This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
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Taken by Her Brother
Kao snarled as he stormed up the path to the terraced house, the tiny garden in front of the ramshackle first home away from home that he shared with his sister hardly worthy of being called by such a name. The front door could have been broken down if he slammed it hard enough with his shoulder, he was sure, but, even between the two of them, they hadn't been able to afford anything else straight out of college. Alas, the dragons were forced to play the cards they'd been dealt and, well, Fyr wouldn't have said they were doing such a bad job of it, not really.
A job as a bank teller, however, had not been what Kao had envisioned on coming out of college, freshly graduated with honours and that usual cocky grin on his muzzle. In his younger years as a hatchling and then teenager, the world had been his oyster and everything seemed to have fallen just into place for him. He had the education, the dragoness and everything else his parents could have possibly provided for him. The real world, however, was not quite as kind and he was quickly finding the requirement to actually work for what he wanted in life a little...
Well, could he say tedious?
The blue dragon's scales glistened in the drizzle and he scowled at the door, stepping sideways to the lock and finding something disgustingly soft and squishy underfoot.
Fuck!
Swearing - loudly, he wasn't shy about it - he scraped off his boot on the mat outside, making a face that would have made a babe squeal in horror. The neighbour - he didn't even know the old drake's name - was forever leaving his dog out into their garden and, well, the beastie did so like to leave a little trail of shit in its wake. Kao growled and rubbed his heel through the grass, but only succeeded in further smearing the dog turd around. Fucking brilliant, just brilliant. He bared his fangs at the door, although he had no personal grievance with that just as yet. Just what he fucking needed!
Finally managing to make his way inside, he left his boots at the door, automatically going to curl his toes into the carpet and finding it too bare and lacking any manner of plush feeling to do so. Grumbling, though his fussing was admittedly depleting with the warmth of his home, their sanctuary, washing over him with a comforting familiarity, he rubbed his black horns, chilled and aching from such a damp cold. Winter couldn't pack its bags and go quickly enough, as far as he was concerned.
"Fyr?" He rumbled, unable to put an edge of welcoming into his tone. "Are you home?"
"'Course I am." His dragoness sister's voice came faintly from the living room, rising over the sound of the television set - old and broken down, just like their rented home. "I had the day off, remember?"
Kao's muzzle twisted. Of course, she fucking had the whole fucking day off - lazy dragon! He stumbled over a pile of newspapers that both of them seemed to buy but were not all that good at actually getting around to reading and swore under his breath. Couldn't she have at least cleaned up a little? Would that have been too much to ask? The damn dragoness was even messier than he was!
Rounding the corner to the living room, he thrust open the door with a glare in his eyes and lips already parted to give her the talking to she surely deserved. But he found his sister, the red dragoness, sprawled on the admittedly small sofa with her bare legs kicked up over the arm. A mug was in her paw, but that was hardly the focus of his attention when the old T-shirt she wore revealed a strip of stomach and yellow stripes above the line of her panties. And that was the full extent of what she was wearing, the cotton underwear edged with blue lace that stood out against her crimson scales, impossible to ignore even as she jigged a hind paw.
Kao groaned and rubbed his temples. After all those idiot, bimbo dragonesses that day, had she really had to choose that night of all nights to prostrate herself like a sexual feast to be dined upon. His cock hardened, not for the first time that day, in his pants, barely tenting out the front as his boxer-briefs kept his arousal in check, if not completely. It was a necessary requirement of his undergarments at that time, considering all the busty dragonesses he worked with, all intent on batting their eyelashes at him and leaning over right where he had the perfect view down their blouses, yet no such means to do anything about it.
"Fuck, Fyr, you've got to be kidding me..."
The dragoness looked away from the old show on TV, startled and blinking as if a bright light had suddenly been shone in her eyes.
"What?" She licked her lips, a cup of coffee cradled to her chest as if a hatchling. "What's wrong? You look like shit."
Kao winced, but couldn't drag his eyes away from her long legs, muscle shifting beneath her gleaming scales as she tipped her muzzle down to take another sip of the hot beverage and let out a soft "ah" of pure and utter satisfaction.
It had been a long time since he'd made her make that sound in the bedroom. His brow furrowed and the brother opened and closed his mouth several times, oh so slowly sliding his gaze away.
"Thanks so much for pointing that out."
Pushing her legs off the arm of the sofa - it took a great effort of will to not slide his paw up that perfect thigh - Kao flopped down beside her, doing his best to not drink in the delicious sight of her body like much needed liquor. His throat tightened. Drink. He needed a drink.
Fyr put her mug aside and leaned against him, shoulder bumping his. The drake shuddered, cock twitching and spilling pre-cum. Yes, she was his sister, but they had an arrangement of sorts...
A very good arrangement. He smirked and straightened, just a little. Perhaps it was time to see just how far that arrangement stretched. After all, it had been a particularly crap day and he didn't know how much more of a half-naked dragoness flaunting herself before him that he could actually take.
Boldly, he slunk an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him: Fyr giggled.
"Kao, what are you doing?"
Was that a flirty edge in her tone? His heart leapt to his throat, where it stayed, pounding with every drop of blood that hadn't already fled to his crotch.
"Just spending time with my sister," he murmured, laying his head on top of hers. "You must have been so lonely here all day by yourself..."
But his words were not the true focus of the conversation as he ran his paw up her leg, teasing lightly over her scales as he hooked his claws into the waistband of her panties.
And then it all went wrong, Fyr pulling away from him with a sidelong look and a shudder that had his cock softening as if it too knew just what had happened and how he'd pushed too far. Kao's mouth opened, but Fyr got there before him.
"Honestly, Kao, I thought you actually wanted to talk to me for once." His sister made a face. "Is that all you think about? Sex? You know there's more to life than that, right?"
The drake pressed his lips together and shook his head, wings mantling over his back as he fought not to flare them out, his body instinctively wanting to make him seem larger and more imposing.
