For a Milkshake
With a sigh, the canine leaned back in his sofa, just in his jeans, smiling to himself. He had the life here...sitting content in his couch, remote in hand, dozens of anime DVDs stacked at his feet with a wide screen TV right at 12 o clock. To make it better, his sister was in the kitchen getting his food together, he didn't have to lift a finger today. It wasn't often he got a day off from his busy schedule or work. He always worked odd hours, sometimes gone for days at a time, always showing up with a few nicks and bruises to boot. He knew it bothered her...maybe that's why she went so out of her way for him. On one hand, he loved the treatment, getting to relax and recuperate. However, on the other hand he had to feel a bit guilty. He didn't like to take advantage of her kindness and love, especially since he knew she was worried and upset he would never talk about his job.
"Do you want something to eat, too?" He heard her call to him, leaning out from the kitchen and eyeing him a little too extensively. Trying to see if I have any cuts or bruises.... he groaned internally. Luckily, this time he had done what he needed to do without the copious cuts and spattered bruises he normally acquired.
"I would love one." He called to her, pausing before his next statement. "And when you get it, come on and sit down with me. I've missed you and I want to actually see you when I'm home this time."
He grinned as the little bat stuck her tongue out at him, hastily grabbing his food and plopping down next to him on the sofa. She reached over his lap, setting the large box of Oreos on the small table to his right. He smiled at them, grabbing one of the cream filled back cookies, engulfing it eagerly. "I appreciate it, Shaon." He mumbled, licking the crumbs off his lips and petting her head as she laid it in his lap.
"Mhhhmm." Curling up against him, she nuzzled into his lap and side. The fox smiled warmly, running his digits through her hair for a moment while he alternated between devouring his food and watching TV. "I love you, Iel."
Startled but not surprised by the sudden statement, Iel leaned down, pulling the bat onto his lap. "I love you, too." Something about the way she said it....he tilted her white chin up towards him so he could see her orange eyes; fixing his gaze on them and drawing her stare to his. "You know that, right?"
"Yeah I just..." He caught that she pulled her gaze from him and he kissed her forehead.
"I won't ever leave, you know that. I will always come back, no matter how long I'm gone for. Don't be scared, nothing can beat your big brother, right?"
She nodded, nuzzling into his soft shoulder and clinging to him. Iel hugged her to him, engulfing her in his furry brown arms. She was only a foot shorter than him now but he still enveloped her in his hugs. "Alright..." Though as soon as she seemed to speak, she was trying to change the subject again. "Are you thirsty?"
"Yes, I actually am."
Shaon sat up, going to pull away from the loving embrace. "Alright give me a second, I'll get you something."
Iel blew a soft breath at her nose, grinning as she wrinkled it. "I have two feet." He huffed at her, feigning offense and swiftly pausing his anime and rising to his feet. Still holding her, he sauntered to the kitchen, setting her down on the counter. "I can walk myself to the kitchen, see?" Reaching into the cupboards, he hunted down a tall cone shaped glass from one of the shelves. He spotted Shaon's grin from the side. "That's right, I'm going to make my world famous milkshakes."
"They're not world famous." She crossed her arms at him. "I've been to ice cream shops and they never heard of your milkshakes." Amused by the fact she checked but a little sad because she was past the age of believing, he set the cup down and dissected the refrigerator and freezer. Methodically, he pulled out a few things, setting them on the counter and poking his nose into the freezer as he spoke.
"You doubt your big brother?" Turning toward her, he shook his head. "When have I ever lied to you?"
"No one else knows about them." She teased back.
"Well then, their loss isn't it? We get the best in the world." Shaon couldn't help the reluctant grin that broke across her muzzle from the world. Iel scooped up the vanilla from its carton and grabbed a whisk with the other. "See? I win."
Resigned to watching Iel stir his mix, pouring the milk in as he stirred, Shaon huffed. "You're always right. You cheat."
The red canine scoffed, stirring the mix in the ceramic bowl on the table, the glass cup sitting beside it. He was careful to avoid it, he'd broken a few glasses not paying attention despite his quick reflexes that had saved many more. His long tail curled behind him, flickering the bat's nose.
"Hey!" She latched onto his tail, hugging the soft fur and growling softly at the wiggling tip.
"All done!" He turned mid scoop, smothering his sister's face with the snowy tip of his sleek tail, pouring the contents of his bowl into his glass. "Would you like some?"
"Just a little."
The fox glanced down to the bowl, swiping his fingers through it and collecting some of the cold ice cream on his digit. "There." He told her. "That's a little bit, and that's all you get. Because you don't like using straws like a normal fur."
With a wrinkle of her nose, the bat grabbed his paw, licking up the brown pad and sticking her tongue out. "Jerk." She pouted at him, eyeing the glass.
"You want this?" The fox taunted slightly, tilting it down enough for some of the stray droplets to drip out. Shaon scowled at him, launching for the cup. "Foolish little sister." He spun out of her grasp, yanking the glass just above her reach and keeping her from crashing into the other side of his counter with his tail. "You know you're not faster than me. No one can outsmart the fox."
"I can try," she grinned at him slyly. The very same grin only a fox like Iel could muster. She must have gotten it from growing up with me, he mused.
"I'll make you a deal, whatever you get out of my cup, you can eat." He slid backwards out of reach from her dive, letting her slip unsteadily along the tiles. Growling at him, she ran after him, bounding through the rooms after him. True to his nature and species, Iel was faster than the bat, sipping his frozen treat as he fled, lithely bounding over obstacles like the couch or wooden tables resting in their respective rooms.
He slipped effortlessly through each room, highlighted by the thudding contrast of the proceeding bat. She would have fallen behind long ago except for Iel lingering on the corners of the rooms as he led her on a circuit through the house, wearing down his sister. He occasionally paused to take a spoonful of the milkshake, just to relish in the creamy drink. He knew she was slowing down; it was unfair to expect her to be able to catch up. Still, he couldn't help but tease her a little...
As they rounded the house again, the fox doubled back to the kitchen, leaping over a couch and waiting for the little white bat to catch up. "Hurry, hurry." Iel called from the other side of the counter as he skid back to his starting position, his bare fiery chest heaving with a hearty sigh. Shaon panted, approaching the opposite end and slumping against the counter
"You're too fast," she mumbled softly, setting her head against the marbleetop with a resigned huff. The fox grinned at her, tracing his finger over the crystalline mouth of the glass and letting its cool rim chill his pad. "You're not faaiiirrr." He listened to her whine with satisfaction, chuckling to himself and tilting the glass up for a sip. He wasn't completely caught off guard when he heard the whining cut off suddenly and his sister's furry body tackle into him and grope for the cup. "Got you!"
Some of the smooth contents splattered out from the shift despite the thickness of the treat as the two stumbled into the cabinets and counters. Iel regained his balance, trying not to spill his shake to the floor while supporting the bat clinging to him desperately. "So you did." Petting her head, he resumed drinking his shake, partially shivering as he felt the warm tongue against his side. Iel's brows met in a feigned scowl from beneath his curtain of silky brown hair,, directly it towards the little bat below him. She was nuzzling into his soft fur, licking at the little red strands. "What do you think you are doing down there?"
"You said I get all the shake that's not in the cup." With a self gratifying grin, she slid her tongue up along his side, snaking it through the glossy fur. She felt her brother shiver and she giggled to herself, hugging his side tighter.
"You little cheat." He teased her back. "You're not faiiirrr, you caught me off guuuaaardd. You big cheater." As he ruffled her hair, he froze, biting off a soft whine as he felt her muzzle brush between his legs. "What are you...?"
Shaon's paws rested on his empty belt loops, tugging them down slightly as she licked deeper into his fur. "Shaon..." He scolded softly, feeling her paws brush between his legs as she nibbled at his fur. He arched slightly as he felt the smooth lick trail up to his chest. You little wench... He gritted, knowing now she was just doing this on purpose. And he couldn't lie that it wasn't making him aroused...
"Mmmnn?" She looked up to him with a grin, kneading at his sides.
"Well, if you're going to play that way..." He set the shake on the counter, ready to retaliate if she made a move for it. She didn't. "Then I'm going to break the rules." Reaching the button on his blue jeans, he unbuttoned them, pulling the zipper down slowly and drinking up her shocked expression. With a flick, he let them fall to the floor, exposing the furry sheath to the aghast bat. He could feel her eyes already boring into his groin; it amused him more than anything. "I suppose if you're going to be such..." He knew she wasn't paying attention to the paw wrapping around the cup as he spoke. She was too transfixed by the plump sheath and fluffy red orbs to notice anything else. He tipped his paw down, holding it between them, and watching as the viscous shake dripped to the rim of the glass. "Then I'm going to put that tongue of yours to work."
Right on cue, she looked up, puzzled before the little drip hit her nose. She jumped slightly with a start, but her little pink tongue flicked up over it, her wide orange eyes meeting his nearly black ones. "Foxy?"
She heard the soft plop of a few more drops, the little creamy white droplets settling on the soft sheath. "It's going to melt if you wait too long..." His voice was soft, nearly hypnotic. Shaon felt her heart flutter as she leaned forward, licking gently at the shaft. She could feel the hot member beneath it, sucking softly at the tip as she slid down to her knees, her pads resting on his waist.
Iel shuddered as he felt the warm mouth on him, the slight pressure making his slick shaft squirm to life, poking its pink tip up into his sister's muzzle. He couldn't help but arch, feeling her redouble efforts as she pushed farther onto him. He fought down bucking his hips toward her, instead letting out a soft sigh. He relented pouring the milkshake down for a moment, closing his eyes and leaning back, rocking his hips slightly to the smooth appendage wrapping around him, slipping along the sensitive spade shaped tip. God, he hadn't felt anything quite this good in some time...
His length sprung to attention quickly, the rest of his member pushing out into the open air, nuzzling up against Shaon's nose and curving as it stood, erect and hardening to her ministrations. He watched her maw open and suckle the tip, murmuring softly in appreciation as the pressure squeezed him, supporting himself on the counter with his free paw, nails digging into it as he gripped the marble tops tighter. He couldn't help but grind slightly against her mouth as she sucked at him, slipping her tongue out to run it up along the underside of him. He shivered.
Resuming his previous actions, he tilted the cup downward again, watching the thick blobs of his frozen treat creep down in the air towards his hot length. He grimaced slightly as the cold shake hit his member, making him ache with the chill. However, he was not disappointed as he felt Shaon move to it, quickly lapping it up. Her tongue rubbed along the contours of his length. She dragged a soft, pleased sight from Iel as she swirled around his pink shaft, scooping up the sticky mess and sucking along him to drink up as much as she could. Hot breaths tickled him as he shuddered, feeling every smooth lap against him, each sending shivers up his spine as he let more of the mixture drip down, soaking the red fur and base of his hot shaft.
He clamped a moan down in his throat, instead sighing softly as he felt her tongue attack his base next, wrapping around it and roughly licking up the dairy treat. Arching, the fox ground into her licking, stiffening as he felt a lone paw cup at his sack, holding one of the orbs firmly as she dragged her tongue teasingly along it. She suckled on it, making his body squirm slightly, a trail of pre dripping from the abandoned tip of his shaft, his length fully erect and twitching gently in the air.
As if reading his mind, he felt her other paw stroke firmly along his length, kneading the soft pads into it and slipping up and along it. He bit off another moan as the warm tongue finished up its work on him, but still relentlessly teasing the soft orbs, nuzzling at his waist, snaking her tongue up him.
His breathing became somewhat hoarse, distressed from pleasure as more of the ice cream mix slid down him, sleek and sticky on his tip. Iel could feel her move, and this time could not fight down a soft moan as she sucked at him, roughly fondly the head with her tongue, slipping up and down along the light crimson member, tongue roughly sweeping over him. He felt her suck harder, his hips rocking softly in response, his body feeling light and airy, flaring with lust and desire. Every soft suckle or hard swallow sent winding pleasure through him, making him grip the marble kitchen surface harder, his strong claws grinding uncomfortably along it. He didn't care; though, her oral affection was worth a little chipping.
Just when he thought it could not get better, the pressure in him building, his member and torso feeling on fire with the sheer brilliance and nature of it all, he felt her paws grip him. He nearly collapsed against the counter, arching up on the tips of his toes with her firm slurping, driving him mad with pleasure. He could feel his climax nearing, the soft knot at his base swelling as she stroked at him, nearly obsessively as she covered his lower head with kisses and licks. The remainder of the shake covered her stroking paws, though she ignored it, instead insistent on engulfing his member, pressing his mouth as far down as she could without choking.
He could barely stand her sticky, now cool, paws running along him, the contrast of her tongue pressing his tip roughly into the roof of her hot mouth making him weak with ecstasy.
The bulbous base throbbed, the fox's tip leaking the soft, pearly pre. He moaned slightly against as he felt her drink it down just as eagerly as she did the milkshake, as much desire on her part as his. Her hands arched up back to the knot, squeezing and kneading on it as Shaon released his tip, tongue dancing around the tip of her brother's hard shaft. He couldn't take her treatment anymore. Her rough squeezing along him, her moist tongue running over his sticky length...
He bucked up in her hold, watching in delighted surprise as she pushed her mouth firmly to the tip and sucking for all it was worth. He howled out as he reached his climax within her hot mouth, filling her white muzzle with his sticky seed. He heard her gag softly, though he knew she was trying to drink it down. I'll have to pay her back for this... he thought hotly as he gritted his teeth, riding out the thick spurts and nearly crushing himself against the counter as he felt the warm trails of white cum drip out of Shaon's mouth. She pulled away, coughing softly and licking her lips of the thick seed. Both of them panted as Iel rested against the cabinet, his tongue darting quickly in and out of his mouth as his shaft flopped down from his sister's warm muzzle, dripping the remainder of his release to the floor. His extended hand gripped the glass so hard it nearly cracked, the little trickle left of his milkshake soaked the previously clean tiles as well.
He took a few moments to catch his breath, barely able to keep his eyes open to watch his sister lick off her orange paws and wipe off her face, trying to lick the very sticky seed from her muzzle.
"You like that?" He breathed, watching her and releasing his grip slightly from his glass and the counter.
"The first one was very sweet...the best you make, as always." She breathed softly, flexing her digits in the air, curling her paw into a fist. "Just the right consistency, the right flavor... everything. I didn't realize how much I missed it until now..."
"Well I'm glad..."
"I'm not done yet." She grinned, pushing herself to her feet and setting her paws to the counter on either side of him. She grinned up at him slyly; her fox smile. "But that other one...The one you just gave me, the warmest, tastiest, sweetest and most filling milkshake I've ever had." Iel felt his own grin beam proudly across his face.
"Oh really?" He arched an eyebrow at his sister, watching her mischievous expression turn soft, teasingly innocent.
"Really...you'll have to make me one of those again sometime."
He leaned down, resting his forehead on hers. "Tomorrow alright with you? I wouldn't want to spoil your dinner by giving you two deserts in one day." He reached his paw down, stroking along her red hair and smiling gently, tiredly.
"Fine, I look forward to it." She purred, hugging him lovingly. "Both of the milkshakes."
"Anything you want." He promised, kissing her forehead and leaning back against the counter, swimming in the pleasing afterglow. He should come back from work more often, he thought with a grin. She sure made it worth it.