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But it's easy to forget just how long two years is and a lot has changed, between them and their family both. Obviously, it's only normal to want to ensure that your little siblings are being safe and responsible, right...?

Wanna support me? You can over on Patreon! (Though be warned due to Patreon's TOS I can't actually integrate my writing into incentives lol)

Wanna laugh at me being silly/horny/angry on Twitter, or make Inquiries™ about my writing? Check it out.

Wanna join my cool queer lefty Discord community? Come hang out.

Rather a queer multifandom Discord with a big Deltarune focus? My friend Kimberlyeab has one of those.", "writing": "The night and following day passed with relatively little incident. Music and bad karaoke, trading their newest scary stories, and a few lazy Mewtube videos huddled up in sleeping bags around the laptop in their tent. In the morning they checked on their old favourite hiking trail, then Kris gave everyone an impromptu seminar on their latest discoveries in their witchcraft hobby to relax a bit. They showed off some tarot reading but wouldn't tell anyone why the Ace of Cups' constant appearance was making them giggle.\n\nA fairly quick but strenuous journey to gather and chop up some firewood in preparation for whenever they came back followed, made much faster with Kris and Asriel's significantly heightened fitness since their last trip. 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Dess followed this up with procuring a bong from her pack; Asriel needed far less convincing of that one, always more a fan of weed than alcohol, and Kris motioned for their turn after.\n\nNone disagreed with Dess' desire to let loose. Their final night in the woods signalled that they would soon be back to more controlled environs. There was no getting around Toriel or Comet, not for anything ambitious. No doubt at all that any further partner swapping would be out of the question. Each wrestled to their own degrees with the undeniable disappointment of that fact, from Kris' open awareness of it to Asriel only barely admitting it to himself. And each, regardless of where those levels initially stood, felt the invading chemicals chipping away at them.\n\nAll of them were sitting on the larger torn-down log in front of the fire, shoulder to shoulder to help spread the warmth around. 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Noelle in a dark green blazer over a cutesy red top with frilly shoulders and a long matching frilled skirt, her thick fur under providing plenty enough warmth along with the fire. Dess was drowning in a completely oversized black hoodie that was actually one of Asriel's edgier articles of clothing along with plain black jeans, while Asriel himself was typically bookish in a plain grey sweater, a burgundy scarf and dark brown slacks.\n\nOccasionally someone would strike some conversation, about school or classes, extended family or friends both new and old, but mostly they sat in silence but for Asriel's music. Not that it was an uncomfortable silence, there was a serenity in being reunited after so long separated and free from studies, especially for Asriel who was characteristically taking on far too many units. 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It gave Noelle a moment to look back over at Kris, shooting the human a quick subtle wink. Good Cop, despite being named for a myth, was a well-practiced role for the younger Holiday.\n\n\"Alright,\" Dess said decisively. \"Spinner gets to ask truth or dare of whoever the bottle lands on. Gotta have something in place to stop the hyenas from picking on the weakest in the pack,\" the doe explained as she sat next to Asriel.\n\n\"... [i]You're[/i] the hyena here, Dess,\" Asriel snapped bluntly.\n\n\"I know. Shame I can't fuck you with my clit,\" Dess hummed in reply, getting a snort from Kris and head-shake from Noelle. \"Since you were the least sure, you can have the honour of the first spin.\" December had a self-assured smirk that made it completely transparent she was scheming, but then, that was pretty much her default state.\n\nAsriel took the bottle with a suspicious glare and waited for the others to seat themselves. Dess to his right leaning against one end of the log, Noelle on his left cross-legged and looking polite and patient, Kris with their back to the fire, one leg splayed and propped up by their hands resting on the ground behind them.\n\nAsriel placed the bottle down, and spun it firmly.\n\nThe first round was simple enough; the bottle stopped with the neck pointed to Noelle and she picked truth. Asriel, ever wanting to check on the younger pair (and, quietly, feel a bit more involved in their lives), asked about the most trouble Noelle had gotten in that he and Dess didn't know about. Noelle followed with a long story - made longer by constant teasing interruptions - about how she'd first told Susie she was trans.\n\nDuring a sleepover Susie had surprisingly been the first one to initiate a proper make-out session between them, prompting Noelle to decide she should spill the information on the extremely minor chance it was a problem. Unfortunately Comet arrived home early and walked in at that precise moment, blowing up at them and driving Susie home. It took another five days, Noelle too terrified to broach the topic on top of being grounded for three months, before Susie finally confronted Noelle. The reason she was so bewildered wasn't that she was put off as Noelle had feared, but rather that she had assumed she was the only trans person in the school, let alone the class.\n\n\"What about Kris??\" Dess laughed.\n\n\"She thought that's just how humans are.\"\n\n\"I regret correcting her. Just added to the cryptid vibes,\" Kris sighed dramatically. Noelle hugged them in response and ruffled up their hair with a grin.\n\n\"Don't worry Kris, you still have [i]plenty[/i] of cryptid vibes left over,\" the doe assured, and Kris pushed down their mushiness aversion at least long enough to give a satisfied smile.\n\nNoelle spun next and it landed opposite her on her sister. Dess smirked and called for a dare, but got a hard lesson in underestimating her sister's malice when Noelle leaned between the group to whisper into her ear. Dess made an absolutely sour face, standing up and grumbling something about 'zoomers' despite being in the same generation range; Kris very nearly snorted beer from their nose watching Dess suddenly break into flossing for ten seconds. The level of raw indignation on her face only made it funnier.\n\nKris came up next, and when the bottle landed on Noelle they simply dared [i](commanded)[/i] her to take a particularly large hit of the bong, as the only person who hadn't. Surprising both Dess and Asriel, she shrugged and did as asked with no hesitation.\n\n\"Decided to follow your sister's footsteps and become a true failure in the eyes of the Angel and our beloved mother besides, huh?\" Dess asked right before Noelle exhaled, leaning back to do so. Noelle just scoffed.\n\n\"I still get top marks and I already got an acceptance letter from Homecity College. She can suck it.\"\n\n\"Oh... I'm so proud of you,\" Dess sobbed with an exaggerated sniffle, while Kris handed the bottle to her. She spun it, and it seemed like some payback was in order when it came to rest on Noelle. The younger deer took one look at the outright predatory grin her sister was making, and couldn't help but back down.\n\n\"Truth.\"\n\nUnfortunately, Dess was far too devious to be allayed by something so simple. Her question was nearly immediate.\n\n\"What's your wildest sexual fantasy?\"\n\nNoelle's shoulders dropped. She should've known Dess would in no way go easy on her.\n\n\"Dess, that's a bit-\" Asriel tried to intervene, but December's expression stopped him. Even though her grin didn't vanish, her eyes were fierce. In truth the elder Holiday was still feeling a bit vindictive. Noelle had shown off some knifeplay with Kris then face-fucked her boyfriend, and she'd, what... Pegged Azzy? Kissed Kris in the lake? She had a competitive streak, perhaps a petty streak, and Noelle was way ahead on her sister's internal scoreboard.\n\nBut after a moment of Noelle's mind racing Kris' hand came to the doe's shoulder, drawing her eyes to them. A tiny hint of red peeked up from under their chaotic bangs, but from their smile alone Noelle could read the expression. Comforting but also encouraging, gentle with just a tiny dash of tease. [i]You don't have to answer. But you can. You've grown so much stronger.[/i]\n\nNoelle steeled herself, and her gaze matched her older sister's, given strength by Kris' comforting presence on her shoulder. Dess expression remained firm but she was silently a bit taken aback by just how much Noelle was taking after her, even during her absence.\n\nA little spark of pride welled in her again.\n\n\"It's... Something Kris and I have t-talked about a bit, actually. We just haven't had the chance yet,\" Noelle said, fighting off the tiny bit of tremble in her voice. Fidgeting with her cider bottle helped. \"It's, um. A 'home invasion' kind of thing. I, um, I want them to come into my home sometime when I'm not expecting them. In a disguise, like, with a face mask and unusual clothes maybe. And, sneak in, and-\"\n\n\"She wants me to pretend to rape her,\" Kris said nonchalantly. Dess had pieced it together near immediately but Asriel nearly choked on his drink; Noelle, whose 'nose blush' was usually just a bright red colour, was literally glowing with magic in mirror of her father's namesake.\n\n\"Yes. I want them to use a knife, maybe, drag me out of bed. Entirely without breaking character. Th-they could wear contacts or a wig even. I want it to be as believable as possible... It's been a guilty fantasy for a long time, but, when I first told Kris they didn't judge me at all. I-in fact, they immediately started suggesting ways we could actually do it, and... Well. They have a copy of the front door key,\" Noelle admitted, her glow not going down at all.\n\n\"That's-!\" Asriel began, but cut himself off. He stared at the pair for a moment as they matched his gaze, blinked a few times, then scratched the back of his head. \"Well... It's pretty intense, but. I guess nobody's actually getting hurt, huh..?\"\n\n\"That's right,\" Kris said evenly. \"We have a safe-word, I'll be fully dulling my knife because we'll probably be struggling a lot more than normal. [i]If[/i] we do it before the year's out I'll be making sure Comet's guaranteed out, if not it'll probably have to wait until we've moved out... Although, I'm waiting until I think it's fully out of Noelle's mind so that there's at least a [i]bit[/i] of surprise. Looks like I'll have to reset the counter,\" the human joked. Noelle tried not to let her disappointment show; she did not succeed.\n\n\"Just clean up [i]real[/i] good and use a lot of air-freshener if you fuck on the kitchen bench or whatever. I know from experience that mom can smell pussy from a mile away,\" Dess chuckled through a grin. Asriel's cheeks flushed under his fur but he didn't say anything. Noelle just nodded sombrely; she already knew.\n\n\"Yeah. Probably would have done that anyway. Hygiene and all,\" Kris deadpanned.\n\nAsriel was up next and the bottle landed on Kris. The small human stared at their brother for a moment, pondering, then gave a shrug.\n\n\"Truth,\" Kris said evenly. They actually trusted Azzy's dares the least of anyone present, the little boy-scout would probably dare them to cook for Toriel for a week or something.\n\nAsriel didn't have to think long. The caprine glanced over at Noelle for a moment, then back to Kris, golden eyes looking a good deal more daring than usual. Alcohol, weed, and Noelle's little story all helped a lot to loosen him up.\n\n\"Yesterday morning, you were... Squeezing Noelle's neck, on the sides. What was that?\" the caprine asked, doing a surprisingly good job of keeping a blush off his cheeks. Dess had to hold back a laugh at her cinnamon-bun-boyfriend and Noelle took a drink to hide a chuckle herself.\n\n\"Breathplay,\" Kris said without hesitation, shameless as usual. \"Although that's a misnomer since you're restricting oxygen, not preventing breathing. I'm sure you already know the arteries on the side of the neck are almost entirely responsible for the flow of magic to the brain. Or blood in my case. You can block them lightly to make someone feel a bit light-headed and dizzy, or more fully and they'll be really spaced out, or black out entirely. If you're skilled you can keep someone right on the edge of it for a little while.\"\n\n\"Is that dangerous?\" Asriel asked calmly, and nobody missed his tone. Asking about the knife the prior morning, Asriel had been shocked and extremely anxious, in disbelief that it could be relatively safe; now he seemed to have more faith in Kris, assumptions erring on the side of trust.\n\n\"A little,\" Kris said simply. \"A lot of the heavier stuff is risky, but the risk is really low if you're not stupid about it.\"\n\n\"That's called RACK,\" Noelle interjected, always the more encyclopedic of the pair even in sexual matters. \"Risk Aware Consensual Kink. Knifeplay is the same. It means we both understand there's some risk involved, but we know what the risks are, accept them, and do everything we can to mitigate them... I mean, you take a risk every time you leave the house right? Granted something going wrong in breathplay is probably more likely than like, a car skidding off the road and hitting you on the sidewalk. But we don't do breathplay every single day,\" the doe girl explained with a chuckle. Azzy raised a brow, but Dess was more used to her little sister's occasionally morbid sense of humour.\n\n\"I never keep her there for more than thirty seconds at a time, and it wouldn't get risky until the minute mark,\" Kris added. \"Think about it. For surgery you're usually out for five minutes or more, in one block. Thirty seconds with breaks between is, all things considered, very low risk.\"\n\nAsriel shook his head a little, in very mild bewilderment. The Kris in front of him was occasionally unrecognizable. When Asriel was still living at home Kris was bright but so innocent, so dependent on him for everything. Once he'd moved out, Kris had grown despondent and quiet, unmotivated. They perked up when he visited but he could see through the veneer.\n\nBut... This Kris was new. Not 'bright,' but not emotionally flat-lining. Absolutely happy to see him, but not dependent on his presence for signs of life. The drive not only to get into a relationship and strike out enough to pursue these taboo things, but to be so [i]responsible[/i] about it. Independent, considerate, responsible and mature were all words that Asriel just couldn't have associated with Kris before, as bad as it sounded to even his own mind.\n\nThe pride was overcoming that glint of possessive envy.\n\nWith Kris' truth told the bottle was handed to Noelle. She spun, and it landed at nearly the exact mid-point between December and Asriel.\n\n\"Re-spin?\" Asriel offered, but Noelle shook her head. The deer's short, mousy muzzle had a small smile on it.\n\n\"Are you both okay with a truth?\" she asked. Asriel looked to Dess but Dess, ever the one with initiative, just shrugged without even glancing.\n\n\"Sure.\"\n\n\"Then I wanna know the same question you asked me. Your most wild and secret sexual fantasy, between you.\"\n\nKris' eyes immediately locked onto Dess' from under their fringe.\n\n\"You should probably field this one babe,\" Dess purred, matching Kris' stare. Asriel's lips pursed but it was zero surprise to the caprine that his girlfriend would pin the reply on him. He sighed softly after that pause, reaching up to scratch at the back of his neck. He could back out, everyone had made that clear. There was no demand. If he needed to put up a boundary, the others would respect it.\n\nBut... Noelle had spoken so frankly. Like Dess, there was some petty part of him that hated getting shown up by the younger siblings. How could he serve as an older brother, as a mentor and guide like he wanted to, how could he protect Kris if Kris outgrew him? It seemed like maybe Noelle would talk, maybe reassure Asriel that he didn't have to answer, before his muzzle opened, powering through a blush that covered the top of his muzzle.\n\n\"Group sex,\" the caprine monster said, too fast and almost snapping the words. Kris had to hold back a smirk from seeing their older brother, almost two feet taller than them and with a decidedly jock-like build, pulling his knees up to his chest like a shy middle-schooler. Asriel pushed himself to take a breath and calm down in the surprised silence that followed while Dess - demonstrating that she wasn't [i]always[/i] a remorseless shit-stirrer - laid a paw to his back. \"Specifically, uh... With... Strangers. Or, as much strangers as would still be trustworthy. Dess and I have been to a few frat parties. We were, uh...\" Asriel tried to say, but his voice hitched for a moment.\n\nDess' hand got a little firmer on his back but she didn't bail him out like Kris did Noelle. Partially because it was fun watching him squirm but also because she wanted to see him working on his boldness. Asriel's paw went to half hide his burning face, but he pushed himself anyway. [i]Noelle did this. I can too.[/i]\n\n\"We thought that, um... That the guys could... Share me around,\" Asriel breathed out through his nerves. \"With a blindfold on. Take turns... Fucking me, wherever they wanted, as many as they wanted. Like a toy. That Dess would watch, and look after me, maybe... Join in, once I was settled and, y'know. In the moment and stuff.\"\n\nKris took the opportunity to grin, Noelle trying not to giggle given how obviously self-conscious Asriel was.\n\n\"That's a good one,\" the younger doe said with a surprisingly warm smile. \"Sounds like a lot of fun, honestly.\"\n\n\"It does,\" Dess said, and a sly grin spread over her muzzle as she glanced over at Asriel. \"Then I suppose now is a good time to tell you. I've been talking to Terry.\"\n\nAsriel's eyes shot wide. \"You didn't-\"\n\n\"I didn't confirm anything. But I talked out the idea with him, and he said that if you're interested in going ahead with it he thinks a good half of the frat would be chill and down with the idea. And, you know them, they ain't a bunch of apes, they'd treat you right. We'd schedule tests for anyone interested, make sure everyone's clean so we can really go all out, make sure you could tap out at any time.\"\n\nAsriel's shock only increased. Even if he'd ever entertained the idea of [i]actually[/i] going through with it he couldn't even imagine the idea of everyone being safe to go bareback, and the idea that it could be even better than his fantasies was...\n\n\"Damn. Winding up with an entire frat's worth of seed dripping from every hole... That's a hell of a thought,\" Kris purred, lazily picking up the bottle from where it lay between the group.\n\n\"Kris!\" Noelle barked. \"Don't tease him! It must have been a lot of effort to say all that!\"\n\n\"I'm not teasing,\" Kris assured. Their scarlet eyes didn't leave Asriel's, peeked from under their bangs. \"It really does sound like a damn good idea. Hell, sounds like something I'd like to join in on.\"\n\nAzzy felt like his soul was going to leap out of his mouth. [i]They... They didn't say [/i]where[i] they'd like to join. Kris doesn't seem like much of a bottom. They can't mean...?[/i]\n\n\"But,\" Kris said sharply, cutting off Asriel's thoughts, \"I do have one little problem with it.\"\n\nAngel, but their gaze was intense. The grin dropped, their head slightly tilted down and eyes piercing from behind their hair. All trace of humour vanished in an instant. Asriel felt his chest tighten up just from the expression; it was the same look Kris had given Noelle the other morning.\n\n\"What's that?\" Dess asked casually, while Asriel's throat was just a little bit too dry to do so. Kris was holding up the bottle, delicately balancing the bottom of it on one finger.\n\n\"I think you're lying.\"\n\n\"What?\" Noelle asked. She was more than a little confused that Kris was clearly pulling out their Knight demeanour, but she also wasn't about to be too confrontational about it. They were scary when they were like that. \"Why would he lie about it? Why would he want us to think that he was into something like that if he wasn't?\"\n\n\"I didn't say that,\" Kris replied, icily calm. \"I think he's into it, but I think there's more. Something darker, yet darker.\"\n\n\"What makes you think that?\" Dess asked, managing to hold back a smirk. Kris' lips only slightly twitched.\n\n\"You learn a lot living in the same room with someone for so long. Thousands, tens of thousands of hours together, y'know?\" Kris said. Despite their voice still being as cold and heavy as iron, a tiny hint of a purr tinted it. \"You start to notice ways they look at you. Little signs in their body language. Maybe, occasionally, you might hear them say things during their sleep that they really don't want their innocent little sibling overhearing.\"\n\nAsriel knew he probably should have laughed it off. Shrugged, waved a paw, scoffed. Even looked away, looked to Dess for a save, taken a drink, [i]anything[/i] other than just stare at Kris like his sibling held his entire life as an effigy in their hands with a hammer poised over it.\n\nNoelle could clearly see something was happening beyond the surface but couldn't think what it could be, let alone what to say, and just sipped from her drink. Dess didn't want to interrupt. Kris continued.\n\n\"You don't have to say anything. But if you weren't telling the truth, I should probably give you a dare as punishment, right?\"\n\nFor a small eternity the siblings stared at each other. Neither wanted to act; Asriel because he felt like his life was a glass leaning off the edge of a table, Kris because they were content to let Azzy simmer like that for a while.\n\nEventually, Kris' hand moved to grip the base of the bottle, and offer the neck of it towards Asriel.\n\n\"So. Should I give you a dare...?\"\n\nAsriel continued to stare. Slowly, just slightly trembling, he reached out for the bottle; only for Kris pull it just barely out of reach at the last moment.\n\n\"But,\" they added, \"if I'm right. If my theory is right...\" the human trailed off a bit. For all their domineering persona they weren't devoid of nerves, they themself having to subtly take a breath to calm their voice before they spoke. Thankfully their gaze remained completely unwavering. \"Then, that darker fantasy of yours might just be mutual.\"\n\nThe hammer dropped, and Asriel felt the breath pushed out of his lungs. Kris' arm came forward and pushed the bottle into his paw, but neither black bars swimming in golden pools nor burning rubies with their inlaid opals left each other. Asriel hesitated but eventually, finally, took the bottle, fingers closing around it and pulling it from Kris' grip. Just the act felt like a confession.\n\nHis mind raced in an attempt to come up with any explanation for the exchange other than the obvious.\n\nHe couldn't find one.\n\n\"Are... You two okay?\" Noelle finally managed to ask, uneasily looking between the two. The outside voice put a crack in the atmosphere but only a small one, definitely not enough to shatter it.\n\n\"Yeah,\" Asriel rasped, clearing his throat and taking a quick but deep sip from his drink. Kris finally let a tiny smirk spread over their lips. They weren't done.\n\n\"Yeah. Hey, how about we leave the punishment to fate?... Some classic spin the bottle since it's here. Gotta kiss who it lands on. A real good one. Lots of tongue.\"\n\nAsriel only barely managed to avoid looking just as shocked as before. [i]It wouldn't... I couldn't be that unlucky right...?[/i] Dess couldn't hold herself back any longer, though, and let out a snort.\n\n\"What if it lands on himself?\"\n\n\"I've seen how flexible he can be, he can give his own lips a kiss,\" Kris said casually and the older deer let out an obnoxious cackle before swallowing down a gulp from her rum premix.\n\n[i]What if it lands on you...?[/i] Asriel refused to voice the thought. [i]I can back out. If that happens I'll back out. I'd want to back out. Right...?[/i]\n\nAsriel didn't linger on it. He gulped and placed the bottle down.\n\nHe spun it.\n\nNoelle stared, confused but transfixed.\n\nDess leered a grin.\n\nKris smirked.\n\nTheir crimson eyes burned with their will.\n\nOne rotation.\n\nTwo.\n\nThe bottle slowed.\n\nThe bottle stopped.\n\nNoelle's eyes widened.\n\nDess bit down on the corner of her lips.\n\nAsriel's soul hammered.\n\nHe tried to blame fortune, but part of him had already been certain where it would land.\n\nKris slowly glanced up from where the neck of the bottle pointed directly, precisely at them.\n\n\"What a spin,\" they said evenly, smirk implacable.\n\n\"Remember you don't have to,\" Noelle assured, nerves infecting her voice. She was starting to piece together the hidden, unspoken conversation she had been missing.\n\n\"That's right,\" Kris agreed. \"Although... After lying to us, and leaving the punishment to fate... I mean, I'm not too superstitious, but that seems like a way to invite some pretty bad luck.\"\n\n\"Kris!\" Noelle snapped. \"Don't pressure him!\"\n\nKris scoffed a bit but waved a hand. They'd shifted to the side, legs still splayed out haphazardly with one hand on the ground beside them for balance, the other coming to rest on their thigh. The pose was unquestionably inviting.\n\n\"Sorry, sorry... But it's really not that big a deal is it? It's not like we're related.\"\n\n\"Of course it's a big deal!\" Asriel barked. \"We've lived together for so long, we're siblings, we-\"\n\n\"-we're adults, we're consenting, there's nothing between us that would create a power imbalance anymore,\" Kris said with calm authority. \"I don't see anyone around here who's going to spontaneously combust, do you?\"\n\nAsriel didn't have anything for that, staring at his younger sibling in disbelief and anxiety. Anxiety because it was becoming increasingly difficult to deny what Kris had clearly been angling towards, or to deny himself.\n\n\"Remember you can back down,\" Dess said, and the blow to Asriel's mind was so intense he could have sworn it was audible.\n\nTo anyone outside it would have seemed like reassurance, but to Asriel it was the final crack to his resolve. Both of them had a mildly unhealthy manipulative streak to them that they'd inherited from their mothers; while Asriel used pity and guilt, Dess used humiliation and disappointment. They were both aware of it and forever trying to work on it. But every so often, at times where they were either sure it would be for the other's benefit or occasionally just out of sheer selfishness, they didn't hold back. And the very slight tone of disappointment in Dess' voice, that voice like Asriel 'could' decline but she would forever think less of him for it, was exactly one of those moments.\n\nAsriel was fully aware she'd used 'That' voice with him, but given his body was already screaming at him to say fuck it and throw away his reservations and fears, it was just the last nail pried out from the coffin's lid.\n\nThe caprine rolled the bottle off to Dess who subtly slid it out of the way fully. He pushed himself to his feet, took a single step and then fell to his knees, straddled either side of Kris' thigh with his hands on the ground for balance. It put the height differential between him and his sibling in full display as he stared down at them.\n\nKris flicked their hair right as Asriel knelt, leaving one eye exposed. Their expression remained icy, though in truth they could feel their heart hammering just as hard as Asriel's. In anticipation and anxiety, excitement and fear. For all of their stoic disposition it wasn't a position they ever, ever would have expected to [i]actually[/i] find themself in.\n\n\"Is this what you want?\" Asriel asked, sounding more calm than he had in a very long few minutes. Everyone present knew that Asriel was surprisingly capable of steel nerves when he pushed his doubts down, that spark of leadership he usually only showed in studies and sport, and he was attempting to utilize it in that moment.\n\n\"That was the dare,\" Kris said, unflinching.\n\n\"That wasn't what I asked,\" Asriel countered immediately, and a tiny smirk pulled at Kris' mouth. Asriel's golden eyes just narrowed. \"Kris... You're trying really hard to act cool, calm and collected, aren't you? But, your cheeks... They're almost as red as your eyes.\"\n\n\"Really?... I didn't notice,\" Kris said, though they had to physically bite their tongue not to smirk wider. The invulnerable dom persona was starting to crumble, but it wasn't their fear and anxiety that was winning out. They could feel an almost giddy excitement spreading over them, not helped by just how taboo and absurd the situation felt.\n\n\"Is this what you want, Kris?\" Asriel repeated himself, more firmly. His hands moved from the grass to rest up on Kris' shoulders, and the human got an even better idea of the boss monster's size and weight.\n\n\"Yes,\" Kris finally said. Such a simple word, three letters, just one single syllable, and Asriel could barely even believe the sound of it. The caprine's hard expression melted a bit, his whole body slumping down a bit on top of Kris' leg.\n\n\"Have you-\"\n\n\"For years,\" Kris outright laughed as their persona finally melted from them fully. \"C'mon Azzy, I know you're a cinnamon bun but you [i]have[/i] to have realized. You were shorter than me until you were, what, fifteen?... Then it felt like you grew an inch every fucking day for months straight, but you never stopped wanting to cuddle up during movies or crawl into my sheets when you had a nightmare. My 'kid' brother turned into the Hometown Heart-throb overnight, [i]right[/i] as I was starting to discover attraction? Was pretty easy to not see you as the brother I grew up with since you [i]look nothing like him.\"[/i] Stating it all outright was surreal but damn did it feel good to do it.\n\n\"[b]KISS ALREADY[/b]\" Dess finally screeched from behind Asriel, losing her patience as she crushed her can and tossed it vaguely towards the group's bin. Noelle had already scooted over to sit beside her sister and gave her a firm elbow in the ribs, glaring at her with red cheeks. She had no idea what to think of the developments, far too blindsided, but she [i]did[/i] know she didn't want to ruin the moment. Her bottom line was that she loved Kris far too much to even consider not supporting them.\n\nAsriel was about to turn to yell at her but Kris' hands suddenly on his cheeks stopped him, hints of soft skin between both Asriel's fur and Kris' fingerless gloves. Kris couldn't pull themself up between Asriel's height and weight, but they were able to just barely press their fingertips to the beginning of the back of his neck, pulling and guiding his face down suddenly until the wide-eyed goat monster was lingering just in front of their lips.\n\n\"It's your dare, Azzy. Can't do it for you,\" Kris teased in a feather-soft voice. Both could smell the mixed intoxicants on each others' breath. Could feel magical and physical heat mingling between them. Could feel what felt like a lifetime of bottled feelings and wants, as thick as oil, bubbling under an impossibly thick layer of repression, of guilt and shame and self blame. The subconscious belief that Undyne or Toriel would jump out of a bush and either arrest or incinerate them on the spot was almost impossible to shake, that a simple inch of movement would somehow end the world.\n\nAsriel's head dipped. A match dropped. Thin black lips pressed gently to full pale-pink ones, the world did not end, and the fire that engulfed them wasn't from an enraged mother. All that guilt, all that shame, it couldn't hold a candle to what ignited under them. So many weekend mornings spent cuddling, so many summers lazing around in only barely enough clothes to be decent, the smells and sights of two puberties and a maelstrom of hormones raging right next to each other, the screaming of urges silenced for years.\n\nIt took mere seconds for that delicate touch of lips to devolve completely into the two desperately kissing, Kris' balance lasting for only a few short moments before they were on their back. Asriel tried to pull back to check on them but even the briefest sign of pulling back saw Kris' hands gripping tighter, refusing to let him leave; he needed only the barest of encouragement to abandon the concern. Asriel's tongue was large but still absolutely manageable compared to a certain dragon, though it did compete with Noelle's for dexterity; Kris' tongue to Asriel felt like a weaker version of Dess', and it gave him some confidence in how easily he could overpower them, but the softness of those human lips was an entirely new sensation and it felt like addiction was instant.\n\nBehind them Dess snorted out a quiet laugh, while Noelle's cheeks were starting to burn much brighter. What had begun as a bewildering and conflicting yet strangely touching moment was quickly developing into a level of passion that both felt a bit awkward to just be casually witnessing, though Noelle much more so than her sister.\n\n\"Should we, um... Should we give them privacy do you think...?\" Noelle half-whispered, keeping her drink at mouth-level just to feel at least a little bit occupied. Dess just shrugged dismissively.\n\n\"If they wanted privacy they picked the wrong moment to give their weird true love confessions or whatever,\" the older deer sneered, though she was grinning. She could be inclined to jealousy but a step-sibling crush was too far removed to feel like a threat to her. \"Besides, you write that fanfiction shit don't you? It'll make the horny sibling stuff way more believable if you've actually seen it,\" Dess cackled.\n\nNoelle felt like even her fur turned red.\n\n\"Step-siblings, am I right? Do you think they're actually like this often?\" the older Holiday continued. \"That or we just picked a couple of real fucken' weirdos. I mean, can you imagine crushing on me? That would be-\" Dess asked with another scoff, finally glancing over.\n\nHer casual grin dropped completely when she saw that Noelle's nose was burning only marginally dimmer than the fire not far from them.\n\n\"I-\" Noelle began, too late.\n\n\"You [i]can't[/i] be serious,\" Dess breathed out, jaw slack.\n\n\"It-! It's not-! I don't-!\" Noelle burst out, waving her hands furiously.\n\n\"I saw that look!\"\n\n\"I just-\"\n\n\"Noelle, what the hell!\"\n\n\"[b]LET ME EXPLAIN![/b]\" Noelle hissed, trying to keep their mutual volume level low enough that Azzy and Kris wouldn't hear them. Dess, finally, stopped interrupting her and sat with her arms crossed. She didn't look [i]angry[/i] but... She was definitely judging. Whether it was playful or not was too hard to tell.\n\n\"Explain, then.\"\n\n\"Look, I just...\" Noelle sighed, fighting off some of her anxiety to get her words right. She could hardly look at Dess, eyes decidedly to the side; the one that didn't have their partners furiously swapping spit. \"Before I transitioned, you were the best example of what I'd be like if I was a girl.\"\n\n\"Uhuh.\"\n\n\"And... You were always so cool... You still are. Everyone calls me brave for transitioning but that's so annoying. You always had the bravery to stand up to mom, to dress how you wanted, to [i]be[/i] how you wanted, stuff I never had the courage for. I wanted to be you so bad. And, well, y'know... That stuff people say, like, 'I don't know if I want to be her or be with her'...?\"\n\nDess' severe expression cracked a bit. It was weird, but it was also [i]very[/i] funny, and it wasn't like she'd ever been the type to get all self-righteous about morality when nobody was getting hurt.\n\n\"So, what, you wanted to be me so hard that you...?\"\n\n\"I just... I dunno! Sometimes I had dreams about becoming you or trading places with you. I... A long time ago, I-I'd sometimes have dreams about you, like, dressing me up, or-\"\n\n\"Dear Angel that time I put makeup on you when my friends were staying over-\"\n\n\"Th-that, I-\"\n\n\"-and we put you in that [i]really[/i] short skirt-\"\n\n\"-I, it was a really nice skirt-\"\n\n\"-and you kept squeezing your legs together really tightly-\"\n\n\"NO NO NO I WAS JUST-\"\n\n\"Did I turn you trans?!\"\n\n\"[b]DESS![/b]\" Noelle burst out then quickly covered her muzzle, looking over to Kris and Asriel; they hadn't even noticed, so she glared back at her sister, even though she probably could've indeed served as a navigational device during a blizzard. \"You know that's not a thing!! I wanted to be a girl way before that!!\"\n\n\"But I didn't help, huh?\" Dess asked, trying to stay calm, but finally she couldn't hold back and snorted a laugh before cracking up completely right afterwards.\n\n\"You're just teasing me!\"\n\n\"Of course I'm just teasing you, you fucking [i]dweeb,[/i] you can't turn someone trans.\"\n\n\"ANGEL you're so mean!\"\n\n\"Maybe... But, y'know what you are, [i]little sis?\"[/i] Dess asked, voice melodic. Noelle gulped as that wolfish grin was turned on her instead.\n\n\"Um... I don't kn-\"\n\n\"A liar. You lied about your weirdest fantasy. And Kris showed us what happens to liars, right Noelle...?\" December purred. She threw her near-empty can of rum to the side, and Noelle squeaked as those leering eyes closed in on her.\n\n\"D-Dess..?!\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The night and following day passed with relatively little incident. Music and bad karaoke, trading their newest scary stories, and a few lazy Mewtube videos huddled up in sleeping bags around the laptop in their tent. In the morning they checked on their old favourite hiking trail, then Kris gave everyone an impromptu seminar on their latest discoveries in their witchcraft hobby to relax a bit. They showed off some tarot reading but wouldn't tell anyone why the Ace of Cups' constant appearance was making them giggle.

A fairly quick but strenuous journey to gather and chop up some firewood in preparation for whenever they came back followed, made much faster with Kris and Asriel's significantly heightened fitness since their last trip. It was Dess and Noelle's turn to make dinner, during which Kris and Asriel half-jogged their way to the nearest shops to stock up on alcohol for what was meant to be a big final night.

It was a slightly awkward journey for Kris, at least. Asriel seemed pretty unbothered, maybe even outright unaware, but then of course he would be liable to pass Kris' uneasy mood off as standard Kris eccentricity. A nonverbal mood, maybe a slightly dissociated one. Either way Kris wanted to keep their thoughts fairly private for the time being, and Asriel respected it without challenge.

By the time they got back they were thankful to not see one of Dess' infamous kitchen fires (that only happened twice!!) but rather more than enough of the Holiday family's infamously good vegan burgers for everyone. Mid way through dinner, with night starting to fall and the fire, lit early for cooking, crackling between them, Dess gave... Well, her equivalent of a toast, maybe.

"We have to do this final night right! I know we were all very tired last night," Dess sneered towards Asriel specifically, getting a frumpy glare in reply. "But if we have granny hours every night, we won't be able to show our faces at campus."

"You won't. I have no such image to protect," Asriel teased. He didn't mind sacrificing his own pride to get a shot on Dess.

The deer girl just scoffed as she procured a bottle of Jagermeister from her pack, the only actual spirit anyone had brought. Rather than go to the trouble of making bombs she simply opened the bottle, cracked open a can of energy drink, then took what had to be two shots' worth of a swig from the Jager before washing it down with as much energy drink as she could handle in one go. She followed with a burp loud enough to scare birds from their homes in every direction.

Noelle and Asriel both grimaced, while Kris was quick to jump up and snatch the bottle from the grungy deer with a grin.

"Think you have what it takes, little human?" Dess asked, crossing her arms and leering.

"I've been practicing," Kris assured her calmly before throwing their head back, once for the Jager and then for the energy drink.

"You come at the King, you best not miss."

Kris just held up a finger, first Noelle and Asriel's, then Dess' eyes likewise widening as the human just... Didn't stop. Not until they straightened back up, crushed the empty can between their hands, and threw it in the general direction of the communal bin. The air was thick with an ominous tension as three sets of eyes stared, too afraid to blink.

The belch that followed shook the very foundation of the forest. Squirrels fled into trees, fish hid under rock, raccoons and badgers prayed under the earth with their families. Somewhere distant, a dragon girl enjoying beer and instant noodles for dinner - a rare indulgence given her girlfriend's doting nature - touched her cheek in confusion as an inexplicable tear of pride rolled down it.

Back at the campsite Dess was making an elaborate show of handing over an imagined crown to Kris. Asriel had a look of total disbelief plastered on his face and Noelle was trying not to giggle while groaning in mock disapproval.

Eventually even Asriel was convinced to take a hefty shot of the stuff and follow it with a full can of liquefied hyperactivity - largely inspired by how happily Noelle had partaken - and the group much more slowly sipped at more drinks over dinner. Dess followed this up with procuring a bong from her pack; Asriel needed far less convincing of that one, always more a fan of weed than alcohol, and Kris motioned for their turn after.

None disagreed with Dess' desire to let loose. Their final night in the woods signalled that they would soon be back to more controlled environs. There was no getting around Toriel or Comet, not for anything ambitious. No doubt at all that any further partner swapping would be out of the question. Each wrestled to their own degrees with the undeniable disappointment of that fact, from Kris' open awareness of it to Asriel only barely admitting it to himself. And each, regardless of where those levels initially stood, felt the invading chemicals chipping away at them.

All of them were sitting on the larger torn-down log in front of the fire, shoulder to shoulder to help spread the warmth around. Kris on one end and Asriel at the other, tilted a bit to the side so that he could freely strum away at an acoustic guitar that the musical goat had of course managed to bring along, singing along with the rest of the group sometimes joining in; at least he wasn't 'jokingly' playing overly stereotypical campfire songs just to be a pest ("yet," he'd threatened) and was instead sticking to his much less cliche original compositions for his band, Radical Dreamer. He always put a bit of a blues spin on them when it was just him with an acoustic, and it suited both the mood and the tone of the acoustic instrument.

Kris had donned a short black skirt over two sets of thick leggings to keep warm, along with a baggy zip-up hoodie, yellow and green. A touch of style offset it in the form of a turtleneck top and fingerless arm-warmers, both black, under the half-ironic throwback. Noelle in a dark green blazer over a cutesy red top with frilly shoulders and a long matching frilled skirt, her thick fur under providing plenty enough warmth along with the fire. Dess was drowning in a completely oversized black hoodie that was actually one of Asriel's edgier articles of clothing along with plain black jeans, while Asriel himself was typically bookish in a plain grey sweater, a burgundy scarf and dark brown slacks.

Occasionally someone would strike some conversation, about school or classes, extended family or friends both new and old, but mostly they sat in silence but for Asriel's music. Not that it was an uncomfortable silence, there was a serenity in being reunited after so long separated and free from studies, especially for Asriel who was characteristically taking on far too many units. But everyone could sense that there was a tension building, an unspoken desire that felt shared yet nobody felt quite certain enough to give voice to it.

Dess, as seemed to be a trend, was the one to finally make a move. She polished off the bottle of beer she was working through, seemed to consider tossing it into or at least towards their rubbish bag for just a moment, then pulled her longish muzzle into a wolfish grin.

"It wouldn't be a camping trip without truth or dare, would it?"

"Absolutely not," Asriel said without looking up from his guitar. His eyes flashed in realization, but Dess was too quick.

"So you agree?"

"Dess-"

"Don't be a baby Azzy. You know nobody's gonna actually get testy if someone puts up a hard limit."

"Can always use 'Mercy' if you want to stop," Kris said evenly. They and Dess shared a knowing grin with each other.

"I'm only down if Azzy is," Noelle threw in, looking over to the caprine monster with a patient, lopsided smile. "These two have been kind of rough on you this trip, haven't they?... We don't have to if you don't want to."

Asriel sighed a bit at that, putting his guitar down against the log. It was a beat-up and cheap old instrument he didn't mind getting dirty. He gave Noelle the same kind of smile right back at her.

"It's fine, Noelle. They are kind of being jerks," he huffed, shooting a scowl at his girlfriend and sibling, "but not too badly. I have to be pretty tough to deal with Dess all the time," the caprine laughed. "But she's pretty good at seeing the signs of when I'm actually getting upset. As long as they both respect it if I say it's enough, then yeah. I won't be a stick in the mud."

Asriel stood up at that, moving to sit beside the log so the group could get in a rough circle. It gave Noelle a moment to look back over at Kris, shooting the human a quick subtle wink. Good Cop, despite being named for a myth, was a well-practiced role for the younger Holiday.

"Alright," Dess said decisively. "Spinner gets to ask truth or dare of whoever the bottle lands on. Gotta have something in place to stop the hyenas from picking on the weakest in the pack," the doe explained as she sat next to Asriel.

"... You're the hyena here, Dess," Asriel snapped bluntly.

"I know. Shame I can't fuck you with my clit," Dess hummed in reply, getting a snort from Kris and head-shake from Noelle. "Since you were the least sure, you can have the honour of the first spin." December had a self-assured smirk that made it completely transparent she was scheming, but then, that was pretty much her default state.

Asriel took the bottle with a suspicious glare and waited for the others to seat themselves. Dess to his right leaning against one end of the log, Noelle on his left cross-legged and looking polite and patient, Kris with their back to the fire, one leg splayed and propped up by their hands resting on the ground behind them.

Asriel placed the bottle down, and spun it firmly.

The first round was simple enough; the bottle stopped with the neck pointed to Noelle and she picked truth. Asriel, ever wanting to check on the younger pair (and, quietly, feel a bit more involved in their lives), asked about the most trouble Noelle had gotten in that he and Dess didn't know about. Noelle followed with a long story - made longer by constant teasing interruptions - about how she'd first told Susie she was trans.

During a sleepover Susie had surprisingly been the first one to initiate a proper make-out session between them, prompting Noelle to decide she should spill the information on the extremely minor chance it was a problem. Unfortunately Comet arrived home early and walked in at that precise moment, blowing up at them and driving Susie home. It took another five days, Noelle too terrified to broach the topic on top of being grounded for three months, before Susie finally confronted Noelle. The reason she was so bewildered wasn't that she was put off as Noelle had feared, but rather that she had assumed she was the only trans person in the school, let alone the class.

"What about Kris??" Dess laughed.

"She thought that's just how humans are."

"I regret correcting her. Just added to the cryptid vibes," Kris sighed dramatically. Noelle hugged them in response and ruffled up their hair with a grin.

"Don't worry Kris, you still have plenty of cryptid vibes left over," the doe assured, and Kris pushed down their mushiness aversion at least long enough to give a satisfied smile.

Noelle spun next and it landed opposite her on her sister. Dess smirked and called for a dare, but got a hard lesson in underestimating her sister's malice when Noelle leaned between the group to whisper into her ear. Dess made an absolutely sour face, standing up and grumbling something about 'zoomers' despite being in the same generation range; Kris very nearly snorted beer from their nose watching Dess suddenly break into flossing for ten seconds. The level of raw indignation on her face only made it funnier.

Kris came up next, and when the bottle landed on Noelle they simply dared (commanded) her to take a particularly large hit of the bong, as the only person who hadn't. Surprising both Dess and Asriel, she shrugged and did as asked with no hesitation.

"Decided to follow your sister's footsteps and become a true failure in the eyes of the Angel and our beloved mother besides, huh?" Dess asked right before Noelle exhaled, leaning back to do so. Noelle just scoffed.

"I still get top marks and I already got an acceptance letter from Homecity College. She can suck it."

"Oh... I'm so proud of you," Dess sobbed with an exaggerated sniffle, while Kris handed the bottle to her. She spun it, and it seemed like some payback was in order when it came to rest on Noelle. The younger deer took one look at the outright predatory grin her sister was making, and couldn't help but back down.

"Truth."

Unfortunately, Dess was far too devious to be allayed by something so simple. Her question was nearly immediate.

"What's your wildest sexual fantasy?"

Noelle's shoulders dropped. She should've known Dess would in no way go easy on her.

"Dess, that's a bit-" Asriel tried to intervene, but December's expression stopped him. Even though her grin didn't vanish, her eyes were fierce. In truth the elder Holiday was still feeling a bit vindictive. Noelle had shown off some knifeplay with Kris then face-fucked her boyfriend, and she'd, what... Pegged Azzy? Kissed Kris in the lake? She had a competitive streak, perhaps a petty streak, and Noelle was way ahead on her sister's internal scoreboard.

But after a moment of Noelle's mind racing Kris' hand came to the doe's shoulder, drawing her eyes to them. A tiny hint of red peeked up from under their chaotic bangs, but from their smile alone Noelle could read the expression. Comforting but also encouraging, gentle with just a tiny dash of tease. You don't have to answer. But you can. You've grown so much stronger.

Noelle steeled herself, and her gaze matched her older sister's, given strength by Kris' comforting presence on her shoulder. Dess expression remained firm but she was silently a bit taken aback by just how much Noelle was taking after her, even during her absence.

A little spark of pride welled in her again.

"It's... Something Kris and I have t-talked about a bit, actually. We just haven't had the chance yet," Noelle said, fighting off the tiny bit of tremble in her voice. Fidgeting with her cider bottle helped. "It's, um. A 'home invasion' kind of thing. I, um, I want them to come into my home sometime when I'm not expecting them. In a disguise, like, with a face mask and unusual clothes maybe. And, sneak in, and-"

"She wants me to pretend to rape her," Kris said nonchalantly. Dess had pieced it together near immediately but Asriel nearly choked on his drink; Noelle, whose 'nose blush' was usually just a bright red colour, was literally glowing with magic in mirror of her father's namesake.

"Yes. I want them to use a knife, maybe, drag me out of bed. Entirely without breaking character. Th-they could wear contacts or a wig even. I want it to be as believable as possible... It's been a guilty fantasy for a long time, but, when I first told Kris they didn't judge me at all. I-in fact, they immediately started suggesting ways we could actually do it, and... Well. They have a copy of the front door key," Noelle admitted, her glow not going down at all.

"That's-!" Asriel began, but cut himself off. He stared at the pair for a moment as they matched his gaze, blinked a few times, then scratched the back of his head. "Well... It's pretty intense, but. I guess nobody's actually getting hurt, huh..?"

"That's right," Kris said evenly. "We have a safe-word, I'll be fully dulling my knife because we'll probably be struggling a lot more than normal. If we do it before the year's out I'll be making sure Comet's guaranteed out, if not it'll probably have to wait until we've moved out... Although, I'm waiting until I think it's fully out of Noelle's mind so that there's at least a bit of surprise. Looks like I'll have to reset the counter," the human joked. Noelle tried not to let her disappointment show; she did not succeed.

"Just clean up real good and use a lot of air-freshener if you fuck on the kitchen bench or whatever. I know from experience that mom can smell pussy from a mile away," Dess chuckled through a grin. Asriel's cheeks flushed under his fur but he didn't say anything. Noelle just nodded sombrely; she already knew.

"Yeah. Probably would have done that anyway. Hygiene and all," Kris deadpanned.

Asriel was up next and the bottle landed on Kris. The small human stared at their brother for a moment, pondering, then gave a shrug.

"Truth," Kris said evenly. They actually trusted Azzy's dares the least of anyone present, the little boy-scout would probably dare them to cook for Toriel for a week or something.

Asriel didn't have to think long. The caprine glanced over at Noelle for a moment, then back to Kris, golden eyes looking a good deal more daring than usual. Alcohol, weed, and Noelle's little story all helped a lot to loosen him up.

"Yesterday morning, you were... Squeezing Noelle's neck, on the sides. What was that?" the caprine asked, doing a surprisingly good job of keeping a blush off his cheeks. Dess had to hold back a laugh at her cinnamon-bun-boyfriend and Noelle took a drink to hide a chuckle herself.

"Breathplay," Kris said without hesitation, shameless as usual. "Although that's a misnomer since you're restricting oxygen, not preventing breathing. I'm sure you already know the arteries on the side of the neck are almost entirely responsible for the flow of magic to the brain. Or blood in my case. You can block them lightly to make someone feel a bit light-headed and dizzy, or more fully and they'll be really spaced out, or black out entirely. If you're skilled you can keep someone right on the edge of it for a little while."

"Is that dangerous?" Asriel asked calmly, and nobody missed his tone. Asking about the knife the prior morning, Asriel had been shocked and extremely anxious, in disbelief that it could be relatively safe; now he seemed to have more faith in Kris, assumptions erring on the side of trust.

"A little," Kris said simply. "A lot of the heavier stuff is risky, but the risk is really low if you're not stupid about it."

"That's called RACK," Noelle interjected, always the more encyclopedic of the pair even in sexual matters. "Risk Aware Consensual Kink. Knifeplay is the same. It means we both understand there's some risk involved, but we know what the risks are, accept them, and do everything we can to mitigate them... I mean, you take a risk every time you leave the house right? Granted something going wrong in breathplay is probably more likely than like, a car skidding off the road and hitting you on the sidewalk. But we don't do breathplay every single day," the doe girl explained with a chuckle. Azzy raised a brow, but Dess was more used to her little sister's occasionally morbid sense of humour.

"I never keep her there for more than thirty seconds at a time, and it wouldn't get risky until the minute mark," Kris added. "Think about it. For surgery you're usually out for five minutes or more, in one block. Thirty seconds with breaks between is, all things considered, very low risk."

Asriel shook his head a little, in very mild bewilderment. The Kris in front of him was occasionally unrecognizable. When Asriel was still living at home Kris was bright but so innocent, so dependent on him for everything. Once he'd moved out, Kris had grown despondent and quiet, unmotivated. They perked up when he visited but he could see through the veneer.

But... This Kris was new. Not 'bright,' but not emotionally flat-lining. Absolutely happy to see him, but not dependent on his presence for signs of life. The drive not only to get into a relationship and strike out enough to pursue these taboo things, but to be so responsible about it. Independent, considerate, responsible and mature were all words that Asriel just couldn't have associated with Kris before, as bad as it sounded to even his own mind.

The pride was overcoming that glint of possessive envy.

With Kris' truth told the bottle was handed to Noelle. She spun, and it landed at nearly the exact mid-point between December and Asriel.

"Re-spin?" Asriel offered, but Noelle shook her head. The deer's short, mousy muzzle had a small smile on it.

"Are you both okay with a truth?" she asked. Asriel looked to Dess but Dess, ever the one with initiative, just shrugged without even glancing.

"Sure."

"Then I wanna know the same question you asked me. Your most wild and secret sexual fantasy, between you."

Kris' eyes immediately locked onto Dess' from under their fringe.

"You should probably field this one babe," Dess purred, matching Kris' stare. Asriel's lips pursed but it was zero surprise to the caprine that his girlfriend would pin the reply on him. He sighed softly after that pause, reaching up to scratch at the back of his neck. He could back out, everyone had made that clear. There was no demand. If he needed to put up a boundary, the others would respect it.

But... Noelle had spoken so frankly. Like Dess, there was some petty part of him that hated getting shown up by the younger siblings. How could he serve as an older brother, as a mentor and guide like he wanted to, how could he protect Kris if Kris outgrew him? It seemed like maybe Noelle would talk, maybe reassure Asriel that he didn't have to answer, before his muzzle opened, powering through a blush that covered the top of his muzzle.

"Group sex," the caprine monster said, too fast and almost snapping the words. Kris had to hold back a smirk from seeing their older brother, almost two feet taller than them and with a decidedly jock-like build, pulling his knees up to his chest like a shy middle-schooler. Asriel pushed himself to take a breath and calm down in the surprised silence that followed while Dess - demonstrating that she wasn't always a remorseless shit-stirrer - laid a paw to his back. "Specifically, uh... With... Strangers. Or, as much strangers as would still be trustworthy. Dess and I have been to a few frat parties. We were, uh..." Asriel tried to say, but his voice hitched for a moment.

Dess' hand got a little firmer on his back but she didn't bail him out like Kris did Noelle. Partially because it was fun watching him squirm but also because she wanted to see him working on his boldness. Asriel's paw went to half hide his burning face, but he pushed himself anyway. Noelle did this. I can too.

"We thought that, um... That the guys could... Share me around," Asriel breathed out through his nerves. "With a blindfold on. Take turns... Fucking me, wherever they wanted, as many as they wanted. Like a toy. That Dess would watch, and look after me, maybe... Join in, once I was settled and, y'know. In the moment and stuff."

Kris took the opportunity to grin, Noelle trying not to giggle given how obviously self-conscious Asriel was.

"That's a good one," the younger doe said with a surprisingly warm smile. "Sounds like a lot of fun, honestly."

"It does," Dess said, and a sly grin spread over her muzzle as she glanced over at Asriel. "Then I suppose now is a good time to tell you. I've been talking to Terry."

Asriel's eyes shot wide. "You didn't-"

"I didn't confirm anything. But I talked out the idea with him, and he said that if you're interested in going ahead with it he thinks a good half of the frat would be chill and down with the idea. And, you know them, they ain't a bunch of apes, they'd treat you right. We'd schedule tests for anyone interested, make sure everyone's clean so we can really go all out, make sure you could tap out at any time."

Asriel's shock only increased. Even if he'd ever entertained the idea of actually going through with it he couldn't even imagine the idea of everyone being safe to go bareback, and the idea that it could be even better than his fantasies was...

"Damn. Winding up with an entire frat's worth of seed dripping from every hole... That's a hell of a thought," Kris purred, lazily picking up the bottle from where it lay between the group.

"Kris!" Noelle barked. "Don't tease him! It must have been a lot of effort to say all that!"

"I'm not teasing," Kris assured. Their scarlet eyes didn't leave Asriel's, peeked from under their bangs. "It really does sound like a damn good idea. Hell, sounds like something I'd like to join in on."

Azzy felt like his soul was going to leap out of his mouth. They... They didn't say where they'd like to join. Kris doesn't seem like much of a bottom. They can't mean...?

"But," Kris said sharply, cutting off Asriel's thoughts, "I do have one little problem with it."

Angel, but their gaze was intense. The grin dropped, their head slightly tilted down and eyes piercing from behind their hair. All trace of humour vanished in an instant. Asriel felt his chest tighten up just from the expression; it was the same look Kris had given Noelle the other morning.

"What's that?" Dess asked casually, while Asriel's throat was just a little bit too dry to do so. Kris was holding up the bottle, delicately balancing the bottom of it on one finger.

"I think you're lying."

"What?" Noelle asked. She was more than a little confused that Kris was clearly pulling out their Knight demeanour, but she also wasn't about to be too confrontational about it. They were scary when they were like that. "Why would he lie about it? Why would he want us to think that he was into something like that if he wasn't?"

"I didn't say that," Kris replied, icily calm. "I think he's into it, but I think there's more. Something darker, yet darker."

"What makes you think that?" Dess asked, managing to hold back a smirk. Kris' lips only slightly twitched.

"You learn a lot living in the same room with someone for so long. Thousands, tens of thousands of hours together, y'know?" Kris said. Despite their voice still being as cold and heavy as iron, a tiny hint of a purr tinted it. "You start to notice ways they look at you. Little signs in their body language. Maybe, occasionally, you might hear them say things during their sleep that they really don't want their innocent little sibling overhearing."

Asriel knew he probably should have laughed it off. Shrugged, waved a paw, scoffed. Even looked away, looked to Dess for a save, taken a drink, anything other than just stare at Kris like his sibling held his entire life as an effigy in their hands with a hammer poised over it.

Noelle could clearly see something was happening beyond the surface but couldn't think what it could be, let alone what to say, and just sipped from her drink. Dess didn't want to interrupt. Kris continued.

"You don't have to say anything. But if you weren't telling the truth, I should probably give you a dare as punishment, right?"

For a small eternity the siblings stared at each other. Neither wanted to act; Asriel because he felt like his life was a glass leaning off the edge of a table, Kris because they were content to let Azzy simmer like that for a while.

Eventually, Kris' hand moved to grip the base of the bottle, and offer the neck of it towards Asriel.

"So. Should I give you a dare...?"

Asriel continued to stare. Slowly, just slightly trembling, he reached out for the bottle; only for Kris pull it just barely out of reach at the last moment.

"But," they added, "if I'm right. If my theory is right..." the human trailed off a bit. For all their domineering persona they weren't devoid of nerves, they themself having to subtly take a breath to calm their voice before they spoke. Thankfully their gaze remained completely unwavering. "Then, that darker fantasy of yours might just be mutual."

The hammer dropped, and Asriel felt the breath pushed out of his lungs. Kris' arm came forward and pushed the bottle into his paw, but neither black bars swimming in golden pools nor burning rubies with their inlaid opals left each other. Asriel hesitated but eventually, finally, took the bottle, fingers closing around it and pulling it from Kris' grip. Just the act felt like a confession.

His mind raced in an attempt to come up with any explanation for the exchange other than the obvious.

He couldn't find one.

"Are... You two okay?" Noelle finally managed to ask, uneasily looking between the two. The outside voice put a crack in the atmosphere but only a small one, definitely not enough to shatter it.

"Yeah," Asriel rasped, clearing his throat and taking a quick but deep sip from his drink. Kris finally let a tiny smirk spread over their lips. They weren't done.

"Yeah. Hey, how about we leave the punishment to fate?... Some classic spin the bottle since it's here. Gotta kiss who it lands on. A real good one. Lots of tongue."

Asriel only barely managed to avoid looking just as shocked as before. It wouldn't... I couldn't be that unlucky right...? Dess couldn't hold herself back any longer, though, and let out a snort.

"What if it lands on himself?"

"I've seen how flexible he can be, he can give his own lips a kiss," Kris said casually and the older deer let out an obnoxious cackle before swallowing down a gulp from her rum premix.

What if it lands on you...? Asriel refused to voice the thought. I can back out. If that happens I'll back out. I'd want to back out. Right...?

Asriel didn't linger on it. He gulped and placed the bottle down.

He spun it.

Noelle stared, confused but transfixed.

Dess leered a grin.

Kris smirked.

Their crimson eyes burned with their will.

One rotation.

Two.

The bottle slowed.

The bottle stopped.

Noelle's eyes widened.

Dess bit down on the corner of her lips.

Asriel's soul hammered.

He tried to blame fortune, but part of him had already been certain where it would land.

Kris slowly glanced up from where the neck of the bottle pointed directly, precisely at them.

"What a spin," they said evenly, smirk implacable.

"Remember you don't have to," Noelle assured, nerves infecting her voice. She was starting to piece together the hidden, unspoken conversation she had been missing.

"That's right," Kris agreed. "Although... After lying to us, and leaving the punishment to fate... I mean, I'm not too superstitious, but that seems like a way to invite some pretty bad luck."

"Kris!" Noelle snapped. "Don't pressure him!"

Kris scoffed a bit but waved a hand. They'd shifted to the side, legs still splayed out haphazardly with one hand on the ground beside them for balance, the other coming to rest on their thigh. The pose was unquestionably inviting.

"Sorry, sorry... But it's really not that big a deal is it? It's not like we're related."

"Of course it's a big deal!" Asriel barked. "We've lived together for so long, we're siblings, we-"

"-we're adults, we're consenting, there's nothing between us that would create a power imbalance anymore," Kris said with calm authority. "I don't see anyone around here who's going to spontaneously combust, do you?"

Asriel didn't have anything for that, staring at his younger sibling in disbelief and anxiety. Anxiety because it was becoming increasingly difficult to deny what Kris had clearly been angling towards, or to deny himself.

"Remember you can back down," Dess said, and the blow to Asriel's mind was so intense he could have sworn it was audible.

To anyone outside it would have seemed like reassurance, but to Asriel it was the final crack to his resolve. Both of them had a mildly unhealthy manipulative streak to them that they'd inherited from their mothers; while Asriel used pity and guilt, Dess used humiliation and disappointment. They were both aware of it and forever trying to work on it. But every so often, at times where they were either sure it would be for the other's benefit or occasionally just out of sheer selfishness, they didn't hold back. And the very slight tone of disappointment in Dess' voice, that voice like Asriel 'could' decline but she would forever think less of him for it, was exactly one of those moments.

Asriel was fully aware she'd used 'That' voice with him, but given his body was already screaming at him to say fuck it and throw away his reservations and fears, it was just the last nail pried out from the coffin's lid.

The caprine rolled the bottle off to Dess who subtly slid it out of the way fully. He pushed himself to his feet, took a single step and then fell to his knees, straddled either side of Kris' thigh with his hands on the ground for balance. It put the height differential between him and his sibling in full display as he stared down at them.

Kris flicked their hair right as Asriel knelt, leaving one eye exposed. Their expression remained icy, though in truth they could feel their heart hammering just as hard as Asriel's. In anticipation and anxiety, excitement and fear. For all of their stoic disposition it wasn't a position they ever, ever would have expected to actually find themself in.

"Is this what you want?" Asriel asked, sounding more calm than he had in a very long few minutes. Everyone present knew that Asriel was surprisingly capable of steel nerves when he pushed his doubts down, that spark of leadership he usually only showed in studies and sport, and he was attempting to utilize it in that moment.

"That was the dare," Kris said, unflinching.

"That wasn't what I asked," Asriel countered immediately, and a tiny smirk pulled at Kris' mouth. Asriel's golden eyes just narrowed. "Kris... You're trying really hard to act cool, calm and collected, aren't you? But, your cheeks... They're almost as red as your eyes."

"Really?... I didn't notice," Kris said, though they had to physically bite their tongue not to smirk wider. The invulnerable dom persona was starting to crumble, but it wasn't their fear and anxiety that was winning out. They could feel an almost giddy excitement spreading over them, not helped by just how taboo and absurd the situation felt.

"Is this what you want, Kris?" Asriel repeated himself, more firmly. His hands moved from the grass to rest up on Kris' shoulders, and the human got an even better idea of the boss monster's size and weight.

"Yes," Kris finally said. Such a simple word, three letters, just one single syllable, and Asriel could barely even believe the sound of it. The caprine's hard expression melted a bit, his whole body slumping down a bit on top of Kris' leg.

"Have you-"

"For years," Kris outright laughed as their persona finally melted from them fully. "C'mon Azzy, I know you're a cinnamon bun but you have to have realized. You were shorter than me until you were, what, fifteen?... Then it felt like you grew an inch every fucking day for months straight, but you never stopped wanting to cuddle up during movies or crawl into my sheets when you had a nightmare. My 'kid' brother turned into the Hometown Heart-throb overnight, right as I was starting to discover attraction? Was pretty easy to not see you as the brother I grew up with since you look nothing like him." Stating it all outright was surreal but damn did it feel good to do it.

"KISS ALREADY" Dess finally screeched from behind Asriel, losing her patience as she crushed her can and tossed it vaguely towards the group's bin. Noelle had already scooted over to sit beside her sister and gave her a firm elbow in the ribs, glaring at her with red cheeks. She had no idea what to think of the developments, far too blindsided, but she did know she didn't want to ruin the moment. Her bottom line was that she loved Kris far too much to even consider not supporting them.

Asriel was about to turn to yell at her but Kris' hands suddenly on his cheeks stopped him, hints of soft skin between both Asriel's fur and Kris' fingerless gloves. Kris couldn't pull themself up between Asriel's height and weight, but they were able to just barely press their fingertips to the beginning of the back of his neck, pulling and guiding his face down suddenly until the wide-eyed goat monster was lingering just in front of their lips.

"It's your dare, Azzy. Can't do it for you," Kris teased in a feather-soft voice. Both could smell the mixed intoxicants on each others' breath. Could feel magical and physical heat mingling between them. Could feel what felt like a lifetime of bottled feelings and wants, as thick as oil, bubbling under an impossibly thick layer of repression, of guilt and shame and self blame. The subconscious belief that Undyne or Toriel would jump out of a bush and either arrest or incinerate them on the spot was almost impossible to shake, that a simple inch of movement would somehow end the world.

Asriel's head dipped. A match dropped. Thin black lips pressed gently to full pale-pink ones, the world did not end, and the fire that engulfed them wasn't from an enraged mother. All that guilt, all that shame, it couldn't hold a candle to what ignited under them. So many weekend mornings spent cuddling, so many summers lazing around in only barely enough clothes to be decent, the smells and sights of two puberties and a maelstrom of hormones raging right next to each other, the screaming of urges silenced for years.

It took mere seconds for that delicate touch of lips to devolve completely into the two desperately kissing, Kris' balance lasting for only a few short moments before they were on their back. Asriel tried to pull back to check on them but even the briefest sign of pulling back saw Kris' hands gripping tighter, refusing to let him leave; he needed only the barest of encouragement to abandon the concern. Asriel's tongue was large but still absolutely manageable compared to a certain dragon, though it did compete with Noelle's for dexterity; Kris' tongue to Asriel felt like a weaker version of Dess', and it gave him some confidence in how easily he could overpower them, but the softness of those human lips was an entirely new sensation and it felt like addiction was instant.

Behind them Dess snorted out a quiet laugh, while Noelle's cheeks were starting to burn much brighter. What had begun as a bewildering and conflicting yet strangely touching moment was quickly developing into a level of passion that both felt a bit awkward to just be casually witnessing, though Noelle much more so than her sister.

"Should we, um... Should we give them privacy do you think...?" Noelle half-whispered, keeping her drink at mouth-level just to feel at least a little bit occupied. Dess just shrugged dismissively.

"If they wanted privacy they picked the wrong moment to give their weird true love confessions or whatever," the older deer sneered, though she was grinning. She could be inclined to jealousy but a step-sibling crush was too far removed to feel like a threat to her. "Besides, you write that fanfiction shit don't you? It'll make the horny sibling stuff way more believable if you've actually seen it," Dess cackled.

Noelle felt like even her fur turned red.

"Step-siblings, am I right? Do you think they're actually like this often?" the older Holiday continued. "That or we just picked a couple of real fucken' weirdos. I mean, can you imagine crushing on me? That would be-" Dess asked with another scoff, finally glancing over.

Her casual grin dropped completely when she saw that Noelle's nose was burning only marginally dimmer than the fire not far from them.

"I-" Noelle began, too late.

"You can't be serious," Dess breathed out, jaw slack.

"It-! It's not-! I don't-!" Noelle burst out, waving her hands furiously.

"I saw that look!"

"I just-"

"Noelle, what the hell!"

"LET ME EXPLAIN!" Noelle hissed, trying to keep their mutual volume level low enough that Azzy and Kris wouldn't hear them. Dess, finally, stopped interrupting her and sat with her arms crossed. She didn't look angry but... She was definitely judging. Whether it was playful or not was too hard to tell.

"Explain, then."

"Look, I just..." Noelle sighed, fighting off some of her anxiety to get her words right. She could hardly look at Dess, eyes decidedly to the side; the one that didn't have their partners furiously swapping spit. "Before I transitioned, you were the best example of what I'd be like if I was a girl."

"Uhuh."

"And... You were always so cool... You still are. Everyone calls me brave for transitioning but that's so annoying. You always had the bravery to stand up to mom, to dress how you wanted, to be how you wanted, stuff I never had the courage for. I wanted to be you so bad. And, well, y'know... That stuff people say, like, 'I don't know if I want to be her or be with her'...?"

Dess' severe expression cracked a bit. It was weird, but it was also very funny, and it wasn't like she'd ever been the type to get all self-righteous about morality when nobody was getting hurt.

"So, what, you wanted to be me so hard that you...?"

"I just... I dunno! Sometimes I had dreams about becoming you or trading places with you. I... A long time ago, I-I'd sometimes have dreams about you, like, dressing me up, or-"

"Dear Angel that time I put makeup on you when my friends were staying over-"

"Th-that, I-"

"-and we put you in that really short skirt-"

"-I, it was a really nice skirt-"

"-and you kept squeezing your legs together really tightly-"

"NO NO NO I WAS JUST-"

"Did I turn you trans?!"

"DESS!" Noelle burst out then quickly covered her muzzle, looking over to Kris and Asriel; they hadn't even noticed, so she glared back at her sister, even though she probably could've indeed served as a navigational device during a blizzard. "You know that's not a thing!! I wanted to be a girl way before that!!"

"But I didn't help, huh?" Dess asked, trying to stay calm, but finally she couldn't hold back and snorted a laugh before cracking up completely right afterwards.

"You're just teasing me!"

"Of course I'm just teasing you, you fucking dweeb, you can't turn someone trans."

"ANGEL you're so mean!"

"Maybe... But, y'know what you are, little sis?" Dess asked, voice melodic. Noelle gulped as that wolfish grin was turned on her instead.

"Um... I don't kn-"

"A liar. You lied about your weirdest fantasy. And Kris showed us what happens to liars, right Noelle...?" December purred. She threw her near-empty can of rum to the side, and Noelle squeaked as those leering eyes closed in on her.

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