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The jiggling of the handle was all the warning the red dragon got before his front door swung open, his sister striding in like she owned the place. The red highlights to her scales and the attitude were really all that suggested they were related, the blue dragoness glancing his way almost as an afterthought. "Oh, you're here. Don't mind me. I'm bumming some ammo off you before I head to the range."

Annoyed puffs of smoke left Fyr's nose as she so nonchalantly assumed ownership of his stuff. It had always been like this. There were times it was worth it to say no, but given that she could bitch him out with the best of them they were few and far between. "Oh, yes, sure, just help yourself. It's not like you do this all the time and never bother getting your own damn cases." A dismissive wave was all the response he got before she tromped off, Fyr returning to his work with a grumble.

The smaller dragoness knew where she was going, barely even paying attention as she traversed the hallway in the general direction of her goal. The sudden impediment of a golden furred rabat didn't register until the both of them were tumbling to the floor, the dragoness shaking her head a moment from the impact. "Normally I'm not one to argue when a sexy hen tackles me to the floor, but would you mind?" Her gaze fixed upon the male's face, recognizing both the visage and the snarking tone. The hybrid rabbit-bat's shit-eating grin turned her mood sour instantly as she backed off him, the smack on her ass getting a strike from her tail in response. "I haven't seen you in a while, Holly. You got hot."

With a roll of her eyes and a puff of annoyance, Holly crossed her arms across her chest. "Oh, I'm just so glad to have your approval TW. Let me guess, you went broke and are slumming with my brother until the debt collectors stop calling." She had to admit he wasn't the worst looking creature ever. Somehow the long bunny ears and large bat wings worked well together, though she liked scales rather than fur. He'd always seemed to rub her the wrong way, even when he wasn't practically undressing her with his eyes like he was now.

"Still got that mouth, I see." The rabat quickly shuffled up next to her, arm over her shoulder. "You need to relax, babe. Get some stress relief or your scales are gonna crack. Get yourself laid. Of course, I could help with tha-" He didn't even get to finish before being shoved into the wall, the smaller dragoness rumbling angrily at him. "I'm spoken for, you shameless fuck!" He said nothing as she stomped down the hallway, merely watching her thick tail sway back and forth behind her.

When she came back out carting a pair of ammo boxes, Holly was dismayed to see he was still waiting there. Leaning against one wall, his foot pressed to the opposite one, she was sorely tempted to kick out his knee and just keep walking. The way he was standing more than showed off what he was packing down below, her ire raised again as she glared at him. "Were you always this much of a thick-headed dickbag? I have a boyfriend. I am so far out of your league you wouldn't have a shot even if I didn't."

TW gave a bit of a knowing smile, completely unfazed by her demeanor. "That so? I can guarantee he ain't hung like me." Her eyes flitted downward for just a moment, knowing it wasn't a bluff from what she could see. Putting his foot down he slipped passed her, taking the opportunity to grope her chest just once while her arms were occupied. "Just something to think about, little hen. If you decide you want a challenge you come see me."

Holly stormed out of the hallway, head held high and smoke pouring from her nostrils. When her brother came back into view, slouched in his chair and rubbing his temples, she couldn't help getting one last word in. "Why you're friends with that asshole I'll never know!" With a bit more force than was really necessary she flung open the screen door and left, her tail slapping against the door frame in annoyance.

When TW made his way into the room shortly afterwards, Fyr shot him a look that made the rabat playfully cringe. "She's already hard enough to deal with. Do you have to make it worse by pissing her off?" Pulling up a chair and straddling it backwards, TW shook his wings a moment before folding them up. "Oh, come on. Don't be like that. She's you, only smaller, blue, and with really nice tits. You can't blame me for finding her as fuckable as I did you." Setting his chin in his paw, the rabat winked at his old lover, "Or are you jealous I'm paying attention to her now?" With a grumble Fyr set the now cleaned equipment down to dry, smacking TW upside the head. "You wish. If you absolutely have to at least hit on her when it's not gonna get me a migraine, ass."

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The next day saw Holly's car pulling up to the curb once again, Fyr busying himself with the garden. The blue dragoness pulled out a still partly full box of 45's before tromping up to her brother. "Ended up with some leftovers, so here you go." She thrust the box out, as if expecting him to drop what he was doing and take care of it. Sticking his spade in the ground and leaning back, Fyr looked up at his bitchy sister with an almost trademark scowl. "Oh, so NOW you can't just barge in and take care of it yourself? Too much effort when you're not getting something out of it? You can stand there all day if you want; I'm not doing it for you. Go put it away yourself."

Holly growled and glared at him, Fyr returning to his gardening duties while she stood there for what turned into several minutes. When her arms started to tire a bit she made a quick turn and snort as she finally relented. "Feh, fine. Whatever." The rattling of rounds joined the opening of the door as Holly let herself in, giving a quick glance around in case TW was about. She told herself she couldn't stop thinking about him because of how mad he'd made her, and it was partially true. She still fumed over the treatment she'd received. Her aim had actually significantly improved at the range, the dragoness crediting mostly to imagining the rabat's face on the target. OOOHHH he made her mad!

She slipped into the gun room without incident, replacing the box where she'd found it on a higher shelf. As she reached upwards, her paws just pulling away from the box, the dragoness squeaked in shock as a pair of large paws squeezed her breasts. Jolting backwards she found herself pressed against the broad furred chest of her nemesis, his paws finding her nipples beneath the tanktop she wore and tweaking them. "So you've come back, little hen. I knew you would."

TW's thick sheath pressed to the small of her back, only his pants in the way as he leaned down to nibble her neck. Her surprise had already given way to anger, though, and he found her paw on his face and shoving him backward. He tugged at her nipples one last time before she twisted from his grasp, her paw leaving only to be rather rapidly replaced by the other one. The sting of her slap made him pause, though her reaction only made him want her more as she fumed. "Like hell I'm here to see you! What in that tiny little brain of yours made you think today would be any different than yesterd-mmph!"

Her ranting was interrupted as TW moved in quickly, his paw on the back of her head and his lips pressed to hers in a surprise kiss. Her mouth opened in shock, letting him taste inside her muzzle for a few precious seconds before he pulled away again. Her jaw snapped shut just too late, though her fist clipped his cheek as he backed off. "You're making this too easy, Holly! That's the second time you've left yourself wide open. If you're really not interested you're doing a bad job of acting like it~"

The incensed dragoness spat on the ground and wiped her lips, disgusted with him. "Fucker! What is wrong with you?! Do I have to roast your shitty fur off before you get the idea?" It took her a moment to realize he'd shifted her top upwards, her lacey bra mostly exposed before her paws quickly pulled it down again. Her nipples stood proudly against the material from his teasing, her blue scales turning a bit purple as she blushed angrily. Lips curling to reveal the rows of sharp teeth she possessed, Holly slammed her thick tail against the floor. "Now get out of my way before I make yesterday's murder fantasy a reality."

Giving a teasing groan of disappointment as she lowered her top again, TW put a paw on his waist as he grinned widely at her. "Oh? You're already fantasizing about me?" He ducked out of the way as she tried to slap him again, moving out of her way before almost mockingly bowing slightly and gesturing towards the open door. "Oh, by all means, keep it a fantasy. Think of me when you're bored, like when your boyfriend is going down on you." Glaring at him for a moment, Holly took the opportunity and headed for the doorway, the rabat calling after her. "Of course getting railed by a real stud is always best when you're in season." When she stopped in her tracks, staring death at him, he couldn't help but continue. There was just something about her that made him want to push and push and push. "You can't blame me for wanting to help, can you? I mean clearly your boyfriend either won't...or can't. You can be for damn certain neither of those apply to me~"

When Holly gave an angry roar, just about to bitch him out for being so incredibly awful, a deeper roar sounded from outside the house. "Will you two knock it off?! I can't even garden in fucking peace in my own goddamn home?!" The window flew open as Fyr poked his head through, growling at his sister and houseguest as he brandished his spade. "So help me if you keep this up I will have plenty of fertilizer for my garden before the day is done!" Almost in tandem the two of them rolled their eyes at his not so subtle threat, the grumpy drake's temper something both were well versed in. Spinning about on her toes, Holly gave a mollifying wave. "Yeah, yeah, I was just leaving anyway."

As Fyr all but slammed the window closed Holly was already walking. TW did not move to follow her, only chasing after her with words. "If he's even able to get it up it's a shame you can still walk straight. You won't have that problem after a few hours with me, sweet cheeks."

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"What do you_mean_ you're short?" Always with the unreasonable expectations. Holly's grating complaint followed Fyr as he collected what he needed before heading out to the shed, the larger drake wondering why he didn't charge more. Canning was a nice hobby but it was almost not worth it when having to deal with those who didn't get how much effort went into the process. "I thought it was pretty self-explanatory. You come over expecting me to have everything you want for your 'special occasion' and then get mad when I don't? Really? You should be grateful I'm even bothering to take time out of my day to get what you need after yesterday's incident. Or are you really that much of a self-centered bitch?"

Putting her paws on her hips, Holly fumed as he left. It wasn't that Fyr didn't have a point, but it wasn't like she didn't have a reason. She was normally demanding, but during her season it only got worse. "Well EXCUSE ME for thinking you'd have a surplus!" When the screen door shut she growled in frustration, the itch in her belly driving her crazy. Her boyfriend was sweet and all, doting on her and dealing with her mood swings, but she wouldn't be dealing with this crap if he'd just take charge and give her a clutch. She'd stopped taking birth control for that very reason, but instead of responding to her pheromones and working to get under her tail he'd instead wanted it to be 'special' or some crap like that. Romantic dinners were nice, but-

"Didn't expect you back so soon." Oh for fucks sake. Holly turned towards the voice, spying TW in the hallway. That pretty much clinched it as she shot him a death glance, turning towards the door without a word. Fyr would be an hour or two at least, and she would be damned if she had to put up with TW's harassment for that long in her current state. As she reached for the handle it hit her what she'd seen in his paw. With a glance back she confirmed he was eating from a jar of strawberries, one of the things Fyr didn't have for her. Smoke poured from her nostrils as she stomped forward, a mix of confusion and curiosity on the rabat's visage. His eyes burned as she blew an acrid cloud right in his face, coughing and backing out of it in surprise. "What the hell was that for?!"

She grabbed the open jar out of his paw, shaking it angrily. "You're not content with just harassing and molesting me, so now you're actively sabotaging me?!" As he tried to blink away the stinging TW found himself shoved into the wall, the surprisingly strong smaller female growling in his face. "What, did you hear me and Fyr talking and decide to hide what I needed? You're so desperate for female company you'd stoop to petty tricks to get me to stay around?"

Just as she inhaled to give him another puff to the face his paw shot out, grabbing her snout and turning it to the side. It was one thing when he was goading her, but this was completely unprovoked! "Gods above. What the fuck, missy? I hate to burst your bubble but the world doesn't revolve around you! Not everything I do is to get your attention. Maybe I was just fucking hungry! Or am I not allowed to get myself something to eat in your presence?" Cool liquid hit him in the face as the incensed hen tossed what remained of the jar's contents at him, staining clothing and fur red. "Oh, you bi-"

The insult never quite finished as he found himself pulled from the wall, his lips meeting hers as her claws held tight to his shirt. Just as he moved to try and gain some measure of control over the situation he was summarily tugged towards a nearby doorway and pushed through, the pair of them tumbling over and onto the bed within. His wings splayed outwards as he hit, Holly's full weight on him before the tearing of fabric met his ears. Fragments of his ruined shirt were tossed to the side, his broad chest exposed. One clawed paw ran through the fur on it while the other finished ripping the garment open, Holly's lips finally releasing him as she grinned maliciously. "_Now_you want to play hard to get? Fuck that! You get one shot, you little bastard. Put your dick where your boasts are if you're so damn sure of yourself!"

The aroma of her fertile pheromones was already filling the room, the wetness of her heat-soaked panties seeping through his pants as she ground dominantly against him. TW's mouth hung open for only a moment as her words sunk in, his own paws quickly reaching her tank top and treating it to the same destruction she'd visited upon his. Without a second thought he shoved her bra upwards, strong paws encasing her firm mounds and squeezing the sensitive nubs atop them to elicit a throaty moan from his unexpected partner. The soft, pliant nature of the twin orbs under those fine scales made for a rather unique sensation, one he hadn't experienced before.

With a wicked smile he caught her nipples in his fingers and pinched, her surprised yelp giving him the moment he needed to roll the both of them over. Bringing one knee up he got her legs apart, her skirt riding up. Moving one of his paws away from her breast, replacing it with his lips and getting a roar from the hen under him as he nipped it, the next bit of clothing to go was her panties. They pulled away from her with a lewd *SLURP*, the leaking vent she'd only meant to show her boyfriend soon exposed to the air. The scent of her heat increased tenfold, the rabat moaning into her tit as his pants quickly grew tight. Seizing the opportunity Holly swept his legs out from under him, rolling the both of them over once more and leaning into his face as he suckled. "Not gonna be that easy, little bunny!" A footpaw came up, claws gripping the material of his pants and digging in. "Now stay still. I wouldn't want to damage anything before I've had a chance to fuck you into submission!" His pants were shredded like paper, the dragoness's thick thighs straddling his partially exposed sheathe and grinding against him. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but dammit she needed it. The rabat beneath her wasn't going to just lie down and take it like her boyfriend would. He'd make it interesting at least. Not that she was going to tell him that!

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Outside in the shed, Fyr had been busily setting up his equipment and bringing it all together. It wasn't until he was all set to begin that he found he'd left the lids back in the house in his haste to get away from his sister's attitude. With a heavy sigh he reluctantly made his way back to his house, fully expecting Holly and TW to be at each other's throats again. The lack of yelling actually seemed weird to him as he opened the door. There were a number of odd noises he couldn't quite make out, his gaze turning towards the hallway only to spy a pool of red. For the first quick steps he found himself quite alarmed, not thinking they'd go so far as to seriously injure each other, only to have that feeling turn sour very fast. The spilled strawberries lay there, some smooshed into the carpet and tracked across the floor, with neither in sight. "Of all the lazy, irresponsible-!"

Before he could really wind up he heard something rather unmistakable; the creak of bed springs and the throaty moan of his former lover. With the setting stain already forgotten Fyr glanced through the partly closed door to his own room, his jaw dropping at what he saw. The unmistakable blue scales of his sister lay atop the golden furred rabat, her thick tail swaying back and forth as she ground her hips into his sheathe and swelling cock. His paws were at her tits, mauling them as their tongues fought, with a long strand of saliva connecting their lips as they broke apart. If the shredded clothing strewn about wasn't enough, Holly's taunts made clear what was happening. "I knew you were all talk. I bet I won't even feel it when I put your shrimp dick in. Can you even cum with those little raisins?"

With reflexes Fyr knew well TW gripped the dragoness tightly, shifting the both of them until their positions were reversed. Grabbing her ankles he pulled them up, lifting her ass off the bed and leaving her in a particularly weak position. "More than enough to knock a bitch like you up!" The slick pink flesh of his dick slapped against her sopping vent, the worked up stud grinding back against her but not entering. "I think I want to hear a stuck up hen like you beg for my cock. You're so ripe right now it's driving you crazy. I can smell it on you. Got a nice batch of eggs just waiting, eh? A slut like you spreading her legs like this for a male she hates, your prissy boytoy none the wiser! You're going back to him with my clutch in your belly, cunt!"

With a shift of his hips he made to drive inside her, only to have the dragoness' thick and powerful tail wrap around his waist. His tip pressed to her vent just barely, the pair panting and struggling as TW sought to consummate their lustful romp and Holly made every effort to stay in control of it. "And what makes you think I'm going to let you knock me up, limp dick? You couldn't breed a bitch if you tried with those dried up husks! You're just a mouthy dildo for me to use and toss away once I've taken the edge off!"

The struggle seemed largely a stalemate, though the give and take caused the rabat's thick pole to slip between the hen's twitching lower lips. Fyr had stood stock still as the gears in his head ground to a halt, the thudding of his heart and the mixture of pheromones flooding each breath mostly lost on him. He kept thinking he should say something, get them to stop before things went too far, but he couldn't. It was twisted and wrong, but the painful tightness in his shorts made plenty clear at least part of him didn't mind.

TW grunted and smirked at her as they struggled, a small gamble forming in his mind. "Is that so? We'll see if you even _want_me to pull out before I knot you tight and paint your insides!" Releasing his grip on one of her ankles he quickly moved to the base of her foot, running his furred digits across them. Her whole body twitched as the ticklish sensation surprised her, her tail losing enough strength to let the wily rabat drive his full length into her sodden passage. Even with his knot still deflated and hidden within his sheathe his cock tip reached up to her egg chamber, the tip poking through her inner barrier and a fair bit of breeding meat left to drive in. Holly's back arched as he savored the inferno of her fertile passage, her honey drooling across his heavy balls as they slapped against her ass. "Feel that, cumbucket? I don't even have to stuff you all the way to make sure I soak your eggs!"

With a growl and a shift in her weight, Holly took the opportunity as he gloated. Grabbing the wrist of the paw still on her ankle she yanked him away, her weight shifting downward on him. Her legs dropped, her pussy sucking up the remainder of his exposed dick as they wrapped around his waist. The tight entrance to her filled egg chamber clamped down on TW's tumescence like a fleshy cock ring, holding him deep inside as Holly rolled with her new momentum. The rabat found himself on his back yet again, head hanging off the foot of the bed and buried deep into the dragoness straddling him. "Chest thumping little boys don't get to cum inside fertile hen's like me! I'll keep you pent up like this for as long as I like, begging me to let you cum. You'll have to waste your watery junk in some tissue, because I'm not letting go!"

As he watched, Fyr knew TW was anything but what Holly demeaned him as. He'd easily make good on his promise, leaving his sister gravid with cum and eggs before they were through if she wasn't careful. She couldn't actually want him to breed her, could she? If nothing else had been shown in the last few days, the fact that they hated each other despite TW's advances should have been plain. The large drake had to admit it was pretty steamy watching the back and forth, though when he'd pulled out his own black cock and started stroking was beyond him. At this point it barely even fazed him that he was getting off watching his former lover and his little sister screw each other silly...

The lewd wet squishing of each bounce of Holly's backside on TW's crotch and their moans and constant insults filled the air, TW's wings twitching and shaking to match Holly's bouncing tits as he was so roughly ridden. She had a death grip on his waist, her thick tail thumping the bed and making her ripe tunnel squeeze around him with each motion, his position as poor as the one he'd had her in not long ago. She was good. She was DAMN good! At this rate she might even make him cum first!

Biting his lip, his paws roving her belly, he decided to make use of that. The vice grip of her cervix forced him to rise up with her as she bounced, only now the rabat actively thrust upward at the end of each drop. Holly squealed in delight, her whole body shivering at the unexpected spike in sensation, as TW concentrated on holding back his orgasm. She had him stuck to her, so he would do the same. "For not wanting me to knock you up you certainly seem to love my dick! You won't even let me go! Are you that desperate to have a REAL stud fuck you pregnant, or are you just that much of a dirty cheating whore?" His paws gripped her waist, shoving her down ever harder against him in their frenzied pace. He could feel what he was waiting for building, soon to be unleashed. Holly's tongue lolled out of her mouth as he slammed deep inside, his whole body tensing as he thrust up into her fully.

Holly's yelp of surprise turned to a roar of pleasure as the room reverberated in a squishing *PLOP*. The rabat's knot swelled midway into her pussy, TW using her own weight against her to drive it inside her in one fell swoop. The sudden strain and stretching nearly set her off completely, the thick bulb soon wrapped in her tight vent and hopelessly trapped. Bearing her teeth at his move she growled in his face even if she never once stopped grinding against him. "Gods dammit, I said you weren't supposed to fucking do that! Are you deaf or just stupid?! Are those long ears for show, some attempt to compensate for this twig you've got in me?" Her hips ground against him, twisting his spire inside her as she fumed, the now trapped dragoness tugging him upwards. "Fine. If you're so fucking desperate to pump your idiot clutch inside me then do it! Give me everything you've got, asshole!"

Now sitting up, TW wrapped his arms around her and laid her back on the bed again. This time she didn't struggle much, though she never once let up her grinding. Aided by her own squeezing he really started to drive into her, short but fast stroked making her vent bulge out as he tugged his knot backwards. Her belly bulged as well when he drove in, his cock deep in her egg chamber and spraying pre across the large clutch, each slap of his hips against hers and his balls against her ass making them both cry out. The tangled, panting, and sweating mess shook the bed tremendously as they put their all into the forbidden act, too absorbed in their mutual lustful hate to notice Fyr's ragged enjoyment of the show.

Their humping grew more and more erratic, neither wanting to be the one that came first but both nearing their breaking point. Pain and pleasure mixed as they pounded against one another far more vigorously than necessary, their anger fueling each vengeful pump and squeeze. As she felt herself losing control, Holly snogged her nemesis one more time, gripping his arms tightly as she pulled away. "I knew it! You can't even cum right! And you thought you'd be getting me pregnant today!" TW groaned as her pussy started to spasm around him harder, practically sucking the cum from his balls as the ring of her cervix relented. "There's gonna be no question about it, cunt! I don't care how many times you fuck him, I'm gonna get you pregnant every time from now on! I'll fuck you any time and keep you begging for more. Season or no, you're gonna be stinking of my cum every chance I get! Starting...right...now!"

His balls pulled tightly against her ass, his cock twitching as their virile contents were forced through her vice like tunnel and straight up into her hungry egg chamber. Heavy seed sprayed from the tip, dousing each waiting ova several times over in his vigorous wrigglers. Each spasm of his nuts was joined by a tug of Holly's cunt, her body dragging every drop from him as fast as he could give it. Spurt after gooey spurt filled her heated belly, her first eggs fertilized before they'd even stopped cumming. Orgasmic delight joined them together, their blissful high stemming the ache in their loins even as Holly's flat tummy rounded from the sheer volume.

The rattling of pictures startled the both of them out of their revere, Fyr panting against the wall and his own cum splattered against the floor. The surprised pair gazed at him in as much amazement as he had them, the drake grinning in order not to blush. "Nice show you put on." Holly's blue scales turned purple and TW's golden fur darkened as the both of them flushed, cum still pouring into her stuffed belly and grunts of pleasure leaving their lips despite being caught. "I was going to kill the both of you for ruining my carpet, but I seem to have done that myself. I won't say a word about this if you help me clean up and finish the order without a fuss."

As he walked out, the pair stared after him for a long moment before looking at each other incredulously. Fyr was rather famous for his terrible moods. They'd clearly dodged a bullet, potentially literally. A silent agreement passed between them that they wouldn't risk turning what might be shock into something else. Cleaning duty while tied and naked it was...