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It was her brother's whimpering that woke her. And, feigning sleep in the pitch black bedroom, it took Lira several nerve wracking seconds to confirm that the sound was indeed coming from Nao. Her brother had always been a quiet, stoic source of encouragement for her and Lira could honestly say she had never heard him make a noise even resembling a whimper.

And yet, there it was.

Shaking, Lira inched toward he gently wafting curtain that bisected the bedroom and timidly drew it open just enough to peek. The sight that greeted her on the other side was, at once, both comforting and horrifying.

Contrary to her worst fears, Nao was not injured or dying. In fact, his eyes were closed and his teeth bared in a snarl that might have looked pained under any other circumstances.

Circumstances that didn't involve having his pajamas around his ankles and a paw wrapped tight around his cock.

Lira watched, mute and frozen with stupefied disbelief as Nao stroked himself. Again came the whimpers, and she had to stop herself from recoiling. She'd never known her brother to so much as express an interest in a female. Yet here she was, face to face with the evidence that her brother was not only male, but a sexual being at that.

Reluctantly, despite her efforts to the contrary, Lira's eyes slowly traveled down her brother's chest and into his lap. Attached to any other male, Nao's member would have set her mouth to watering and her mind reeling with fantasies wholly inappropriate for a female of her years. But fixed where it was, it struck her only with a numb, almost clinical curiosity. It had been more than a decade since they'd bathed together as kits and the meaty rod before her now bore little resemblance to the childlike anatomy she remembered.

From the way he gripped it, Nao's paw could only just manage to envelop the entire circumference. Picturing her brother's broad, masculine hands, Lira shuddered with sympathy for his eventual partner. If she was to try taking something like that, she'd be walking funny for a week.

Nao gasped suddenly, sending a bolt of adrenaline down Lira's spine to the tip of her tail. But no, she hadn't been discovered, and a single glance at the furious rise and fall of his chest made the reason for his outburst only too clear.

Lira wanted to look away. Longed to. But she'd come this far and the pleasure written on her brother's face held her fast as he neared his climax. It was hypnotic, a perverse fascination gripping her as she listened to her brother make lusty, amorous sounds she'd never dreamed him capable of.

"Lira," he gasped, going rigid.

Lira choked on her yelp, stumbling back and nearly toppling off the bed in shock. Even as she hurled herself under the blankets, she spied a few final glimpses through the cracked curtain. Nao's hips bucked, back arching as he splattered the fur of his belly with thick ropes of seed that glittered in the thin moonlight.

And above, behind, and under everything, came a muffled, urgent moan.

"Lira. Lira."