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Happy Valentine's Day

"Bruder! Bruder! Lookit! We finished my valentines for school! They have my paws on them!" The little feline jumped up and down with excitement. Even though she'd hit middle school, her childish delight hadn't faded quite yet. With every jump, her pink skirt fluttered up from her gray tights, matching the soft concrete shade of the beanie hiding her pointed ears. If he listened closely, between words, her older brother could catch the sound of her delighted purr rumbling in her chest beneath the lace overlay of her cropped top that fell just to the top of her high-waisted skirt. What she held in her hands were paw-shaped cut outs with her own paws stamped on in pink and red paint in the same shade that still speckled the snow white fur of both of her paws- pink on one and the other red. Then, in her loopy handwriting, she'd written: "You're so cute, it makes me paws" over the palm.

However, the reminder of Valentine's day looming in the future only made the older boy's lip droop into a pout. The younger feline looked up at her brother, whose white ears just like her own folded over and eyes hung by the floor with a melancholy gleam.

"Bruder? What's wrong?" Instantly, concern colored the smaller cat's face at the sight of her brother obviously not in high spirits. Both eyes made wide saucers. She stepped closer, leaning to put her face between his eyes and the floor. "Are you sick? Did you catch the flu?" Her big, rounded eyes blinked once before he shook his head.

"Nothing like that, it's just Valentine's Day isn't much fun in high school unless you've got a girlfriend." He sighed softly, voice heavy with the pain of being alone on a day known for PDA in the hallways and cutsy notes and flowers arriving in every period.

"Oh..." Kitten, as everyone called her, dropped her eyes to the floor. Her long, slender tail swished behind her drawing the little bow tied to the tip through the air like a pointer before she looked up for clarification. "So, you don't have a girlfriend?"

"Nope, Kit-kat. Just little old me." He could see the worry in her eyes and curled his lips into a smile just to ease the miniature line forming in her forehead. Then, grabbing her hips, he pulled her up onto his lap. Instantly, her arm wrapped around his neck, hugging around him, "If it helps at all, I think you're old and young~"

He chuckled, a smile breaking through his gloomy mood. "It helps. It helps a lot. Now what should we do that you're home?"

For a long moment, she sat quietly thinking, leaning back on his lap so he could see her 'thinking' face, her finger tapping against her chin while both eyes peered down with a distant glaze. Then, she'd jabbed the air when an idea struck. Jab! "Dungeons and Dragons!"

He grinned, for now his mood better, and thought to himself, "Fuck, I love my sister."

******

"Hey, man." Jacob leaned over his desk, speaking into the microphone of his headphones while both eyes tracked the screen. The soft blue hue of his eye complimented the long pajama pants he wore in the same color. Onscreen, a fully armored character followed along a thin trail. "Right? I'm about ready to puke with all this Valentine's Day stuff, it's just not any fun unless you've been dating someone long enough to celebrate something. Don't even start with all the PDA!" Then, a long pause shifted the mood of the one sided conversation that leaked through the wall between the two siblings' bedrooms. In her own room, Kitten sat up in bed, hugging her knees while she listened to her brother's voice. Her forehead knit together, crinkling through the fur while she wrung her fingers together on either side of her plush kitten, a tiny replica of herself.

"Poor bruder! I want to help!" She whimpered, chin grazing her legs as she strained to hear his softened voice, now sad instead of the irritated tone of before.

"Yeah, wouldn't it be nice to have all that? To be surprised with something? Just walking into your room and finding a girl all drizzled with chocolate sauce and whipped cream?" He chuckled, "That'd certainly improve my mood! Some roses petals and candles?" Again, he laughed, then swore at the game suddenly and the conversation veered towards ogres and missions and away from Valentine's day.

"Chocolate sauce, whipped cream, rose petals, and candles?" Kitten mumbled to herself, sliding beneath her covers and laying down before glancing at her calendar once more with the next day circled with a heart. "So that's all bruder needs to have a good Valentine's day..."

******

The next day, for Jacob, went as expected. The first step into the school exposed him to squealing girls, gloating boyfriends, and crooning best friends. Chocolates and roses filled lockers, little post-it notes proclaimed love down the front of the locker to his right while a passionate canine couple practically made love against the front of the locker to his left, tongues slurping and intermingling between opened muzzles.

Class after class, he saw more romantic gestures play out in front of him without ever getting one himself. He played the part, chuckling and awwing and teasing, but all he wanted was to go home and vent into a game.

Finally leaving, the feline took his time. The cool February made him pull his coat tighter, but he wandered slowly. Staring up at the clouds, his mind drifted freely, much like the puffs themselves. "How come I don't have someone? Everyone else seems to have that person their excited to spend today with..." He sighed, dropping his gaze to the pavement and watching the cracks pass beneath his feet until he made it home.

Jacob pushed open the door, shucking off his backpack and coat in a fluid motion. "I'm home!" Shockingly, a his sister didn't come charging up to him. "Huh, she must be hanging behind school to swap more cards or up sick from candy in her room." He smiled to himself slightly, "At least she still has fun today~"

Then, opening his door, he froze at the sight of his room. Kitten wasn't hanging behind the school or locked in her room sick. She laid on his bed, propped back against the pillow with nothing but the bow on her head and tail, with heart speckled stockings she'd worn with a skirt that morning. Over her chest, a wobbling line formed a heart while chocolate speckled the white fur beneath and dripped, oozing onto her thighs. When she saw him, she shifted and sent rose petals fluttering off the bed spread. On his bedside table, right beside his alarm clock, she'd even found a candle though the wick didn't burn.

When she saw his eyes on the candle, the younger girl blushed. "I'm not allowed to use the lighter!" Her eyes peeked up to him, studying his face while he looked at her body. She'd stripped down, most likely trying to keep her outfit clean and her chest was bare. Tight, tiny breasts stuck up from her chest with each topped with the tiny bud of a rosy nipple poking out from the white fur. Lower, between her thighs, he could see the lips of her sex spreading slightly to show the pink petals there, spreading just enough to show him to nub of her clit.

"What are you doing?" He finally got out, shutting the door with a concerned glance backwards.

Her lip wobbled, seeing his shocked reaction and assuming it meant she'd done something wrong. "I-I thought this was what you said would make your Valentine's Day better! You said so!"

"I never said-" Then, he remembered. His conversation that night. His head shook slowly, a hand rubbing his temple while his tail twitched nervously. "What do I do about this?" He thought to himself. He peeked at her again, finding sight kept drawing his eyes back up to her small chest, the lithe form of her body. He swallowed. "You weren't supposed to hear that. This is... a big kids thing..." He struggled to explain, but couldn't find more words.

"That's what you said about Dungeons and Dragons but I'm a mage now! I can do this too!" She demanded, chest puffing out along with her bottom lip. "What are the rules!?"

Jacob hesitated, but her eyes were watching him with their widest stare. He could tell the wrong response would crush her. She didn't see the line she'd crossed. To her, this wasn't any different than him helping her in the bath when their parents went out. This was just a sweet, sisterly gesture. "W-well, the boy is supposed to... lick the stuff off of you."

"Oh! Well then hurry, it's hard to keep it off the bedspread." She didn't even blink. She just laid back, arching her back a little to puff up the decorated portion of her body while the chocolate oozed lowered, dribbling over the mound of her sex.

Jacob swallowed, feeling his shaft twitch inside his pants as he stepped closer. Sinking onto the bed, he lightly touched her side, but again hesitated. "This is wrong. I shouldn't be doing this," He scolded himself, but she poked his cheek. "Come on, Mister! This game doesn't seem very hard!"

He chuckled, finding her impatience adorable. Then, suddenly, looking up at her sweet, expectant gaze he felt his distress fade. He wouldn't do anything perverse, just play along to sate her desire to make him feel better, then they'd move on. It wasn't his fault it gave him a boner! Everything gave him a boner! Mornings gave him a boner! So, that didn't mean anything.

Leaning down, he licked his dry lips before he tasted the sweet, creamy puff of whipped cream that started high up almost to her neck. The rough texture of his tongue tickled, rippling her fur the backwards direction as she squeaked. "Keep going! Keep going!"

So, he followed the lower curve of the heart where it made a point between the mounds of her breasts. Then, he skipped to its lower portion. He could faintly taste the sweet, salty flavor of her sweat beneath the sugar of the cream. Then, in the largest arc of the heart, chocolate speckled into the white path, giving him another richer flavor. Beneath his tongue, her chest vibrated with a purr that filled his ears. His tongue worked gently with a faint ticklish sensation each time it moved. Her fingers fell onto his shoulders, starting to gently knead with the tongue bath that licked her clean. Then, her legs opened to let him lean between them to hover over her chest.

Swallowing, the hand on her side slid back to cup against the arch of her spine, pulling her up to continue his tongue path's up to the underside of one breast before he repeated and cleaned the whipped cream from the other side of the heart to the same point. He looked to her stomach, where chocolate littered over her in little dots and pooled in the nests of her silky fur. Then, pushing her back up to have his stomach meet his mouth, he kissed over a splotch of chocolate, licking and suckling against her.

"Meewww..." she whined, her stomach flipping with the little flicks of his tongue to her taut chest and the heat of his fingers on her back, kneading and grabbing her tightly. Her ears folded back for a moment, nose wrinkling with the little sound, but her cheeks were flushed with a pale blush. Jacob's eyes peeked up, tongue swirling against her skin through her white fur, just like his own. She shivered, her lithe body trembling in his embrace.

"You okay, sis?" he murmured, pulling back.

Her eyes met his and shyed away. His heart skipped, had he made her uncomfortable? Had he hurt her?! But, then her cheek colored a darker pink, turning to red. "T-that felt really good..." She admitted, sheepishly meeting his gaze.

Then, he blushed a bright red. Gently, she pushed her stomach up. "Will you keep going? I like this game." So, he leaned down and moved to another spot, working his mouth over the chocolate patches that spotted the snow-white feline's body. His free hand, while he did so, pet along her side to her hip to encourage the purr that rumbled happily in his ears.

From spot to spot, he continued this way until her stomach started to have whirls from his swirling tongue, but lacked any chocolate, leaving her puffy, cream-covered breasts. This time, his tongue swept up the curve of the mound smoothly. She shivered under the rough tickle of his tongue while another little mewl escaped. Her lips were parted, faintly whimpering with the strange tickle his mouth gave her. As he nosed against her nipple, getting a puff of cream onto his own nose, Jacob felt his cock strain against his jeans. His hard on was twitching, throbbing, and straining against its fabric prison. Precum dribbled from the tip, staining the front of his pants with a dark patch.

The girl's small body, writhing and quivering with obvious pleasure was getting to him. Her soft mewls made his toes curls, so sweet and wanting, yet she didn't know what she wanted. Her tender voice, pleading him to keep going send shivers down his spine. One of her hands swirled and toyed with his hair, kneading his head and pushing him instinctively to her breast.

The nub of her nipple hardened under the first touch of his rough tongue, a jolt of heat shooting through the younger girl's body. "W-woah. This game feels a lot different now... Everything feels so good. It's like a massage... or a bath... put together?" She trembled again with another lick, her breathing hitching with a soft gasp. Jacob grinned, purposefully circling the sensitive spot right when she went to talk again, "Aiiee!" Kitten whined.

"Why'd you do that?!"

"Because you're cute when you whine like that."

Her nose crinkled with the compliment, making her face scrunch around it. Then, her eyes popped open and she quickly leaned up, licking his whipped-creamy nose clean. "And you're cute too!"

"Nii!" His blush swept back over his white cheeks, body giving a little tremor of his own. "Gosh, she doesn't know what she's doing to me~" he thought to himself while she wriggled, grazing the front of his jeans with her naked body. He cock throbbed with the temptation. Very lightly, he let his body brush against hers, with his clothes a barrier between them, and let her eager squirms and pleased trembles rub over him through his pants.

He shifted to her second breast, lovingly cleaning her and teasing the nub of her nipple though now her breathing came in pants and he could hear the hitch. When he tried to speak, it rasped with an aroused growl in the back of his throat. "B-bruder. I think I ate too much candy, I feel so hot and funny..." Her hand touched to her flushed cheeks, but then her thighs squeezed together as if trying to soothe her sex.

"Well, let me get you... completely cleaned up then." He could see the needy glint in her eyes before his gaze shifted down to the chocolate that had dripped down to her thighs. Shimmying down, he gently pulled her to him with a hold on her hips before his hands cupped her pert ass gently, testing her reaction. She merely giggled and wiggled it against his palms. Leaning down, his tongue rasped over her thighs. The heat of his breath washed out over her slit, only adding to the heat that built in her virgin sex and making her clench and shiver whenever his tongue moved to the inner side of her legs. For a long moment, the only sounds were the faint rasp of his tongue licking up the length of her thighs and her own breathing catching when he reached the top and inched closer to her pussy.

"A-Ah... brother..." She whined, hips rolling out of instinct to thrust her hips towards his mouth. Her cheeks were flushed with heat, red speckling her chest with a blush too. Her fingers wrung into the sheets, clutching onto the pillow above her head. Jacob stared, watching her body squirm and flush with need before he leaned over her, slurping up his little sister's wet, needy slit with one long stroke from between her ass cheeks up to the bud of her clit.

"Oooohhh!" She mewled and her voice bloomed in the air. "Don't stop! Bruder! That felt good!" Her scent flooded his nose, the sweetness of the lingering sugar mixed with the rich scent of a female. Pulling her up to his mouth from the hands gripping her ass, he licked up the length of her sex again. Juices pooled on his tongue, flecks of chocolate intermixed from her velveteen lips, only adding to her sweetness.

Jacob focused on her body, pushing his tongue into her as she mewled with delight. She clenched and writhed around his mouth, bucking up to him with innocent need. Desperate, whimpering cries filled their air with her voice. A voice that usually yelled, "Die, Demon!" and "Ice creeeeammm!" now changed to "Faster, Bruder!" and "Oooh! Yes! That!" She couldn't articulate what she felt, but her body was riding on a fast high approaching its highest peak.

Jacob could feel her clenching and contracting around his tongue as he shoved inside, teasing against her inner tunnel before focusing on her clit to swirl it in his mouth. "B-bruder! I-I'm gonna pee." She squealed, a nervousness warbling her tone, but he clenched harder on her butt. He held onto her, holding her steady as she tried to roll of the bed for the bathroom. He felt her body twitching, shuddering. Another moan exploded into the air, a near howl of delight before she gave a last twitch and her pussy gushed. Sweet juices filled the older feline's lips, sealed over her sex, as her orgasm washed over her. His tongue continued to work her clit, prolonging the moment as he could, but then it calmed. She stilled, panting and whimpering.

Peeking up at him, eyes half lidded, she gave a final little whine. "Oh, Bruder... I wanted to give you a happy Valentine's Day and instead... you gave me the best one of my life."

He laughed, moving to lay beside her and pulled her into his chest. "Well, little sis, you did the same for me."