Morning Ares

Ares woke to the soft shuffle of sheets...and a not-so-soft nudge of something against his nose. Blinking one eye open, he found Johanna's foot pressed against his face, with the rest of her half-curled sideways across the pillows and one arm stretched all the way to the edge of the bed. With a chuckle, the big Doberman kissed the padded toes that had kicked him in her sleep. She didn't so much as twitch.

Sitting up in the bed and taking a leisurely stretch, Ares slipped quietly out from under the sheets and pulled on some fresh pajamas. He paused as Johanna's hand swept slowly down the empty space beside her, as though searching for their missing siblings. After a quarter-arc it stopped, though, and she still did not wake. Ares descended the stairs to fetch her some coffee as a good-morning surprise.

He paused at the foot of the stairs, though, noting the other pair of Dogs curled up together on the couch and still out cold. That hadn't been the state he'd expected to find them in. And while Ares wouldn't put it passed his sister to still need another go or two at some point in the night, he did find it curious that they hadn't come back to the bed afterward.

Leaning over the back of the couch, Ares tapped Dane's shoulder gently. "Hey," he whispered when the Dalmatian opened one eye with a confused grunt, "You guys okay?"

"Uh...yeah," Dane answered groggily as his brain began to catch up with the situation, "Weird night. That mood...hit Gemini," he yawned, carefully unwrapping his arms from around his girlfriend so he could sit up.

Ares quirked a brow at that answer, and couldn't quite suppress a smirk, though he managed to avoid asking how Dane could tell the difference from her normal mood. "Okay," he nodded, "Get some more rest, then. No rush. I was just checking on you. There'll be coffee in a few minutes."

"Thanks," Dane nodded, stretching lazily with Gemini's feet in his lap...and the female Doberman's bobbed tail began slowly wagging as a prelude to her actual waking.

The carafe was full and hot, and the sleepy couple both sitting up on the couch to start their morning with a cuddle, as Ares made his way back up the stairs with Johanna's favorite mug steaming in his hands. She still hadn't moved from where he'd last seen her when he climbed up into the room. Her nose twitched as he set the mug on the nightstand, though...and her hand once again began reaching across the bed as though searching for something. "It's okay," Ares assured her quietly, "They're just downstairs. We only got up a minute ago, too."

Her hand stopped where it was, and she lay still for another minute before hesitantly pushing herself about halfway to a sitting position. Her eyes were still closed, and mostly hidden behind the cascade of long hair covering her face, as her body seemed to be trying to start the day without her. Ares chuckled again at the sight. "Yeah...we are definitely going to have to get a coffee maker up here."

Johanna's ears twitched...and she nodded, finally finishing sitting up and pushing her hair back from her face. "...Th'nk ya," Johanna muttered with her face in one hand and the other extended toward Ares. The Doberman carefully hooked the handle of the mug around her fingers, making sure she actually had a grip before he released his, and sat with her quietly through her first few sips. "...Pants," she requested once she was aware enough to be sure of forming the entire word.

Ares pulled open a couple of the under-bed drawers, until he found some loose, light pajamas he didn't recognize as being Gemini's. Ares even got on his knees in the floor, holding the elastic waist open for her to slide her legs into...which Johanna did, after carefully scooting to the edge of the bed and making sure to set her coffee mug back on the nightstand. "S'nice," she sighed, then cleared her throat and tried again, "So nice. Thank you," she said more clearly, then patted the bed beside her.

"You're welcome," Ares nodded, "Want the shirt?" He held up the tops that matched the bottoms, but Johanna just shook her head and collected her mug again. One article would be enough for her brother to enjoy stripping off of her, and she didn't mind giving them all a little treat for their eyes in the meantime. Sitting back down beside her and putting an arm around her shoulders, the big Doberman added, "Just thought I'd give you a good first morning in the new bed, and get a little time in with you before we head downstairs. It sounds kind of silly after a day like yesterday," he admitted with a grin, "But I'm still getting used to this new relationship... and enjoying it a lot."

Johanna took a long, slow sip of her coffee before nodding. "Hey," she said softly, "It's fine to take time with me when you want it, including alone. I'm going to do the same with you," she promised, "I'm sorry if the rules I've set made it seem like I wouldn't want that. I do."

Ares kissed the top of her head and gave her shoulders an affectionate squeeze. "Thanks, Johanna," he smiled, "That sounded pretty coherent and thoughtful. Ready to go downstairs?" When she nodded, he scooped his other arm under her knees and lifted her in his arms, careful not to jostle her too much with the coffee in her hands. Johanna blinked at him blankly as the strong Doberman proceeded to carry her down the stairs like so much laundry.

Gemini giggled when she saw them coming, and scooted aside to let her brother gently deposit Johanna between her and Dane, where the Dalmatian could lean on her brother. She did so, still blinking at Ares on the love-seat across the coffee-table from them like she didn't quite understand the situation she was in. Dane and Gemini each gave her a good-morning kiss on the cheek, but she took the time to finish her coffee and put the mug down on the table before responding to either of them. Then, giving first Gemini and then Dane a single, soft peck on the lips, she stated flatly, "I love you, brother. But I just realized I've broken a promise, and I need to apologize for it. Let me be his, exclusively, for the next hour or so. Please."

Dane quirked a brow at her, rubbing one sleepy eye. "Sis, you don't need my permission for..." But the blank, unblinking look she was giving directly into his eyes somehow still conveyed that she wanted that, whether it was needed or not. With a chuckle, Dane kissed her nose. "Alright. Give your boyfriend a nice apology, and be good to him. I'm not going to touch you again until you've done that."

"Yes, brother," she nodded, pushing up from the couch.

Ares rolled his eyes, finding the exchange cute but, much like Dane, completely unnecessary. "How about some breakfast first?" he suggested with a sympathetic smile as Johanna stepped around the coffee table to join him.

"Okay," Johanna agreed simply...then surprised him by getting down on her knees right there, leaning in between his, and kissing the crotch of his pajamas while her hands slipped into the waist. "I'll start with the sausage, please." Pulling the elastic hem forward and down, her next kiss was placed squarely on the tip peeking out of his sheath, and rapidly growing to the point she could affectionately suck it fully into her mouth.

Gemini giggled with both hands around her muzzle, trying hard not to burst out laughing at her brother's shocked expression. Johanna had genuinely caught him by surprise with that little move. "Oo, wait just a bit, honeybear," she leaned over to give Dane a kiss on the cheek, "I'm going to get some pancakes going, then we'll go wash up while they're busy." With that promise, she skipped off to the kitchen with tail wagging, still stark naked. Dane followed her with a dreamy smile, giving Ares a wink as he left.

"Sweetcakes," the big Doberman chuckled, "You didn't have to...ooo," he sighed as she teased the slit at the tip of his bone with her tongue before sliding her muzzle all the way down to caress the area that would soon be swelling out into his knot. "Wuff...good girl," he praised instead, laying one hand gently on top of her head.

Her expression never changed, but Johanna's ears perked up on either side of his hand and her tail wagged once, slowly. She remained there on her knees, head gently bobbing up and down on his thick bone, until his knot had fully formed and the first tell-tale tremors began to make him unsteady in her mouth. With a little slurp, Johanna pulled back, holding him upright with one hand while her tongue teasingly swirled around just his tip and she looked up at him thoughtfully. "...Cream my coffee, or my face?" she asked softly, giving him a little kiss and a light stroke behind the knot.

"Urgh! Wuff!" Ares hissed, seizing the armrest and cushion in a grip that would have been painful if he'd kept it on her head. With teeth clenched, he exhaled one long wheeze, choking back the howl in his chest while Johanna tipped him forward a little and continued to idly lick the underside of his bone. She politely (deliberately) ignored his milk splashing against her nose, and across her muzzle, and eyes, and even a little in her hair.

"You're not supposed to hold that back anymore," the Dalmatian noted as her boyfriend started to calm down, then put her lips around his tip to gently suck him like a thick straw, coaxing the last few drops of milk out of him and onto her tongue.

Ares gently patted her head, rubbing one ear as he panted for breath. "Ugh...ah...didn't want...to hurt your...ears...in the middle...of all that," he explained.

Gemini giggled, coming in from the kitchen with two plates piled high with fresh pancakes and scrambled eggs. "Nice timing," she grinned, setting the plates on the coffee table before giving a kiss to Johanna's messy muzzle and another to her brother's. "It still sounded good," she promised, gently patting Ares' face and then standing back upright. "Your hour's nowhere near up, but you should take another one anyway, after you eat."

"Yeah," Dane agreed a little tiredly from the door, having just finished washing up the cookware, "Gemi and I had a rough night, so we're going to rinse off and then sleep a little more. Wake us up when you're finished."

Johanna nodded, nuzzling the bone in front of her nose one last time as it began to retreat back into the sheath. "Yes, brother. Have sweet dreams." The female Dalmatian got up as the other pair left for the bedroom, and went to wash her face briefly in the kitchen sink. Clean and fresh and now fully awake, she settled onto the love-seat at Ares' shoulder, and leaned against him while they gratefully ate the breakfast their siblings had made for them. "You seemed to like that idea," Johanna remarked idly, giving a disappointed look at her empty mug, "Would you like to cream my coffee?"

"That is definitely not the idea I liked," Ares chuckled, reaching over to pat her thigh, "And it is downright criminal how cute you look with your chin down and your eyes up. I was about to blow whether you said anything or not."

"I'm glad," she admitted, "I don't really have the patience for make-up. I wouldn't mind on special occasions, maybe, but on typical mornings I'd rather have the extra minutes to sleep." Setting her empty plate back on the table, Johanna patted her thighs, as if just realizing her pockets were empty...and that the pajamas didn't have pockets in the first place. Looking around briefly, she even tried to reach into the bra she absolutely was not wearing, as if she might have tucked something inside of it. Having exhausted all unreasonable options, she accepted reality with a sigh: her phone had been left on the nightstand in her groggy state.

Ares smirked, piling his plate on top of hers. "Want me to go fetch it?" he asked gently, knowing full well what she was searching for.

He was more than a little surprised when she shook her head. "No. I just need something else to occupy my hands." Twisting a little more toward him in her seat, she apparently decided to occupy them with his shirt, taking a good handful in each fist and leaning fully against the larger Doberman. Ares leaned back with a chuckle, pulling his legs up onto the loveseat as she rolled on top of him and settled in with her legs astride his thighs and her head pillowed beside his on the armrest. She let go of her grip with one hand then, reaching up to gently rub the top of his head and lightly trace her fingers over his brow. "You're a very handsome boy," she muttered, as if a little disappointed with that fact, "I need to set up a mirror sometime, so I can actually see what we look like when you wuff me."

"Pretty sure we made a whole video you could watch for that," the Doberman chuckled, rubbing one hand up and down her bare back while the other rested lightly but shamelessly beside her tail.

Johanna shook her head, caressing his cheek as her hand drifted down to scratch under his chin. "You didn't feature enough, and we were turned the wrong way. Now open," she commanded gently, resting two fingers over his lips. When Ares promptly obeyed, loosely opening his mouth, she slid them through his lips and over his tongue, pressing it down against the floor of his mouth. "Now close, and keep quiet for a minute. You can do what you like with your hands in the meantime."

Arching a brow at those instructions, Ares gently closed his mouth around her fingers, sucking them lightly as she continued to caress his tongue, and slipped the hand beside her tail under the elastic band of her pajama pants to directly feel up the pleasingly supple skin beneath. Johanna simply nodded, as if to confirm that was an acceptable answer to something she'd asked, then lifted her head to look him clearly in the eyes. "I like clear communication. Honesty, too. I have tried to be as much of both with you as I can, because I think that's important to a relationship. But it can be harsh sometimes, too. And rude. I'm sure I've already come across that way at least once or twice, so I apologize for that."

She kissed his cheek, seeing the worry starting to mix with curiosity in his eyes, though he dutifully continued quietly sucking her fingers. "Now there's one more thing I want to state clearly, and honestly, just between us, now that we're together under the same roof: I'm glad you're here. I'm glad that you wanted me, and twice as glad that you said so before Gemini could prompt you. Whatever I might thoughtlessly say, you are not just the fourth wheel around here, but I'm afraid there will be times you might feel that way. I couldn't ask you to endure those with a clear conscience if I thought we had coerced you into this. So remember that we want you here. I want you here. And thank you for enduring the rest." Drawing her fingers fully out of his mouth then, she shrugged off the arm he'd been using to rub her back and pulled that hand up to her face. Kissing the tips of his middle and third finger, she declared, "Your turn," before wrapping her lips around them and gently sucking them as deep as her muzzle would allow, lightly bobbing her head as if going down on his bone.

"'Coerced' my tail," he chuckled, giving the cheek beside her tail a playful squeeze, "I'd made up my mind before Gemi ever mentioned the cabin, and was already looking for a good opportunity...or a way to make one...to bring it up. It just so happened that the timing and circumstances were perfect, for once in my life, and I didn't even know the half of it." Giving her a slightly sheepish grin, he admitted, "Granted, it was Gemini I expected to be competing with for your attention...but I knew I'd be coming in from a cold start, regardless. I don't expect to be your top Dog at the drop of the hat. So if you're feeling guilty, don't: I'm just grateful." He kissed her forehead, and she sighed around his fingers.

"Besides," he added with a chuckle, noting that one of her hands had abandoned his arm to rub down his chest and belly, and was now sliding not-so-discreetly into his pants to tease his sheath, "You're pretty wuffing generous with the supposed 'fourth wheel' here. I don't think most girlfriends are this free with their very exclusive boyfriends."

She ran her tongue along the tips of his fingers, accepting the compliment without answer or explanation. Until he removed his fingers from her mouth, her duty was to listen, regardless of what he said, and nothing more. Ares had to commend her for abiding her own rules like that, and kissed her cheek again as he pulled his fingers from her mouth. "You look a little cold," the Doberman noted, moving both hands to her bare shoulders and hugging her tight to his warm body, "Want me to warm you up?"

"I am very cozy right now," Johanna answered, clinging to his shirt again and rubbing her cheek against his chest, "If you're ready to go full-bore into me, I'll be happy to roll over. But if you have any patience left, I would like to be touched absolutely everywhere that is sensual, or sensitive, or shameful, to assure you that you have a claim on all of it."

"Even your brother's special place?" Ares chuckled, pushing her pants down from her rump and pulling her a little higher to be sure he could reach even her toes comfortably.

Johanna rocked her head, resting her muzzle across his from her new position. "My rule is not to penetrate. I won't be upset about you or Gemini teasing the surface. I'm pretty sure that disappoints Gemi more than you anyway."

"Probably," her boyfriend agreed with a chuckle, having no actual intention of testing her tolerance. Sliding his hands back up her body to start with her breasts, Ares growled playfully before kissing her shoulder, while Johanna slid one hand down his belly and into his pants, teasing the front of his sheath in return...

Gemini Girl-Time

"Mmm...hey there, sugarcube," Gemini cooed sometime later, waking up as Johanna settled into the bed against her back. The Dalmatian slid one arm underneath her and put the other over her, cupping her hands over the Doberman's breasts, before kissing her neck. Gemini giggled at the soft affection. "Wow, someone's in a mood," she winked, "Buttering me up to kick me out?"

"No," Johanna sighed into her shoulder, reaching out with one hand to run fingers down Dane's chest as her brother also began to stir, awakened by their soft voices, "I want him, but...I need her first," Johanna addressed her brother directly then, "May I? You can stay there, if you're still tired. Ares said he'll have lunch ready soon."

That made both Dane and Gemini give her careful, appraising looks. Gemini rolled over to embrace the other girl comfortingly, and Dane leaned across his girlfriend to give Johanna a kiss directly on the lips. "...Did you get scared again?" he asked gently.

"No," Johanna repeated, "He was very careful, and very sweet, and did as he was told so I could keep up a sense of control. Your brother's a fast learner," she nuzzled Gemini, setting the Doberman's tail to wagging proudly, "I just need some girl-time now."

Dane chuckled at the sweet sight. "Okay. I'll go give Ares a hand in the kitchen, then. Come down whenever you're hungry," he smiled, then spent a moment getting into some comfortable clothes before heading down the stairs.

Gemini was content to cuddle quietly until Dane was out of the room...then gave Johanna a sly look. "Sooo...'girl-time'? Girl-talk or...something else?" she grinned, very lightly running a finger up between Johanna's legs, caressing her through the pajamas she'd made sure to pull back on before leaving the living-room.

"You are as bad as a boy," Johanna responded even as she rolled onto her back, thighs spread invitingly to Gemini's touch, and stretched her arms above her head with a relaxed sigh.

The Doberman giggled, scooting in close to the Dalmatian's side and kissing one side of her naked breasts as her fingers delicately traced all the contours of Johanna's muffin through the thin fabric. "Wore you out, did he?" she asked, confident her brother would not have made the mistake of leaving his girlfriend unsatisfied after the wonderful treatment she'd given him before breakfast.

Her confident faltered for just a second, though, when Johanna answered, "Hardly." Laying her hand over the fingers lightly teasing her muffin, Johanna pulled it up onto her bare belly...then guided it under the fabric instead, pressing Gemini's middle finger firmly between the folds so she could feel how beautifully wet the Dalmatian was. "My tail itches terribly. I really want Dane...but there was a lot of squirming, in very close quarters, so all my joints are tired now. I need a rest before I ride him." Turning her head to kiss Gemini's lips lightly, she added, "So I thought I'd take some time with you, first. You do pretty well with a passive partner, based on our first night. Do whatever you like, as long as I don't have to move much."

Gemini's tongue immediately began to loll lustfully out the corner of her mouth. She quickly shook her head, trying to keep her reason for a little longer, though. "You call that 'passive'?" she laughed, squirming against Johanna's leg as the heat began to rise between her own thighs.

"I was more than half asleep for the last round," the Dalmatian reminded her, drawing one arm down to pat her hip reassuringly, "And you still got me to orgasm. We haven't really had a 'just us' night since then, so I thought I'd let you play."

Another excited shiver ran through the Doberman. "Wuff, you're too sweet," she smiled, kissing Johanna's cheek again, "Mmm...want me to get the plug? Scratch your itch for you?"

Johanna shook her head. "I haven't used that since making my rules, and it's too small to be satisfying now, anyway." The Dalmatian laid her head back and closed her eyes, taking a slow, deep breath and relaxing her entire body contentedly. "I'd enjoy just about anything you wanted to stuff my muffin with, though," she promised, flexing her spread thighs, "Ares touched me very sweetly until I came, but kept his bone out of it."

"Oo...but what if I asked you not to?" Gemini cooed, already getting delightfully deviant ideas, "Enjoy it, I mean. Outside that one time, has Dane ever told you not to?"

"No. I think it bothered him a little, afterward," the Dalmatian admitted, "But I'll enjoy it just as much as when he tells me to enjoy it. The complaints are all part of the act. It's really okay, if that's what you want."

Gemini's tail started wagging double-time. "Mmm...I've got something I think you'll enjoy more from me than a strap-on, then," she grinned, giving Johanna a tight hug and a sly wink, "But try not to. I'm curious how that looks on you."

"If you insist," Johanna sighed, as if already running out of patience for the game they hadn't even started yet. Gemini immediately crawled to the foot of the bed, bending down without actually climbing off, to open her three specially-reserved drawers there.

The first things she came back with were the blindfold and her favorite pair of handcuffs. Clearing her throat, Gemini forced the grin off her face for a second to speak seriously: "You just say 'game over' whenever you're ready to stop, okay? That goes for the acting, too, if you want to drop it. It's not fun if you're not actually having fun." Johanna nodded, offering her wrists to her bestie with full trust that the Doberman understood her limits and wouldn't deliberately try to break them. Gemini's grin returned in full brightness. Closing the padded cuffs around Johanna's wrists, she hooked the short chain over one of the decorative spindles crowning the headboard, then slid the blindfold down comfortably over Johanna's eyes.

There was more shuffling, as Gemini returned to the foot of the bed and retrieved a few more of her devious delights, then the sound of the drawers sliding shut. Johanna waited patiently while the Doberman arranged things as she liked on the nightstand nearby, then stripped the Dalmatian's pants off. "Here we go, sugarcube," Gemini cooed softly in her ear, as the faint scent of silicone drifted into Johanna's nose, "Lick this."

Johanna grimaced, chewing her lips hesitantly. "You washed it, right?"

"...No," Gemini lied, pressing the smooth rod against Johanna's lips. Johanna frowned, sticking the tip of her tongue out to lick tentatively, as if half expecting the taste of Gemini's last play-session to still be clinging to the vibrator. Laying the tip against her lips, Gemini gently pushed the first third of the toy into Johanna's mouth, rolling it around on top of her tongue to wet it thoroughly. Johanna complied with the invasion reluctantly, letting her tongue hang out of her mouth in disgust when Gemini withdrew it. "Mm-mm-mm, where to start," the Doberman mused. A soft hum in the air announced that she'd turned the vibrator on.

Gemini's hand slid along Johanna's thigh until it came to her knee, then slid underneath to lift her leg high. "Please not the tail," the Dalmatian begged, shifting a little onto the opposite side of her hip to expose her back-door, "You promised to leave it alone for Dane, and I want it fresh and clean for him later."

"Oo, tempting," Gemini giggled, "I'm a little jealous he has exclusive access to that, you know. Yours always looks so touchably soft..." But that was not, in fact, her intended target. Johanna twitched with an audible gasp as she felt the tingle touch her toes, tickling her more powerfully than Gemini's gentle nails ever did. The Dalmatian whimpered, tensing up against the cuffs and spreading every toe as her bestie followed the contour of each and every pad, then drew a line down the back of her calf and up her inner-thigh.

Johanna grit her teeth as it touched the edge of her labia, teasing the sensitive lips. Gemini licked her chin. "I'm also a little disappointed there won't be any milk in my honey later," the Doberman whispered, blowing teasingly into Johanna's ear, making it twitch sharply.

"You can have Ares fill my cup after Dane's done with me," Johanna whimpered, trembling as Gemini pressed small, careful circles above the hood of her pearl.

Gemini giggled at the reaction. "Oh my, did brother leave this feeling kind of sensitive?" she cooed, sliding the toy down over the delicate button and then back up, dragging Johanna's hood back with it. The Dalmatian gasped aloud, both thighs twitching at the sharp stimulation.

"...Yes," Johanna forced from her grit teeth. She looked almost relieved as the trembling toy moved higher then, winding its way in a ticklish path up her belly, destined for her breasts. "Ugh...wuff...Gemi, just do me or let me go, please. Between you and your brother, I really need something stuffed in my muffin."

"Aww, but I'm enjoying all these cute little squeaks and sighs you make," Gemini answered with a grin, carefully drawing a line along the underside of both Johanna's breasts, "And I haven't even got to the part where I masturbate with your muzzle."

"You are awful," Johanna accused, squeaking in shock as the vibrator was drawn in a short spiral around her breast, stopping with the trembling tip pressed directly against her nipple. Her breathing started coming short, her grimace looked near to painful, and she seemed to be having trouble keeping up that one leg Gemini had lifted.

The vibrator went quiet, and Johanna sighed in relief as the tingle ceased tormenting her. Gemini shifted astride her belly, leaning down to kiss her lips warmly. "Okay," the Doberman whispered, "Drop the act now."

Johanna's face went comfortably blank immediately...though she tilted her head a little in confusion. "Too convincing?"

"No," Gemini cooed, slowly scooting backward down the Dalmatian's body, "I just can't tell who I'm teasing anymore: you or myself. You really do make the cutest sounds," she promised, kissing Johanna's belly and sliding her arms under the other girl's thighs. "Did you mean what you said about wanting something here?" Gemini asked, licking first her own lips and then Johanna's labia, "I'm hungry now, but I'd be happy to get the strap-on if you want something a little firmer."

"Yes, but your tongue will be fine," Johanna assured her, crossing her ankles behind Gemini's back and relaxing her entire body with a sigh, "You're really good with your toys. It was making me wet."

"Mm, I can tell," Gemini smiled, running her tongue lightly over Johanna's muffin, licking away the sweet nectar already glistening on the surface. The Dalmatian hummed appreciatively as Gemini licked and lapped every inch of her sensitive places, nuzzling her nose right down into the crevice to reach her tongue deep into Johanna's tunnel. Hums quickly turned to panted breaths, then to soft whimpers that built into a half-choked howl. Gemini hugged Johanna's thighs loosely to her cheeks, patiently pressing her tongue against the other girl's sensitive button until the waves of pleasure had passed and Johanna began to settle down again. "Mmm, thanks for the treat, honeypot," Gemi cooed, giving Johanna's sex one last kiss before finally pushing herself up and crawling forward to press the little levers that unfastened the cuffs without the need for a key.

Gemini quickly laid a hand over the blindfold, though, as Johanna started to remove it. "Now that that tension's released, you just roll over and take a rest," the Doberman insisted, patting Johanna's hip, "While I give you the relief you actually came for." Johanna tilted her head at that, but rolled obediently onto her belly, and settled in comfortably with her head on her arms. She could hear Gemini squeezing something out of a bottle, but only had the squishy sound of the contents being lathered between Gemi's hands and the faint scent of cinnamon to hint at what the Doberman might be preparing. Given Gemini's staggering collection of lotions and oils, those clues weren't nearly enough.

Johanna blinked behind the blindfold when Gemini touched her shoulders, kneading them with strangely warm hands that left a soothing heat in the wake of their touch. From the shoulders to the arms, then back to her spine and along both sets of ribs, Gemini rubbed her warmly, humming to herself softly the whole time. Johanna's tail wagged twice, and she sighed in genuine contentment at the pampering, letting her bestie massage the warming oil into her from the neck all the way to the base of her tail. "I'm grateful," she muttered quietly, "But you're doing an awful lot of pampering without letting me reciprocate at all. Isn't it my turn to touch?"

"Oh hush," Gemini giggled, giving Johanna's bottom a shameless squeeze or three before moving on to the back of her thighs, "You indulge my dirty little pleasures plenty, and make the effort to look adorable while doing it. I'm the one reciprocating now." She worked her hands on down Johanna's legs, gently massaging the calves and even Johanna's feet, kissing the pads behind the toes briefly. Then Gemini crawled up again, cupping her hands right over the soft swell of the Dalmatian's rump, and laid her body fully on top of Johanna's. "You asked me not to make you move much," the Doberman reminded her, "So you keep right on relaxing there. I'm just going to use you a little for my turn."

Johanna nodded her approval of this plan, and bucked her hips once against Gemini's hands invitingly. Gemini gave her soft butt another squeeze as the Doberman carefully spread her legs around it, settling her hips snugly on the small of Johanna's back. Gemini positioned her arms in a better spot for supporting and adjusting her own weight...then shifted slowly down the Dalmatian's body, riding up over the curve of her bottom, until the base of her tail slid through the cleft of Gemini's sex. The short fur tickled her lips and teased her pearl, and Gemini cooed approvingly at the sensation. Johanna added what pressure she could by lifting it against her best friend's weight as the Doberman began slowly grinding her muffin against the firm base and soft cheeks beneath it.

"I thought you were going to use my muzzle," Johanna whispered, running her tongue around her lips.

Gemini grinned, and kissed her nose, continuing to grind needily against her butt. "I would suffocate you right now. I'll make you bone me with your nose another night," she promised her bestie. The next few minutes were quiet, and tender. The girls nuzzled each others cheeks while Gemini continued gently humping her bestie, until the Doberman's breath starting to grow quick and short. "Oh wuff, Johanna," Gemini whispered, pressing her hips a little harder onto the tail underneath her, "I'm so close...you're just...a little too soft...," she panted, grinding hard in the effort to get the last bit of stimulation she needed.

"Lift just a second," Johanna suggested, reaching back between their hips to grab her own tail. Pulling it up and a little around, she managed to lay it up her back, where the curve of it would be more pronounced, especially just above the base. "Carefully," the Dalmatian begged, pressing Gemini's hips back down on her own, nestled right into the transition between tail and rump. The base of the tail could only flex so much in this direction, and Gemini's full weight would be painful at best, but Johanna trusted her to understand that.

Gemini stroked herself up the full length of it with an increasingly pleasured whine escaping her lips. "Wuff...gods forgotten...Johan_nah!_" she squealed at last. The Dalmatian's tail tried to wag once between Gemini's lips, before the Doberman dropped all the way back down to grind hard against the spot where tail transitioned to tush, dribbling her honey into the cleft between those soft cheeks and generally making a wet mess of her whole butt.

When her orgasm was finally spent, Gemini flopped down beside her lover, panting hard, and finally pulled the blindfold off Johanna's eyes. Johanna blinked them open, and wagged her tail once at the sight of Gemini's blushing face, but was cut off from remarking on it by the Doberman's mouth pressed fully and firmly against hers. "Wuff, I love you," Gemini sighed dreamily, snuggling up against Johanna's side and tucking her muzzle under the Dalmatian's chin, "You and Dane both."

Johanna nodded, kissing Gemini's muzzle softly once. They continued to lay there, and very nearly took a short nap of their own, until Gemini's belly growled loudly at her, prompting the girls to go downstairs for some lunch at last...