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Cheating with His Brother

Chapter Six

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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Things had to change.

Ropes knew that she was doing something she shouldn't be when she was riding her husband's brother's cock in his bedroom, having told Fyr that she was off out having her claws taken care of. The demon cougar had laughed inwardly at just how easily her silly husband had accepted the excuse - as if she would waste time with a manicure when she had far more alluring prospects to enjoy herself with! Her claws mostly took care of themselves anyway, though raking them against Kao's scales seemed to keep them sultry and trim either way.

But it wasn't the fact that she was cheating on her husband that she knew had to change, Ropes hissing and writhing as the drake slammed into her, pounding her to another raw, all-consuming orgasm that her husband simply could not deliver. She had what she wanted with Kao in the bedroom department but she loved Fyr too, unconditionally and without fail. That was why she'd married him, said her vows from the heart to him. It wasn't that she wanted to leave her husband, only fulfil the other parts of her life and her being that had been left sadly neglected since she'd fallen head over heels (and tentacles too) for him.

That was why she had to get Fyr involved. But it was going to take more than a little finesse to pull it off. Luckily, there was no one that knew the dragon better than her and neither was there anyone better placed to do what she did best.

A demoness of lust, after all, had to have more than a few tricks up her sleeve, surely?

And Ropes orchestrated it with a paw better beholden of a puppet master, the cougar purring sweetness into the ears of both her partners until they were putty in her paws. She told Fyr how much she loved him, feeding him both relaxation and warmth even as her demon self screamed and writhed, craving the raw lust and passion that simply was not in Fyr's nature to deliver as she needed. Perhaps Ropes should have known that before but love was a funny thing, even to a demon.

And Kao... Well, that drake had not taken light words with fluffy edges, a warm home to come home to and a good meal at the end of a working day. His passion filled her to the brim, the demoness flooding her sense with the need to feed herself to the point of gluttony and drawing him in ever closer to her was, irrefutably, a pleasure she would not have turned down for any lure. Well, maybe the lure of an even more lustful male, but a demoness would always be fickle that way.

It was in her nature.

Ropes craved his cock, the heady slam of it into her pussy, which never quite seemed to reach the point of soreness from which she could not continue, not with him. It was just another reason in the endless list of how their bodies matched up together so much more than perfectly and why she had to have him above all else. And Ropes, thankfully, knew how to make it happen.

It was easy enough to weave it into Fyr's mind that he needed to invite his brother over for dinner. After all, she'd said, you haven't seen him since the party! And he lives so close now! Fyr, of course, had been none the wiser to the fact that Ropes had seen Kao many, _many_times since the drake's house party, an event that Fyr had emerged from bedraggled and with a much sorer head than expected.

He'd been easy to convince and, hell, the damn drake thought it was his own idea to drop his brother a text and invite him over at the end of it. If she'd not been so pleased with herself for making sure the invitation itself happened, Ropes would have rolled her pale eyes at his own self-absorption. But it didn't matter - not really, anyway. As long as she got what she wanted out of the deal, he could think that it was his idea all along, yes, thank you, for her to even fuck Kao in the first place! Of course, that sliver of essential information was still yet to be revealed, although all would come to light in due course. She had to make it the right time rather than waiting for that elusive opportune moment.

It had been mere moments after Fyr sent the text that her own phone had buzzed, although the feline had waited before answering, languidly flipping through the pages of a magazine on agriculture. She'd originally picked it up to understand a little more about Fyr's line of work but, in all honesty, it wasn't her jam in the slightest. Hard work, surely, but something that she wouldn't really lift a paw to, as much as she liked their detached home on the outskirts, the orchard down the road. If Fyr had his way though, they'd be buying the fields and land surrounding their home too so that he could have a larger acreage of land to farm and do whatever it was that dragon did with his days. It would at least get him out of that silly suit and doing what he wanted with his life, although Ropes was under no illusion that having him happier with his life and work would lead to more sex for her. She'd thought that, once, but no more. That was why she'd had to take matters, quite literally, into her own paws.

Ah, yes, the text. Ropes raised her eyebrows as she swiped it open, relishing each and every tiny little motion as a prelude to the grand event. It took every step to make a dance, after all, and she had every intention of enjoying it right to the very end.

Fyr's invited me over. You game?

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She smirked, fingers flying to answer.

Game if you are. Though I think he wants to watch the_game_.

That's fine. He can be occupied.

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Grinning, Ropes set her phone aside, whiskers quivering. He almost made it too easy, the drake almost more eager for her than she was for him. But the date was set and that's all she needed, the wheels of her plan spinning and spinning and spinning as she set each and every last one of them into motion.

All she needed was both of her dragons.

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"Hey, baby..."

Ropes crooned, leaning over the back of the sofa to run her paws over Fyr's shoulders, hanging over him as he almost looked away from the game on TV. Almost, but not quite.

"Yeah?"

The grunt was pretty much all she could expect, though she didn't know how he could get so wrapped up in a low stakes game from a team he didn't even follow. Hell, she liked sports but it was football for her and that was about it! She didn't watch every single sport available just for the hell of it!

"Thought you may like to take a little break," she murmured, sliding her paws down the neck of his T-shirt, scales warm to the touch. "Kao won't be here for a while and there's the Sharp Shooters to watch later, you don't have to worry about missing anything important..."

Fyr snorted and glanced back at her, but barely spared his wife a look.

"Yeah, but I'm watching this one now." He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Jeez, Ropes, can't you leave me in peace for one afternoon."

If she had not already been putting a plan into place, charming the execution, she would have flinched away from him, anger seething below the surface. Or maybe it would have rung flush through her, setting her tentacles writhing as she snarled and let it rip, screaming just what she thought about the dragon in his face.

But she couldn't do that. Taking a deep breath, she let every drop of anger seep from her, shoulders loosening as she imagined the tension falling from them.

Calm. She had to be calm. That was if she wanted to get what she wanted.

"But Fyr," she murmured, standing before him to block his view of the screen. "Haven't you been missing something? Because I surely have."

And, with that, she unbuttoned her loose shirt, something that had barely seemed to conceal her breasts in the slightest with how much they bulged through the fabric. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra that day, another little part of her plan, and her nipples stood up perkily, skin flush and tight around them. The cougar raised her paws to them, massaging the soft globes of flesh sensually as her own stimulation brought a moan to her lips, arching her back instinctively as her demon self begged her to feed.

Yet she had to persuade her husband first as his eyes flicked to her chest, temporarily dragged from the lure of the screen. Purring, Ropes grinned and lifted her breasts, pressing them lightly together as if to show off her delectable cleavage.

"Oh..."

Even a drake with a low sex drive could not resist her allure, her breasts exposed and a tentacle brushing the softly growing bulge in the front of his jeans. She teased it over the thickness she found there, moaning softly as if she really was groping his shaft without the barrier of denim in between.

"Come on, honey," she murmured. "I'll get you back in time for your game. But surely you want to give me a little drop of sugar first too, hm?"

"Maybe..."

It was funny how sometimes he would moan that he was too tired from work, that he had too much to do or, even sometimes, pretended to be asleep when she so clearly wanted something in particular from him. And other times... Well, other times, he was persuaded. He was game. Just not quite in the way that Ropes wanted him to be.

A demoness got bored of the vanilla life, after all.

She crooked a tentacle in his direction even as the dragon scrambled to his feet, heart clearly racing as his pulse jumped and leapt at the side of his throat.

"You know you want me, sugar," she purred warmly, putting as much sensuality into her tone as was possible. "You can't resist everything I've got for you... So why try?"

Why try indeed? Fyr groaned as she hooked him to her with her tentacles, towing him lightly from the living room as she led him upstairs, her shirt falling from her torso in their wake. It wouldn't be needed anymore: it had done its job and then some.

The drake, for once, followed her up to their bedroom like a love-struck puppy; perhaps, for once, she'd caught him on a good day. She closed the bedroom door after him, letting the dragon race to the bed and then skid to a halt, blinking rapidly at the rope strewn across it as if it was supposed to be decoration.

"What... What's all this?"

Ropes dragged him out of his shirt, slicing off his buttons with her claws before he could change his mind, as the drake was oh so very apt to do.

"You let me worry about that, sugar, and let's get you down and in your scales..."

He was malleable in her paws and the cougar growled lustfully, tentacles writhing as they darted back and forth to help her in disrobing the drake of every last piece of clothing, revealing his hard cock for her attention. Oh, how she wished to drop to her knees and take it into her muzzle but she had enough sense of mind to know that that would be just where it ended if she succumbed to that naughty little desire. He'd blow in her mouth and then there would be nothing more for her as the dragon snoozed off the tiring act of ejaculation.

Ropes tried not to frown. It was all going to be different now. That was if everything went to plan.

And she'd make it go to plan.

Kissing her husband's neck, she ran her tentacles over his wings, caressing them with feather-light touches as she groaned and tried to suppress her own need. It would be so easy to give in to what her demon self wanted but she couldn't, not if she wanted to change the course of action going forward.

"Darling, I want you so much..."

The words were true and yet still calculated as she made him step back to the bed until his legs hit it. The drake folded to the mattress as if he was drawn there by a higher power, tail flopping to the side as the cougar landed on top of him.

"Unnff, Ropes..."

But she wasn't about to say anything or stop because he was a little uncomfortable under her weight. He should have been well enough used to having her do all the work by that point anyway! And so Ropes snarled as she dragged him up the bed, working more quickly as she rolled him onto his front, her tentacles useful to suitably restrain her husband. But they would soon be exchanged for more fixed restraints, something that she could leave on the drake and know that he would be in the same place she left him on her return.

For that was all part of her game and the little-big plan she'd cooked up.

"Ropes!"

Her husband was too late, struggling as she pinned him and lashed his wrists neatly to the leg posts of the bed, the wooden frame holding firm as she drew his arms out on either side of his head. The dragon was forced to shove his muzzle down into the pillows, groaning softly, although the drinks he'd had in the afternoon already while watching other games on TV probably helped some. They dulled his reflexes enough for Ropes to work swiftly, treating his ankles the same as she left his tail unbound, at least for the moment. Spread-eagled, there likely wasn't much he could do with a less than dextrous tail and she wasn't exactly worried that the drake would work out just how to get out of his very lovely predicament.

"That's where you should be, love..."

She purred and admired him from all angles, the cougar's need rising as she moved around the bed, light on her hind paws. Fyr growled and tried to wrench his bound limbs free but the most he could manage to do was slightly shake the bad, mattress groaning beneath him as he jerked his weight around the little he could. His tail waved anxiously, revealing the pucker of his untainted tail hole, and Ropes' grin simply grew and grew.

"Ropes, this isn't funny..."

"Don't worry, sugar, all will be revealed soon, don't you worry."

Fluttering her fingers at him, she blew the drake a kiss and curled her tail off to the side, admiring how his rump raised as he tried to get his hard cock a bit of space from where it was trapped between his stomach and the bed. He was a specimen, it had to be said, but it was only a shame that he'd denied her so much for so long. Well, she'd change that, only perhaps not quite in the way that she'd originally envisioned.

"I'll be back soon, honey," she murmured, replacing her discarded blouse with another, though she left a couple of buttons undone so that the top of her cleavage was exposed, a lace bra cupping her breasts in lieu of going au naturel again. "You just relax there. I'm sure you're tired. You do say that an awful lot."

"Ropes, I don't mean it, I'm not that tired."

She snorted. It was so cute that he was trying to persuade her otherwise when she knew full well that he was hardly ever tired - as if she needed persuading that all his tiredness was solely to get out of doing things that he didn't really want to do! If it meant that he had to expend energy, the drake simply didn't want to do it and that was that, thank you very much. It was one of many reasons that sex had depleted so much for them, though she found it somewhat ironic that his laziness surpassed hers, being the feline of their marriage.

Maybe he simply needed a little motivation. And she was going to deliver it to him in spades, just to see if he would find his second wind after their first few years together. Anything was worth a try.

Someone's knuckles rapped on the door as she sashayed out of the bedroom, closing the door on her heels even as Fyr tried to beg her to release him, clearly still thinking she was winding him up as payback for one thing or the other. Of course, it was payback in a sense but destined to be a very pleasurable one.

She'd see him again in a bit. First, she had to welcome her sweeter drake of the evening.

Kao smiled as she opened the door to him with a flourish, tentacles waving as if in greeting, though it was the smile painted on her black lips that spoke volumes, eyes smouldering as if burning with a true dragon's fire.

"Kao, darling," she purred. "How wonderful to see you. Do come in."

Every word emerged from her muzzle laden with promise and he growled as he stepped inside, taking her into her arms as she melted into his embrace, lips furtively coming together. She didn't hide her moan as her lips parted with his, tongues battling between their mouths as two like souls fought for dominance, chests heaving and tails lashing as if they were wild beasts driven on by carnal lust alone.

"Wow... Seems someone missed me," Kao said breathlessly as they broke the kiss, mischief dancing in his eyes. "I know why you invited me here but I didn't think you'd be so forward when Fyr..."

His eyes swept the hallway over her shoulder, clouded with worry if only for the briefest of moments.

"No, no, sugar," Ropes whispered, keeping the pretence if only to maintain her illusion of secrecy for a little while longer. "He's upstairs, he can't hear us. Not feeling well but he said he'd join us later."

Kao smirked.

"So that gives us a little more time together..."

Grabbing her paw without asking her whether she wanted him to or not, the drake whisked her into the living room where the TV was still on, an ice hockey match in full swing on the screen that neither of them was about to pay attention to. Ropes didn't know which team was on anyway, though had to admit that it was almost as interesting as football. Maybe she'd have to pick up the NHL game at another time but she switched it off in the meantime, turning her attention to the muscled stud of a drake before her.

He, after all, deserved her full attention.

Their lips crashed together urgently as Kao groaned into her mouth, claws scrabbling at the fresh shirt she'd slipped on before greeting him at the door. Of course, he had no idea that Fyr was rather 'tied up' at that very moment and had no way in which he could possibly disturb them. For the dragon, time was of the essence and his cock rose to the occasion as Ropes' head spun.

Oh, it would be so easy to fuck him down in the living room while she left Fyr bound and needy. She didn't have to go through with things if she listened to the raging lust of the demon inside her that simply begged for sex in any way possible, hissing and writhing as she demanded more and more, always more. She didn't know what a plan was or what Ropes needed to do to ultimately get more sex - no, she only wanted Kao as he was there, tongue delving into her muzzle and his cock hard and wanton pressing through the front of his jeans.

But no. She had to put her plan into motion. She had to get Kao just where she wanted him.

With some difficulty, she drew back from his lusty embrace, the confused drake blinking rapidly as he seemed to come back to some sense of himself. That didn't stop his cock from pressing rampantly through the front of his jeans, however, the bulge thick and impossible to miss. Clearing her throat, Ropes chuckled softly, though her chest still heaved, breasts rising and falling too quickly as his eyes, of course, dropped to them.

She had to get a little bit of something into him first to sweeten the deal; then all could continue just as she'd planned.

"Here, darling," she panted, pressing a cool bottle of beer into his paw from the stand beside the sofa, a bucket filled with ice that kept it all nicely chilled when walking to the kitchen would have simply been too much effort. "We have time enough, don't worry... You relax and enjoy yourself."

And, although there was no TV to watch, the drake compliantly allowed her to nudge him onto the sofa, uncapping the bottle and taking a gulp from it. He gasped softly and groaned as the alcohol slipped sweetly down his throat, rolling his hips up against the cougar as she worked on his belt, jeans sliding down his hips.

"Ropes, damn it..."

Smirking, she blew him a kiss and used her tentacles to get his jeans and boxers down far enough for her to get at his cock, springing out hard and ready into her waiting paws.

"Come on, sugar, I'm here to make you feel good, now that we've finally gotten ourselves some time together. Let me take real good care of you."

She gave him no choice or time to answer, closing her lips softly around the head of his shaft and sucking him into her muzzle as if his length was a fine treat, something to be savoured and enjoyed. Kao growled, the claws of one paw jabbing into the sofa cushions as the other cradled his drink, bringing it very shakily up to his lips as he chugged it down. Perhaps he was distracting himself or perhaps he really was that thirsty, but Ropes wanted to make sure he was nicely tipsy anyway before she moved the next part of her delicious plan into action.

Groaning, he put the bottle aside and reached for a second, licking her lips as she bobbed her head slowly on his delectable shaft, taking her time to savour it and trail her tongue over every ridge on his length. It was sometimes better to take one's time, even though her need rose and her demonic self spurred her on, calling for the cum of a male that would feed her, sate her need and leave her, pleasantly, wanting for more.

"Can't say you don't know how to treat a drake right, cat..."

She would have laughed if his cock had not been stretching out her lips, widening into a lewd 'O' as she took him deep into the back of her throat. Her gag reflex was pretty much non-existent as she skilfully gulped him down, eyes rolling as the pale glow intensified tenfold. Oh, she knew how to please him but she wasn't quite going to please him all the way - at least not yet. Ropes had a far better way to let him spend himself than in her muzzle, although it was, admittedly, one of her favourite ways.

The cougar purred warmly around his shaft as pre-cum drooled thickly onto her tongue. Damn, had the drake been holding back for her? She flushed at the thought that he didn't want to spend himself with anyone else, although she was quite certain that that wasn't true even if he hadn't gone off with anyone but her at the party. That didn't mean, of course, that he hadn't had ample opportunity to do so, what with that vixen and what not, but he'd chosen her, spilling his seed into her pussy and mouth over and over again until they'd both collapsed into a pleasantly exhausted sexual stupor.

Ropes shivered, though not from cold. Yes, that had been a good night. A very good night indeed, in fact.

Growling, Kao slammed the bottle of beer onto the table, giving her his full attention with his senses nicely fuzzy with the liquor. It had not yet had time to take quite the effect she wanted it to, however, and Ropes tried her best to slow her motion, pulling back against her nature to draw out the moment as she lapped luxuriously over his cock, leaving no spot untouched as his musk flooded her muzzle.

"Damn it, Ropes, I'm too horny for this!"

But she was quicker than him as he reached for her head, slapping his paws away and skilfully wrapping her tentacles around them. With her best flirtatious giggle, she played her tongue sensually over the head of his cock and blinked coyly up at him, mischief gleaming in the backs of her eyes. Kao gulped and growled, though didn't manage to look as intimidating and demanding as he wanted to be with his boxers tugged below his cock and balls, the orbs cradled and spilling forth wantonly.

"Don't worry, sugar," she said again, repeating the same phrase as before. "I'm gonna take care of you."

Just not quite in the way he imagined. Ropes growled around his cock, letting the vibrations travel down his length, as she took him back into her maw, muzzle bobbing a little more urgently as she teased him to the edge of orgasm and back again. True enough, Kao could have probably grabbed her and thrown her back on the floor to fuck and take as he pleased - that was if he'd really wanted to. As it was, he moaned open-mouthed, letting his tongue hang out as he shivered and twitched in her hold, a little part of him submitting to the teasing pleasure, rising and falling like the ebb of waves on a beach.

And Ropes knew that she had him exactly where she wanted him, pre-cum pouring so viscously onto her tongue that she actually had to work to swallow it. Rising, she took his paw, eyes alight with the nuance of anticipation that her particular brand of evil played on with great pleasure.

"Come with me."

He should have questioned her and yet he didn't, allowing the cougar to lead him up the stairs as she'd done with her husband not that long ago. Of course, he didn't know that and she wondered with a cheeky grin if he'd forgotten that she'd said Fyr was upstairs as he followed her just a little bit too eagerly to be entirely with his senses.

Excellent.

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Though not quite.

"Ropes, isn't this..."

He blinked at the bedroom and landing, brow furrowing. But it was hard for the drake to form a question with lust raging through him, cock hard and drooling for her lost attention. Somewhere along the way, his jeans and boxers had been left behind, which was well enough: it wasn't as if the dragon would need them for the rest of the evening she had planned.

"I got it all taken care of, just to take care of you."

She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek, tentacles flickering back and forth as raw desire coursed through her. She couldn't have held back for even the faintest moment longer if she'd tried, heart pounding and blood roaring delightfully in her ears. Oh, how she loved that moment before the leap, the challenge coming to beautiful fruition.

"Here you go, darling..." She purred, opening the bedroom door with a flourish. "I've got him all ready for you!"

Kao raised his eyebrows, pausing in the doorway as Ropes revealed her husband, flat on his front on the bed and tied to each leg of the bed. He groaned softly, face crushed into the pillow, and wriggled faintly, but there was not much he could do, tied down as he was. The ropes tightened around his wrists and ankles and Ropes clicked her tongue softly against the roof of her mouth, tentacles twisting into one another as if they too had become instruments and implements of bondage.

"Ropes?" Fyr groaned. "Ropes, come on now, you've left me here for ages... It's not funny anymore."

And it wasn't funny. It wasn't funny in the slightest. Yet Ropes still smiled, the cougar licked her lips sensually as Kao took one hesitant step forward, eyes alight with a drake's greed and hunger.

She'd known a little alcohol would sway his inhibitions enough. He was an easy sort to persuade. And everything was coming together just as she'd planned.

"I'm sorry for getting you all worked up, honey, but I knew you may need a little push to go and enjoy the treat I laid out for you."

She wasn't really sorry. Kao grinned, alcohol clouding his senses enough for her to usher him forward another step, a tentacle sliding up his cock to ensure he stayed well and truly with the eroticism of the situation. She couldn't very well afford to have him backing out now, after all she'd gone through to get her husband laid out oh so very nicely for his attention! The drake shuddered and growled, head rolling back as he focused on her, though Ropes didn't mind that much either. As long as she got what she wanted.

"Ropes?" Fyr growled, tail thrashing, though he wasn't fooling anyone with his protests, cock still hard from being ground into the bed in waiting. "Who's there? For hell's sake!"

It wasn't a pleasant curse to utter in her presence but Ropes let it slide as Kao took the floor, slipping his shirt off over his head. She couldn't help but notice that he stayed close to her, however, something that should not have pleased her and yet still did. He should very much want to be near her, to please her and enjoy her presence above all else.

Kao certainly had the right idea about who was really in charge. It was a shame that it took Fyr so long to get on the same page too.

"Here, honey, don't worry," Ropes cooed, perching on the edge of the bed as she retrieved a bottle of lube from the drawer. "You're going to love this... I know you are horny today and need a bit of attention. Only, today, you're not gonna be getting it from me, sugar."

Giggling, she covered her lips, although there was nothing demure about the action.

"Actually, you won't be getting any of my sugar for a long time!"

The drake grunted and struggled against his bonds as Kao parted his lips, bridging on the verge of speaking up. Ropes held her breath, a flicker of delight rippling down the length of her tail.

"Ropes, I swear, if you don't untie me right now and stop this whole silly charade -"

"Hey, bro."

"Kao!" Fyr tried to shout but hacked and coughed, eyes bulging. "What... You're here? Fucking hell, Ropes, you get me untied right now!"

But his wife only smirked and traced two lubricated fingers over his exposed tail hole, using her arm to hold his flailing tail up and out of the way.

"I don't think I will, actually. You see, you've not been giving me all that much fun for years now, have you, dear? So I think it's time you see just how fun things can be."

She blew Kao a kiss, not forgetting the brother as she massaged his cock and balls with her tentacles, working up his need as alcohol did the trick of getting him right to the edge of thinking along her lines of thought too.

"So Kao here is going to let you know how good things can be, when you just give in to them!" She giggled girlishly. "You get your fun and get your rocks off... And, well, darling, I can have mine too!"

"Ropes!"

Fyr groaned and tried to thrash but she had more than enough tentacles to keep his tail well wrapped up and held out of the way as she slid her fingers back and forth inside his, previously untouched, tail hole. Against himself, the dragon let out a soft gasp but it was more than telling how easily his tail hole opened up around her fingers, seeming to welcome her in. If she didn't know any better, she would have said that the drake had a penchant for anal play. But he wasn't that adventurous.

That would have to change.

"Kao, darling," she purred, holding Fyr's tail up for his attention. "Come here and show my husband how a real drake fucks. It seems that he's been without for too long."

The dragon hesitated but it was for such a brief moment that Ropes didn't even have to intervene as he grunted and shifted up onto the bed behind Fyr. He shared a brief kiss with Ropes, Fyr oddly quiet beneath them as he seemingly fought to process the invitation, the news that had been tossed out so casually that Ropes may as well have been asking Kao what he would like for dinner.

He was getting fucked.

"What the hell..." He chuckled in the back of his throat and shook his head slowly as if he couldn't quite decide whether to despair or admire Ropes for her tenacity. "I've been fucking your wife anyway, bro."

"What?"

Kao didn't let him protest, nuzzling the tip of his hard cock up under Fyr's tail. The drake groaned and struggled, though his protests were rendered feeble by the rope restraints, his bondage keeping him in place as his brother leaned over his back. He cried out and swore and cursed and said many, many words that he would never have otherwise dared utter in anyone's presence, but there was no stopping the determination of Kao and Ropes combined once they had committed to the path both of them had in mind.

Together, their will was unstoppable.

Fyr hissed and snarled - the most sound he'd made in years in the bedroom - as Kao bore into him, taking his older brother slowly and sweetly, though he wasn't about to not force the dragon to take his full length.

"There's a good husband," Ropes crooned, patting Fyr's head condescendingly. "Take it all... You're going to love how his cock feels in you!"

Fyr begged to differ, though still groaned and rumbled as Kao hilted his shaft, putting his weight behind the final bit of his thrust. He hardly paused, however, to allow his brother to get used to the length and size of his cock, drawing back slowly as he forced the drake to enjoy the ridges grinding through his tail hole.

"Fuck!" Fyr growled, eyes rolling back into his skull as he sweated, struggles dwindling more and more with every passing second. "It's..."

"Big, isn't it?" She completed the sentence for him, pressing up to Kao's side as she devoured every last inch of his cock driving into her husband with her eyes alone. "Nice and thick... He's going to fill you with so much cum, sweetie."

Fyr could not have known what to make of that but his natural submission, the submission that had never suited her very well, flickered to the surface like ripples across a pond. The drake hissed softly and shivered, melting into the bed even as his tail stiffened, mind trying to make sense of the stretch and pleasure delivered by his body. Kao, to his credit, did not thrust too roughly as he built up a steady pace and grind, driving lustfully into his brother's tail hole as he growled with powerful desire.

And Fyr had to submit to it, whimpering into the cushions as Kao evidently ground up against his prostate, the red dragon's balls pushed back under the weight of his own body. Ropes had no doubt that his cock was throbbing and hard as Kao pounded him, rocking his brother lightly under his driving thrusts as the bed creaked and groaned as if it too approved of what was happening.

Wickedly, Ropes giggled and rubbed her husband's back, a tentacle tipping his head up so she could see the look in his eyes, the dragon puffing smoke from both nostrils.

"Struggling, darling?" She murmured, soothing him gently. "Don't worry. The orgasm will be worth it."

Don't worry. Such a simple thing to say and empty words for a demoness who never worried to utter. If she'd been caught fucking Kao before, she wouldn't have stressed about it, no, not at all. It wasn't in her nature to worry, as a demoness, but the drake she'd fallen in love with needed her to be more mortal and, if that meant telling him not to worry, that was just what she would do.

"Fuck him harder, honey."

That didn't mean she wouldn't encourage Kao to give him as rough a pounding as possible though. And Kao was easy to convince, the drake snarling as he bored down on Fyr's back and pushed him into the bed, letting his legs cast out behind as he practically lay on top of his brother, hips working furiously. Ropes caught her breath, panties soaked with desire and the taste of Kao's pre-cum still thick in her muzzle.

And there was only one thing that could possibly come from two bodies moving together, one bound and one free to take every last bit of pleasure he craved. Ropes sucked in a breath, forcing the catch from her throat, as he worked and drove in vehemently, wings flaring and pumping for extra leverage, driving his body down into his brother. The blue drake's eyes seemed to roll and Ropes licked her lips as she imagined just how hard Fyr's tail hole was clenching around him, for she knew that look in her husband's eye, the way smoke poured from his maw as he grunted and gasped with an open-mouth, orgasm coursing through him.

He had always been a quiet one but that didn't mean that Ropes didn't know when he was actually climaxing, caught up in the throes of pleasure that, somehow, didn't hold as much lure for him as it did for her.

Of course, with Fyr's passage squeezing down on him as if it was trying to milk him of his cum, Kao could not hold back. Alcohol pulled at his mind and he snarled, lips curling back along the line of his teeth as he hammered in, Fyr's flesh shifting and rippling beneath him.

And he couldn't stop his orgasm from coming, letting rip with a feral roar that shook the room and made Ropes glad, probably for the first time in that home, that they didn't have any neighbours living pressed up against them on either side, for they would surely be disturbed if so. The drake snapped his jaws closed and hissed through clenched teeth, allowing Ropes to see for the first time just how breathtakingly dominating he was at the point of orgasm, every muscle tense with power.

"Oh..." Fyr groaned, swimming back to his senses as he gulped. "He... Whoa..."

"Quiet now, honey, just you enjoy."

But Ropes wanted him to be quiet as Kao spent himself, not a drop of cum dripping from Fyr's stretched tail hole as he filled him to the brim. She wanted to enjoy every last second as he groaned and shuddered over her husband, the taking of a male taking supposedly far more out of him than normal. Ropes lashed her tongue with her lips and couldn't resist a soft groan as she wrapped an arm around Kao, drawing herself to him as she felt him tremble against her, his orgasm becoming hers, at least in sensuality, as he gasped and heaved for blissfully forsaken breath.

And she wouldn't have wanted it any other way as Fyr tried to twist his head back and forth, working out the kinks from holding it up while he was bound in such a position for so long. Her need simmered but it could wait a while, her demon self flat and gluttonous from feeding on the copulation, so illicit, of probably the two most important males in her life.

"That's my boys," she moaned softly, nuzzling the back of Kao's neck as she pressed up behind him, tentacles caressing and rubbing all over both of the male's bodies as if she was oiling them up for a second round, polishing their scales. "You'll both do good for me, won't you? I need mine too..."

For her demonic self may have been happy to feed on the lusts of others, orchestrating the exchange of pleasure, but she still had her own needs to take care of. And the light in Kao's eyes as he drew his still-hard cock from Fyr's tail hole told her that she was definitely going to get her pleasure too - and she wouldn't even have to tie him up to get it either!

Grinning, she locked her lips with his, delving deep into his muzzle as he groaned and tried to twist around, though his thighs spread to either side of Fyr's legs held him in place. That was just fine - perfect, in fact - allowing Ropes to run her paws down his chest, laying a cheeky pinch to his nipples as a little reminder to show that she called the shots. But there was still more to come, oh so very much more.

"Let's show that drake how a real stud fucks a cat!"