Think you can keep up with three pure-blood Direfenri, Brákfur?"
"I have half of it in my blood, so it shouldn't be a problem," dad answered.
That was the first time I heard about my actual father, and it wasn't mom that mentioned it. She never spoke about him and deflected whenever Lárus or I tried to ask about him. Apparently, he was also a Direfenri like her.
"In that case, it'll require extra potency for Kaera's and Lárus's potion to deal with their puberty, especially hers for her heat," Tandri spoke. As he rummaged through, Lárus asked him a question.
"How do you and dad know each other?"
"Tandri was a combat medic under my command back when we served in the military," dad answered.
"Saved each other's tail a couple of times each back during the war against Krusia," Tandri added. "That reminds me. How's it going trying to retire from your post as Alpha?"
"Too fucking slow. The council and the Alpha Prime agreed that I should retain my status for twenty more years, though I have gotten away with refusing a portion of their offers. Regardless, there's no way they'll let me go while Canir is in the middle of annexing the Káyüt's land to the west between Rusask and us."
"If you want my opinion, I say each party would benefit from the exchange."
"As much as you want to hear me go on and on about how much I 'love' politics, I need the potions pronto, and I promised my wife and children to take them to a restaurant for lunch after."
"I just found them." I watched Tandri reveal what Lárus and I would be consuming to deal with our respective bodily changes from puberty until our Mating Ceremony arrived. The potions were different shades of turquoise and thickness. He handed me the more fluid potion and showed me how much I was supposed to use with two fingers. "I want you to mix this much into a large cup of water and consume it two days before your heat kicks in. It shall reduce the intensity to make it tolerable, though you will still feel its presence, and subdue your scent to prevent some horny male from sticking his member in you before the ceremony." He looked at my brother and Róstran next. "For you two, just apply a small handful of the mixture into your hand, and apply it to your penis whenever you experience an erection that won't go away after ten minutes at most. It'll cause your member to become numb and force it back inside. If you three followed my instructions carefully, I shouldn't expect you until around three months for a refill."
"Thanks for the help," dad uttered.
"Anything for a brother-in-arms, and it was a pleasure to behold your new family."
"Same here," mom spoke.
After paying for the potions and Róstran's other medications, dad took us to the Carnivorous Hangout restaurant. To summarize what it was, it was a buffet of various cuts of meat from assorted animals. There was no limit on how much we could consume, so Lárus and I had a competition to determine who could ingest the most food. We walked around a massive, circular fire-pit that cooked the meat, accumulating fish, poultry, and wild game on our plates multiple times.
Dad gave a chuckle at the contest. "It seems like you have appetites of a Direfenri."
"I heard Tandri mentioned that back the shop," Róstran mentioned. "What is it?"
"It's naturally the strongest and tallest member among Fenri. It's also the most sought-after for a partner because of the sex drive and genitalia. Still, it's sporadic to encounter a full-blooded Direfenri due to the population, and its aggressive nature tends to land one in trouble."
"Was that another reason why you selected me at the Mating Ceremony?" asked mom.
"That was a cherry on top that you're one. If I stuck with the criteria for a full-blooded Direfenri, then I would be marrying the Alpha Prime's daughter. I married you for all the reasons I stated earlier and have not regretted it since." Dad got mom to chuckle by kissing her on the neck.
"Apparently, mine and Lárus's actual dad was also a Direfenri like you, mom," I spoke. "What else was he like?"
Mom sighed and frowned. "He was many things that I managed to locate some in your new father. If only we weren't impulsive back then." I saw her wipe a tear off her eye before reverting to her cheerful self, and she laid her head on stepdad's chest. "I have him to love, and that's all in the past now."
Once we finished our meal, Lárus and I stared at our five plates that were once filled with heaping piles of food, and everyone belched one at a time as a show of gratitude. My brother and I bickered, claiming that one of us had a more immense mound than the other. If we were in our original domicile, we tend to escalate our argument. Perhaps as a way of shutting us up, mom had to show us up by demonstrating her pile of dirty dishes. The number of plates outnumbered Lárus's and mine to where it didn't even matter if she did have heaping piles of comestibles or not. She probably wanted to catch up from the lack of meals she had in the shack. As we traveled to our carriage, mom squealed at a clothing store that contained feminine underwear as one of its offerings. Róstran and we waited outside while our parents took a pit-stop at the shop. While we waited, Lárus decided to bond with Róstran.
"So... you must be afraid of the dark?" I responded by slapping him on the back of his head. "Oww! What was that for?"
"Don't you think it's a bit of private information from him?" I responded.
"Yeah, I know it's childish to fear the dark," Róstran replied like he was tired of saying it.
"I-I-I didn't mean to...."
"I don't want to go into further detail," Róstran interrupted Lárus, clearly agitated about the topic. "Please, don't ask about it more." His mood canceled any further attempts to bond with him for the rest of the day.
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