Brother's Keeper Chapter 4: Visit
Chapter 4: Visit
Ryan rolled onto his back tiredly as he looked at Molly's alarm. It was saturday, about 6 in the morning. He looked at her with blurry eyes seeing her still asleep. He brushed her hair back and she made a purring sound gently and yawned.
"Good morning Ryan, sleep well?" she asked as she rubbed her body against his, her claws toying with his chest fur. Ryan kissed her forehead and nodded. "So, are you mad at me for what happened?" she asked opening her eyes.
"No sis, I think I can enjoy being your lover," he replied gently. Molly returned the favor and licked his neck.
"So think of me as your keeper: I'll love you and protect you from all the bad girls who only want you for your benefits." Ryan looked at her and chuckled meanly.
"But didnt you originally want me for my body?" he asked. she blinked at him, told him to shut up and punched his arm playfully. He laughed.
Noon had finally rolled around and the day was unusally balmy for june. A knock hit the door a few times and Molly's ears perked from the laundry room. She folded her clothing and called to Ryan to open the door. Ryan grunted and Molly sling shot a thong at him, landing square on his nose. He threw it back and opened the door; it was their dad.
"Hey kid, long time no see. Mind if I come in?" the otter asked. Ryan was baffled and stood there while Molly peeked around the corner and realizing she was naked from the waist up and quickly slung on a half dry shirt. The discomfort from the soap and water messed up her fur but she dealt with it and gave her father a warm hearted hug.
They sat in the living room idly with little talk. Ryan finally grew impatient and piped up.
"So, dad, hows everything with Rosanne?" he asked. He had always refused to adress his step parents as the parental figure; even his own mother was addressed by her name. He had no respect for her after what she did to her father.
"I just thought I would check up on the precious treasures the good lord gave me. Ever since you turned 18 and became independant, No one has custody over you nor any visitation rights. Rosanne doesnt like it when i mention you, she would rather me take care of her son as my own but he is such a trouble maker and we dont connect at all." His father explained as he took a long sip of his coffee and sighed openly. "Youre mother and Joel are their usual selves: constant ly fighting each other, no compromise, and her kids are feeling it the most. I swear I am actually glad I divorced your mother; she brought me nothing but agony for all the good I gave her."
Ryan stared with a cold gaze in the midst of the open air. He knew his family would have trouble since he saw his own mother bring home another guy while his fathers was out on a business trip. He resented her for that and detatched himself from her. As time progressed, things grew worse as legal battles for custody raged until Ryan turned 18 and declared separation from his family; taking Molly with him.
"Enough about me, let's talk about how you two are doing," their father soon regained track, "Ryan, I saw you with your victory pose in the paper about the championship. I could not have been a more proud father; that is until Rosanne started fussing. She means well but I don't like how she reacts when you are brought up. At least she is better than your mother."
Ryan smiled at the admiration but quickly stifled his usual serious face. Molly began drinking her orange juice when her father brought up something a bit uneasing.
"How is your love life you two? Find that special someone yet?" Molly gasped and choked on her drink. Juice sprayed over her as she regained her breath. Her father got up and so did Ryan.
"I'm ok, I'll just go get a shirt that is actually clean and dry," she said between breaths. Her father simply said "ok" and went upstairs.
"Mind if I check out where all the support you two have been getting have brought you?" he aksed. Ryan shrugged and as soon as he disappeared upstairs, he follow Molly into the small cramped laundry room.
"What was that all about Molly? He just asked a simple question," Ryan protested as she fumbled for a shirt. She sttod up quick and looked him in the eyes.
"Do you REALLY think dad would except the fact that you and I are comitting to each other? he has enough trouble and I don't think he would appreciate finding out his kids are fucking each other," she scolded in a low voice. Ryan looked at her as she turned back around and took her shirt off; throwing it into the washing machine. Ryan hugged her and nuzzled her.
"Sorry sis, I kinda forgot. Guess we can't tell anyone; no one can know what we do, and what I am about to do," he said as he threw his hand up into her chest and the other down her panties. She gasped and squirmed in his arms and turned her head to look at him. He said nothing and locked his tongue in an embrace with hers. She leaned into him with a moan and ran her fingers around the ever growing lump in his shorts and pulled her head back to nip his neck when his head went back. She leaned into his fingers as they went deeper into her and she yipped gently as her moist walls conformed to his fingers.
"We can't do it Ryan, dad is here. What if he saw us?" she said as she moved away from his erection a bit. Ryan rubber her all over and sighed as he dropped his shorts to the ground. "I guess its a risk we are going to have to take. I'm sure dad would still love us no matter who we were sleeping with, as long as it isnt someone like Gracey," he said, refusing to call her 'mom'.
Ryan held Molly against the wall as he pressed himself agains ther body; his erection pressing against her wet womanhood. She gasped as she blushed and buried her neck into his fangs, her claws into his back. She groaned as his cock pressed into her, moaned as the went in and shuddered and cried lightly as he penetrated her completely. She pressed herself into him as she clawed at his neck and back, her body juicing around his cock more and more. She locked her mouth to his and rolled her tongue on his as she pulled back and of fher his throbbing cock.
She turned so she faced the wall and bent slightly for her brother. He entered her once more from behind as he worked himself in and out; he chest pressed against the wall. He worked himself as deep into her as possible as she began to orgasm more and then he heard it: his dad was coming.
"Shit, I have to cum," he said as he felt himself pulse close to climaxing. Molly pulled herself out and urged him not too cum inside her. "I dont care what you do just...just...just cum on my back!" she muttered. Ryan pulled out at the last second and he came on her; his fresh cum smattered her fur from tail to cheek. She gasped and blushed as she and her brother scrambled to get dressed and quickly returned to the living room.
Right as the two sat down their father came from upstairs. He sat back down as the two otters sat with wide eyes and tense nerves.
"Well, I must say you two have benefitted well from all the money you recieve," he said sitting back down at his cup. The siblings exhaled and relaxed as they acted as innocent as possible. Molly got up and took the dishes towards the kitchen when her father stopped her dead.
"Molly, what is that in your hair by your ear?" he asked. Ryans eyes went large and round as his blood completely froze over; Molly in more shock than him. She stammered that it was nothing and tried to get it on her fingers to dispose but her father knew well enough. "Ryan, are you and Molly..." he asked plainly. Ryan knew he could not lie to his father and opened his mouth to say something but Molly sat next to him and took his hand in hers.
"Yes daddy, we did and we are," she said. "I dont care what anyone says and I know Ryan is my brother but I love him and he loves me, more than any man could ever do." Ryan looked at his blushing sister and she looked at him, kissing him gently on the cheek.
"Dad I hope you don't think differently of us now. I do love Molly as a sister but the bond is growing stronger. I promise you we wont have kids or do anything stupid...well more stupid than this," he offered an argument to his father. "We dont plan on telling anyone because we know the trouble it will cause. Please, let us stay together for Molly's sake of happiness."
Their father took off his glasses and rubbed them to his shirt. He had a look of discomfort but guilt at the same time.
"Ryan, Molly. I wont judge you for this. I cannot blame you for what is happening here seeing as though you both had a troubling past and have experienced alot of dysfunction," he told them putting his glasses on. "I can see you trust each other more than anyone else and as much as it makes me uneasy, I will allow you two to continue. Just be sure no one knows and nothing happens."
Ryan sighed and Molly jumped up with a squeal and hugged her father warmly. They knew it was difficult for him so swallow but everything that had happened in their life helped add some explanation.
That night, Ryan lay in his bed and Molly curled up with him
"You know, there is enough room in your bed for the both of us. We should sell my bed and move my stuff into your room," she said licking his nose. Ryan looked at her and rolled over mumbling hell no and Molly laughed, snuggling into him.