Laying in bed, Blitcreet gave a small sigh, the sunlight filtering in through the curtains. He looked over to where he thought his sister would be, noting that she must have already gotten up.

With a soft grunt, he pulled himself up before being pushed back down, as Jolteia purred softly, having herself under the sheets before crawling on top of him. 

With one hand on his chest, the other found his cock, not completely flaccid as she began slowly stroking.

Each attempt at sitting up, was met with her pushing back down on his chest, the buxom feline gripping his shaft tighter, moving her body to place it against her peach, continuing to grind it without skipping a beat. 

Soft moans escaped her throat, as his barbs flicked against her clit, spreading her peach in the process. Already her groin was soaked, and her brother panted softly as his member was now completely rigid. 

After one final attempt at sitting up, Jolteia shoved him back down, purring softly. She stopped riding his rigid cock, keeping it pressed between her body and his as she slid down, crawling backwards under the sheets.

Pressing her breasts together she briefly stroked him again using her ample cleavage before sliding down a little further and gently kissing the swollen tip. 

Blitscreet could only lay there as his sister started with a few soft kisses, gently fondling his pouch. Once her lips passed over the tip, she gave a couple sucks, popping it out of her mouth before forcing it down deeper.

Letting out a rather audible groan, as he found himself gently nudging the back of her throat, before she adjusted herself, taking the remaining amount down, her lips pursed against his waist. 

She did not start bobbing, instead purring solely, sucking and swallowing, wrapping her arms around his waist, hugging him in a sense so he couldn't move.

Jerking his hips softly with each swallow, her purrs coupling with it, caused him to grip the sheets. Precum was flowing softly from his tip down her throat, as she wrapped her tongue around his length, the rough texture causing him to thrust but she held on.

The male feline gritted his teeth, holding out as long as he could, but it was all for naught as she knew all too well how to milk him for everything he was worth. 

With a couple soft throbs and hard twitches he let out a loud moan as a torrent of seed rushed down his sister's throat. Not a single drop was spilled, nor did she let go until she was certain he had been spent completely, milking him through a couple more orgasms. 

As her brother lay there panting, Jolteia finally pulled her head away from his cock, sucking as much fluid from it as she could, even catching one last spurt before swallowing, 

Not a word was said as she crawled back up his body, resting her head on his chest, still purring the whole while. Eventually he found himself purring as he pulled her close. 

"Alright...five more minutes..." He spoke through soft pants, closing his eyes and holding the blue feline close.