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Holly could understand why Fyre was here. It was his first chance to visit after the wedding and especially after she'd laid her clutch. They wouldn't hatch for a while yet but that was no reason for their uncle not to say hi. It was HIM that had her so agitated. Ok, so MAYBE the rabat had a good reason, being their father and all, but that didn't mean she had to like him being in her house!

TW had had the gall to attend her wedding, giving her looks and even making a thinly veiled series of passes at her through the reception. "Looking good there, Holly. Really glowing," or some other crap. The shit eating grin of his at how her belly and breasts had swelled from his clutch just made her so mad! He couldn't seem to get enough of the fact that she'd convinced her now husband that the chicks were his, or the glowering look on her face any time he rubbed her swollen dome.

She still couldn't believe she'd screwed his brains out again after the smaller drake went to bed. Hushed insults had been traded like their thrusting hips, the encounter much less...violent than the one that'd made her gravid. He'd toyed with her, taking charge but never endangering their clutch. She hated him SO MUCH for not just making her cum while pinned under him, but getting her so hot she actually asked for it. RRRRRrrrrrr! The way he was looking at her even now made plainly clear he was thinking of exactly that time right now, tempting the now motherly hen into just slugging him.

"The MILF look suits you, babe. You're even hotter now than before~" The venomous look she gave him only spurred him on, even with Fyre in the other room. "What, I can't see our babies or their sexy-ass mother now that she's got that ring on her finger?" TW's eyes roamed over her, knowing what it did to her when he leered. Annoyed her, yes, but there was no question she loved the challenge. That's what he was to her. Where her mate was the stable, dependable type, he could see how bored she was...

Fumes curled from Holly's nose as he teased, the hen still unsure why she found him so attractive even though he was such an ass. "So I'm your only option, then? You're so desperate for attention and tail that you're stuck flirting with a married woman?" As she bit back at him her sneer returned. It felt better to dish out than just react. "Or maybe you're just the type of horrible person that decides vows don't mean shit."

His lips curled in a grin, ears twitching a bit. "Takes two to tango, you know. I still remember the way you squealed on your wedding night. Tell me, did you manage to get the stains out or did you have to come up with a way to explain the splattering on the veil and all over the front of your dress? I remember leaving them reeeeeeally messy before we finished." The clench of her jaw, the brief haze in her eyes as she recalled it...yeah, she loved it. But...she was blushing hard. Did she really...? "Don't tell me you kept it on purpose!"

The sudden mental backpedaling was plain to see as her eyes went wide. "Sh-shut up! Of course I didn't! Who would want to do something like that, especially with something from a smug little shit like you?" Her blue scales were turning purple again, face and chest burning. She'd meant to get the stains and the smells out so she didn't have to think about it, but never seemed to get around to it. Something else always felt more important. She kept it in plastic now to 'keep it from completely setting' or so she told herself. To the best of her mate's knowledge it was all his, the memory lost to excessive alcohol.

A paw over his mouth as he tried to suppress his laughing, TW was mostly silent as she suddenly grew flustered. He'd found a real weak point. It'd been something he'd suspected as they'd sparred last, the gravid hen not quite able to respond with as much force in her state at the time. She liked the challenge...but she liked someone that could just up and take her, too. It's what she wanted but couldn't get from her husband... "Oh really? Then you won't mind me taking a look? I really liked that dress on you."

Holly opened her mouth, prepared for a biting reply, before Fyre's head poked out of the incubation room. The cranky drake actually had a smile on his face, tilting his head into the room. "Sorry to interrupt your lovers quarrel, but you may want to feel this." Holly growled at her brother before he slipped back inside. She turned to TW before heading towards the nursery, a claw curling at him as if to say he was following whether he liked it or not.

The clutch of ten large eggs lay together under the heat lamp within the nest, the temperature kept stable as the young inside matured. It would be a while longer until they hatched, but the one Fyre stroked was visibly rocking. Holly's mood quickly perked up as she rushed over, kneeling and purring as she nuzzled it followed by the rest. "Oh, wow, already...you're growing up so fast. Your uncle's here, babies~ You'll get to annoy him a lot once you come out~" She gave Fyre a toothy grin as he rolled his eyes, getting back to her feet before turning to TW. "I guess you can say h-" Except he wasn't there. "Oh that mother fucker."

Shooting Fyre a glance she stormed out to find out where he'd gotten to. The incensed hen made her way down the hallway, noticing before long that her bedroom door was ajar. Of all the sleazy, self-centered, loathsome_things to do, he was going through her own room in her own house! When she barged in her blush returned, the rabat shaking as he laughed into his paw at the wedding dress laid out on her bed. While still in its covering, the copious cum stains were plain to see, evidence of her continued infidelity in thought if not deed. Puffing smoke from her nostrils, she hissed at him through clenched teeth, thick tail thwaping the carpet, "What the fuck do you think you're doing? This is _my house. You don't get to go through my stuff just to sate your curiosity!" The irate dragoness stormed past him, grabbing her dress in her arms. "I give you the chance to see your kids and the first thing you do with it is snoop through my closet? What the actual f-mmm?!"

The moment her mouth closed to form the sound, Holly spied paws to each side right as something familiar slipped over her muzzle. Though difficult to make out so close to her face, she knew that leather muzzle. TW's body pressed along her back, her tail forced to the side as he took advantage of her momentary surprise, her arms tugged back and the soft *click* of fuzzy cuffs binding her wrists together. The rabat kissed her cheek as she let out a muffled roar of protest, paws groping her chest as he whispered in her ear. "Actually, the first thing I did was check your drawers. I knew you were a kinky girl when I met you. Poor thing, never getting to use all this because your mate doesn't have the stones to really take command..."

Hunched over the bed, arms behind her back and his weight on her, Holly was in a rather weak position. Even as she tried to move her legs to push him off he had a leg in the way, forcing her to spread wider as he explored her body. She tried head butting him, catching him in the cheek, but all it really got in response was a quick groan and a pinch of her still covered nipples. The sensitive nubs sent a bolt through her, body jerking and milky wetness spreading across her blouse as she whined and flushed crimson. "Sheesh, that's all it took? He's really not paying enough attention to you, is he? Or..." He leaned further over, pressing her into the plastic cover over the messy dress. "Maybe you're the one pushing him away, knowing you need a real stud to take care of things?"

Holly turned her head to glare daggers at him, jaw straining against the muzzle to try and form words. All that came out were muffled growls, her attempts to wriggle out from under him thwarted repeatedly. She could feel something slipping around her thigh, one after the other, before a metal *click* made them snug. The hen had bought the restraints before she'd even married, hoping she could get her husband to use them on her, but he was just so...so damned nice about everything! She never brought it up because she knew_he didn't have it in him to do it right. Heck, she'd have a better chance of getting off if _she put him in them. She loved him and he was a real sweetheart, but would it have freaking killed him to be a bit more forceful every now and then?! Now the male that'd knocked her up and soiled her wedding was pushing all the right buttons as he took away her mobility, the hate she held for him only making it that much more kinky.

Gritting her teeth, fighting back the months of being so utterly, completely bored with her sex life, she swung her head back again. He dodged this one, but it was enough of a shift to get her tail in a better position. Wrapping around one of his ankles she tugged him off her, the male sliding off her to land on his ass before she started to push herself up. Partly bound or not she wasn't going to just let him have his way!

Hopping past him towards the door, she felt her tail grabbed before being tugged backwards. Without her arms or tail to steady herself she quickly found herself in the same position, grunting through her muzzle as she hit the floor. Something new snapped around her tail, a rough tug upwards soon followed by snugness around her neck. She growled near impotently as the restraint for the powerful appendage was locked in place, each straining attempt to dislodge it only pulling her backwards and dooming her attempts to stand back up. "Good! I was starting to think you didn't want to play anymore. It's no fun if you don't snipe back like usual~ But damn, such a kinky girl. You should see yourself right now."

Forcing her legs under her, Holly nearly found her footing again before she found herself pulled back towards the bed. "Here, let me help with that. You're almost ready." Her claws scratched the carpet as she tried to pull away, knowing what came next as she found herself face up on the sheets while her wedding dress slid down to the floor. Dammit, why did the thought have to turn her on so much?! A paw was under her skirt, thumb and forefinger teasing her clit as she growled at him, knees bending as she tried to shove herself away. It was what he was waiting for, paw pulling away to quickly snap something over her calves. The leg restraint now held her footpaw almost to her rump, the other leg soon following suit to leave her mostly helpless. The crimson that covered her face and chest burned hotter as she was fully restrained, a pose she only meant for her mate to see now for the leering eyes of her nemesis.

Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, panties tugged to the side and legs pushed outward as he climbed on her. The now naked rabat had his sheathe in her face, that same musky scent that had led to her clutch filling her nose as he began lapping at her pussy. His wings spread wide, the buff male's form blocked out much of the rest of the room leaving only his crotch really available to look at. His balls rested against her forehead, warm and heavy as always while she struggled in her bonds. Oh, he was such an ass, but he knew what he was doing. Much as she tried to fight it she let out almost purring moans as he found and exploited her weak points, elbows holding her open as she began to drip honey down her rump. Each breath only worsened it as she took in his musk, her chest heaving harder as the seconds ticked by. "You're struggling so much, but just _look_at this. I've barely touched you and you're fucking soaked down here, bitch." His tongue drug along her lower lips again, getting a whine before he stuck two fingers deep inside suddenly, the wet *squelch* followed by a tremble running through the hen's needy body. A restrained 'mmmmmmmm!' escaped her binding as a small orgasm ran through her, her pussy gripping his fingers as he kept thrusting them in and out. Her back arched soon after as he poked soaked fingers into her backside, the tight pucker soon wet with her own juices while he kept her shaking for a few moments longer. "I think this is a good time to enjoy back here. You were always so adamant that I just cum in your slutty pussy, so I can't really pass this up, can I?"

He rolled her over as she recovered, propping her ass in the air and squeezing it as he began to rub his cock along her sopping folds. "Good girl, get it nice and wet. I'm going all the way in, and you know what that means~" Another muffled protest forced its way out of her muzzle, anger giving way to incredulity. Was he insane?! But no, he just kept humping and kneading her ass until, apparently satisfied, he pulled back. Spreading her cheeks wide he pressed the tip to her largely unused tail hole, her teeth and muscles clenching as he tried to slip in. When she denied him, that same defiant look in her eyes that drove him forward so roughly, his paw pulled away until coming down with a wet SMACK that got a new puff of smoke and a squeal from the bound dragoness. "That's right, you're not going to just give in because you're tied up. That's why you're such a sexy little hen. But I think you've got too foul a mouth for our chicks, so a bit of punishment is in order...right Fyre?"

Holly stiffened at the name, shifting as best she could to look towards the door. Her brother stood there, paw down his pants as he leaned on the frame. "Only for that? Not taking advantage of a nice drake's credulity for her own selfish desires?" Pulling out of his waistband, the larger male popped the button and slipped his pants down to reveal his own package. "And what about you, TW? I'd say you've been as bad as she has, taking advantage of a bored wife's needs to get your own rocks off." The rabat's ears twitched as Fyre stripped, the look on his face one that would have made Holly smile if not for the whole naked-and-exposed-in-front-of-her-brother-who-is-apparently-planning-to-join-in part. "That, and convincing her brother to go along with this plan of yours after spending fucking weeks painting visuals." With a rough *smack* on the rabat's ass Fyre brought a yelp from both of them, the jump forward sinking the first few inches of the rabat's pink spire into his sister's tight rear. "There, now roll over. You're both getting the lesson I should have given you when this all started."

When the furry male opened his mouth, Fyre gave a puff of smoke and tilted his head. Gripping Holly's waist TW went along with it, folding his wings in as he brought her along for the ride. As she lay atop him, breasts exposed and leaking a bit of milk, the smaller dragon couldn't help but moan as her own weight forced a few more inches into her tight butt. The muzzle came off her, the sound suddenly growing far louder to her shame as Fyre twirled the leather strap around one finger. Free to speak, she stretched her jaw a moment before trying to stop what was looking inevitable. "W-wait! What the hell, bro? We're siblings! Don't you d-mmmph!"

The muzzle was replaced as she protested, the red dragon's fingers sliding along her moist vent. "You're busy fucking someone you hate, but can't spare time for someone you love?" A strong paw lifted her off TW's chest, getting her mostly upright so more of her weight pressed downward again. Both she and TW moaned out as she sank deeper still, her pussy clenching on her brother's finger as she leaked over the rabat's dick. "Like usual, you say one thing and mean another. You're getting off on this, aren't you?" She shook her head defiantly even as Fyre's tail slapped TW's hip. "And you. Weren't you gonna fuck her? You kept telling me all the things you wanted to do. How she kept bringing up that first time and saying she thought I would be a better fuck than you, and you were gonna let her compare?"

Holly felt she might just explode into flame at that, her proud boastings never meant for her brother's ears now laid bare. It didn't help at all that the sexy douchebag currently crammed up her backside began humping against her, thrusting in and out and using her gushing pussy juices to wet the way. "Ffffffff-yeah, I did, but fucking-a, man, she's tighter back here than you were!"

One of Fyre's paws began kneading his sister's breast, milk leaking out over her scales as he lined himself up. "Good. This is a 'punishment' remember?" Nibbling at her neck above the tail-restraining collar, he purred almost hungrily before pressing the tip to her open vent. Her body jerked as the mix of pleasure and ingrained disgust warred alongside the straining penetration. "Nnnngggg...damn, sis, you're soaked..." TW sucked in a breath as Fyre joined him inside her, the already vice-like grip increasing even as the larger drake pressed the hen further down. There was little time for either of them to adjust before Fyre's hips moved forward, a lewd *SLURCH* accompanying the disappearance of most of his draconic spire into her sweltering tunnel.

Holly squeaked and groaned into her muzzle, having little to no say in what was happening. Unable to retort and distract herself from it all, the double stuffed hen was filled again and again by the thick cocks of her nemesis and brother. Grunts and head shaking denial lasted for a while, all attempts to ignore the pumping pleasure as they fucked her or the bolts of lightning that hit her each time her brother nipped or pinched her leaky tits failing utterly. "Nnngghhh~! I knew you were a kinky bitch, but -mmmnnnggg- even I thought all that talk about your brother was just bluster~! Such a perverted mother~" The panting, thrusting rabat was pushed into the bed each time Fyre thrust, his own hips trying to match the rhythm the large drake set. "I've never had this slick an ass fuck before. You're really drenching everything down there!"

With a tug, Holly found her mouth free for a second time. Fyre's lips pressed to hers, serpentine tongue tasting her before he pulled away to let her breathe. "So, sis? What's the verdict? Do you love getting fucked by your own brother more than the smug ass using yours?"

Holly's mouth hung open for a moment, gears grinding in her mind as she continued to voice her pleasure amid the body shaking thrusts. They were really going to town on her, each thrust better than minutes with her dull husband. Were it not for Fyre's grip her tits would be bouncing all over the place, the continual streams of milk only making the situation more messy and perverted. While she couldn't believe it was happening at all, what shocked her most was she was actually trying to compare! "Ah, bro, that's..."

TW smacked her ass between each pump, his still mostly deflated knot now at her entrance as he sought to press those last inches in. "What, can't decide? You really are a terrible mother, you know? You hate the father of your clutch and are getting screwed by your own brother. I hope our chicks don't end up as slutty as you are!"

Her jaw clenched as the rabat taunted her, the fire in her eyes coming back. "At least my brother knows how to fuck a lady, unlike some limp dick deadbeat I know!" Biting her lip, allowing herself to enjoy what was happening, the double stuffed hen did her best to roll her hips into her brother's thrusts, the act ending up doing much the same to TW's. "You like your sister's pussy, huh, Fyre? I bet you've been thinking of plowing me for years now, you big perv~ Too bad you didn't, since then they'd be _your_eggs instead of this idiot's." A low purr reverberated through her, her inner muscles squeezing down on the both of them. "I guess from now on when I need a good, rough dicking I can come to you instead of dealing with Tiny Tim down there!"

Incredulous grunting from behind her was soon met with harder, deeper thrusting into her tight ass, the messy squelching filling the room as the rabat picked up the pace. "Says the slut taking my cock in her ass like she'll never get another one! You know you love it." A paw left her hip to pinch her clit as Fyre pounded away, Holly squealing as she tossed her head back. "Look at you! Trying to sound tough but you're just a cock addict, even if it means you have to get it from your worst enemy or your own family! It's like you're begging me to tie you like this. You liked it so much in your cunt I bet you'll be a mess once I've got you stuck to me!"

Oh fuck, the knot! Holly had almost forgotten about that! She was already going a bit crazy from the two of them, but if he did that-! "Nnnnggg! Damn, sis, you tightened up on me all of a sudden! Don't tell me you LIKE the thought of him knotting that sexy ass of yours!" The drake's thrusts grew more fervent, driving her hips down onto TW's thrusts, working her to the base to make it all a reality.

Their combined scents filled the room, their sloppy mating raising a cacophony of lewd sounds as the peak neared. Holly could feel the bulge starting to swell, her brother poking at the entrance to her thankfully empty egg chamber, the long held back release burning in her belly as she strained against her restraints. "Fuuuuuuuuck fuckfuckfuckfuck! Fuck me, you bastards! Don't you fucking dare stop!" Tilting her head back she eyed TW as best she could. "You'd BETTER knot my ass! I might actually feel something if you do!" Her head shot back up when she felt her brother nip at her tits, back arching as she felt the both of them twitching inside her. "C-come on, brother! Fucking cum in me! Show him how it's done~!"

Cries of climax hit one after the other, TW's knot fully swelling as he began cumming deep into her ass triggering Holly's release, which quickly brought the rutting drake to climax. Fyre's body pressed the three of them together as they rode out their bliss, incestuous cum stuffing his bitchy sister's vent as he watched her eyes cross from the twin dickings. The rabat below them jerked and spat his own seed into her rump, feeling the pulsing of his former lover along with the squeezing insides of the hen between them as he gasped for breath under their weight.

Fyre eventually slumped to the side, letting TW breathe a bit easier with Holly between them. The panting dragoness nuzzled against him as they came down, tits leaking over his scales, her milk still coming in as her body readied to feed the nearly dozen mouths that would hatch in the next weeks. "Holy...shit...bro..." She gasped for air after the long screech, body still wracked with pleasure as she felt both hot loads pooling inside her. "We are...doing that...again...~"

A chuckle passed through Fyre's body, a paw brushing her cheek. "Give me a few minutes and you'd better believe we will." Both TW and Holly looked at him incredulously, stuck together as they were, as he smacked the rabat's rump with his tail and groped his still bound sister. "This is a punishment, remember? The fuckings will continue until morale improves."