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I Love You Twice: A Proper Apology By Green

David Parrish stepped out of the bathroom, clad only in a towel wrapped around his waist. Most of the dampness from that shower had been taken care of by a fur dryer, a booth lined with warm air jets that were far more effective for morphics than the simple piece of cloth, but the black cat liked the simplicity of wrapping himself in a towel rather than slipping his pyjamas back on afterwards. He hesitated in the doorway for a moment, biting his lip as he glanced to the side, to the door to his younger sister's bedroom. The room beyond seemed silent, no trace of a phone conversation or the sound of Adventure Time playing through her PC's speakers, nor any other signs of teenaged life, so he felt it safe to walk down the hallway towards his room. For reasons he'd rather not explain to anyone alive, Dave had been avoiding his sister for the last couple of days, unable to face her after the events of the night before. It didn't feel good, and as he reached his own door, the sigh he let out was one of regret, not of relief, but whenever he thought about it, his cheeks burned with shame, and he couldn't bring himself to face her. Still... he shook his head and stepped inside, feeling a little better once he was securely in his own room - for about a split second, until the door suddenly closed shut behind him, and before he could even turn and look, soft, gentle arms covered in well-maintained, fluffy fur embraced him from behind, and as he tensed up and gasped in surprise, he heard a familiar giggle from behind him. "Good morning, Davey," came a soft voice that sent a pleasurable shiver down his spine, despite his dismay, "Your fur conditioner smells really good." She was obviously there for more than casual conversation, but her voice was calm, relaxed. Dave swallowed, forcing his ears to stay upright. "K-Kelly, I..." he started, before finding himself at a loss for words. He cursed himself for whimpering as he felt his sister gently kiss him on the neck, and let out a sigh of resignation as she whispered into his ear as if he hadn't spoken. "Now then, big brother, I believe we need to talk."

That phrase brought with it rather more trepidation than it would for most brothers hearing it from their sisters, but then, unlike most brothers, Dave Parrish was secretly in a romantic relationship with his sister Kelly, and so he felt just as much unease when he heard the words 'we need to talk' coming from his girlfriend as any normal boyfriend would. "Ohh... alright, Kels, but can I at least get dressed first?" he asked, trying not to let his nervousness make him whine. "Nope," she said, simply, before continuing, "You haven't been very subtle, you know, avoiding me after what happened on Saturday. You've had me all worried and stuff, and I'd like an apology." Dave sighed, embarrassed. "This would be a lot easier if you weren't feeling me up, you know..." he muttered, "Look, I just... I didn't..." Kelly leaned forward and rested her head on his shoulder. "Davey, just relax for a minute," she whispered, "So you were, uh, premature, that's okay! I wasn't offended by it or anything!" Dave closed his eyes and felt his cheeks burning. Saturday was the last time they'd fooled around, and he had indeed reached his climax much, much earlier than he'd intended, to his horrendous dismay. "I - I didn't even make it into the condom!" he said, as if protesting her being okay with it, "I humiliated myself! A-and more than that, I failed you..." In response, Kelly clicked her tongue and sighed. "Oh, Davey," she whispered, "don't you get it? I wasn't upset because you shot your stuff too soon, it's because of what you did after that!"

Surprised, Dave lifted his head and frowned, analyzing the moment after the moment that had run through his head in endless humiliating replays since that weekend. In case he hadn't been able to fill in the blank himself, Kelly continued. "I mean it, Davey, I don't care that you went off too early!" she insisted, "We could still have just held each other until you were, you know, ready to go again. What bothered me is that you just stuffed it back in your pants and ran away without saying anything except 'I'm sorry', that you didn't so much as look me in the eye for days after that, much less talk to me about it." In truth, David's exact words had been 'Oh fuck, I'm so sorry', but that was just a matter of semantics. "You left me sitting on the bed, horny and naked, and I didn't even get to finish at all," she said, sounding, to her credit, like she was just pointing it out, not complaining. Dave closed his eyes and sighed. "I... Wow," he started, somewhat lamely, "I've been so focused on - on embarrassing myself in front of you that I... I didn't even think about what it meant to you." The lanky cat trailed off, ears lowering in a more genuine kind of shame. "...I'm sorry, Kelly. Now I really do feel like I've failed you." His sister gently kissed him on the side of the neck, and Dave shivered with pleasure, despite himself. "It's okay, Davey," she whispered, softly, "I've seen your track record, and I know you'll make up for it." A moment passed, and then Dave spoke up, feeling rather self-conscious by now. "So... I know I don't say this very often, Kels, but would you mind letting go?" he asked, sheepishly, "I'd love to spend some time, you know, cuddling, maybe talk about it some more, but, uh, I'd really like to get dressed first..." He swallowed, having a feeling about what was coming next, as Kelly's grip on him only tightened. "Oh, no you don't," she teased, "It's been days since I got my hands on you, Davey, and I'm not through with you yet!"

Dave opened his mouth to protest, still feeling uncertain about his abilities, but his words were cut off with a low gasp as Kelly playfully bit and nipped at his neck, the feline pleasure-for-pain response, a quirk of Inheritance that no doubt originated from their feral ancestors' barbed penises, causing him to shiver with indecent delight as she played her teeth along his sensitive skin. Not content to leave things like that, Kelly placed her hand flat against his stomach and began to slowly slide it downwards. "K-Kelly, come on, I was gonna, you know, try things out on my own first, get my confidence b-back..." he whispered, trembling, "I haven't even done that since Saturday!" He grabbed his lover's arm, yet found himself unable to bring himself to pull her hand away. She giggled, sensing his hesitation, and continued, pressing her hand beneath the towel that still covered most of his lower half. "Well then," she whispered sultrily in his ear, "There's no better time to try again than now, eh?" Suddenly imagining this ending with him embarrassing himself again, the tomcat swallowed a whimper, ears lowering just slightly. "Kelly..." he whispered, just shy of a whine. Despite all they'd done together, everything they'd seen of each other, he still found himself blushing as those long, soft fingers gently closed around his penis and gave it a loving squeeze. He knew what was coming next, having seen these moods in his sister before, but that didn't make it any less embarrassing. "Mmm, there you are, Little Dave," she whispered playfully, "I've missed you so much..." The blushing intensified as Kelly giggled again, beginning to rub and knead his manhood in the palm of her hand. He did so wish she would at least find a nickname for his dick that didn't have 'little' in it... Kelly let out a quiet churr, and Dave swallowed as he realized just how turned on she was. "Oh, Davey, it's been so long since I've been touching you at the start," she whispered, "Please make him get big, please? God, I just love to feel him get big..." In truth, Dave wasn't sure whether he loved or hated it when she played him like this, talking to him so plainly as if he was in full control of the matter because she knew this kind of talk turned him on just as much as the way she was massaging his cock. Biting his lip, realizing that it was futile, Dave tried to resist, tried not to give her what she wanted, tried to take a stand and make her listen... but despite his best efforts, his penis began to twitch and pulse in his sister's hand, reacting helplessly to her gentle touch and her teasing words, growing longer, fatter, and harder with every passing heartbeat. By now, Kelly was purring behind him, and as he reached half-mast in her grip, she actually moaned quietly, shivering against him. "That's it, big brother... make him niiiice and big so we can play..." she whispered, her arousal leaking through into her tone, adding after a moment "God, I'm getting so wet..." With that, Dave let out a groan of need and surrender. "Oh shit... Alright, Kelly..." he whispered, his ears lowering submissively as he let go of the towel, allowing it to fall to the floor and revealing his hardening prick and his lover's soft hand, "You - you win..."

With that, Kelly giggled in triumph and loosened her embrace enough to allow him to turn around, the siblings kissing passionately as she continued to hold his tool in a loose grip that still managed to seem possessive. The Maine coon nodded towards the bed, tail twitching excitedly, and reluctantly released her brother as she walked over and sat down, discarding her T-shirt as she went and unzipping her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, instantly forgotten. Coming from behind him as she had, Dave hadn't gotten a good look at her, and he swallowed now as he realized she was wearing her stockings; this was a special occasion to her. She allowed him to tarry just long enough to put on some deodorant, as they were expecting to work up a sweat, after all, and then curled up next to him as he lay down on the bed, taking his prick back in hand as she kissed him again. He never failed to marvel at how soft Kelly's lips were; even in the middle of winter they felt gentle and cushiony, never chapped or rough. If he'd been blind enough not to figure out her mood by now, the bold, aggressive movements of her tongue would have spelled it out pretty clearly. Neither of them took the concepts of 'dominance' or 'submission' as seriously as some of the curious people they'd seen on the Internet, or indeed as significantly as, say, morphic canines, who looked to the goal of having strong and dominant personalities almost religiously. But in general, Kelly was happy to let her Davey call the shots in bed, as noted by her preference for having him above her, but every once in a while, she got into one of these extremely playful, surprisingly dominant moods, and with their personalities as well matched-up as they were, it never took much convincing to make Dave follow her lead, to his occasional chagrin.

Now, Dave lay on his back, and Kelly on her side, spooned up against his left side, one hand gently stroking his cock, the other softly scratching between his ears. He looked over at her, still purring away, smiling delightedly as she stroked him, his eyes drawn to her underwear, a matching sky blue bra and panties that went nicely with her stockings. "Y-you know," he said, after a moment, "You're a lot more exciting-looking than I am." She giggled at that and looked up at him. "What do you mean?" "Well, you've got all this colour going for you, with the different browns and stripes and stuff, and you're all fluffy so that's nice to look at..." he whispered, eyes wandering her body approvingly, "Even your underwear is a nice highlight today. Then look at me. Short fur, black. White spot. Even my dick is just grey." This was true, as it was of nearly all his skin under his fur, a standard, if curious, trait of black cats. Moving her free hand to trace the four-pointed star on his chest with the tip of a finger, Kelly scoffed. "You forgot about your eyes, Davey," she said, looking deep into them as she spoke, "I've always loved your eyes, that perfect shade of green like you're looking through emeralds, and the way they're always changing with the light... I've always been kinda jealous. Mine aren't Inherited like yours, they're as boring as human eyes, and they're brown! Just like my fur... Maybe it's a bit more colour than your pelt, Davey, but brown is, like, the least sexy colour there is. And I told you to stop worrying about your thing being grey, I've told you I like that!" To punctuate her point, she suddenly leaned down and laid a chaste kiss on the head of his prick, which throbbed in her hand, Dave swallowing a whimper at the touch her lips against his straining member, suddenly wanting more. But he couldn't help but smile at her words. "Thanks, Kels... You know, human-style or not, I think your eyes are beautiful. And brown is... underrated." Settling back down against him, Kelly chuckled. "Well, at least your compliments aren't out of practice."

A few moments later, when Kelly had made no further move to do anything beyond stroking his cock and purring, Dave swallowed. "S-so what's it gonna be, baby?" he whispered, trying to encourage her to do something a bit more involved, "Gonna do some licking? M-maybe try out that sideways position we saw online?" Kelly blushed slightly and giggled, nuzzling against his shoulder. "Mmmm, those sound like fun ideas, Davey, and maybe we'll do them later," she said, "but for now, I just want you to loosen up and stop worrying about going off too early. Sooooo," she continued, teasing a finger through his chest fur, "We're just going to lie here and relax, and I'm going to give you a handjob." Swallowing, feeling reluctant even as he shivered from the pleasure of her words, Dave frowned. "Wh-what?" She responded by giggling. "Well, you see, big brother," she teased, in the informative 'Professor Kelly' voice she used when explaining new things to people, "I'm going to rub your thing for a while, and then you're going to feel really good and shoot your stuff alllll over your chest and tummy, and you're probably going to say my name when you do it because you know it makes me smile." Blushing beet red, ears down in embarrassment, Dave huffed and avoided her amused gaze. "Dammit, K-Kels, I know what a handjob is," he muttered, "I just mean - oh, come on, sis, I just got out of the shower, and you're gonna get me all messy right away?" "Mmm-hmm," she confirmed, nodding, "I mean, if you want, I could catch your stuff with my other hand and then make you lick it off, I've seen that on the Internet and it's soooo hot..." Somehow, Dave found himself blushing harder. "But Kelly..." he whispered, all the annoyance gone from his voice, "I - I... okay, I know they say every guy does it at some point, but I've n-never tasted my own come... I just can't bring myself to taste something that came out of my dick..." To his dismay, she responded to this admission with a giggle, giving the organ in question a squeeze, and it reacted, as if 'Little Dave' really was listening in, by throbbing and drooling a single drop of pre-come onto his fur. "Really?" she asked, clearly entertained, "You've never played with your butt, you've never tasted your stuff... you weren't very explorative, were you, Davey?" Without waiting for a response, she nuzzled against his cheek and rubbed her underwear-clad pelvis against his hip, clearly getting turned on. "Oh, please, Davey, please let me feed it to you for your first time?" she begged, deploying the Sad Kitty Eyes, "Oh my God I can't even imagine how sexy that would be..." Dave looked decidedly unhappy with this possibility, and shook his head quickly. "No, no, that's, uh, that's okay..." he said, somewhat hastily, "You can make me messy, it's fine, I could shower again after..." Kelly pouted at this, letting her displeasure show obviously, as cats are wont to do, and sighed dramatically as she shrugged. "Okay, fine, get my hopes up why don't you..." she muttered, "At least I still get to watch you come."

As she continued to gently stroke Dave's prick, Kelly began to giggle to herself. Dave looked over at her, raising his eyebrows with the curiosity inherent to their species, and she blushed even as she smiled. "Ohhh, I just had one of those moments, Davey, that's all..." she said, evasively. Dave was starting to really get worked up now, but persisted in badgering his sister. "One of what moments?" he prodded, smirking. Her cheeks turning an even darker shade of red, which was quite fetching on her (in truth, Dave was partially motivated in asking because he thought Kelly was adorable when she was embarrassed), Kelly chuckled self-consciously, leaning in before she spoke to whisper breathily in his ear, something about her voice giving him pleasant shivers. "You know, one of those 'reminder moments', like when we're doing stuff and suddenly I remember, like really remember, that we're related. Like, I'm just lying here and I'm thinking to myself 'I'm touching my big brother's thing', and I just feel so, so... It's kinda hard to put into words..." Dave chuckled. "I know exactly what you mean, actually," he replied, stroking her hair, "I got one last week when we were spooning and I was touching you from behind, you kept giggling and I couldn't help but think 'I'm fingering Kelly right now, this is my little sister's tight, wet pussy..." He emphasized those words mostly to embarrass her, and from the look on her face, the fact that she knew he was teasing her didn't change the fact that it worked. He leaned in to lick her cheek, and winked at her as she begrudgingly smiled at him. After a moment, he blushed and spoke up. "K-kiss me, Kelly," he whispered, "You're getting me so hot, and I - I really need you..." In response, his sister leaned in and licked the side of his muzzle. "I really shouldn't, since I'm supposed to be teasing you, not taking suggestions..." she said, "But as it happens, I like the sound of that." Leaning in, she pressed her lips against his, kissing her lover hungrily, getting almost as turned on by touching her brother's body as Dave was to have his little sister touching him. Unable to just lie there without doing anything a moment longer, Dave lifted an arm and moved it around Kelly, as if he was going to hug her tighter against his side... and then he snaked it down her back and onto her shapely rump, briefly running his fingers on either side of her tail, letting the thick, fluffy fur trail along his hand, before taking hold of one of Kelly's firm cheeks and giving it a nice groping. Normally, Kelly responded to this kind of 'escalation' by giggling, sometimes pressing her butt back against his hand, but this time, she frowned at him. "Davey!" Kelly scolded, her ears swivelling back like an angry feral's, "I had this all planned out, and you're misbehaving! Bad kitty, hands off!" To his dismay, she stopped stroking his dick entirely, leaving her hand absolutely still on his shaft. Lowering his ears in deference, he reluctantly let go of the Maine coon's perfect ass and started to lower his hand to his side. "S-sorry, Kels, I just - I d-didn't know you were gonna take this s-so seriously..." he muttered, "P-please don't go all 'mistress' on me, not like last time..."

Kelly seemed genuinely taken aback by that, her own ears lowering just a bit as she bit her lip. He was referring to an event where Kelly had gone a little mad with power when experimenting with mild bondage, tying Dave down and keeping him on the brink of orgasm for hours despite his pleas for her to stop, to let him come, followed by an uncharacteristically cruel deception they'd both rather forget about. They had made up afterwards, but to this day, Kelly felt guilty about the whole thing, which was why Dave only brought it up when he was afraid she was heading down that road again. Sighing quietly, she averted her eyes, pouting slightly. "W-well, if you insist on fidgeting, go ahead and touch me," she said, after a moment, "but don't get too crazy, you hear me? I don't want to come until after your little show is over." Unable to keep from grinning, Dave bowed his head, and tried to sound as thankful and sincere as he could as he returned his hand to his lover's butt and slipped it into her panties, making Kelly jump with an intimate goosing, teasing a fingertip across her anus before moving around her thigh and cupping her mound. He shivered as he discovered the heat and moisture already awaiting him, pressing his palm against her sodden labia. After a moment, Dave tried to speak and coughed, finding his mouth suddenly aridly dry, then tried again more successfully. "Okay, I'm - I'm having one of those moments we were just talking about," he breathed, as Kelly began stroking his tool once again, "I suddenly can't stop thinking that I'm - that I'm touching my little sister." Reaching down with her other hand and scratching him behind the ears, the Maine coon giggled and smiled down at her lover pleasantly. "Mmmm, did I ever mention that I love when you just touch my flower like that?" she asked, "You don't even have to do anything, and it's so good because it's you... big brother." Dave shivered beneath her, and she giggled again. "I'm g-getting so wet..." she whispered, tail flicking back and forth behind her, "Maybe I should leave these panties on, for your sake." Dave didn't pick up what she was saying for a few moments, and then he blushed fiercely. "I do not have an underwear fetish!" he protested, as Kelly giggled in delight, squeezing her thighs together and pressing his hand a little tighter against her slit. "I dunno, Davey, you get pretty excited when I let you play with my undies..." she teased, booping him on the nose with the first finger of her free hand. Blushing fiercely, he pouted adorably at her, perhaps more adorably than he intended. "I - that's j-just because they're soaked with your juice when you give them to me!" he insisted, "It's your scent, your taste I'm crazy about, it's not like I'd get hard if you just handed me a c-clean pair out of your dresser or something!" As if emphasizing his point, Dave unclenched his hand and ran his fingers along her slit, slowly tracing every contour of Kelly's labia with his fingertips, savouring the feeling of her honey leaking out onto his hand. "God, I could t-touch you forever..." he said, in a much softer tone, his prick throbbing in her hand and drooling a little wetness of his own onto his belly as he slipped a single finger inside her, enjoying the way the slick, fleshy inner walls of his sister's vagina automatically clenched down on the intruding digit. Then it squeezed again, much stronger this time, and Dave realized she had done that one on purpose. "I think I'd like that, big brother," Kelly breathed, a bit of purr in her voice, "But for now, this is about you, remember?" As she spoke, she closed her legs together completely, trapping Dave's hand where it was and preventing him from any further hijinx, so he obediently pulled his finger back out and went back to simply cupping his lover's heated mound. "Whatever you say, little sister," he grinned, "whatever you say."

Dave had been telling the truth when he said he hadn't touched himself since the weekend, so it didn't take long before he found himself on the edge, writhing and trembling on the bed, his cock throbbing in his lover's grip and drooling pre all over his belly, one hand tightly gripping the sheets of his bed, the other firmly pressed against his sister's vulva as he moaned and twitched, mewling like a kitten as Kelly slowly brought him towards the point of no return, her own eager gaze switching back and forth between his face and his straining penis. "Don't hold back, Davey, show me everything, show me how good I'm making you feel..." she whispered into his ear, before taking the tip of said ear between her lips and teasing her teeth against it. Dave's purring was now loud and strong, happily announcing his pleasure to the world, so it wasn't especially surprising when the tomcat arched his back with a gasp, his muscles stiffening as his orgasm overtook him. Even as his brain flooded with bliss, he forced a single coherent word out among the grunts and gasps. "K-Kelly!" he cried, hoarsely, as if dedicating his climax to his lover. Dave writhed and twitched on the bed, yowling and moaning, his entire system flooded with pleasure until it felt like a bolt of lightning was dancing along his nerves, bringing tingling joy to every cell in his body as his erection throbbed and pulsed in his sister's soft hand, spurting thick strands of hot, gooey come all over his freshly-cleaned chest and stomach, and Kelly stared, wide-eyed and smiling delightedly, taking in every single detail as she purred almost as loudly as her brother.

Kelly's nimble hands kept Dave whimpering with joy as long as she could, but eventually, with one last shudder, he slumped limply to the mattress and groaned, his chest heaving as he breathed. "Oh... oh God, Kelly... that was so good..." he murmured, staring blankly off into space like he was dazed. She giggled at that and kissed his cheek. "I'm glad, big brother," she whispered, "Making you feel good makes me feel good..." After a moment, she giggled, and leaned up to trail her tongue along the edge of his ear. "Mmmm... I just love to watch you come, Davey..." she whispered, sultrily, "The way you go all tense and squirm around like that while you - while you shoot your stuff... the little noises you make, just for me..." She squeezed her be-stockinged thighs together, pressing his hand a little tighter against her pussy, and nuzzled against his cheek. "Ohhh, big brother, I'm so turned on..." she whispered. Dave swallowed, suppressing the desire to whimper. "I j-just came, Kels, and I swear it's trying its best to get hard again..." The Maine coon giggled again, and lifted her hand away from her brother's flaccid penis, but not before patting it gently like a beloved pet. "There, there, Little Dave, you don't need to hurry on my account..." she teased, "I think Big Dave's about to find something else to occupy his attention - ooh!" Kelly trailed off as she noticed that there was a bit of glistening semen on her hand, and looking her brother in the eye, she smirked and licked it off, making a show of it and stopping just short of going 'mmmm' and rubbing her tummy. Blushing, Dave's gaze darted back and forth between his seductive sibling and the warm seed that still coated his chest. "Uhhh, K-Kelly, I'd love to, you know, help you out, return the favour" he said, "But can I get c-cleaned up first?" Looking down at his torso, Kelly tilted an ear quizzically, as if she'd forgotten that the come was there. "Oh dear, Davey," she said, "You made such a mess, you really are going to have to have another shower. I didn't realize you were that pent up... Well, that's what you get for running off like that." Kelly reached down and gingerly lifted a dollop of slowly cooling feline semen off of Dave's stomach and held it up to her face, sniffing it gently, shivering against him. The tomcat couldn't take his eyes off the sight as his little sister put that finger in her mouth and licked off his seed, like it was no big deal. "I'll tell you what, big brother," she said, using her softest, most seductive tone, "I'll help you get nice and clean before it dries into your fur..." Dave's heart sank, immediately realizing where she was going with this, even before she reached down and retrieved another glob of come with her finger. "...If you'll give yourself a taste test."

Staring at her finger, Dave caught himself whimpering and blushed, but he just couldn't find it inside himself to raise his ears from their flattened state. "Oh, c'mon, Kels," he complained, "D-don't act like that..." Kelly wiggled the digit and moved it menacingly closer. "I'm not acting, silly!" she replied cheerfully, "I really want to see you do it! Come on, big brother, fair's fair, you've made me taste it so many times now, I just wanna see you return the favour. Open wiiiide..." As she poked her finger towards his lips, Dave scowled. It seemed she had finally pushed just a little bit too far. Suddenly, his hand was closing around her wrist, and suddenly, his ears weren't flat, they were rotated back in irritation. "I said no, Kelly!" he said, rather a bit stronger, "I - I went along with all this stuff because I felt super crappy about what happened, but now you're getting all pushy and enough is enough!" Kelly leaned away, clearly caught off-guard, and pouted, looking so dejected that Dave almost regretted his outburst. When she spoke up again, the cutesy tone was gone and she sounded like herself again. Dave was surprised to find himself feeling relieved by that. "I'm s-sorry, Davey," she muttered, "I just got all caught up in teasing you, and I, uh, I got so t-turned on, and it all seemed like a good idea at the time, and..." she trailed off, looking up and blushing. "A-are you mad?" she asked, her eyes searching his. Dave sighed and let go of her hand, leaning back against the bed. "No," he said, after thinking about it for a few moments, "No, it's okay, I guess we just both have stuff to work on, eh?" They sat there like there for a few moments longer, during which David realized he had actually forgotten that his other hand was stuffed into his sister's panties, and wondered briefly if he was coming down with something. Then Kelly broke the silence. "Davey... I'm sorry I was all pushy like that," she said, "it's just, I don't know, for some reason this is really important to me."

Dave tilted his head slightly, raising a single eyebrow. "Making me eat my own come is important to you?" he repeated, unsure he had heard right. She blushed even harder and shrugged. "I don't know, Davey, it's just, sometimes it feels like you're afraid of your own body," she continued, trailing one finger along his torso, deftly avoiding the semen and staring intently at her finger because she was clearly too embarrassed to make eye contact. "It's like, I make one joke about playing with your butt, and you freak out like it would magically make you gayer than Reggie," she said, referring to her confidently out-of-the-closet golden retriever friend, "I don't always make those suggestions to embarrass you, you know, sometimes I just wanna see if there are new ways I can make you feel good..." She finally glanced up at him, and swallowed nervously. "If we're gonna be doing this for the rest of our lives, we might have to change things up once in a while, eh?" she said, "I, uh, I let you under my tail, right? And I was all nervous about that, but it worked out okay." Dave frowned, his tail flicking anxiously to his side. "Well yeah, but that was your idea," he argued, "It's not like I suggested this... Besides, we both know that this is just a stepping stone to you trying to talk me into letting you play with my butt." She responded by giving him a Look. "Davey, I think we should focus on one thing at a time," she said, "And even if it is, just what are you afraid is going to happen? I'm not exactly about to go telling the gossip pool at school that you like it in the can, right?" There was a moment of silence, and then she reached out and placed her hand on his cheek. "How about this, big brother..." she said, quietly, but not in the same overly seductive teasing tone she'd been using earlier, "What if we both do it? You know, snowballing? Th-that's what they call it online, anyway..." David was familiar with the term, but was rather surprised to hear his sister suggesting it, so the blank look on his face lead Kelly to elaborate. "I'll lick it up, and then I'll k-kiss you instead of swallowing, so that we both get to taste it," she said, blushing even as she smiled, "After all, how gay can it be if you're kissing a girl while you do it?"

Dave's entire body tensed up, as if he were preparing to resist a physical blow, while he bit his lip, weighing his options. And then... with a sigh that was just short of a whimper, he relaxed and looked over at his sister, his Inherited pupils big and round, and nodded. "Okay, K-Kelly, let's try this..." he said, reluctantly, "I mean, you did let me come on your face that one time, and that was all about me..." Obviously delighted, Kelly leaned in to playfully lick his nose, and winked at him. "In your defence, big brother, that was your birthday, and you did have the cutest look in your eyes when you asked..." With that, she got up onto all fours, very careful not to disturb the hand that even now cupped her heated slit, and leaned down, beginning to lick the creamy sperm off of her brother's chest. Dave found himself unable to take his eyes off the sight, the feeling of Kelly's tongue against his fur being warm and weirdly nice, some kind of primal feline thing about being groomed by one's mate, no doubt, and finally, she looked up at him and smiled as wide as she could without parting her lips. Grinning nervously, Dave let his ears lower somewhat submissively, showing respect. "I d-don't suppose I can change my mind?" he asked, as Kelly slowly moved forward. Keeping her eyes on his, she shook her head very slowly, and made an amused noise. "I didn't think so..." he admitted, "Oh, little sister, be gentle..." With that, Kelly straddled his body, then leaned in, placing one hand on each of his cheeks, and kissed him.

The tomcat tensed up instinctively as his sister's lips pressed against his, and he scrunched his eyes closed as he opened his mouth and allowed her tongue to slip inside. Dave whimpered quietly through his nose as he touched his tongue against hers, encountering something new this time. He reached up with his free hand and placed it on Kelly's shoulder, holding on to something solid and familiar as his tongue was smeared with his own warm, gooey come. He didn't like that gelatinous texture very much, it was somewhat off-putting, so he tried to think of something he liked with a similar feeling, and all he could come up with was tapioca. This didn't really help, of course, as his semen didn't taste a damned thing like tapioca, so he tried to relax, tried not to think about it, similarly to the way he tried to calm his nerves the first time he'd ever kissed Kelly. He eventually managed to push such thoughts, silly or otherwise, out of his mind, and focused on kissing the pretty girl in his arms, come or no come. Once he relaxed, once he stopped thinking about it, it wasn't all that bad. It still wasn't exactly sexy, but as they swirled the seed around their mouths, he couldn't help but think about how naughty it was to be sharing this kind of kiss with his own little sister, and he actually started to enjoy himself.

When Kelly finally pulled away, both Parrishes were blushing like crazy, and Dave immediately reached up to his lips; he normally found it weirdly cute when a bridge of saliva linked them for a moment after a kiss, but they weren't just dealing with saliva this time. Fortunately, they were in the clear, and the siblings looked at each other almost shyly, as if they'd never made out before. As Dave ran his tongue around the inside of his mouth, Kelly giggled and gave him a sideways glance, too embarrassed to make direct eye contact. "S-so how was it, Davey?" she asked, softly. Reaching over his shoulder to rub the back of his neck, he shrugged. "I don't know, it... it was definitely different..." he started, "I guess it wasn't so bad. It's not gonna be my new favourite thing or anything..." Kelly leaned in to nuzzle against his cheek, and smiled happily. "I wasn't hoping you would love it, Davey," she replied, "I just wanted you to try it is all. Thank you, big brother." Getting up, Kelly surprised her lover by reaching down and tugging his hand out of her panties, moaning softly as she did so "Ooooh... J-jeez, having you touching me all this t-time, and that super hot kiss... God, I'm so turned on..." she whispered, getting off the bed, "B-but first, lemme just slip out to the bathroom, get you like a warm washcloth or something, I p-promised you I'd help you clean the come out of your fur and I'm sure I didn't get all of it..." she'd grabbed her bra off the floor, and had stepped towards the door, where her shirt and skirt lay abandoned, but before she could gather them up, a smiling Dave, who had crawled off the bed and snuck up behind her on all fours using their natural feline silence, reached up and grabbed her by the hips. "Oh!" she gasped, "Jeez, D-Davey, you scared me..." Beginning to purr, Dave, who remained squatting on the floor, easily slid her damp underwear down her shapely thighs, careful not to disturb the stockings which pleased him so, and leaned in to partake of the scent of her arousal. "Mmmm... Come on, Kelly, you can't just talk to me about how horny you are and run off before I've even returned the favour..." he chuckled, carefully lifting her feet one by one to slip her panties off completely. Kelly stepped away, leaning against the wall as she gazed down upon her lover. The Maine coon couldn't help but giggle as Dave tucked her sodden panties into one of the drawers of his dresser. "Save that for later," he teased, "But for now..."

Reaching up and gently, but insistently spreading Kelly's legs, Dave moved forward and knelt between them. Raising his hands up and behind her to take hold of her butt and keep her in place, he leaned in slower than perhaps was entirely necessary, leaving a trail of kisses along one of her legs, discovering that her stockings smelled faintly of fabric softener up close. When he finally arrived at the promise land, he smiled and licked his lips exaggeratedly. "Oh man, little sister, you have no idea how much I love the way you taste, none at all..." he teased, letting out a deep breath across her vulva that had her squirming and giggling, "I think I enjoy this almost as much as you do..." "Ohhh, Davey..." she breathed, as he leaned in and pressed his muzzle against his sister's glistening slit, slipping his tongue between her labia and licking at the hot, tight channel within. Kelly adjusted her stance, bracing most of her back against the wall and scootching down just a little bit, moving closer to her brother's persistent mouth, and reaching down to hold onto his head just behind the ears as he played the tip of his tongue along her inner textures, sighing through his nostrils as he re-acquainted himself with the familiar territory of his sister's vagina. Behind him, his tail floated back and forth slowly, lazily, making it obvious how delighted he was to be doing this. "T-touch me, big brother," Kelly whispered, her voice trembling along with her body, as she closed her eyes to focus on the sensations, "Ohhh, please, Davey, m-my poor clitty..." As he gave one of her buttocks a fond parting squeeze before slipping that hand around to the front of Kelly's pelvis to tease his fingertips along her sensitive clitoris, Dave idly tried to remember if he'd ever told his lover exactly how adorable he found the way she was too embarrassed to use the proper terms for her parts and gave everything nicknames instead. Even now the corners of his mouth curled up as he silently reminded himself that his tongue was buried in her 'flower', gathering her delicious nectar. As he stroked one finger back and forth around the curve of the tiny, throbbing nub above her entrance, Kelly began to whimper and squirm. "Oh G-God, yes, j-just like that," she moaned softly, "Oh big brother..." Hunching over slightly, Kelly removed one hand from Dave's head as the other began scratching him behind the ears, and started fondling one of her breasts. As he focused his tongue on one sensitive spot in particular, Dave couldn't help but think that Kelly liked to call him 'big brother' during The Deed for the same reason he liked to call her 'little sister'; because it turned them on. Drawing his tongue out and licking playfully along her 'petals', Dave began to purr. Life was good.

After that, Dave didn't really think much of anything for a while, just focused on the writhing, whimpering girl above him, and on the task at 'hand'. When she moaned out loud again from a particularly spirited tweak, he pulled away, licking his lips and looking up nervously. "Kels, I don't know if you noticed, but we're kinda right next to the door..." he said, "Are Mom and Dad even home? Wouldn't want one of them walking by and hearing something..." Pouting, Kelly lightly thwapped her brother on the head and sniffed indignantly. "Don't you go trying to spoil the mood," she whispered, blushing, "Fine, fine, I'll cover my mouth or something, just don't stop!" Grinning devilishly, he tilted his head. "Why, don't stop what, dear sister?" he asked, his tail flicking with delight, "You're going to have to be more specific..." Kelly sighed exaggeratedly and leaned back, crossing her arms over her boobs. "And here I was just about ready to forgive you," she said, shaking her head, "But fine, since I know you like it, you big perv..." Briefly looking away, her ears lowering slightly more in embarrassment, she sighed again before continuing. "Ohhh, big brother, p-please lick my flower," she whispered seductively, something he once would have thought impossible with such an odd phrase, "I'm so horny, I need it so bad, please?" Dave was already well on his way to regaining his erection, but as she flashed him the Sad Kitty Eyes and pushed her hips towards him, he felt a shiver of pure lust run down his spine, all the way to the tip of his tail. "Oh God, little sister, whatever you want," he murmured, leaning back in, "Whatever you want..." He began by kissing her labia almost chastely, but couldn't resist pressing his muzzle in tight for very long. As his slender tongue slipped back inside, Kelly clapped one hand over her mouth to stifle a cry of pleasure, and then sighed deeply in genuine relief. When he glanced up at her, Kelly had both hands on her bust, squeezing the flesh and working her nipples between thumb and forefinger. To the young tom, it was a mesmerizing sight, and he almost forgot what he was doing, the movements of his tongue slowing - at least until Kelly grunted impatiently and bucked her hips against his face, wetting his whiskers with her sweet juices and reminding him that she wasn't just putting on a show. As he continued to work her clit, trying for a while to squeeze it between his fingers in time with her own play, Dave acted on a whim and moved one hand higher up than usual, pressing his palm flat against her stomach. Kelly glanced down, but when it remained still, she closed her eyes again without comment and went back to revelling in the pleasure. For his part, Dave felt downright tingly as he just left his hand there, feeling his sister's purring, sharing in the moment with her.

Before long, Kelly was trembling more or less constantly, her tail twitching spasmodically and bumping against the wall behind her, her own legs, and the dresser next to them. If Dave had just been fingering her, the insides of her thighs would likely be soaked in her nectar by now, though fortunately, her brother had chivalrously positioned himself to prevent this, his cheeks and neck damp with her arousal. She had abandoned one of her teats a while back to keep her mouth covered, no longer able to contain the mewls and moans as she shivered, her hips pushing involuntarily back against her brother's mouth. She risked uncovering it now to look down with a pleading expression on her face. "Oh - oh God, D-Davey, I'm s-so close," she gasped, "P-please, I need to come, please make me c-come baby, I'm b-begging you!" By now, 'Little Dave' was as rigid as it got, and the tomcat felt himself throb hard, probably leaking some pre-come onto the carpet, at seeing how desperate his sister was for release. Growling a wordless response, he redoubled his efforts, switching tactics and suckling directly on Kelly's love button, working a pair of fingers in and out of her as she trembled and shook. This assault on the achingly sensitive nub had exactly the effect both siblings desired, as Kelly began to tense up all over, her breath coming harder and faster, until finally she arched her back against the wall, stiffening from head to toe as her climax washed over her, both hands clasped over her mouth in an attempt to keep her cries of pleasure contained that was only partially successful. A gush of her juices spilled out to paint her lover's face with her desire as her inner walls clenched down hard on the intruding fingers, her clitoris pulsing in time with her heartbeat as she came and came. Dave managed a groan of his own through his nostrils, a corner of his mind wondering if it was possible to get so turned on by the scent of his sister's arousal that he would just spurt all over the floor. Letting the thought disappear, he focused on licking and teasing and working his fingers in and out even with her feminine muscles squeezing down hard. Kelly had just given him an excellent climax, and Dave refused to let her down now that it was her turn.

Dave kept at it until a whimpering Kelly pushed his face to the side, her tired bits too sensitive for further play. She leaned up against the wall, panting and trembling, one hand idly holding a fistful of fur over her heart, as if trying to calm her pulse manually, and she tilted her head back and sighed happily as Dave reluctantly leaned away from her vulva and stood up. "Oh... oh, Davey, I haven't come that hard in weeks..." she said, sounding a little out of breath, "God, my legs won't stop shaking..." The Maine coon giggled tiredly, finally looking into her lover's happy eyes. "You made me come so hard, I'm literally weak in the knees, big brother," she said, obviously delighted. Stepping forward, Dave leaned in close and whispered into the purring female's ear. "Then let me help you with that, love..." he breathed, and before Kelly could ask what he meant, he suddenly crouched down, sticking his hands forward and between her legs, and then pulled them out from under her even as he stepped even closer, supporting her legs on his arms while the rest of her was still leaning back against the wall. Gasping out loud, she instinctively reached forward to grab onto her brother, holding on against the sudden fear of falling. "D-Davey!" she cried, "Wh-what are you -" He leaned in even closer, close enough that she could smell her own nectar in his fur, and blushed as he whispered to her. "Shhh, little sister, we're still right next to the door," he said, gently, "Don't worry, baby, I got you..." As Kelly wrapped her legs around his waist, and he adjusted his arms so that his hands were supporting her butt (or at least gripping it, to their mutual enjoyment), he angled towards her mouth, a Cheshire grin across his face. "My fur's still wet..." he whispered, "Turnabout is fair play, hmm?" And as he kissed his sister, as she tasted her own flavour on his lips and tongue, Kelly just giggled delightedly.

The siblings kissed and nuzzled at each other for a while, savouring the moment before what they both knew was coming. In case Kelly hadn't worked it out, Dave was helpfully rock-hard, and his erection occasionally brushing against her pelvis would have told her all she needed to know. It also helped her get back in the mood for loving much faster than usual, which was a bonus they both appreciated. Kelly was playfully licking her brother's cheek, silently teasing him with the knowledge that she could taste herself, when Dave finally groaned lustily. "God, Kelly, I need you so, so bad," he whispered, "I'm gonna go crazy if I have to hold you in my arms for much longer without being able to have you..." Leaning in so close to her ear, he spoke with such a low tone that the best surveillance equipment and the nosiest parent would both have been stifled in any attempts to overhear. "Please, little sister," he breathed, "let me make love to you." Kelly shivered against him, and he felt her legs tightening around his waist as she whimpered with need. "Oh Davey, yes, yes," she whispered back, still trembling in his arms, "Right here, against the wall, take me, big brother, I'm all yours!" Letting go of her lover with one hand, she reached down and took hold of Dave's prick, trying to line him up with her wet entrance, before she suddenly looked up, a desperate and embarrassed look on her face. "Oh, shit!" she gasped, "Wait, we - we need a condom, Davey!" The tomcat recognized the look on her face, not to mention the fact that she'd used a 'real' swear, something Kelly generally avoided: She wanted it so bad she was afraid if they delayed much longer she would just throw caution to the wind and take him bareback. So he just smiled back and nodded his head towards the dresser next to them. "Top drawer, under my socks," he said, lightly, "Be a dear and grab one, would you? My hands are kinda full of something soft and wonderful right now." Grinning back, Kelly reached over and did indeed find a stash of rubbers concealed underneath her lover's socks. There followed a fair amount of squirming and giggling as Kelly worked to roll the condom down Dave's shaft from her current position, but to their delight, she eventually managed it without them having to give up and step away for a moment. With that, Dave looked her in the eye, the obvious question implicit in his gaze, and she nodded with an excited smile. After she reached down and once again moved to line his tip up with her entrance, Dave shifted his position slightly and then slowly lowered her onto him, both of them inhaling sharply as his prick, now safely 'gift-wrapped', pushed between her glistening outer lips, smoothly and easily sliding all the way to the hilt in his sister's hot, tight pussy.

As usual, Dave took a moment to revel in the sensation of being buried balls deep in his lover's body, and Kelly clenched her inner muscles, squeezing her vagina down on her brother's cock, to welcome him back where he belonged. She held the tomcat close and once again whispered 'Take me' in his ear, making him groan softly with need. Not needing to be told a third time, he tightened his grip on his sister's butt, braced his legs against the floor, and began using his hips to draw himself out of her and then push right back in. After only a few thrusts, Kelly shivered against him, opening her mouth to moan out loud, and Dave quickly leaned in to kiss her, muffling her pleasure. One of her hands slipped around his neck, working her fingers into the fur on the back of his head as she kissed her brother hungrily, and the other made its way to the point of their union; recognizing that Dave's hands were occupied along with the rest of his arms supporting her weight, she happily reached down and began to toy with her clitoris herself, adding that extra hint of pleasure of their lovemaking. Blushing, Kelly forced herself to use only the most fleeting of teasing strokes for now, deliberately touching her aching nub the way her sweet Davey would, knowing that it would make her inevitable release all the more delicious. For his part, Dave was focused on thrusting into his sister's tight, hot channel, though this time her wetness was mostly wasted on him thanks to the condom protecting him from the risk of, as Kelly had once teasingly put it, becoming an 'uncle-daddy'. Dave, of course, was quite happy to make this trade-off, and so his thoughts were focused on the girl in his arms. As he drove himself home again and again, Kelly began to whimper with pleasure, not quite in time with the wet, slightly muffled slapping of their bodies meeting. He shifted his position again and began to thrust into his sister with more gusto than before, and Kelly bit her lip to keep from moaning. Whenever he saw her doing that, a part of him felt the urge to immediately do something to catch her off guard, to prevent her from hiding her pleasure, but in this case, he reluctantly admitted that right now, discretion was a good idea, and let it slide. He did increase the pace of his thrusts, though, and the fluffy female responded by moving her hand away from her clitoris to hug him tight. "Oh - oh Davey," she mewled, "God, that's s-so good..." As his stiff cock bumped into a particularly sensitive spot inside her on his latest thrust, Kelly inhaled sharply, a sort of reverse gasp, and extended her claws, digging them into her brother's back. Rather than killing the mood, this played on the pleasure-for-pain response, and Dave slammed home with a bit more force than before as he arched his back and gasped with unexpected pleasure. Groaning quietly, he responded by leaning in and repaying her in kind, biting down on the Maine coon's shoulder and making her shiver against him. He nipped and bit at her playfully, teasing his teeth along her flesh, though even in the midst of their passion, he was careful not to really hurt her. As they continued their lovemaking, Kelly retracted her claws and began petting the back of his head and cooing words of praise to him. "Yes, big b-brother, just like that, ohhh, damn..." she whispered, "Don't stop, Davey, I love you s-so much..." As he sheathed himself in her channel again and again, Dave felt his sister's legs slowly tightening around his waist. It was his favourite sign that Kelly was really enjoying herself, and he finally showed mercy on her shoulder to return to her lips, kissing his sister deeply and hungrily, to their mutual delight.

For a time, aside from the general thought that they had to remain quiet, Dave and Kelly's entire universe consisted of each other, not just the love they were making but a little intimate world that enveloped their entire bodies, and the way they touched and kissed, the way their fur mingled together, and the gasps and whimpers and hushed words of love and pleasure they exchanged when they could. "I - I don't know what you d-do to stay so t-tight, little s-sister," Dave managed between panting breaths, "But whatever it is... k-keep doing it!" Kelly giggled with delight, and the next time he was buried inside her, he felt her clench down on his intruding shaft harder than usual. She had gone back to playing with her love button, now a little more directly than before, and he could feel the tremors of joy through her skin. Leaning in close to her ear, so that his hot breath tickled the sensitive hairs within and made the ear twitch involuntarily, he whispered a somewhat more direct request. "I love to watch you t-touch yourself, Kels," he practically hissed, "Keep going, show m-me how you like it... nnnff... make yourself come on your b-big brother's dick, show him how much y-you love this..." When he leaned back, she was blushing practically purple. "Davey!" she whispered back, leaving it at that for a moment, unsure how to respond. So he grinned at her and licked her nose playfully. "I want you c-coming to make me come, love," he 'explained', "It's one of my favourite things, p-please? With - hnngh! - with s-sugar on top?" As he spoke, he squeezed and fondled her soft rump, and began taking a moment with every thrust to grind against her, blatantly trying harder to turn her on than he already was. Still blushing, Kelly averted her eyes and gave him a small smile. "...I love that too, D-Davey," she said, "I'll do it... if you do one th-thing for me..." Groaning, already feeling the early warnings of an impending climax and doing everything in his power short of stopping their dalliance to hold it off, Dave replied instantly. "Anything, little s-sister," he gasped, "name it." Craning her neck, Kelly leaned in close to his ear and made her request. "Say the words." For a moment, Dave frowned, pouted really, as his sex-addled mind was having a little trouble. And then it dawned on him, so amusingly obvious that he actually blushed for not having gotten it instantly. Kissing his sister on the lips for a brief moment, he nuzzled her on the cheek and did as she asked. "I love you t-twice, Kelly." "Mmm... I love you two, Davey..." He was certain she'd let her purr leak through into her voice deliberately. And he didn't know she'd said 'two' instead of 'too', of course, but Kelly had started insisting that was how it was spelled even out loud, ever since a text message typo that had made her squee with delight. Much like their relationship itself, it had started with an accident, but served to define their love for each other.

They continued frantically coupling against the wall, kissing and groping and nuzzling with as much energy as they could muster, brother and sister making love and sharing their secret, forbidden feelings. Kelly had her ears pinned back, biting her lip to keep from crying out as her lover drove himself into her tight, dripping channel, as her inner walls squeezed involuntarily along his latex-wrapped shaft, and as her fingers blurred over her throbbing, shockingly sensitive clitoris. Dave was now going full-bore, thrusting into Kelly's body with all the strength he could manage from this position, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of Kelly desperately frigging herself and rolling one of her nipples between the fingers on her free hand, his sweet little sister blatantly pleasuring herself, showing herself off, just for him. It turned him on so much he could barely stand it. "That's it, g-girl..." he whispered breathily, "Rub that clitty for me, g-get yourself off, b-baby..." He clenched his teeth, barely keeping from yowling out loud with lust as a burst of pleasure surged up his spine, from the end of his tail to the tips of his ears. "Oh Jesus Christ, I - I don't know how much longer I c-can hold off, little sister..." he whimpered, "Nnngh, I wanna come s-so bad..." Kelly's lips were suddenly upon his, giving him a brief, most un-sisterly kiss as if trying to bolster his spirits for the fight against his climax. "J-just a little m-more, big brother," she panted, "Don't - aah! - d-don't worry, I'm... I'm almost there..." He'd rotated his hands to grip her thighs from behind, give him something to hold onto and brace himself with as his prick slammed home inside her again and again. At this point he was so far gone that if his muscles ached with strain or tiredness, he didn't even feel it. Finally, though, Kelly arched her back and tensed up, leaning away from the wall as she buried her face in her brother's shoulder, muffling her cries as her orgasm finally exploded within her, her stocking-clad legs squeezing so hard and so tight that Dave hilted himself in her and found himself unable to pull back out, so he just held her as she whimpered and moaned and shook, her vagina squeezing and clenching and kneading his stiff dick, the natural rhythmic motions doing their best to coax him into his own release. Unable to resist the sensations, Dave let out a choked cry as he was pulled into climax with her, gasping one intelligible word before his mind was scattered in the face of the ecstasy spreading through his body. "Kelly!" With that, he started grinding against her, following her lead and pushing his muzzle against the side of her neck, filling his nostrils with her natural scent even as his groans of relief and release were muffled. Dave's prick throbbed again and again as he ejaculated hard within his lover's soft, warm depths, painting the inside of the condom with wet, sticky come, while the squeezing and clenching of his sister's pussy along his twitching cock prolonged his pleasure substantially.

Approximately one hundred thousand years later, or at least that's what it felt like, a fairly light-headed Dave found that they were still in the same position, clutching each other, breathing hard. Letting out a sigh of relief, he licked his lover's cheek without moving much. "That was... that was amazing, Kels..." he whispered. She made a noise like she thought it was funny but was too tired to even giggle. "You always say that," she replied, her words slightly muffled since she hadn't bothered lifted her head away from his shoulder. "Nuh-uh," he insisted, "I only say that when it's amazing. I can't help it if we just happen to have crazy good sex all the time." This time, she did manage to giggle, and kissed him on the cheek. "You're so bad, big brother," she said, not at all sounding like this was a negative thing. After a few moments, Dave groaned again, this time because his legs were finally starting to complain. "Mmm, I'm wiped," he said, "Hang on tight, I'm gonna walk us to the bed." He slipped one arm all the way underneath her while moving the other one around her back and holding her close against him, then carefully leaned away from the wall, ignoring his protesting knees and carrying his lover to his bed. It wasn't so bad, Maine coons being approximately half fluff, but he was still relieved when he sat down and then pulled his legs up on the bed, leaving her on top of him, and more importantly, leaving himself embedded in her. He did admittedly miss the sensation of having her legs wrapped around his midsection, as she'd released her grip to prevent him from lying on top of her shins, but having a warm, purring girl lying on top of him made it easy to forget about such minor losses. So he just started running his hands through her long brown hair, petting her as though she were a feral, and closed his eyes, to listen to their purring as it became synchronized in their afterglow, something he and Kelly referred to as 'their other secret'.

"You know, big brother," Kelly said after a few blissful moments, one finger idly tracing the white star in the fur over Dave's heart, "You do say it kind of a lot... but you're not wrong, that was pretty amazing." Playfully licking the side of her muzzle, he beamed at her. "We're gonna have to remember that wall thing," he chuckled, "That was pretty rad." Looking up into his Inherited eyes, the green almost entirely obscured by his pupils, which were big and round in the dimness of the room, Kelly smiled back. "I just had a thought, Davey... You remember how you wanted me to - to finish myself to end things?" He nodded, humouring her, but couldn't resist a little snark. "Like it was yesterday," he said facetiously, wondering where she was going with this. She didn't rise to the challenge, though, and continued. "Wellll, it occurs to me that you just did a great job of, you know, holding back before you came," she said, squeezing her inner muscles for emphasis, "You see? That thing on the weekend was just a fluke!" Blushing, he frowned and looked away self-consciously. "W-well, it's not like I thought I was going to come too soon every time after that for the rest of my life..." he protested, "I - I just hadn't come to you yet because I was still embarrassed..." Kelly reached up and began stroking his cheek with the backs of her fingers. "I know, big brother, but I think we both would have been happier if you'd stuck around. I could have been all soothing and reassuring, made you feel better, and the last few days would have been a lot less awkward," she said, "I mean, you know how you always say my name when you finish? I think that's really cute, and I wanted to say 'Davey' when I got off this time, but it was kinda spoiled when I pushed my face against you, even I couldn't make the sound out. And you don't see me leaping off you and running away, do you?" Her brother pouted again, but at least he retained eye contact. "It's not the same thing," he grumbled. Kelly shrugged and nodded. "No, I suppose it's not," she admitted, "But big brother... I love you. And I want you to be happy. I want you to talk to me when you're unhappy, so that we can work together and help you feel better. Hey, I just thought of something that is like this, remember when I was all gloomy for days because Mommy and Daddy kept talking about you going off to college? And then you talked to me about it and helped me feel a lot better?" Dave tried to remain grumpy, but couldn't help but smirk. "Was... was that the time we ended up doing it in the park?" Kelly giggled and lightly bapped him with a 'paw' consisting of her hand with her fingers curled halfway up. "Yes, that was the time we made love in the playground," she conceded, shaking her head with a grin, "Honestly, Davey, sometimes it's like you index our relationship by how we do it." He laughed at that, and winked at her. "It's not that simple," he faux-protested, "How, where, in what position, time of day..." Kelly giggled again and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Who comes first, what colour panties I'm wearing..." she added, helpfully. Her brother snickered and nodded. "It's an extensive catalogue," Dave concluded with a smile. And then, tail twitching happily, he leaned in and kissed the love of his life.

This, Dave realized, was the thing he had missed the most while he was awkwardly avoiding Kelly. Not the sex - though it went without saying that it was high on the list - it was these quiet moments where they just lay together, cuddled up close, basking in each other. He'd long since gone flaccid, and Kelly had reluctantly released him in order to let him slip off the condom and dispose of it, but then they'd gone right back to each other's arms; she currently lay spooned up against his side, one arm and one leg draped over his body, nuzzling now and then against his chest. And despite how many times he'd done it, Dave was marvelling at how wonderful it was to just hold this soft, warm girl against himself, running his hand along her silky fur. He'd been remembering that time at the playground, and one moment in particular stood out, when Kelly had, with a single word, made her feelings for him plainly clear. Acting on impulse, he suddenly hugged her tight with both arms and craned his neck down to kiss her on the top of the head, before whispering into her ear. "Mine." He felt her shiver from head to toe, and knew without asking that this pleased her. And just that thought, that his love made her happy, brought him such a feeling of joy in return that he would have found, had he been thinking about it, that he was no longer worrying about any of his anxieties or issues. He just settled back against the pillow, resumed petting his sister, his true love, and began to purr once again.

Sadly, spending the rest of their lives cuddling naked in afterglow wasn't an option, at least not with the status of modern technology, so eventually, Kelly sat up, obviously reluctantly, and stretched. "Hey, sis?" Dave asked, "...Thank you. I, uh, I promise next time something like that happens, I'll stick around... as long as you promise you won't make a joke about stuff like that." She grinned down at him and flicked her head to the side to re-settle her hair. "It's a deal. And you're very, very welcome, Davey," she said, before nodding towards the door, "Hey, you, uh, you wanna join me in the shower? It's so hard to reach certain spots by myself..." The black cat felt a tingle at her blatant invitation, remembering previous times they'd made love under the flowing water, but reluctantly shook his head. "...We really shouldn't," he said, after a moment, "Mom and Dad might be around, remember? You go on ahead, and I'll go downstairs and work out or something, get a nice excuse to be showering again." He was silently pleased when Kelly's face fell. "Aww! But I wanted -" she trailed off, and then sighed. "You're right, you're right. Alright, fine, but you owe me," she said, getting up, "You wanna cuddle tonight, or are you still planning on avoiding me?" She bent down to retrieve her skirt, and when she stood up, Dave was behind her, reaching up with one hand to briefly give a boob a farewell squeeze while he kissed her neck. "Oh, gotta go with the cuddling, absolutely," he said, happily, "I'm already looking forward to it." He forced himself to step away and let her get dressed, sitting back down on the bed to give his knees a break - which, he thought to himself, was probably another good reason not to fool around in the shower.

Dave watched with a smile as Kelly slipped her clothes back on, taking her time and grinning at him like it was a reverse striptease, but when she turned to the door immediately after putting her skirt back on, he tilted his head. "Aren't you forgetting something?" he asked. Giggling, Kelly sent him a look that made him regret turning down her suggestion. "You mean the soaking wet panties you put in your drawer?" she replied, "I think I'll let you borrow them. After all that, I'd say you've earned them..." Suddenly she bent forward slightly and flipped her skirt up as she raised her tail, giving her brother a perfect view of her still-glistening labia and the tight anus just above it. "Besides, knowing I'm out there without underwear, even if it is just to the bathroom, will turn you on, and that makes me so hot..." She let her skirt fall back into place, hiding her nethers from Dave's leering eyes, and giggled at the look of longing on her lover's face. "Hey, I agreed that it was a bad idea for both of us to get off in the shower, I never said anything about just me!" she teased, before putting on a more serious face. "I love you twice, Davey. I'll see you later." Despite her (incredibly effective) attempts to tease him, the tomcat couldn't help but smile back. "I love you two, little sister. And I can't fucking wait." She giggled again, curtseyed facetiously, and slipped out the door. Listening to her delighted humming as she made her way down the hall, Dave shuddered with delight as he briefly imagined Kelly touching herself in the shower, but then he sighed and focused on getting his workout clothes on. It wouldn't do to try and get on the treadmill with a boner. As he slipped into his sweatpants, he couldn't help but smile, muttering to himself. "Maybe Kels and I should fight more often," he mused, "If that's her idea of a proper apology, I think we'd both enjoy it!"