Mossflower After Midnight: Vizka/Codj
Codj groaned and braced himself against the captain's desk, knees wedged against the arms of the chair. He pushed his hips up and rolled back down, as close as he could manage to the rhythm of the waves gently rocking the ship. Vizka lounged in the chair beneath his brother, not moving, letting Codj do all the work as he enjoyed the view of that stubby tail bouncing and the hole beneath it spreading open around him, slick with oil.
Codj paused in his movements, panting, so Vizka grabbed his stump and pulled him back down. Codj yelped and looked over his shoulder. "Ow! Stoppit!"
"I'll stop if yew don't. Keep movin', boyo," Vizka said, tugging his brother's tail-stump again.
Codj sighed and looked pointedly at the pile of his clothes in the corner, but when Vizka didn't relent he slid up again, grumbling "Me knees ache awready, why ya gotta take so long?"
"I ain't a young pup like yew no more an' it ain't yer knees'd be achin' if ye put yer back into it right."
"Or if yew 'elped. Lazy whore's bastard yew are."
"Dat's no way ta speak of yer own mama, brudder." Vizka punctuated his words with a hard spank to Codj's thigh, drawing another yelp from him. "Awright, awright," he said, throwing up his paws at Codj's glare. He sat up straighter and gently ran one paw up Codj's spine, mapping out the thin muscles and bones and observing his own heavier limbs, mingling their golden fur. With his other paw, he scooped more thick vegetable oil from the jar on the desk and smeared a fresh layer where their bodies joined. "Dere, dat good?"
"Y-yeah." Codj's voice cracked as his brother's index claw teased him, pushing the very tip inside, hinting at stretching him further until he clenched down hard. At the sudden tightness, Vizka shuddered and huffed out a breath, gritting his teeth. Wouldn't do to make an undignified noise, or much worse, finish too soon.
"Aww, yeah," Codj groaned again, pushing down harder. Vizka's cleaner paw ruffled his ears. Codj reached down between his legs, only to find Vizka's tail curling upward and blocking him. "'Ey, not fair!"
Vizka grinned, and took hold of Codj's shoulder, massaging his scruff with his thumb, and slid his oiled paw around his thigh. "Ah ah. Not fer yew." Codj whined and struggled, but Vizka pulled him sharply down, suddenly hitting hard against the point inside which made him stifle a scream. Wrapping his tail around Codj's shaft, he took both in his paw and stroked slowly up. "See, can't do it this way yerself, Stumple. Where'd ye be widout me?"
"Nngh, not faiiiir..." Codj whined, trying desperately to thrust into his brother's grip, but Vizka simply let go. "Please, cap'n..."
"Oh, I like dat, ye know I do," Vizka murmured in his ear, nuzzling his neck and resuming his teasing strokes. "But I'm feelin' like de odder way terday. Say it?"
"Nnn, I don't wanna, 's embarrassin'."
"Tough. Say it if ye feel like gettin' off some time this week."
"Do I 'ave to?"
Vizka stopped stroking, pressed his claw tips into Codj's skin, and snapped "I said say it! Disobeyin' yer cap'n, are ye?"
"Ack, awright, awright, I'll say it!" Vizka released his grip, and Codj looked over his shoulder, ears red, and mumbled. At Vizka's unmoved look, he mouthed the word almost inaudibly.
"Well, I'm feelin' nice," said Vizka, tightening his grasp and moving his paw with fast, firm strokes. "Louder!"
Codj stuttered for a moment before his orgasm hit, and as his seed spattered the floor he clutched the table's edge and cried "Ahh, Daddy! Daddy... Daddy..."