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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": "Kris and Asriel's need raged hotter than the literal fire behind them until they lost track of time, burning up the fuel in them both before turning on the other. The blaze was all-consuming, grunts and growls, small scratches on flesh and pulled threads in clothes as they completely caved into their desire to press their bodies as close as they could possibly get to each other. Their hands wandered, not too boldly but certainly not reserved, over cheeks and necks, shoulders and arms, along backs and with the occasional quick, teasing brush lower still, testing the waters. With so few words said neither were sure about boundaries, yet their fires demanded more fuel for the furnace.\n\nEven as it started to wane the kiss was still hungry, ceaseless but less destructive, and at the very least not so deep that they couldn't breathe. Finally smouldering into a much more calm flame, Kris still holding the caprine down with an arm hooked behind his neck but no longer squirming around all tangled limbs. Their hands inversely got bolder though, the less frenzied fight for dominance with their mouths leaving them more room to roam. Exploring the unique feels of skin and caprine fur, putting feel to the visual of how their bodies had grown and changed, finding what was firm and what was soft and, most importantly, what caused the other to let out eager little huffs of booze-tinted breath into the space they made with their mismatched mouths.\n\nEventually fingers loosened and Asriel's head drew back, both gasping for air. Their eyes met again, blinking in renewed disbelief that what had happened had indeed happened.\n\n\"We really...?\" Asriel rasped out.\n\n\"And Undyne hasn't arrested us yet,\" Kris answered pre-emptively. Both froze for a moment, then turned their heads slightly to the side as they near simultaneously started scoffing laughter. \"Damn, we could've been doing this for years.\"\n\n\"[b]KRIS!![/b] You were-\"\n\n\"Sorry, you're right, I really almost set us up for eternal damnation since our record is so otherwise spotless. C'mon, the fantasy won't hurt anyone, this sure would've spiced up home life,\" Kris hummed with a faint smirk. \"Covering each others' mouths with mom a room over, going into a fucken' frenzy when she goes out, rushing to clean up before she's home...\" the human thought out loud, more to get a reaction out of Asriel than anything; he just sighed and shook his head. He knew the tone they took when they were riling him.\n\n\"What are we even... Going to do...?\"\n\n\"Fuck?\" Kris offered simply, donning their expert-level poker face. The caprine's skin burned under his fur.\n\n[i]\"All other concerns aside,\"[/i] Asriel hissed as he sat up to straddle his sibling [i](ugh)[/i] and took in a deep breath, \"I don't think Dess and Noelle would want to just sit around watching us do th-\" Asriel began, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he looked behind him.\n\n\"Have you met those two? They'd probably love t-\" Kris, likewise, froze as they squirmed around to look past their brother, the so often unflappable human shocked into wide-eyed silence.\n\n\"Y'know, I think mom was right. That 'weird little human' really is a bad influence on us, huh?\"\n\nNoelle whimpered softly. Her nose would have been sufficient as a night-light if the fire wasn't still burning behind the others. Thin lips traced her neck, brushing, placing kisses and the occasional nip. Hot breath was visible in the cold air both from her own mouth and rolling down her collar. The smell of cheap rum infused those searing breaths, much more hot and intoxicating than the alcohol itself, and only aided in clouding her senses along with the roaming mouth and the hard-tipped paws that grazed her waist, her stomach, teased at the edges of her breasts.\n\nGreen eyes stared dead at Asriel and Kris from over her shoulder. As they watched Dess' tongue lolled from her mouth to drag slowly, pointedly up the length of her sister's neck.\n\n\"... Dess?\" Asriel breathed out, still deep in shock. Kris, under him, was much quicker to process and already trying to hold back snorts of laughter. \"But... But you two really [i]are[/i] related, and-\"\n\n\"Oh, you're right, I should put a condom on my [i]tongue[/i] so I can't knock her up by kissing her!\" December snapped. \"The Angel's either real chill or, what, our Soul is disintegrated or something? Turns out this little freak's been thinkin' dirty thoughts,\" the deer said while Noelle's cheeks only heated more. \"And, y'know what? I don't give a damn. She's an adult. I sure as shit don't want kids. Who even cares at this point? Ain't making her neck any less kissable.\" Dess punctuated that with yet another kiss to Noelle's neck, and the younger Holiday seemed to reciprocate it with a happy whimper and a flex of her hooves.\n\nAsriel looked down to Kris as if seeking approval. He was definitely the most unsure of the group, the only one present who would enthusiastically call himself an Angelicist and the most affected by Toriel's conservatism... Not that Angelicism actually had any defined scripture specifically condemning the act. Just vibes. His concerns played out on his face as they raced in his mind; the ethics of it all, the possible ramifications, Noelle's goals for a career in politics, everyone's blatantly compromised sobriety.\n\nKris looked up at him and, still biting their lip to hold back laughter, gave a shrug that was overpoweringly certain with just how nonchalant it was. The goat glanced once more back at the pair, back down to Kris, shook his head a bit, then gave a shrug of his own.\n\n\"Live and let live?\" Kris offered and Asriel just scoffed. He wasn't in a position to throw any stones.\n\n\"Live and let live I guess!\"\n\n\"Alright. Now that we have the freaks' approval,\" Dess grumbled, \"can we please go into the tent and crack out the space heater? 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Post-punk seemed the obvious choice given it was relatively understated and something everyone present could mostly agree on.\n\nNoelle minded the cold much less than the others and losing her outerwear had left her in only a bra and panties, pastel pink and frills at odds with both the rough camping and the intimidating half-hard bulge that the panties were already completely inept in the face of; Dess had thoroughly shaken out Asriel's hoodie just so she could keep wearing it, the baggy article completely covering up the relatively no-nonsense boy shorts she wore under.\n\n\"So are... We all sure about this?\" Noelle was the one to double-check at the risk of hurting the mood with introspection. Fortunately, she was met with nods all around.\n\n\"We've come this far and haven't been smote by divine wrath yet. If you're still down then I am,\" Dess said with a casual shrug. Kris only hummed affirmation into Asriel's muzzle, while their brother at least broke the kiss to look at first the other two, then down at Kris.\n\n\"Uh... I guess it's no surprise I'm the least sure?... But even I'm not going to pretend it hasn't been a guilty fantasy for a long time. If you're sure, if you're [i]really[/i] certain, Kris...\" Asriel trailed off. Kris nodded, putting their gremlin nature aside for at least long enough to give him a genuine, warm smile that they hoped was reassuring. Not that they were too great with getting sappy, but, they could manage in small bursts.\n\n\"What's the [i]actual[/i] worst thing that can happen? A falling out? That can happen anyway. And I'd bet repressed desires are just as much likely to cause one as embraced ones.\"\n\nAsriel blinked.\n\n\"Gosh, Kris, since when did you get wise?\"\n\n\"You got all the book smarts, I had to get a few of the inherited brain-cells,\" Kris deadpanned as they wrapped their arms further around Asriel's neck. With their eyes locked on each other it seemed like they would pull him down for another kiss, but they combined a pull, a twist of their hips and a sweep to the back of one of Asriel's feet - all occupying a middle space between gentle and rough - to effortlessly send their much larger, fitter brother toppling down onto a sleeping bag with a high-pitched yelp.\n\nAsriel's reflex was to sit up but before he could there was a surprisingly heavy weight sitting on his stomach and pinning him down, and when he tried to push against it, it wouldn't even budge. The hands and hips that pinned his shoulders and body felt like they belonged to a monster twice his size. He knew Kris had the ability but it was his first time experiencing it, during their old play-fighting his sibling never had the resolve to actually utilize their Determination and more-physical biology against him. No matter how bratty he got, no matter how much he humble-bragged or how much Toriel accidentally held Kris in his shadow, Kris could never muster up even the tiniest bit of spite for him.\n\nThe hard scarlet eyes staring down at him now were different. The same eyes as when they'd grazed Noelle with their knife, held it to her throat while she confessed to her desires, bucked their hips to stuff her cock down his throat. The eyes of someone who could put aside their feelings to examine when he was being hurtful and had doubtless mulled on his more toxic behaviour when they were younger. 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It wasn't a foreign sensation, sensory deprivation was one of the kinks the relatively-vanilla couple actually engaged in from time to time, but having it blocked by a body rather than a blindfold was new and played into his regular fantasies about group play.\n\nKris glanced back at her and the deer gave them a wink while nodding her head upwards. Dess could see a slow blink from her position, before a grin spread over their lips that only Dess saw.\n\n\"Ah... I get you,\" the human mumbled, turning back to Asriel right after with significantly more of a smirk on their features. \"Ready to step things up, big bro?\"\n\nThe monster winced a bit under them. \"Do you [i]have[/i] to call me that right now?\"\n\n\"Can you honestly say you dislike it?\"\n\nAsriel's eyes narrowed. Kris' held the gaze. The caprine rolled his eyes to try to ignore the flush over his muzzle.\n\n\"Yes, I'm ready.\"\n\n\"That's the spirit, big bro,\" Kris repeated with a scoff, now grinning. They pulled off their turtleneck revealing just a binder underneath, tossing it lazily to the side, then shifted on top of Asriel until they could pull off their leggings and their briefs with it. Asriel gulped. Kris had stayed fully clothed the previous morning, only giving the caprine peeks at the body he'd tried so hard to stop stealing looks at over the years, and just like that they were naked but for their binder on top of him. It wasn't the same when they were swimming. Even the binder followed, though, Kris peeling the tight article off of themself with a grunt.\n\n\"You're not going to be uncomfortable..?\" Asriel asked. Kris just ruffled his hair condescendingly, enjoying the position of power over the much larger monster.\n\n\"They kinda grew on me. In more than the literal sense. I bind more for the aesthetic than dysphoria. I like the duality of pulling off a binder to some decent tits,\" Kris said casually. Indeed, Asriel could see just from the shape of Kris' breasts that they didn't bind nearly as much as they used to. \"So no, in fact I wholly encourage you to, as they say, get in there.\"\n\nAsriel was hesitant - it was hard not to project his own preferences onto the nonbinary human - but he reached up to run his hands over Kris' comparatively small body, claws and paw-pads and the soft but coarse fur around them providing contrasting sensations, until both his paws slid up Kris' chest to cup their breasts and get a happy sigh from them accompanied by an arching of their back. That was enough to convince him pretty cleanly.\n\nKris glanced back for a moment, out of Asriel's vision. When they looked back they were grinning even wider, though Asriel barely noticed it for the distraction of their chest.\n\n\"Go for it.\"\n\nAsriel went to let out an inquisitive hum but was interrupted by Kris sliding upwards and, completely without ceremony, grinding their pussy against his muzzle. His jaw opened to complain, to protest, or maybe just to moan? He wasn't sure because the thought evaporated as Dess tugged down his shorts and got her face between them and his crotch at almost the exact same time as Kris pushing down further, directly against his open mouth. The flood of taste and smell, the overpowering warmth of December's mouth, the feeling of his clit fattening rapidly against her tongue and Kris' doing the same against his own left his brain completely fried, and before Asriel could even consider what to do he was whining and moaning while eagerly lapping.\n\nKris' domineering grin was still just barely visible over the rises of their pubis, stomach and breasts. A spark of a thought in Asriel's mind wondered if they'd positioned themself specifically so he could still see that, but when the instinctive lapping of his tongue made the smaller human grunt out a blissful, husky [i]\"Good boy\"[/i] his last two brain-cells collided and disintegrated. Less a thought, just a feeling remained: [i]Angel, they taste good.[/i]\n\nNoelle watched all this sitting patiently, hands folded over her lap. Dess had very specifically instructed her to sit where she was sitting and it didn't really matter who it came from, to Noelle's mind an order was an order. It left her with not much to look at aside from her sister's fat ass wiggling in the air while she dug into her boyfriend's cunt, the hoodie baggy but certainly not baggy enough to stop it from riding up to expose her boy-shorts. Noelle probably would have had thoughts about the thick lips grinding back and forth under them or the fluid staining them, which she probably would have told herself were invasive, but they weren't needed; the tight, light-grey fabric showed all that off just fine.\n\nThe situation was still hard to believe, her nerves still tight and the weight of stigma still heavy on her, but she knew what she wanted. Every moment watching those hips eroded the final foundation of the doubt. The intoxicants helped, but she was certain they only changed her readiness to act on her desires, not the desires themselves.\n\nShe was entranced enough that she didn't notice someone was talking to her until something light conked her in the head, snapping her immediately out of her reverie. She looked up at Kris who was looking back at her over their shoulder, trying not to laugh and giving her a peace sign. She looked down and found a box of condoms in her lap; her and Kris always carried them, even if they rarely had need for them. A bottle of lube and a hand-towel followed but she was ready after the condoms and caught them.\n\n\"Um, Dess? Kris just passed me some c-condoms, and-\" Noelle spoke up, trying to check. Dess didn't need to talk, one of her paws came back and slapped her own ass twice in plainly clear encouragement, wiggling her hips just to make sure and arching them enough to make her slit strain against her underwear.\n\n\"I thought you were the polite one, Noelle? You shouldn't make your [i]sister[/i] try to talk while eating,\" Kris said, throaty with pleasure. Noelle shot them a glare for both the bad joke and their obvious attempt to tease her with the title; they weren't using their dom voice and that meant bratting was fair play.\n\n\"That's very true, Kris. By the way, how does your [i]brother's[/i] tongue feel?\"\n\n\"Great. Yours is better trained, but, we can work on that,\" Kris answered, unphased.\n\nNoelle bit on her lip in half-mock frustration at both Kris' words and the task in front of her, discarding her already-mostly-useless panties then wincing a bit as she rolled the slightly-too-tight silicone over her dick. She wasn't about to admit that Kris' goading had gotten her even harder but, well. It had. The condoms were Kris' way of telling her two things; that they planned to be going for quite a while and wanted her to make use of the fact that the slightly-too-small condoms practically served as a cock ring; and where they wanted her to fuck. Maybe Kris wanted some payback for all of Dess' sass.\n\n... Noelle wanted some, too.\n\nDecember, tongue already as deep as she could grind it in Asriel, chuckled to herself as her shorts were pulled down, then widened her eyes slightly as slickened hooved fingertips pressed delicately against her ass.\n\n\"Is this okay Dess?... We've got to be careful right?... Plus you're so kinky, I bet you do this all the time.\"\n\nDess grumbled into her boyfriend's crotch. The little shit knew she wasn't about to back down... Granted, she did [i]really[/i] like anal anyway, so it wasn't like she was doing something she didn't want to even if the little glimpses she'd gotten of what Noelle was packing were mildly concerning. But it was mostly just annoying that the younger Holiday was being so audacious. Not enough for her to do anything about it, though. Another two slaps, she hoped, conveyed [i]get on with it you little bitch[/i] well enough. She'd find payback opportunity.\n\nOne of Noelle's fingers pressed in, spreading the tight ring around it, and a little smirk tugged at the younger Holiday's muzzle at feeling how easily Dess opened up.\n\n\"Oh... I was right. You get around, huh?\" Noelle asked nobody in particular, having little trouble slipping in her second finger after a single push. She didn't quite have a purr like Kris or Dess did, but rather her teasing voice was cutesy, bubbly, melodic, and brimming with condescension. It was a tone similar to one Asriel occasionally used before Dess put him in his place, and that only made it more annoying that she was too preoccupied eating him out to snap any snark.\n\nThat and she was afraid that if she opened her mouth she would just wind up moaning; Noelle was surprisingly rough. The two large digits slid in to where the hard nail-like hoove-tips ended, pulled out halfway, and then pushed all the way to the second knuckles. Her fingers were a bit bigger than Asriel's on account of only having three of them, and Dess was thoroughly blindsided by how little consideration she showed; focusing on Asriel's pussy was the only way she stopped herself from making more noise than she did. In retrospect it would've seemed obvious that someone as clearly masochistic as Noelle would have a sadistic streak when on top.\n\nAnd, indeed, Noelle knew exactly what she was doing. She pushed at the edge's of her sister's limits in a similar if gentler way to how she liked it herself, watching Dess' shivers, twitches and trembles to guide how firm she could be. After she'd sped her hand up to a point that could very cleanly be considered fucking, she added her third finger, though couldn't get them all the way in even bunched up. A few moments of pulling them apart as much as she could against the stubborn tensing of Dess' ass, accompanied by Dess' failed attempts to hold back whimpers, and she pulled out.\n\nKris chuckled as they heard Dess behind them, turning to watch over their shoulder as Noelle shuffled into position. They were covering Asriel's face too thoroughly to giggle at his expressions anyway. Dess only barely held back another moan as her breath caught in her throat and Kris got to watch as her eyes widened, as her body tensed then forcibly relaxed, as her large front teeth bit on her lip to try to stop herself from clenching up. Even Asriel could clearly work out what was going on between the frequent pauses, the way she gripped his thighs, the way he could just barely hear her cut-off groans even with Kris' thighs serving as earmuffs.\n\n\"You okay for me to keep going?\" Noelle asked, working hard to keep some genuine concern in her mind though her voice still came out sounding plenty teasing. She was biting her lip too, though more in excitement than anything; despite toppy moods being rare she could get into it in small bursts, and angel, pushing the tip of her dick to that broad doe-ass was doing some primal things to her brain that not much else could do. A buried, neglected, suppressed part of her was screaming at her to just [i]breed[/i] and she fully intended to indulge it, provided she could do so without hurting Dess [i](too much)[/i] in the process. As she looked up and saw Kris watching she grinned widely while quickly shrugging of her shoulders in a silent giggle. Kris could read her like a book. [i]This is ridiculous. I can't believe this is happening. Holy shit this is fun.[/i]\n\n\"Just - fucken' - [i]do it[/i] already,\" Dess snapped in a grunt. She hated admitting Noelle was pushing her limits so much when she already felt like she was losing the silly little one-sided competition she'd waged with nobody but herself. But whether she liked it or not didn't matter; that fat, flat head was basically the most unforgiving shape possible. Noelle shrugged, not needing much convincing to abandon her compassion entirely, and Dess whimpered like a dog as her sister pushed forward hard. When the blunt head suddenly popped into her with enough force that a full half of Noelle's dick followed it, there was nothing she could do to stop a moan that bordered on squeal from escaping her like the sheer girth of Noelle's cock shoved it out of her body.\n\n\"Fucking shit fuck goddamn angel's fat fucking milky tits\" Dess grunted into Asriel's thigh along with more-colourful-still curses, both Asriel and Kris trying to snort back a laugh... Although neither tried very hard.\n\n\"You did it! Good girl!\" Noelle said as she reached down to ruffle her sister's hair, and Dess took in so sharp a breath that Kris wondered if she'd thought about screaming. They couldn't help but find her frustration at being dominated hilarious, despite knowing full well how glassy their house was on that front.\n\n\"What was it you said to me the first time you knotted me, Dess?\" came Asriel's half-muffled words from between Kris' legs; when he spoke again, his voice sounded like the comic relief character in a SatAM cartoon and more femme than anyone had heard him in years. \"Aww, did the poow widdle pwince get a booboo? Do you want me to kiss it bettaw?\"\n\n\"I swear to the Angel I will clench so hard your dick will pop off like a cheap toy,\" Dess threatened, but her voice was too husky with that unique mix of pleasure and pain to be taken seriously. Yet even still, Noelle found it... Audacious. The doe leaned down to lay over Dess' back, tangled a paw in the other deer's raven-black hair - not at all pulling but with the possibility implicit - and her hips gave a rough shove forward, enough to bury that merciless, very-slightly-flared head in another couple of inches. It wiped the snark right off Dess' face.\n\n\"Maybe you should be a bit nicer to your little sister...?\" Noelle breathed gently as her lips brushed Dess' ear, her tone honeyed poison. The elder Holiday's eyes were near perfect circles, shocked at how deep Noelle's dom side ran, and she couldn't find a single word to respond with.\n\n\"She tops Susie occasionally y'know,\" Kris helpfully chimed in to inform the speechless doe. \"Definitely not the innocent girl scout everyone seems to think she is... Kinda nasty in those rare switch moods.\" At the same time Noelle sat back up, riding out said mood as she bit her lip again. Her spare paw - the one not loosely tangled in Dess' hair - delivered a sudden sharp slap to the older deer's ass, not enough to hurt, just enough to shock Dess and make her feel even more submissive to her younger sister, to make pretty ripples in the fur-covered skin and get a wonderful squeeze in response. Noelle was definitely a bit jealous of those curves and if she couldn't have a fat ass like her sister, at least she was getting a real nice view of it as she, much slower, sunk into it and watched it spread around her.\n\nWithout Noelle or Dess noticing Kris had slid off Asriel, who gave a sound that was somewhere between a sigh of relief and a whine of neediness. Unfortunately/thankfully for him Kris simply did it to turn around, shoving their crotch right back down against his face again while leaning down under the pretense of helping with the boy’s cunt since Dess was being so regularly distracted. Dess glanced up at them with a glare for their earlier teasing, but Kris simply winked at her while leaning right beside her. She could see their hips slowly rolling against her boyfriend's face while they whispered into her ear, close enough for nobody else to hear.\n\nAs Kris spoke, December slowly rediscovered that broad grin of hers.\n\nNoelle didn't notice the change, far too distracted. Her hips slowly drove forward again and again, occasionally she either brought her paw down again or gave a particularly hard thrust and she received a tense squeeze each time, enough to make her spine tingle, her belly burn, her fur stand on end and her balls tense against her; maybe she should've felt a little bad about it but her masochism made it hard to empathize sometimes, and damn if Dess' struggle didn't translate directly to her own pleasure. Susie was much bigger, with Kris she had to be [i]so[/i] slow and careful... Not because they couldn’t handle her, but because they tended to pay her back for any pain she caused and then some. But Dess was so tight, she was hitting those hidden chords in Noelle's brain, and it seemed like Noelle could go as hard as she wanted with absolutely no repercu-\n\n\"Heeeey, Noelle?\"\n\nNoelle reflexively froze right as she was getting ready to sink in the last couple of inches, gulping on instinct. She knew that cutesy tone well. She did not like it.\n\n\"Y-Yeah Dess...?\"\n\n\"Can you go a little easier?... It's just, you have such a [i]fucking huge dick[/i] that, it's kinda rough y'know?\"\n\nIf anything Noelle only grew more still. Her eyes widened, her soul thumped in her chest and, most tellingly, her dick throbbed despite her thrusting being completely forgotten.\n\n\"I... What?\" was all that Noelle could stammer. Dess straightened up at the same time, keeping her back arched but reaching back to pull Noelle's head over her shoulder. It kept Noelle buried in her but was a position of much more control for the older Holiday, not to mention, it gave her a chance to half-whisper against the other girl's cheek.\n\n\"Well... Your cock is so [i]completely, needlessly massive[/i] isn't it?\" Dess continued in a purr that was nothing short of a porn voice. \"It hardly fits, hell, this stupid thing mustn't fit in anyone, huh?... Or anything. It must be a hell of a time trying to keep this ridiculous dick hidden. I bet everyone sees it. Stares at it. It's just... Impractical, isn't it?\"\n\nA pause... Then;\n\n\"[b]KRIS![/b]\" Noelle barked. The skin beneath her fur had fully joined her nose, her whole face glowing red as magic flooded her cheeks. \"You...!\"\n\n\"Listen to you trying to come up with excuses,\" Dess purred, still slick with insincere sweetness. Her hips rocked back and, even so slow, it pushed the air right out of Noelle's lungs. The other doe freezing up had given Dess time to adjust, and the hand-off of control saw that Noelle was the one much more affected than December. A fraction of an inch at a time, Dess began to saw that dick back and forth again, though this time she could set the pace herself. \"But there's no way you're gonna come up with anything smart right now. This fat dick of yours makes you stupid, doesn't it, little sis? All your magic floodin' out of your brain?\"\n\n\"I-\" Noelle began, but her words were cut off with a sharp squeak as Dess reached back with her spare paw and firmly gripped the other deer's tail, right around the base, and gave it a firm tug.\n\n\"Guess I can't really call you [i]little[/i] sis anymore, can I?\" Dess asked as if she hadn't done anything. Though under her teasing purr her voice was getting husky again; her hips were starting to rock harder, becoming less concerned with fitting more of Noelle as she was with fucking what she could. Not only to keep Noelle on the back foot but because she was getting real needy herself; the slow pace that Noelle's shape necessitated was fun in its own way but Dess had run out of patience. Her body was screaming for a proper fuck and she had no plans to delay any more.\n\nNoelle whined in protest, though. She'd been enjoying the more dominant role, enjoying taking the lead for once, but she had no chance of regaining it with Dess gradually building rhythm until she was bucking back against her.\n\nWhat she could do, though, was get some revenge on Kris.\n\n\"K-Kris, you jerk, that's not fair!\" Noelle whined out, very nearly going limp over her sister's back as Dess all but used her as a toy.\n\n\"It's not,\" Kris agreed plainly, back to sitting up on Asriel's face though now facing her with that coy little smile of theirs.\n\n\"You know... Y-You're not the only one who can do that right...?\" Noelle said sharply. Kris' eyes' widened a little under their hair and they felt Asriel's incessant, hungry licking pause.\n\n\"You wouldn't,\" Kris warned. Surely she knew there would be consequences. She wouldn't be so foolish-\n\n\"Azzy!\" Noelle barked, eyes sharp even if the rest of her was helplessly at Dess' mercy. \"Kris is a masochist too, and they fucking [i]love[/i] anal!\"\n\nThe whole time Asriel had been helpless himself. Kris' Determination ensured he had no way of squirming out, but being completely immersed in their smell and taste ensured he didn't want to. Humans had a scent so distinctive from monsters especially to Asriel's sensitive nose, and having their puberties very nearly entirely in sync but for two years of separation ensured that Asriel had gotten more than a bit familiar with it; it was a scent that had seemed ever-present in their old house, ensnaring his mind, playing a key role in forming the feelings that he'd fought so hard to keep buried. Dealing with that scent every time he'd gone into rut, contending with such intense desires [i]and[/i] trying to hide their inspiration, had been a nightmare. And in that moment he was more than happy to be digging his snout right into what felt like the source of it all.\n\nBut Kris had been taking advantage of that. They were very clearly testing Asriel's endurance, grinding down against him steadily harder and for longer. Eventually Asriel started having to squeeze, then knock at Kris' thighs just to get them to let up, and even then they'd only give him a quick breath, maybe two before coming back down. Somewhere in whatever cognizance he had he remembered what Kris had told him about breathplay, about the dizziness and euphoria that it caused, and was just barely aware enough to recognize that's exactly what Kris was doing to him. The panic of his brain gasping for oxygen only added to the total fog of lust that afflicted him, and in turn the fervor with which he ate out his sibling.\n\nThen, he heard Noelle's words. He felt Kris pause, felt them tense up around his neck and his tongue. Telltale signs of panic. Eye contact wasn't possible, but he was sure Kris would feel him grinning against their lips.\n\nAsriel's paw moved slowly. From where it gripped Kris' thigh to their crotch, slicking his fingers in the thick mixture of spit and precum drenching them, then further up. He gave them time to move, to genuinely protest, to do anything; certainly they were more than capable of overpowering him.\n\n\"Don't you dare,\" Kris breathed out. Asriel could hear the tension in their voice, and feel it in their body besides.\n\n\"Remember Kris, the safe word is mercy,\" Asriel said evenly, sounding suddenly cocky despite being muffled. He didn't get to see the severe blush on their sibling's cheeks, or the slight disbelief that accompanied it at Asriel's demeanour. Kris had already seen some of his more dominant side but hadn't expected him to have the audacity to turn it on them.\n\n'Mercy' didn't come, and so it wasn't given. Asriel's claws extended on all but his thumb and firmly gripped one of the human's broad ass-cheeks, raking down the skin with increasing pressure until it drew a yelp from the human it belonged to. Right as that yelp sounded Asriel's thumb pressed to Kris' ass, grinding against, cautiously, repeatedly, just barely spreading them around the digit before finally pushing in.\n\nAt first Kris' noises were quiet, a sort of grumbling humming growl. Asriel could feel their thighs twitching and shivering around his head, growing stronger the deeper his thumb slipped while the human's growl grew into a frustrated-sounding moan. At first Asriel expected just his thumb to be a good enough stretch, but Kris was more practiced than he would have expected of someone with such a strong dom persona; after a few increasingly-firm pushes he exchanged it for two fingers, and Kris' gasps and groans became that much less restrained.\n\nMost interesting for Asriel was that Kris' weight, and the grip of their thighs, both became so much lighter. While his fingers slowly found a rhythm he delivered a few more hard licks to the hot lips above him, finding them newly slick with fresh precum, and the pressure on him decreased even more; his broad tongue lapped at his sibling's fat clit like he was determined to clean his favourite dessert off a plate, and eventually Kris only weighed as much as he would have expected five-and-a-half-feet of human to weigh.\n\nA grin spread over his muzzle.\n\n\"Looks like Noelle knows you pretty well, huh?\" Asriel asked nobody in particular, since he didn't expect Kris to be able to form much of a reply. He was proven correct by a grunt of affirmation. A few more pumps of his fingers and Asriel stopped for just a moment, withdrawing from them... And grinning wider when Kris let out a disappointed whine while he wiped off his paw on the sleeping bag they were on. \"It's fine, Kris, I'll get back to it in just a moment. Just get off me okay?\" Asriel asked, taking on a tone that was familiar to Kris; warm, comforting, encouraging, and yet with a hint of impatience behind it.\n\nAsriel was almost surprised when Kris actually cooperated given how condescending he was being, un-straddling him while also sitting up fully to face him. Azzy pulled himself off the ground and immediately pulled Kris against him, capitalizing on the control he'd taken, though he didn't do more than pull them against his body for the moment. Kris had some stone butch tendencies, but Asriel was chipping away the rock and exposing the sensitive skin beneath. His paw cupped their cheek and even that left them shivering at the feeling of fur pressed to most of their body and those bestial bar-shaped eyes staring down at them.\n\nIt was too easy to forget; despite demeanour often making it feel otherwise, Asriel absolutely loomed over them, and drastically out-powered them without Determination's presence too. His paw was as big as their entire head and Asriel indulged in the softness of their cheek in that short pause. With their dominant persona temporarily discarded they looked nothing short of delicate to him.\n\n\"Lemme get something real quick,\" Asriel said softly, still using that sweet and kind tone. \"You should... Stretch out, okay Kris? Especially your legs. I wouldn't want you getting hurt,\" he said, brushed a quick kiss to their lips, then shifted away. Kris glanced after him with slightly narrowed eyes, not sure what he was planning nor fully ready to just let him take lead... And yet, they stood and did as he asked despite keeping a close eye on him.\n\nIt gave Asriel a moment to check on the other pair while he was pulling off his shirt - though he kept his binder on - and grabbing his bag. It wasn't too surprising that Dess had fully shoved Noelle onto the ground and was riding her like that busted-up incredibly dangerous mechanical bull they wheeled out for the festival each year. Of course Noelle couldn't keep control for long, and she was whimpering and writhing under Dess, sweetly whining that the other doe was too tight as she managed to bottom out. She was almost certainly just playing it up. Asriel stopped to say something to them both, too quiet for Kris to hear, but the only reaction was a smirk and affirming head-tilt from Dess.\n\nAsriel turned his attention back towards Kris as he stepped back over, and their expression was immediately intoxicating. They looked frustrated with themself, borderline outright resentful both that Noelle had revealed a weakness in their persona and that Asriel had opted to take advantage of it. But those were under the surface, clearly second to the hungry need that played across their blushing cheeks and the one intense scarlet eye that was visible where their hair parted.\n\nAsriel gulped a bit. He could feel that spark reigniting, the desire to be entwined with Kris' life. To be [i]needed[/i] by Kris. A bubbling possessiveness, fed by the way Kris was looking at him, the chemicals flooding his mind, the smell and taste of them that still lingered in his mouth and matted the fur of his muzzle.\n\n[i]Surely, indulging in it just once couldn't hurt?[/i]\n\nMoving his paw to cradle their face once more Asriel dipped in for a quick but firm kiss, which Kris returned without hesitation. With their attention taken like that Asriel used his spare paw to open his bag, and Kris didn't blink until their brother pressed something into their hand. He broke the kiss then leaned forward at the same time, a mix of soft if thin lips and coarse fur tickling their ear.\n\n\"Be a good little human and get me ready, okay?\" Asriel said more than asked and Kris' mind swam. His tone was lower than before, dropping some of that Kind Older Brother vibe. Kris took the offered object and immediately recognized it as a harness. There was a moment of hesitation, but as soon as they'd taken it from him Asriel's hand moved to their back, carefully raking sharp claws along it, tracing either side of their spine before dipping down to their ass again, to lightly claw at it, knead it, spread it to the cold air. \"Don't worry Kris. I'll give you [i]everything[/i] you need.\"\n\nSubmissive moods were a rare and precious thing for Kris, let alone outright subspace. And yet it felt like their thoughts had to wade through tar to reach their brain, swamped by substance, implicit promises, and a lifetime of forbidden festering lust. They didn't speak, fearing that they wouldn't be able to hold back from whining and begging like Noelle would, from stoking Asriel's growing ego even more. With their face buried in his furred shoulder Kris found themself already moving to secure the harness on him, the significance of being made to do it not lost on them at all, like a partner quietly commanding to be made hard.\n\n\"Get my dick for me, Kris. Lube it up,\" Asriel followed up once Kris was done. The statement was nothing but further enthralling, the human nodding into Azzy's shoulder as they reached back to his bag to procure both a bottle and the huge dildo that had apparently been modelled on his body. Kris believed it, knew from experience that 7 foot tall monsters tended to pack some pretty monstrous appendages.\n\n\"Some for me too,\" Asriel borderline-ordered, offering a paw to Kris which they squeezed a dollop of lube onto. While they slipped the base of the dick into the harness' ring they let out a muffled whimper as Asriel used one of those soft paw-pads to spread cold, slick fluid around their asshole. He was thorough, not rough but not careful, coating the entrance, pushing some inside to get the whole ring properly slick.\n\n\"Don't worry. I won't be too gentle,\" the caprine assured, and Kris could hear his grin in his voice. In spite of Asriel's increasing cockiness Kris was too eager to feel even a spark of rebellion. They were dutiful about getting their brother's dick slick, and grasping at his impressive size with their hands helped their mind do the same, instincts buzzing in both excitement and panic at the prospect. They gave the slippery silicone a rough pull to ensure it was in place - with no Determination it barely even budged the fit midfielder of a monster - and glanced up at him with one of those lust-fogged eyes.\n\n[i]You're strapped up and lubed up, please use your giant monster cock to fucking ruin me.[/i]\n\n\"Ready,\" Kris said instead.\n\n\"Great job,\" Asriel replied, just as casual but for the newfound self-assuredness inflecting his voice. He was positively [i]beaming[/i] a smile, in theme with the almost-platonic kiss he delivered to the human's cheek, but at odds with the way he spun them around and insistently pushed a large paw to their shoulder to force them to half-way bend over. Kris almost dropped to their hands and knees but Asriel held them in that awkward middle position, seemingly just to further demonstrate his control over them, not pushing them any further down but not letting them sit back up either.\n\nKris could feel as the tip of the cock they'd just helped Asriel set up pressed cautiously to, and then slowly into, their ass. He only pushed until it had tapered to about two (monster) fingers thick and about twice that deep, then once it was deep enough that their posture didn't matter as much he slowly pulled their shoulder back until they were upright again against him. Kris let out a soft, shaky breath as the sensations began to hit them, the initial discomfort fading away to pure pleasure. It was a damn intimidating dick but Kris wasn't too worried. The heavily tapered shape meant it wouldn't be too rough until towards the base, and they doubted Asriel would be callous enough to try to try for the whole length at all, let alone to do so too quickly.\n\nKris was letting themself space out slightly and indulge in the rare surrender of control, enjoying those steadily ramping sensations, the silicone gently and gradually spreading them and the feeling of a powerful, furred body against their back. So much so that they didn't even notice Asriel's paws on the back of their thighs until the stability of ground was just suddenly [i]gone.[/i] It very nearly got a squeal from the shocked, wide-eyed human as a few inches suddenly pushed into them all at once. Their vision was so blurred that they had to blink a few times, long and hard, to clear it, and realize that Asriel had pulled their legs out from under them and was holding them up with the strength of his arms alone.\n\n\"Asriel! What the hell?!\" Kris barked out, cheeks flushed dark red. They knew they were far too concerned about the idea of Noelle and Dess giving them shit for the position the cinnamon-bun choir-boy had pulled them into, of being mocked for losing control, but it was a hold-over from those times when their body wasn't fully their own and not a habit easily broken.\n\n\"Did you think I could only be soft and gentle Kris?... Dess may call the shots but she likes when I'm rough with her,\" their brother's voice breathed into their ear, even huskier from both ego and effort. He went from simply holding Kris' thighs in something close to a seated position to hooking his forearms behind the back of their knees and pulling their legs up to their chest. It dropped Kris further on the strap, deeper than they thought Asriel would've dared to go, stretching them as much as they'd ever allowed Noelle to and then some. The position squeezed their body tighter and made the fit even more difficult, but Asriel just kept talking, voice calm and composed. \"She used to yell at me until I'd really let loose. So I learned how to throw her around. Learned how to really [i]fuck[/i] her. Because that's what makes her happy. And I like making her happy,\" Asriel purred. Paused. And then, added lower still and bordering a growl; \"I want to make you happy too, Kris.\"\n\n\"But this...\" Kris panted out, the position making it hard to talk.\n\n\"Do you want me to stop?\" Asriel asked against their head, once more using that sweet voice of his. The one he used when mom caught him being a jerk or doing something he shouldn't have been. The one he always used to get out of trouble.\n\nJust like old times, it worked.\n\n\"... No,\" Kris eventually huffed out after a beat of hesitation.\n\nAsriel's muzzle pulled further into a smile against their cheek while his arms shifted more, enough for his paws to reach the back of their head. His efforts to excel at everything he did had included a stint on the wrestling team and he was happy to demonstrate the more practical skills he'd picked up. With their knees pushed to their shoulders and their chin pressed to their chest, Kris was thoroughly locked in place.\n\n\"Good. Let me make you happy.\"\n\nWithout any more delay Asriel rolled his hips back, lifted Kris up, then pushed up while dropping the poor human with a completely uncharacteristic lack of compassion. Another, smoother, deeper as he found his balance and got used to Kris' weight. Kris choked out a gasp, clenched their teeth to try to hold back a moan, but when Asriel leaned his body back further, putting more of Kris' weight on his chest so he could make those thrusts even deeper, they gave in and let it flow freely. Of course they knew he was fit but it wasn't like he'd ever thrown a real punch at them. The arm strength required to hold them up and rock them a few inches, the thigh strength to thrust nearly the whole damn dildo back and forth in them, the core strength to support everything...\n\nNone of that entered Kris' mind at all. The dick didn't leave any room for that. Their vision throbbed with each pump, it felt like their entire soul did, Asriel only compressed their body even further in that full nelson hold each time he brought them down onto his dick, fucking the thoughts right out of Kris' mind until only their brother's fat dick was left.\n\n\"Also, I did have a thought,\" Asriel grunted against them, not snapping them out of their trance but at least returning enough alertness to moan out something resembling a 'huh?' \"I've been thinking about breathplay a [i]lot[/i] since you showed us... Since you were nice enough to give me that demonstration earlier while sitting on my face, how about I show you where I'm at?\" the goat-monster 'suggested'. He didn't bother to give Kris time to reply, since Kris hadn't bothered to ask him either; his paws moved down, just a little but enough. It still kept them locked in place, but gave him the opportunity to press his palms down against their neck. His studiousness paid off yet again, not needing any instruction to know exactly where those major arteries were.\n\nKris sucked in a sharp breath. Not even Susie could get away with doing that to them. But in the moment, with their brain buzzing on intoxicants and their clit throbbing and such a wonderfully huge dick, seemingly made perfectly just to hit their limit and push at its edges, ploughing into them over and over again... They couldn't say no. Or maybe it was just Asriel they couldn't say no to. To his credit he waited a moment for a protest, but it didn't come, and his paws carefully squeezed inwards more. It didn't take much, just a little bit of oxygen loss piled on top of everything else was enough to make Kris whine and whimper, gasp and groan.\n\nAnd then, his hips stopped. Though his paws stayed put, just enough to make Kris' head swim [i](more).[/i] A confused and needy whine sounded from the younger Dreemurr, but Asriel didn't budge, resting his hips.\n\n\"Do you want more?\" Asriel asked once he felt comfortable he could keep most of his pleasure out of his voice.\n\n\"Nnyes..!\" Kris whined quietly in reply, getting a throaty chuckle from Asriel.\n\n\"You... Do you want the knot, Kris...?\" he asked in mock shock.\n\nAnother whine, even less decipherable, but clearly affirmative.\n\n\"Well... 'Knight,' was what Noelle kept calling you, right?\"\n\nOne more whine, though this one was laced with both confusion and impatience. [i]Get on with it![/i]\n\n\"Well... A Knight is subservient to their Prince, aren't they?\" Asriel asked in just barely above a whisper. The side of his lips pressed right up to Kris' ear, making sure nobody else would hear him, his outer eye-tooth grazing Kris' cheek.\n\n\"Mmn...?\"\n\n\"I said a Knight serves their Prince. You're my Knight, Kris. If you want me to give you my knot, to truly make you [i]mine,[/i] you need to ask very nicely.\"\n\nKris' cheeks burned, though not as much as they would have were Asriel speaking aloud. If it was just them, if it was just between them and Asriel, them and the brother who used to be their world, who they used to depend on for absolutely everything...\n\n\"... Please...?\" Kris managed. Being interrupted mid-fuck, even if they had been given some time to catch their breath, made it far easier to swallow what little of their pride threatened to bubble up.\n\n\"Please what?\" Asriel purred, and Kris' jaw tensed.\n\n\"Please g-give me the knot,\" they stammered with need, voice still more strained.\n\n\"Please [i]who?\"[/i] Asriel added, and he heard Kris hiss through their teeth.\n\n\"Please, my Prince, give me your knot. Give me everything,\" they said, midway between grunt and whisper.\n\n\"You'll be mine, Kris...?\" Asriel asked, voice suddenly cautious as if the question was far more important than just bedroom dirty-talk.\n\nThe human groaned quietly. Kris swore they would have shouted if Dess and Noelle weren't only a few feet away. Their cheeks must have been as red as their eyes.\n\n\"I want to be yours, please, Asriel, please give me the damn [i]dick already!\"[/i] they hissed as loudly as they could without risking the other pair hearing, wiggling against the caprine's grip but with no Determination to back it.\n\nFinally, it was enough. Asriel's maw split in a wicked grin, then parted to give a possessive lick all the way along the side of Kris' face, from neck to jaw to ear to temple. Kris whined as he pushed, whimpered as he pulled, and that time Asriel genuinely did get a squeal from them as he stuffed his knot into them.\n\n... And then pulled out. Kris barely had time for the worry that he was going to tease and deny them more to enter their mind, before it was back in again. And out. And in. Each completely robbed Kris of their breath, each came faster, each took less effort as they felt like their hole would surely be ruined forever, but Asriel built into a rhythm of fucking them with his knot until it slipped in and out almost as easily as the rest of him. It was something an organic dick could almost certainly never do; Asriel's knot was thinner, he didn't have the risk of over-stimulation, nor the borderline-irresistible instinctive urge to leave his knot buried once it was in there.\n\n\"Nobody else will ever give you dick like this Kris,\" Asriel whispered into their sibling's ear, but the words would go unheard. The earlier pounding had already shaken almost all thought out of Kris' mind, but now it threatened to fuck them into a higher state of being, drunk on lust and having the best trip of their life. Asriel's maw pulled into a rare snarl beside their face, drool smearing Kris' cheek, sharp canines brushing against their skin while that low animalistic growl filled their ears, punctuated by grunting as he fucked them harder and added to the symphony of slaps and squelches that his increasingly savage pace caused. Somewhere in Kris' completely hammered mind they acknowledged that their tongue was hanging out and drool was dripping down their chest. They couldn't possibly care.\n\nAt some point Asriel sunk fully into them and held there. He twitched and whined as an orgasm hit him, caused half by the constant grinding against his clit and half just from the euphoria of fucking someone - of fucking Kris - so fiercely. He rode it out for a while, grinding against Kris like he would against a hand or face to keep that pressure and low stimulation against his clit, and when his head cleared enough... He kept going as if he'd never even stopped.\n\nKris had no idea how much time passed while Asriel hammered their ass raw while occasionally sending their brain into that wonderful middle space between worlds by firmly squeezing the sides of their neck, but eternity wouldn't have been enough.\n\n\"Damn, Azzy, looks like you're really warming to this breathplay thing. Never seen you dick someone down this good,\" a more feminine voice mused, but Kris didn't hear it, didn't even process that its owner was right in front of them.\n\n\"Hmm... I think you've made a face like this before.\"\n\n\"Shut up. Let me get in there.\"\n\n\"Sure.\"\n\nAsriel's thrusts slowed to a pause and Kris whimpered in need. They didn't even know if they were close to (another?) orgasm but they didn't care, they just wanted more. But Asriel pulled them back fully to his chest so he could more easily lower them to the ground, finally released them from the constricting position and fully removed his paws from their neck. Kris' mind began to clear, their vision with it, only for another shock to crash through them.\n\n\"This is fine right, Krismas?... Noelle said it would be,\" Dess said, a hint of care in her voice but it was overpowered by a more-significant portion of derision. Kris blinked into alertness, looking down and finding the older deer girl under them. Another blink, and furred paws gently pressed down on their shoulders, pushing something inside of them. But not their ass; Dess was wearing a much, much more modest strap-on and Asriel was 'helping' to sink Kris onto it, pushing into their absolutely fucking [i]saturated[/i] cunt.\n\nVaginal wasn't normally something they liked but Noelle knew them too well. Knew that when they had those rare submissive moods they adored something small inside of them. Their lack of regular practice meant even the small toy was a stretch, and it was a [i]little[/i] bigger than Kris normally would've liked, but they were a [i]lot[/i] more fuck-brained than they'd been in a long time. Their glassy rubies eyes eventually found Dess' cocky emerald gaze and the deer's muzzle pulled into that common wolfish grin of hers, right as she held down a thumb against the dildo strapped to her. Kris almost squealed, again, when vibrations started to quake through their entire body.\n\n\"C'mon. Yeesh. I didn't even turn it on high,\" Dess hummed, moving both of her arms up behind her head to prop herself up once the toy was switched on. She was clearly in afterglow and just helping the people still going, relaxing as she enjoyed the show and the payback both. The strength didn't matter to Kris, they were hypersensitive as they came down from the high of subspace.\n\nBut nobody present had any plan to let them land fully. Once they were fully in Dess' lap, Asriel's dick pushed against their ass again. Their mouth opened, they wondered if they wanted to point out that he was already such a tight fit without another toy in them. No words came; the dick sunk in but Asriel was more gentle than before, pushing until he heard Kris whimper. That was the best they could do to signal their limit.\n\n\"I know I'm gonna pay for this later, so let me enjoy it as much as I can now, okay?\" another voice asked. At first Kris thought it was Dess, still thoroughly out of it, but hooved fingers gently tangled into their hair and tugged their face gently to the side, coming face to face with... Angel. Noelle always smelled good but in that moment it was like blood to a shark. They didn't even hesitate, she didn't even have to ask; trembling hands raised on sheer instinct, one on the doe's hip for some desperately needed balance, the other gripping the fat doe dick being offered to them while immediately moving to lick it, kiss it, rub their lips and then practically their entire face against it.\n\n\"Shit. Look at them go. And they say humans don't have heat.\"\n\n\"They have less of it but monthly, don't they?\" Asriel asked, almost conversationally. He was fortunate for his dick being silicone in that moment, there was no way he'd still be able to go so hard if it was fragile flesh.\n\n\"I think they just like being a little flesh-toy for the big tough monsters.\"\n\n\"[b]Dess![/b] That's... Kinda racist??\"\n\n\"They're practically fucking drunk on your musk and grinding in our laps like they're begging to get knocked up. C'mon. Is that the face of someone who doesn't wanna get called 'skinny' in the moment?\"\n\nNoelle's brows shot up, and she would have yelled again... Except Kris let out a shaking, trembling groan and doubled their efforts. The hand on her dick squeezed and immediately started to pump along her length hard enough to make precum splatter their cheek where they nuzzled it, like they were trying to scent-mark it but only marking themself in the process. So the doe girl just bit her lip to hold back both her words and the moans she hummed through her teeth.\n\n\"Think Dess might have hit the nail on the head,\" Asriel said, voice surprised but... Not much. It was a small revelation by the trip's standards.\n\nAny further thoughts from Noelle were cut off when Kris opened their mouth to practically make out with the head of her cock. Dess had fucked herself to two orgasms without a single break and both the now-discarded condom and overstimulation had stopped her from being able to actually cum herself, something her slightly sadistic sister had delighted in. But Kris knew her better, what she liked, that slow and steady roughness, the way they slowly squeezed their lips all over the sensitive head while their tongue ground up against her slit, all with a tight but slow pumping behind it that got lighter towards the head. With some effort they stretched their jaw enough to take her slightly-flared head fully into their lips, suckling it, squeezing it with the walls of their mouth and the plush lips that cushioned their teeth from her.\n\nNoelle whimpered and stammered out completely unrestrained moans. She couldn't even remember the last time Kris had given her head but hell if she wasn't going to take advantage of the moment, one of her paws tangling in their hair and dragging them down until she both heard and felt a gag building... And then held it there. Angel knew they'd shown her how to force someone through their gag reflex and she was happy to return the favour, not letting them pull back as much as they probably would've preferred, waiting until the gag passed, then only pulling them down more.\n\nIt didn't last though, Noelle was far too pent up. She lightly pushed Kris away from her, squeezing the final few pumps herself before her orgasm hit her like a truck, cumming so hard her balls felt immediately sore... All over Kris' face. Something she had never, ever gotten to do before, and something she figured she might not live to see a second time. But, Angel, that would've been a fair price for the act.\n\nKris was fucked far too senseless to have their usual reservations. They loved it. The words, the two monsters rocking against them and Noelle coating their entire face, concentrated doe musk dripping down their lips and cheeks and chin and neck, far more intoxicating than the beer and weed ever could have been. They let her do it while riding out a final orgasm of their own, panting out a series of low trembling whimpers, twitching head to toe in Dess' lap and relying almost entirely on Asriel to hold them up. It took them a few moments, after their mind returned to Earth, to realize they had very nearly passed out, and not for the first time that night.\n\nWhen Asriel felt that Kris could finally keep upright on their own he pulled back, carefully slipped out of them, reached down to turn off the vibrator Dess had strapped on, and then collapsed completely with a laugh. His muscles were burning. His entire cunt was so over-stimulated he was sure he'd be feeling it for days. It was starting to set in, post-horny-brain, that he'd fucked his sibling and this would undoubtedly cause complications. He had zero regrets.\n\n\"You've seen what Susie and I are like,\" Kris shocked everyone by having enough awareness to say, albeit croaked in pleasure and muffled with the cock they still nuzzled against. Their scarlet eyes, still so glassy, at least managed to have a bit of presence to them as they glanced up at Noelle from under their hair. \"You should know damn well I'd be into this.\"\n\n\"Well... Maybe I just didn't want to say anything if you didn't give the okay?\" Noelle whimpered after swallowing to compose herself, as shaky on her feet as everyone else. She wanted nothing more than to just pass out for twelve hours but... Kris had grabbed her dick again.\n\n\"Oh, because you've showed so much concern for my enthusiastic consent tonight?\" Kris drawled, yet somehow still managed to make it sound like a snap.\n\n\"Th- I don't-\" Noelle stammered, but was cut off by another whine as Kris gave a firm squeeze to her incredibly sore dick.\n\n\"All three of you better watch your backs,\" Kris grumbled, finally releasing their girlfriend. Noelle sighed with relief and immediately dropped onto her ass, then flopped to her side on the floor of the tent.\n\n\"Damn. You all look fucked. Should've taken it easy like I did,\" Dess gloated. And immediately let out a stifled groan of pain as Kris pushed down a bit lower than where they'd been sitting, more against both her pussy and thighs.\n\n\"Yeah. December Holiday being all-talk, what else is new,\" Kris snorted, taking all of their remaining strength to push themself off Dess' strap and lap both, crawling to their sleeping bag while Dess grunted something about cocky humans under her breath. Kris huffed a breath, too tired to laugh.\n\nIt was only Asriel who could bring himself to stand up. He moved with practice, used to being the only one with enough strength for the bare-minimum aftercare given his athletic hobbies, unstrapping his own dick and stepping out of the harness then undoing Dess' and tugging it off for her. Kris protested weakly when he unzipped their sleeping bag, annoyed, but only for a moment. Asriel had opened out his and Dess' too and brought it over to use as a blanket.\n\nNobody needed to be told to move, the promise of warmth and sleep beckoned them all. Noelle stumbled into the makeshift bed beside Kris, Asriel on their other side and Dess behind him. The sleeping bags being undone meant less warmth but that hardly mattered to three monsters and a human all cuddled up against each other, bodies tangled, messy, sticky, streaked and matted with bodily fluids, absolutely reeking of sex. And all four of them, despite knowing there'd be so much to discuss and lay out, more content than they'd felt in so long.\n\n\"So, y'all busy next weekend?\" Kris mumbled against Asriel's shoulder, getting a tired scoff from the cuddle pile, but for a light smack to the head from Dess.\n\n\"Maybe when I've recovered. So. Try next year,\" Asriel mumbled right back.\n\n\"We could bring Susie next time?\" Noelle suggested, only half joking.\n\n\"Absolutely fucking not, she would've insisted she get to fuck at least [i]one[/i] of us and I enjoy living.\"\n\n\"Asriel's the biggest. He can take one for the team,\" Dess bravely offered her boyfriend.\n\n\"I'm not sure how I would explain the time off to coach.\"\n\n\"'Hey coach, sorry, you'll have to bench me this week. Just not literally because I have been permanently robbed of the ability to sit down.'\"\n\n\"'Here lies Asriel, he discovered that the phrase 'back blown out' is not always metaphorical.'\"\n\nSoft jokes and playful jabs mumbled into fur and skin carried the group through the last of their final night, sharing and soaking in warmth and afterglow and love. Despite their tiredness they were far too thoroughly enjoying the comforting haze of afterglow in each others' company, and sleep didn't claim them in full until the few dawn rays that snuck between the tree line began to drip through the fabric of the tent.\n\n===\n\nAfter a groggy afternoon full of desperately gulping down water and inhaling food, constant whines about soreness and chafing, and an exhaustingly thorough cleaning session, Asriel was the one to give in and suggest they call in a ride home. Nobody dared even tease him for it given everyone present felt like they'd collapse trying to make the walk home. The Dreemurr matron arrived some time later in her SUV, actually making use of that excessive space for once as all of their camping gear was crammed into the boot and then two deer and a human crammed into the back seats, Asriel taking the front.\n\n\"I am guessing you all had a good time then?\" Toriel asked once everyone was inside, not at all bothered by being asked the favour. She certainly noticed the deep bags around everyone's eyes but chose not to show it.\n\n\"Yeah. We uh, did a lot of hiking,\" Noelle explained.\n\n\"Really pushed our limits,\" Kris hummed, getting a subtle elbow in the ribs from Noelle.\n\n\"I hope you ate well?\"\n\n\"Yeah I think we're all pretty stuffed still,\" Dess added, poker face [i]nearly[/i] as effective as even Kris'. Asriel had to bite down on his lip.\n\n\"And everyone got along well?\" Toriel checked, seemingly oblivious.\n\n\"Well. You said you wanted to be involved in my life again, right Azzy?\" Kris asked.\n\n\"Yeah. That's why we went camping in the first place isn't it?\" Asriel asked, not sure exactly what Kris was getting at.\n\n\"Well. It was a bit unconventional, but nobody can say we didn't really manage to come together.\"\n\nAsriel stared ahead in a moment of sheer disbelief at the immense power of Kris' poker face to not so much as crack a smile at that comment, before extremely pointedly looking out the side window while squeezing a paw over his muzzle to desperately try to hold back whatever uproar of laughter threatened to burst from him. He only barely managed it, voice shaky when he finally replied.\n\n\"Yeah, I uh... I guess we should do this again sometime huh? I'm not sure we've ever been closer,\" Asriel said, tempting fate as he again had to fight back his own laughter. Kris barely even cracked a smile despite wearing the amusement on their face.\n\nNeither noticed Toriel slowly shaking her head as she spared a glance to the rear-view mirror, a very faint smirk on her muzzle as the car slowly pulled onto the road home. Just like they hadn't noticed her eyes catching the faint stains they'd missed, the couple of hickeys lingering under Noelle's fur, or the way both Kris and Noelle winced hard upon sitting down.\n\nToriel had a better poker face than any of them as a single, nonchalant thought crossed her mind.\n\n[i]Took them long enough.[/i]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Kris and Asriel's need raged hotter than the literal fire behind them until they lost track of time, burning up the fuel in them both before turning on the other. The blaze was all-consuming, grunts and growls, small scratches on flesh and pulled threads in clothes as they completely caved into their desire to press their bodies as close as they could possibly get to each other. Their hands wandered, not too boldly but certainly not reserved, over cheeks and necks, shoulders and arms, along backs and with the occasional quick, teasing brush lower still, testing the waters. With so few words said neither were sure about boundaries, yet their fires demanded more fuel for the furnace.

Even as it started to wane the kiss was still hungry, ceaseless but less destructive, and at the very least not so deep that they couldn't breathe. Finally smouldering into a much more calm flame, Kris still holding the caprine down with an arm hooked behind his neck but no longer squirming around all tangled limbs. Their hands inversely got bolder though, the less frenzied fight for dominance with their mouths leaving them more room to roam. Exploring the unique feels of skin and caprine fur, putting feel to the visual of how their bodies had grown and changed, finding what was firm and what was soft and, most importantly, what caused the other to let out eager little huffs of booze-tinted breath into the space they made with their mismatched mouths.

Eventually fingers loosened and Asriel's head drew back, both gasping for air. Their eyes met again, blinking in renewed disbelief that what had happened had indeed happened.

"We really...?" Asriel rasped out.

"And Undyne hasn't arrested us yet," Kris answered pre-emptively. Both froze for a moment, then turned their heads slightly to the side as they near simultaneously started scoffing laughter. "Damn, we could've been doing this for years."

"KRIS!! You were-"

"Sorry, you're right, I really almost set us up for eternal damnation since our record is so otherwise spotless. C'mon, the fantasy won't hurt anyone, this sure would've spiced up home life," Kris hummed with a faint smirk. "Covering each others' mouths with mom a room over, going into a fucken' frenzy when she goes out, rushing to clean up before she's home..." the human thought out loud, more to get a reaction out of Asriel than anything; he just sighed and shook his head. He knew the tone they took when they were riling him.

"What are we even... Going to do...?"

"Fuck?" Kris offered simply, donning their expert-level poker face. The caprine's skin burned under his fur.

"All other concerns aside," Asriel hissed as he sat up to straddle his sibling (ugh) and took in a deep breath, "I don't think Dess and Noelle would want to just sit around watching us do th-" Asriel began, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he looked behind him.

"Have you met those two? They'd probably love t-" Kris, likewise, froze as they squirmed around to look past their brother, the so often unflappable human shocked into wide-eyed silence.

"Y'know, I think mom was right. That 'weird little human' really is a bad influence on us, huh?"

Noelle whimpered softly. Her nose would have been sufficient as a night-light if the fire wasn't still burning behind the others. Thin lips traced her neck, brushing, placing kisses and the occasional nip. Hot breath was visible in the cold air both from her own mouth and rolling down her collar. The smell of cheap rum infused those searing breaths, much more hot and intoxicating than the alcohol itself, and only aided in clouding her senses along with the roaming mouth and the hard-tipped paws that grazed her waist, her stomach, teased at the edges of her breasts.

Green eyes stared dead at Asriel and Kris from over her shoulder. As they watched Dess' tongue lolled from her mouth to drag slowly, pointedly up the length of her sister's neck.

"... Dess?" Asriel breathed out, still deep in shock. Kris, under him, was much quicker to process and already trying to hold back snorts of laughter. "But... But you two really are related, and-"

"Oh, you're right, I should put a condom on my tongue so I can't knock her up by kissing her!" December snapped. "The Angel's either real chill or, what, our Soul is disintegrated or something? Turns out this little freak's been thinkin' dirty thoughts," the deer said while Noelle's cheeks only heated more. "And, y'know what? I don't give a damn. She's an adult. I sure as shit don't want kids. Who even cares at this point? Ain't making her neck any less kissable." Dess punctuated that with yet another kiss to Noelle's neck, and the younger Holiday seemed to reciprocate it with a happy whimper and a flex of her hooves.

Asriel looked down to Kris as if seeking approval. He was definitely the most unsure of the group, the only one present who would enthusiastically call himself an Angelicist and the most affected by Toriel's conservatism... Not that Angelicism actually had any defined scripture specifically condemning the act. Just vibes. His concerns played out on his face as they raced in his mind; the ethics of it all, the possible ramifications, Noelle's goals for a career in politics, everyone's blatantly compromised sobriety.

Kris looked up at him and, still biting their lip to hold back laughter, gave a shrug that was overpoweringly certain with just how nonchalant it was. The goat glanced once more back at the pair, back down to Kris, shook his head a bit, then gave a shrug of his own.

"Live and let live?" Kris offered and Asriel just scoffed. He wasn't in a position to throw any stones.

"Live and let live I guess!"

"Alright. Now that we have the freaks' approval," Dess grumbled, "can we please go into the tent and crack out the space heater? I think a little more cheating on the whole hardcore camping thing is justified if we're all gonna be naked in the dead of angel-damned night."

The others raised no complaint.

===

There was a lull as the group filed into the tent, removing outer clothes to not spread around dirt and rushing to turn on the small battery-powered heater they brought just in case. A mild bit of awkwardness, a small few moments to once more question whether they were actually doing something wrong. Or, more wrong than they were willing to do, at least.

It didn't last; Asriel got in last, only wearing a plain long-sleeved tee and boxer shorts, and before he could even zip up the tent behind him Kris was dragging him into another kiss. The small human was down to their black turtleneck and thermal leggings, and warming themself made up at least some portion of why they threw themself at him.

"C-C'mon, at least wait for me to close the door..?" Asriel asked through it, lips muffled by Kris'.

"Too cold, you're warm and fuzzy. Plus I got some missed time to make up for," Kris said, voice casual despite the content. The others laughed, Noelle stepping in to zip up the door for them. Dess in turn turned on the kerosene lamp hanging from the roof though only very low, then decided it was worth it to cheat a little more still, setting her phone playing in the corner of the tent. Post-punk seemed the obvious choice given it was relatively understated and something everyone present could mostly agree on.

Noelle minded the cold much less than the others and losing her outerwear had left her in only a bra and panties, pastel pink and frills at odds with both the rough camping and the intimidating half-hard bulge that the panties were already completely inept in the face of; Dess had thoroughly shaken out Asriel's hoodie just so she could keep wearing it, the baggy article completely covering up the relatively no-nonsense boy shorts she wore under.

"So are... We all sure about this?" Noelle was the one to double-check at the risk of hurting the mood with introspection. Fortunately, she was met with nods all around.

"We've come this far and haven't been smote by divine wrath yet. If you're still down then I am," Dess said with a casual shrug. Kris only hummed affirmation into Asriel's muzzle, while their brother at least broke the kiss to look at first the other two, then down at Kris.

"Uh... I guess it's no surprise I'm the least sure?... But even I'm not going to pretend it hasn't been a guilty fantasy for a long time. If you're sure, if you're really certain, Kris..." Asriel trailed off. Kris nodded, putting their gremlin nature aside for at least long enough to give him a genuine, warm smile that they hoped was reassuring. Not that they were too great with getting sappy, but, they could manage in small bursts.

"What's the actual worst thing that can happen? A falling out? That can happen anyway. And I'd bet repressed desires are just as much likely to cause one as embraced ones."

Asriel blinked.

"Gosh, Kris, since when did you get wise?"

"You got all the book smarts, I had to get a few of the inherited brain-cells," Kris deadpanned as they wrapped their arms further around Asriel's neck. With their eyes locked on each other it seemed like they would pull him down for another kiss, but they combined a pull, a twist of their hips and a sweep to the back of one of Asriel's feet - all occupying a middle space between gentle and rough - to effortlessly send their much larger, fitter brother toppling down onto a sleeping bag with a high-pitched yelp.

Asriel's reflex was to sit up but before he could there was a surprisingly heavy weight sitting on his stomach and pinning him down, and when he tried to push against it, it wouldn't even budge. The hands and hips that pinned his shoulders and body felt like they belonged to a monster twice his size. He knew Kris had the ability but it was his first time experiencing it, during their old play-fighting his sibling never had the resolve to actually utilize their Determination and more-physical biology against him. No matter how bratty he got, no matter how much he humble-bragged or how much Toriel accidentally held Kris in his shadow, Kris could never muster up even the tiniest bit of spite for him.

The hard scarlet eyes staring down at him now were different. The same eyes as when they'd grazed Noelle with their knife, held it to her throat while she confessed to her desires, bucked their hips to stuff her cock down his throat. The eyes of someone who could put aside their feelings to examine when he was being hurtful and had doubtless mulled on his more toxic behaviour when they were younger. There was a boundless ocean of love reflected in those eyes but shadows of resentment swirled in it, sharks circling, waiting for a single drop of blood to break through the water's surface.

Those eyes, Asriel was certain in that moment, belonged to someone who could hurt him.

"So what, exactly, do we want to do?" Kris asked calmly. They didn't move from pinning Asriel down, didn't even look to the other two. Asriel couldn't pull his eyes away either, the position under them giving a rare direct view of Kris' expression.

"I think I have a good idea for it," Dess interjected from behind the pair. Asriel felt, rather than saw as warm breath began to wash over his thighs. It wasn't a foreign sensation, sensory deprivation was one of the kinks the relatively-vanilla couple actually engaged in from time to time, but having it blocked by a body rather than a blindfold was new and played into his regular fantasies about group play.

Kris glanced back at her and the deer gave them a wink while nodding her head upwards. Dess could see a slow blink from her position, before a grin spread over their lips that only Dess saw.

"Ah... I get you," the human mumbled, turning back to Asriel right after with significantly more of a smirk on their features. "Ready to step things up, big bro?"

The monster winced a bit under them. "Do you have to call me that right now?"

"Can you honestly say you dislike it?"

Asriel's eyes narrowed. Kris' held the gaze. The caprine rolled his eyes to try to ignore the flush over his muzzle.

"Yes, I'm ready."

"That's the spirit, big bro," Kris repeated with a scoff, now grinning. They pulled off their turtleneck revealing just a binder underneath, tossing it lazily to the side, then shifted on top of Asriel until they could pull off their leggings and their briefs with it. Asriel gulped. Kris had stayed fully clothed the previous morning, only giving the caprine peeks at the body he'd tried so hard to stop stealing looks at over the years, and just like that they were naked but for their binder on top of him. It wasn't the same when they were swimming. Even the binder followed, though, Kris peeling the tight article off of themself with a grunt.

"You're not going to be uncomfortable..?" Asriel asked. Kris just ruffled his hair condescendingly, enjoying the position of power over the much larger monster.

"They kinda grew on me. In more than the literal sense. I bind more for the aesthetic than dysphoria. I like the duality of pulling off a binder to some decent tits," Kris said casually. Indeed, Asriel could see just from the shape of Kris' breasts that they didn't bind nearly as much as they used to. "So no, in fact I wholly encourage you to, as they say, get in there."

Asriel was hesitant - it was hard not to project his own preferences onto the nonbinary human - but he reached up to run his hands over Kris' comparatively small body, claws and paw-pads and the soft but coarse fur around them providing contrasting sensations, until both his paws slid up Kris' chest to cup their breasts and get a happy sigh from them accompanied by an arching of their back. That was enough to convince him pretty cleanly.

Kris glanced back for a moment, out of Asriel's vision. When they looked back they were grinning even wider, though Asriel barely noticed it for the distraction of their chest.

"Go for it."

Asriel went to let out an inquisitive hum but was interrupted by Kris sliding upwards and, completely without ceremony, grinding their pussy against his muzzle. His jaw opened to complain, to protest, or maybe just to moan? He wasn't sure because the thought evaporated as Dess tugged down his shorts and got her face between them and his crotch at almost the exact same time as Kris pushing down further, directly against his open mouth. The flood of taste and smell, the overpowering warmth of December's mouth, the feeling of his clit fattening rapidly against her tongue and Kris' doing the same against his own left his brain completely fried, and before Asriel could even consider what to do he was whining and moaning while eagerly lapping.

Kris' domineering grin was still just barely visible over the rises of their pubis, stomach and breasts. A spark of a thought in Asriel's mind wondered if they'd positioned themself specifically so he could still see that, but when the instinctive lapping of his tongue made the smaller human grunt out a blissful, husky "Good boy" his last two brain-cells collided and disintegrated. Less a thought, just a feeling remained: Angel, they taste good.

Noelle watched all this sitting patiently, hands folded over her lap. Dess had very specifically instructed her to sit where she was sitting and it didn't really matter who it came from, to Noelle's mind an order was an order. It left her with not much to look at aside from her sister's fat ass wiggling in the air while she dug into her boyfriend's cunt, the hoodie baggy but certainly not baggy enough to stop it from riding up to expose her boy-shorts. Noelle probably would have had thoughts about the thick lips grinding back and forth under them or the fluid staining them, which she probably would have told herself were invasive, but they weren't needed; the tight, light-grey fabric showed all that off just fine.

The situation was still hard to believe, her nerves still tight and the weight of stigma still heavy on her, but she knew what she wanted. Every moment watching those hips eroded the final foundation of the doubt. The intoxicants helped, but she was certain they only changed her readiness to act on her desires, not the desires themselves.

She was entranced enough that she didn't notice someone was talking to her until something light conked her in the head, snapping her immediately out of her reverie. She looked up at Kris who was looking back at her over their shoulder, trying not to laugh and giving her a peace sign. She looked down and found a box of condoms in her lap; her and Kris always carried them, even if they rarely had need for them. A bottle of lube and a hand-towel followed but she was ready after the condoms and caught them.

"Um, Dess? Kris just passed me some c-condoms, and-" Noelle spoke up, trying to check. Dess didn't need to talk, one of her paws came back and slapped her own ass twice in plainly clear encouragement, wiggling her hips just to make sure and arching them enough to make her slit strain against her underwear.

"I thought you were the polite one, Noelle? You shouldn't make your sister try to talk while eating," Kris said, throaty with pleasure. Noelle shot them a glare for both the bad joke and their obvious attempt to tease her with the title; they weren't using their dom voice and that meant bratting was fair play.

"That's very true, Kris. By the way, how does your brother's tongue feel?"

"Great. Yours is better trained, but, we can work on that," Kris answered, unphased.

Noelle bit on her lip in half-mock frustration at both Kris' words and the task in front of her, discarding her already-mostly-useless panties then wincing a bit as she rolled the slightly-too-tight silicone over her dick. She wasn't about to admit that Kris' goading had gotten her even harder but, well. It had. The condoms were Kris' way of telling her two things; that they planned to be going for quite a while and wanted her to make use of the fact that the slightly-too-small condoms practically served as a cock ring; and where they wanted her to fuck. Maybe Kris wanted some payback for all of Dess' sass.

... Noelle wanted some, too.

December, tongue already as deep as she could grind it in Asriel, chuckled to herself as her shorts were pulled down, then widened her eyes slightly as slickened hooved fingertips pressed delicately against her ass.

"Is this okay Dess?... We've got to be careful right?... Plus you're so kinky, I bet you do this all the time."

Dess grumbled into her boyfriend's crotch. The little shit knew she wasn't about to back down... Granted, she did really like anal anyway, so it wasn't like she was doing something she didn't want to even if the little glimpses she'd gotten of what Noelle was packing were mildly concerning. But it was mostly just annoying that the younger Holiday was being so audacious. Not enough for her to do anything about it, though. Another two slaps, she hoped, conveyed get on with it you little bitch well enough. She'd find payback opportunity.

One of Noelle's fingers pressed in, spreading the tight ring around it, and a little smirk tugged at the younger Holiday's muzzle at feeling how easily Dess opened up.

"Oh... I was right. You get around, huh?" Noelle asked nobody in particular, having little trouble slipping in her second finger after a single push. She didn't quite have a purr like Kris or Dess did, but rather her teasing voice was cutesy, bubbly, melodic, and brimming with condescension. It was a tone similar to one Asriel occasionally used before Dess put him in his place, and that only made it more annoying that she was too preoccupied eating him out to snap any snark.

That and she was afraid that if she opened her mouth she would just wind up moaning; Noelle was surprisingly rough. The two large digits slid in to where the hard nail-like hoove-tips ended, pulled out halfway, and then pushed all the way to the second knuckles. Her fingers were a bit bigger than Asriel's on account of only having three of them, and Dess was thoroughly blindsided by how little consideration she showed; focusing on Asriel's pussy was the only way she stopped herself from making more noise than she did. In retrospect it would've seemed obvious that someone as clearly masochistic as Noelle would have a sadistic streak when on top.

And, indeed, Noelle knew exactly what she was doing. She pushed at the edge's of her sister's limits in a similar if gentler way to how she liked it herself, watching Dess' shivers, twitches and trembles to guide how firm she could be. After she'd sped her hand up to a point that could very cleanly be considered fucking, she added her third finger, though couldn't get them all the way in even bunched up. A few moments of pulling them apart as much as she could against the stubborn tensing of Dess' ass, accompanied by Dess' failed attempts to hold back whimpers, and she pulled out.

Kris chuckled as they heard Dess behind them, turning to watch over their shoulder as Noelle shuffled into position. They were covering Asriel's face too thoroughly to giggle at his expressions anyway. Dess only barely held back another moan as her breath caught in her throat and Kris got to watch as her eyes widened, as her body tensed then forcibly relaxed, as her large front teeth bit on her lip to try to stop herself from clenching up. Even Asriel could clearly work out what was going on between the frequent pauses, the way she gripped his thighs, the way he could just barely hear her cut-off groans even with Kris' thighs serving as earmuffs.

"You okay for me to keep going?" Noelle asked, working hard to keep some genuine concern in her mind though her voice still came out sounding plenty teasing. She was biting her lip too, though more in excitement than anything; despite toppy moods being rare she could get into it in small bursts, and angel, pushing the tip of her dick to that broad doe-ass was doing some primal things to her brain that not much else could do. A buried, neglected, suppressed part of her was screaming at her to just breed and she fully intended to indulge it, provided she could do so without hurting Dess (too much) in the process. As she looked up and saw Kris watching she grinned widely while quickly shrugging of her shoulders in a silent giggle. Kris could read her like a book. This is ridiculous. I can't believe this is happening. Holy shit this is fun.

"Just - fucken' - do it already," Dess snapped in a grunt. She hated admitting Noelle was pushing her limits so much when she already felt like she was losing the silly little one-sided competition she'd waged with nobody but herself. But whether she liked it or not didn't matter; that fat, flat head was basically the most unforgiving shape possible. Noelle shrugged, not needing much convincing to abandon her compassion entirely, and Dess whimpered like a dog as her sister pushed forward hard. When the blunt head suddenly popped into her with enough force that a full half of Noelle's dick followed it, there was nothing she could do to stop a moan that bordered on squeal from escaping her like the sheer girth of Noelle's cock shoved it out of her body.

"Fucking shit fuck goddamn angel's fat fucking milky tits" Dess grunted into Asriel's thigh along with more-colourful-still curses, both Asriel and Kris trying to snort back a laugh... Although neither tried very hard.

"You did it! Good girl!" Noelle said as she reached down to ruffle her sister's hair, and Dess took in so sharp a breath that Kris wondered if she'd thought about screaming. They couldn't help but find her frustration at being dominated hilarious, despite knowing full well how glassy their house was on that front.

"What was it you said to me the first time you knotted me, Dess?" came Asriel's half-muffled words from between Kris' legs; when he spoke again, his voice sounded like the comic relief character in a SatAM cartoon and more femme than anyone had heard him in years. "Aww, did the poow widdle pwince get a booboo? Do you want me to kiss it bettaw?"

"I swear to the Angel I will clench so hard your dick will pop off like a cheap toy," Dess threatened, but her voice was too husky with that unique mix of pleasure and pain to be taken seriously. Yet even still, Noelle found it... Audacious. The doe leaned down to lay over Dess' back, tangled a paw in the other deer's raven-black hair - not at all pulling but with the possibility implicit - and her hips gave a rough shove forward, enough to bury that merciless, very-slightly-flared head in another couple of inches. It wiped the snark right off Dess' face.

"Maybe you should be a bit nicer to your little sister...?" Noelle breathed gently as her lips brushed Dess' ear, her tone honeyed poison. The elder Holiday's eyes were near perfect circles, shocked at how deep Noelle's dom side ran, and she couldn't find a single word to respond with.

"She tops Susie occasionally y'know," Kris helpfully chimed in to inform the speechless doe. "Definitely not the innocent girl scout everyone seems to think she is... Kinda nasty in those rare switch moods." At the same time Noelle sat back up, riding out said mood as she bit her lip again. Her spare paw - the one not loosely tangled in Dess' hair - delivered a sudden sharp slap to the older deer's ass, not enough to hurt, just enough to shock Dess and make her feel even more submissive to her younger sister, to make pretty ripples in the fur-covered skin and get a wonderful squeeze in response. Noelle was definitely a bit jealous of those curves and if she couldn't have a fat ass like her sister, at least she was getting a real nice view of it as she, much slower, sunk into it and watched it spread around her.

Without Noelle or Dess noticing Kris had slid off Asriel, who gave a sound that was somewhere between a sigh of relief and a whine of neediness. Unfortunately/thankfully for him Kris simply did it to turn around, shoving their crotch right back down against his face again while leaning down under the pretense of helping with the boy’s cunt since Dess was being so regularly distracted. Dess glanced up at them with a glare for their earlier teasing, but Kris simply winked at her while leaning right beside her. She could see their hips slowly rolling against her boyfriend's face while they whispered into her ear, close enough for nobody else to hear.

As Kris spoke, December slowly rediscovered that broad grin of hers.

Noelle didn't notice the change, far too distracted. Her hips slowly drove forward again and again, occasionally she either brought her paw down again or gave a particularly hard thrust and she received a tense squeeze each time, enough to make her spine tingle, her belly burn, her fur stand on end and her balls tense against her; maybe she should've felt a little bad about it but her masochism made it hard to empathize sometimes, and damn if Dess' struggle didn't translate directly to her own pleasure. Susie was much bigger, with Kris she had to be so slow and careful... Not because they couldn’t handle her, but because they tended to pay her back for any pain she caused and then some. But Dess was so tight, she was hitting those hidden chords in Noelle's brain, and it seemed like Noelle could go as hard as she wanted with absolutely no repercu-

"Heeeey, Noelle?"

Noelle reflexively froze right as she was getting ready to sink in the last couple of inches, gulping on instinct. She knew that cutesy tone well. She did not like it.

"Y-Yeah Dess...?"

"Can you go a little easier?... It's just, you have such a fucking huge dick that, it's kinda rough y'know?"

If anything Noelle only grew more still. Her eyes widened, her soul thumped in her chest and, most tellingly, her dick throbbed despite her thrusting being completely forgotten.

"I... What?" was all that Noelle could stammer. Dess straightened up at the same time, keeping her back arched but reaching back to pull Noelle's head over her shoulder. It kept Noelle buried in her but was a position of much more control for the older Holiday, not to mention, it gave her a chance to half-whisper against the other girl's cheek.

"Well... Your cock is so completely, needlessly massive isn't it?" Dess continued in a purr that was nothing short of a porn voice. "It hardly fits, hell, this stupid thing mustn't fit in anyone, huh?... Or anything. It must be a hell of a time trying to keep this ridiculous dick hidden. I bet everyone sees it. Stares at it. It's just... Impractical, isn't it?"

A pause... Then;

"KRIS!" Noelle barked. The skin beneath her fur had fully joined her nose, her whole face glowing red as magic flooded her cheeks. "You...!"

"Listen to you trying to come up with excuses," Dess purred, still slick with insincere sweetness. Her hips rocked back and, even so slow, it pushed the air right out of Noelle's lungs. The other doe freezing up had given Dess time to adjust, and the hand-off of control saw that Noelle was the one much more affected than December. A fraction of an inch at a time, Dess began to saw that dick back and forth again, though this time she could set the pace herself. "But there's no way you're gonna come up with anything smart right now. This fat dick of yours makes you stupid, doesn't it, little sis? All your magic floodin' out of your brain?"

"I-" Noelle began, but her words were cut off with a sharp squeak as Dess reached back with her spare paw and firmly gripped the other deer's tail, right around the base, and gave it a firm tug.

"Guess I can't really call you little sis anymore, can I?" Dess asked as if she hadn't done anything. Though under her teasing purr her voice was getting husky again; her hips were starting to rock harder, becoming less concerned with fitting more of Noelle as she was with fucking what she could. Not only to keep Noelle on the back foot but because she was getting real needy herself; the slow pace that Noelle's shape necessitated was fun in its own way but Dess had run out of patience. Her body was screaming for a proper fuck and she had no plans to delay any more.

Noelle whined in protest, though. She'd been enjoying the more dominant role, enjoying taking the lead for once, but she had no chance of regaining it with Dess gradually building rhythm until she was bucking back against her.

What she could do, though, was get some revenge on Kris.

"K-Kris, you jerk, that's not fair!" Noelle whined out, very nearly going limp over her sister's back as Dess all but used her as a toy.

"It's not," Kris agreed plainly, back to sitting up on Asriel's face though now facing her with that coy little smile of theirs.

"You know... Y-You're not the only one who can do that right...?" Noelle said sharply. Kris' eyes' widened a little under their hair and they felt Asriel's incessant, hungry licking pause.

"You wouldn't," Kris warned. Surely she knew there would be consequences. She wouldn't be so foolish-

"Azzy!" Noelle barked, eyes sharp even if the rest of her was helplessly at Dess' mercy. "Kris is a masochist too, and they fucking love anal!"

The whole time Asriel had been helpless himself. Kris' Determination ensured he had no way of squirming out, but being completely immersed in their smell and taste ensured he didn't want to. Humans had a scent so distinctive from monsters especially to Asriel's sensitive nose, and having their puberties very nearly entirely in sync but for two years of separation ensured that Asriel had gotten more than a bit familiar with it; it was a scent that had seemed ever-present in their old house, ensnaring his mind, playing a key role in forming the feelings that he'd fought so hard to keep buried. Dealing with that scent every time he'd gone into rut, contending with such intense desires and trying to hide their inspiration, had been a nightmare. And in that moment he was more than happy to be digging his snout right into what felt like the source of it all.

But Kris had been taking advantage of that. They were very clearly testing Asriel's endurance, grinding down against him steadily harder and for longer. Eventually Asriel started having to squeeze, then knock at Kris' thighs just to get them to let up, and even then they'd only give him a quick breath, maybe two before coming back down. Somewhere in whatever cognizance he had he remembered what Kris had told him about breathplay, about the dizziness and euphoria that it caused, and was just barely aware enough to recognize that's exactly what Kris was doing to him. The panic of his brain gasping for oxygen only added to the total fog of lust that afflicted him, and in turn the fervor with which he ate out his sibling.

Then, he heard Noelle's words. He felt Kris pause, felt them tense up around his neck and his tongue. Telltale signs of panic. Eye contact wasn't possible, but he was sure Kris would feel him grinning against their lips.

Asriel's paw moved slowly. From where it gripped Kris' thigh to their crotch, slicking his fingers in the thick mixture of spit and precum drenching them, then further up. He gave them time to move, to genuinely protest, to do anything; certainly they were more than capable of overpowering him.

"Don't you dare," Kris breathed out. Asriel could hear the tension in their voice, and feel it in their body besides.

"Remember Kris, the safe word is mercy," Asriel said evenly, sounding suddenly cocky despite being muffled. He didn't get to see the severe blush on their sibling's cheeks, or the slight disbelief that accompanied it at Asriel's demeanour. Kris had already seen some of his more dominant side but hadn't expected him to have the audacity to turn it on them.

'Mercy' didn't come, and so it wasn't given. Asriel's claws extended on all but his thumb and firmly gripped one of the human's broad ass-cheeks, raking down the skin with increasing pressure until it drew a yelp from the human it belonged to. Right as that yelp sounded Asriel's thumb pressed to Kris' ass, grinding against, cautiously, repeatedly, just barely spreading them around the digit before finally pushing in.

At first Kris' noises were quiet, a sort of grumbling humming growl. Asriel could feel their thighs twitching and shivering around his head, growing stronger the deeper his thumb slipped while the human's growl grew into a frustrated-sounding moan. At first Asriel expected just his thumb to be a good enough stretch, but Kris was more practiced than he would have expected of someone with such a strong dom persona; after a few increasingly-firm pushes he exchanged it for two fingers, and Kris' gasps and groans became that much less restrained.

Most interesting for Asriel was that Kris' weight, and the grip of their thighs, both became so much lighter. While his fingers slowly found a rhythm he delivered a few more hard licks to the hot lips above him, finding them newly slick with fresh precum, and the pressure on him decreased even more; his broad tongue lapped at his sibling's fat clit like he was determined to clean his favourite dessert off a plate, and eventually Kris only weighed as much as he would have expected five-and-a-half-feet of human to weigh.

A grin spread over his muzzle.

"Looks like Noelle knows you pretty well, huh?" Asriel asked nobody in particular, since he didn't expect Kris to be able to form much of a reply. He was proven correct by a grunt of affirmation. A few more pumps of his fingers and Asriel stopped for just a moment, withdrawing from them... And grinning wider when Kris let out a disappointed whine while he wiped off his paw on the sleeping bag they were on. "It's fine, Kris, I'll get back to it in just a moment. Just get off me okay?" Asriel asked, taking on a tone that was familiar to Kris; warm, comforting, encouraging, and yet with a hint of impatience behind it.

Asriel was almost surprised when Kris actually cooperated given how condescending he was being, un-straddling him while also sitting up fully to face him. Azzy pulled himself off the ground and immediately pulled Kris against him, capitalizing on the control he'd taken, though he didn't do more than pull them against his body for the moment. Kris had some stone butch tendencies, but Asriel was chipping away the rock and exposing the sensitive skin beneath. His paw cupped their cheek and even that left them shivering at the feeling of fur pressed to most of their body and those bestial bar-shaped eyes staring down at them.

It was too easy to forget; despite demeanour often making it feel otherwise, Asriel absolutely loomed over them, and drastically out-powered them without Determination's presence too. His paw was as big as their entire head and Asriel indulged in the softness of their cheek in that short pause. With their dominant persona temporarily discarded they looked nothing short of delicate to him.

"Lemme get something real quick," Asriel said softly, still using that sweet and kind tone. "You should... Stretch out, okay Kris? Especially your legs. I wouldn't want you getting hurt," he said, brushed a quick kiss to their lips, then shifted away. Kris glanced after him with slightly narrowed eyes, not sure what he was planning nor fully ready to just let him take lead... And yet, they stood and did as he asked despite keeping a close eye on him.

It gave Asriel a moment to check on the other pair while he was pulling off his shirt - though he kept his binder on - and grabbing his bag. It wasn't too surprising that Dess had fully shoved Noelle onto the ground and was riding her like that busted-up incredibly dangerous mechanical bull they wheeled out for the festival each year. Of course Noelle couldn't keep control for long, and she was whimpering and writhing under Dess, sweetly whining that the other doe was too tight as she managed to bottom out. She was almost certainly just playing it up. Asriel stopped to say something to them both, too quiet for Kris to hear, but the only reaction was a smirk and affirming head-tilt from Dess.

Asriel turned his attention back towards Kris as he stepped back over, and their expression was immediately intoxicating. They looked frustrated with themself, borderline outright resentful both that Noelle had revealed a weakness in their persona and that Asriel had opted to take advantage of it. But those were under the surface, clearly second to the hungry need that played across their blushing cheeks and the one intense scarlet eye that was visible where their hair parted.

Asriel gulped a bit. He could feel that spark reigniting, the desire to be entwined with Kris' life. To be needed by Kris. A bubbling possessiveness, fed by the way Kris was looking at him, the chemicals flooding his mind, the smell and taste of them that still lingered in his mouth and matted the fur of his muzzle.

Surely, indulging in it just once couldn't hurt?

Moving his paw to cradle their face once more Asriel dipped in for a quick but firm kiss, which Kris returned without hesitation. With their attention taken like that Asriel used his spare paw to open his bag, and Kris didn't blink until their brother pressed something into their hand. He broke the kiss then leaned forward at the same time, a mix of soft if thin lips and coarse fur tickling their ear.

"Be a good little human and get me ready, okay?" Asriel said more than asked and Kris' mind swam. His tone was lower than before, dropping some of that Kind Older Brother vibe. Kris took the offered object and immediately recognized it as a harness. There was a moment of hesitation, but as soon as they'd taken it from him Asriel's hand moved to their back, carefully raking sharp claws along it, tracing either side of their spine before dipping down to their ass again, to lightly claw at it, knead it, spread it to the cold air. "Don't worry Kris. I'll give you everything you need."

Submissive moods were a rare and precious thing for Kris, let alone outright subspace. And yet it felt like their thoughts had to wade through tar to reach their brain, swamped by substance, implicit promises, and a lifetime of forbidden festering lust. They didn't speak, fearing that they wouldn't be able to hold back from whining and begging like Noelle would, from stoking Asriel's growing ego even more. With their face buried in his furred shoulder Kris found themself already moving to secure the harness on him, the significance of being made to do it not lost on them at all, like a partner quietly commanding to be made hard.

"Get my dick for me, Kris. Lube it up," Asriel followed up once Kris was done. The statement was nothing but further enthralling, the human nodding into Azzy's shoulder as they reached back to his bag to procure both a bottle and the huge dildo that had apparently been modelled on his body. Kris believed it, knew from experience that 7 foot tall monsters tended to pack some pretty monstrous appendages.

"Some for me too," Asriel borderline-ordered, offering a paw to Kris which they squeezed a dollop of lube onto. While they slipped the base of the dick into the harness' ring they let out a muffled whimper as Asriel used one of those soft paw-pads to spread cold, slick fluid around their asshole. He was thorough, not rough but not careful, coating the entrance, pushing some inside to get the whole ring properly slick.

"Don't worry. I won't be too gentle," the caprine assured, and Kris could hear his grin in his voice. In spite of Asriel's increasing cockiness Kris was too eager to feel even a spark of rebellion. They were dutiful about getting their brother's dick slick, and grasping at his impressive size with their hands helped their mind do the same, instincts buzzing in both excitement and panic at the prospect. They gave the slippery silicone a rough pull to ensure it was in place - with no Determination it barely even budged the fit midfielder of a monster - and glanced up at him with one of those lust-fogged eyes.

You're strapped up and lubed up, please use your giant monster cock to fucking ruin me.

"Ready," Kris said instead.

"Great job," Asriel replied, just as casual but for the newfound self-assuredness inflecting his voice. He was positively beaming a smile, in theme with the almost-platonic kiss he delivered to the human's cheek, but at odds with the way he spun them around and insistently pushed a large paw to their shoulder to force them to half-way bend over. Kris almost dropped to their hands and knees but Asriel held them in that awkward middle position, seemingly just to further demonstrate his control over them, not pushing them any further down but not letting them sit back up either.

Kris could feel as the tip of the cock they'd just helped Asriel set up pressed cautiously to, and then slowly into, their ass. He only pushed until it had tapered to about two (monster) fingers thick and about twice that deep, then once it was deep enough that their posture didn't matter as much he slowly pulled their shoulder back until they were upright again against him. Kris let out a soft, shaky breath as the sensations began to hit them, the initial discomfort fading away to pure pleasure. It was a damn intimidating dick but Kris wasn't too worried. The heavily tapered shape meant it wouldn't be too rough until towards the base, and they doubted Asriel would be callous enough to try to try for the whole length at all, let alone to do so too quickly.

Kris was letting themself space out slightly and indulge in the rare surrender of control, enjoying those steadily ramping sensations, the silicone gently and gradually spreading them and the feeling of a powerful, furred body against their back. So much so that they didn't even notice Asriel's paws on the back of their thighs until the stability of ground was just suddenly gone. It very nearly got a squeal from the shocked, wide-eyed human as a few inches suddenly pushed into them all at once. Their vision was so blurred that they had to blink a few times, long and hard, to clear it, and realize that Asriel had pulled their legs out from under them and was holding them up with the strength of his arms alone.

"Asriel! What the hell?!" Kris barked out, cheeks flushed dark red. They knew they were far too concerned about the idea of Noelle and Dess giving them shit for the position the cinnamon-bun choir-boy had pulled them into, of being mocked for losing control, but it was a hold-over from those times when their body wasn't fully their own and not a habit easily broken.

"Did you think I could only be soft and gentle Kris?... Dess may call the shots but she likes when I'm rough with her," their brother's voice breathed into their ear, even huskier from both ego and effort. He went from simply holding Kris' thighs in something close to a seated position to hooking his forearms behind the back of their knees and pulling their legs up to their chest. It dropped Kris further on the strap, deeper than they thought Asriel would've dared to go, stretching them as much as they'd ever allowed Noelle to and then some. The position squeezed their body tighter and made the fit even more difficult, but Asriel just kept talking, voice calm and composed. "She used to yell at me until I'd really let loose. So I learned how to throw her around. Learned how to really fuck her. Because that's what makes her happy. And I like making her happy," Asriel purred. Paused. And then, added lower still and bordering a growl; "I want to make you happy too, Kris."

"But this..." Kris panted out, the position making it hard to talk.

"Do you want me to stop?" Asriel asked against their head, once more using that sweet voice of his. The one he used when mom caught him being a jerk or doing something he shouldn't have been. The one he always used to get out of trouble.

Just like old times, it worked.

"... No," Kris eventually huffed out after a beat of hesitation.

Asriel's muzzle pulled further into a smile against their cheek while his arms shifted more, enough for his paws to reach the back of their head. His efforts to excel at everything he did had included a stint on the wrestling team and he was happy to demonstrate the more practical skills he'd picked up. With their knees pushed to their shoulders and their chin pressed to their chest, Kris was thoroughly locked in place.

"Good. Let me make you happy."

Without any more delay Asriel rolled his hips back, lifted Kris up, then pushed up while dropping the poor human with a completely uncharacteristic lack of compassion. Another, smoother, deeper as he found his balance and got used to Kris' weight. Kris choked out a gasp, clenched their teeth to try to hold back a moan, but when Asriel leaned his body back further, putting more of Kris' weight on his chest so he could make those thrusts even deeper, they gave in and let it flow freely. Of course they knew he was fit but it wasn't like he'd ever thrown a real punch at them. The arm strength required to hold them up and rock them a few inches, the thigh strength to thrust nearly the whole damn dildo back and forth in them, the core strength to support everything...

None of that entered Kris' mind at all. The dick didn't leave any room for that. Their vision throbbed with each pump, it felt like their entire soul did, Asriel only compressed their body even further in that full nelson hold each time he brought them down onto his dick, fucking the thoughts right out of Kris' mind until only their brother's fat dick was left.

"Also, I did have a thought," Asriel grunted against them, not snapping them out of their trance but at least returning enough alertness to moan out something resembling a 'huh?' "I've been thinking about breathplay a lot since you showed us... Since you were nice enough to give me that demonstration earlier while sitting on my face, how about I show you where I'm at?" the goat-monster 'suggested'. He didn't bother to give Kris time to reply, since Kris hadn't bothered to ask him either; his paws moved down, just a little but enough. It still kept them locked in place, but gave him the opportunity to press his palms down against their neck. His studiousness paid off yet again, not needing any instruction to know exactly where those major arteries were.

Kris sucked in a sharp breath. Not even Susie could get away with doing that to them. But in the moment, with their brain buzzing on intoxicants and their clit throbbing and such a wonderfully huge dick, seemingly made perfectly just to hit their limit and push at its edges, ploughing into them over and over again... They couldn't say no. Or maybe it was just Asriel they couldn't say no to. To his credit he waited a moment for a protest, but it didn't come, and his paws carefully squeezed inwards more. It didn't take much, just a little bit of oxygen loss piled on top of everything else was enough to make Kris whine and whimper, gasp and groan.

And then, his hips stopped. Though his paws stayed put, just enough to make Kris' head swim (more). A confused and needy whine sounded from the younger Dreemurr, but Asriel didn't budge, resting his hips.

"Do you want more?" Asriel asked once he felt comfortable he could keep most of his pleasure out of his voice.

"Nnyes..!" Kris whined quietly in reply, getting a throaty chuckle from Asriel.

"You... Do you want the knot, Kris...?" he asked in mock shock.

Another whine, even less decipherable, but clearly affirmative.

"Well... 'Knight,' was what Noelle kept calling you, right?"

One more whine, though this one was laced with both confusion and impatience. Get on with it!

"Well... A Knight is subservient to their Prince, aren't they?" Asriel asked in just barely above a whisper. The side of his lips pressed right up to Kris' ear, making sure nobody else would hear him, his outer eye-tooth grazing Kris' cheek.

"Mmn...?"

"I said a Knight serves their Prince. You're my Knight, Kris. If you want me to give you my knot, to truly make you mine, you need to ask very nicely."

Kris' cheeks burned, though not as much as they would have were Asriel speaking aloud. If it was just them, if it was just between them and Asriel, them and the brother who used to be their world, who they used to depend on for absolutely everything...

"... Please...?" Kris managed. Being interrupted mid-fuck, even if they had been given some time to catch their breath, made it far easier to swallow what little of their pride threatened to bubble up.

"Please what?" Asriel purred, and Kris' jaw tensed.

"Please g-give me the knot," they stammered with need, voice still more strained.

"Please who?" Asriel added, and he heard Kris hiss through their teeth.

"Please, my Prince, give me your knot. Give me everything," they said, midway between grunt and whisper.

"You'll be mine, Kris...?" Asriel asked, voice suddenly cautious as if the question was far more important than just bedroom dirty-talk.

The human groaned quietly. Kris swore they would have shouted if Dess and Noelle weren't only a few feet away. Their cheeks must have been as red as their eyes.

"I want to be yours, please, Asriel, please give me the damn dick already!" they hissed as loudly as they could without risking the other pair hearing, wiggling against the caprine's grip but with no Determination to back it.

Finally, it was enough. Asriel's maw split in a wicked grin, then parted to give a possessive lick all the way along the side of Kris' face, from neck to jaw to ear to temple. Kris whined as he pushed, whimpered as he pulled, and that time Asriel genuinely did get a squeal from them as he stuffed his knot into them.

... And then pulled out. Kris barely had time for the worry that he was going to tease and deny them more to enter their mind, before it was back in again. And out. And in. Each completely robbed Kris of their breath, each came faster, each took less effort as they felt like their hole would surely be ruined forever, but Asriel built into a rhythm of fucking them with his knot until it slipped in and out almost as easily as the rest of him. It was something an organic dick could almost certainly never do; Asriel's knot was thinner, he didn't have the risk of over-stimulation, nor the borderline-irresistible instinctive urge to leave his knot buried once it was in there.

"Nobody else will ever give you dick like this Kris," Asriel whispered into their sibling's ear, but the words would go unheard. The earlier pounding had already shaken almost all thought out of Kris' mind, but now it threatened to fuck them into a higher state of being, drunk on lust and having the best trip of their life. Asriel's maw pulled into a rare snarl beside their face, drool smearing Kris' cheek, sharp canines brushing against their skin while that low animalistic growl filled their ears, punctuated by grunting as he fucked them harder and added to the symphony of slaps and squelches that his increasingly savage pace caused. Somewhere in Kris' completely hammered mind they acknowledged that their tongue was hanging out and drool was dripping down their chest. They couldn't possibly care.

At some point Asriel sunk fully into them and held there. He twitched and whined as an orgasm hit him, caused half by the constant grinding against his clit and half just from the euphoria of fucking someone - of fucking Kris - so fiercely. He rode it out for a while, grinding against Kris like he would against a hand or face to keep that pressure and low stimulation against his clit, and when his head cleared enough... He kept going as if he'd never even stopped.

Kris had no idea how much time passed while Asriel hammered their ass raw while occasionally sending their brain into that wonderful middle space between worlds by firmly squeezing the sides of their neck, but eternity wouldn't have been enough.

"Damn, Azzy, looks like you're really warming to this breathplay thing. Never seen you dick someone down this good," a more feminine voice mused, but Kris didn't hear it, didn't even process that its owner was right in front of them.

"Hmm... I think you've made a face like this before."

"Shut up. Let me get in there."

"Sure."

Asriel's thrusts slowed to a pause and Kris whimpered in need. They didn't even know if they were close to (another?) orgasm but they didn't care, they just wanted more. But Asriel pulled them back fully to his chest so he could more easily lower them to the ground, finally released them from the constricting position and fully removed his paws from their neck. Kris' mind began to clear, their vision with it, only for another shock to crash through them.

"This is fine right, Krismas?... Noelle said it would be," Dess said, a hint of care in her voice but it was overpowered by a more-significant portion of derision. Kris blinked into alertness, looking down and finding the older deer girl under them. Another blink, and furred paws gently pressed down on their shoulders, pushing something inside of them. But not their ass; Dess was wearing a much, much more modest strap-on and Asriel was 'helping' to sink Kris onto it, pushing into their absolutely fucking saturated cunt.

Vaginal wasn't normally something they liked but Noelle knew them too well. Knew that when they had those rare submissive moods they adored something small inside of them. Their lack of regular practice meant even the small toy was a stretch, and it was a little bigger than Kris normally would've liked, but they were a lot more fuck-brained than they'd been in a long time. Their glassy rubies eyes eventually found Dess' cocky emerald gaze and the deer's muzzle pulled into that common wolfish grin of hers, right as she held down a thumb against the dildo strapped to her. Kris almost squealed, again, when vibrations started to quake through their entire body.

"C'mon. Yeesh. I didn't even turn it on high," Dess hummed, moving both of her arms up behind her head to prop herself up once the toy was switched on. She was clearly in afterglow and just helping the people still going, relaxing as she enjoyed the show and the payback both. The strength didn't matter to Kris, they were hypersensitive as they came down from the high of subspace.

But nobody present had any plan to let them land fully. Once they were fully in Dess' lap, Asriel's dick pushed against their ass again. Their mouth opened, they wondered if they wanted to point out that he was already such a tight fit without another toy in them. No words came; the dick sunk in but Asriel was more gentle than before, pushing until he heard Kris whimper. That was the best they could do to signal their limit.

"I know I'm gonna pay for this later, so let me enjoy it as much as I can now, okay?" another voice asked. At first Kris thought it was Dess, still thoroughly out of it, but hooved fingers gently tangled into their hair and tugged their face gently to the side, coming face to face with... Angel. Noelle always smelled good but in that moment it was like blood to a shark. They didn't even hesitate, she didn't even have to ask; trembling hands raised on sheer instinct, one on the doe's hip for some desperately needed balance, the other gripping the fat doe dick being offered to them while immediately moving to lick it, kiss it, rub their lips and then practically their entire face against it.

"Shit. Look at them go. And they say humans don't have heat."

"They have less of it but monthly, don't they?" Asriel asked, almost conversationally. He was fortunate for his dick being silicone in that moment, there was no way he'd still be able to go so hard if it was fragile flesh.

"I think they just like being a little flesh-toy for the big tough monsters."

"Dess! That's... Kinda racist??"

"They're practically fucking drunk on your musk and grinding in our laps like they're begging to get knocked up. C'mon. Is that the face of someone who doesn't wanna get called 'skinny' in the moment?"

Noelle's brows shot up, and she would have yelled again... Except Kris let out a shaking, trembling groan and doubled their efforts. The hand on her dick squeezed and immediately started to pump along her length hard enough to make precum splatter their cheek where they nuzzled it, like they were trying to scent-mark it but only marking themself in the process. So the doe girl just bit her lip to hold back both her words and the moans she hummed through her teeth.

"Think Dess might have hit the nail on the head," Asriel said, voice surprised but... Not much. It was a small revelation by the trip's standards.

Any further thoughts from Noelle were cut off when Kris opened their mouth to practically make out with the head of her cock. Dess had fucked herself to two orgasms without a single break and both the now-discarded condom and overstimulation had stopped her from being able to actually cum herself, something her slightly sadistic sister had delighted in. But Kris knew her better, what she liked, that slow and steady roughness, the way they slowly squeezed their lips all over the sensitive head while their tongue ground up against her slit, all with a tight but slow pumping behind it that got lighter towards the head. With some effort they stretched their jaw enough to take her slightly-flared head fully into their lips, suckling it, squeezing it with the walls of their mouth and the plush lips that cushioned their teeth from her.

Noelle whimpered and stammered out completely unrestrained moans. She couldn't even remember the last time Kris had given her head but hell if she wasn't going to take advantage of the moment, one of her paws tangling in their hair and dragging them down until she both heard and felt a gag building... And then held it there. Angel knew they'd shown her how to force someone through their gag reflex and she was happy to return the favour, not letting them pull back as much as they probably would've preferred, waiting until the gag passed, then only pulling them down more.

It didn't last though, Noelle was far too pent up. She lightly pushed Kris away from her, squeezing the final few pumps herself before her orgasm hit her like a truck, cumming so hard her balls felt immediately sore... All over Kris' face. Something she had never, ever gotten to do before, and something she figured she might not live to see a second time. But, Angel, that would've been a fair price for the act.

Kris was fucked far too senseless to have their usual reservations. They loved it. The words, the two monsters rocking against them and Noelle coating their entire face, concentrated doe musk dripping down their lips and cheeks and chin and neck, far more intoxicating than the beer and weed ever could have been. They let her do it while riding out a final orgasm of their own, panting out a series of low trembling whimpers, twitching head to toe in Dess' lap and relying almost entirely on Asriel to hold them up. It took them a few moments, after their mind returned to Earth, to realize they had very nearly passed out, and not for the first time that night.

When Asriel felt that Kris could finally keep upright on their own he pulled back, carefully slipped out of them, reached down to turn off the vibrator Dess had strapped on, and then collapsed completely with a laugh. His muscles were burning. His entire cunt was so over-stimulated he was sure he'd be feeling it for days. It was starting to set in, post-horny-brain, that he'd fucked his sibling and this would undoubtedly cause complications. He had zero regrets.

"You've seen what Susie and I are like," Kris shocked everyone by having enough awareness to say, albeit croaked in pleasure and muffled with the cock they still nuzzled against. Their scarlet eyes, still so glassy, at least managed to have a bit of presence to them as they glanced up at Noelle from under their hair. "You should know damn well I'd be into this."

"Well... Maybe I just didn't want to say anything if you didn't give the okay?" Noelle whimpered after swallowing to compose herself, as shaky on her feet as everyone else. She wanted nothing more than to just pass out for twelve hours but... Kris had grabbed her dick again.

"Oh, because you've showed so much concern for my enthusiastic consent tonight?" Kris drawled, yet somehow still managed to make it sound like a snap.

"Th- I don't-" Noelle stammered, but was cut off by another whine as Kris gave a firm squeeze to her incredibly sore dick.

"All three of you better watch your backs," Kris grumbled, finally releasing their girlfriend. Noelle sighed with relief and immediately dropped onto her ass, then flopped to her side on the floor of the tent.

"Damn. You all look fucked. Should've taken it easy like I did," Dess gloated. And immediately let out a stifled groan of pain as Kris pushed down a bit lower than where they'd been sitting, more against both her pussy and thighs.

"Yeah. December Holiday being all-talk, what else is new," Kris snorted, taking all of their remaining strength to push themself off Dess' strap and lap both, crawling to their sleeping bag while Dess grunted something about cocky humans under her breath. Kris huffed a breath, too tired to laugh.

It was only Asriel who could bring himself to stand up. He moved with practice, used to being the only one with enough strength for the bare-minimum aftercare given his athletic hobbies, unstrapping his own dick and stepping out of the harness then undoing Dess' and tugging it off for her. Kris protested weakly when he unzipped their sleeping bag, annoyed, but only for a moment. Asriel had opened out his and Dess' too and brought it over to use as a blanket.

Nobody needed to be told to move, the promise of warmth and sleep beckoned them all. Noelle stumbled into the makeshift bed beside Kris, Asriel on their other side and Dess behind him. The sleeping bags being undone meant less warmth but that hardly mattered to three monsters and a human all cuddled up against each other, bodies tangled, messy, sticky, streaked and matted with bodily fluids, absolutely reeking of sex. And all four of them, despite knowing there'd be so much to discuss and lay out, more content than they'd felt in so long.

"So, y'all busy next weekend?" Kris mumbled against Asriel's shoulder, getting a tired scoff from the cuddle pile, but for a light smack to the head from Dess.

"Maybe when I've recovered. So. Try next year," Asriel mumbled right back.

"We could bring Susie next time?" Noelle suggested, only half joking.

"Absolutely fucking not, she would've insisted she get to fuck at least one of us and I enjoy living."

"Asriel's the biggest. He can take one for the team," Dess bravely offered her boyfriend.

"I'm not sure how I would explain the time off to coach."

"'Hey coach, sorry, you'll have to bench me this week. Just not literally because I have been permanently robbed of the ability to sit down.'"

"'Here lies Asriel, he discovered that the phrase 'back blown out' is not always metaphorical.'"

Soft jokes and playful jabs mumbled into fur and skin carried the group through the last of their final night, sharing and soaking in warmth and afterglow and love. Despite their tiredness they were far too thoroughly enjoying the comforting haze of afterglow in each others' company, and sleep didn't claim them in full until the few dawn rays that snuck between the tree line began to drip through the fabric of the tent.

===

After a groggy afternoon full of desperately gulping down water and inhaling food, constant whines about soreness and chafing, and an exhaustingly thorough cleaning session, Asriel was the one to give in and suggest they call in a ride home. Nobody dared even tease him for it given everyone present felt like they'd collapse trying to make the walk home. The Dreemurr matron arrived some time later in her SUV, actually making use of that excessive space for once as all of their camping gear was crammed into the boot and then two deer and a human crammed into the back seats, Asriel taking the front.

"I am guessing you all had a good time then?" Toriel asked once everyone was inside, not at all bothered by being asked the favour. She certainly noticed the deep bags around everyone's eyes but chose not to show it.

"Yeah. We uh, did a lot of hiking," Noelle explained.

"Really pushed our limits," Kris hummed, getting a subtle elbow in the ribs from Noelle.

"I hope you ate well?"

"Yeah I think we're all pretty stuffed still," Dess added, poker face nearly as effective as even Kris'. Asriel had to bite down on his lip.

"And everyone got along well?" Toriel checked, seemingly oblivious.

"Well. You said you wanted to be involved in my life again, right Azzy?" Kris asked.

"Yeah. That's why we went camping in the first place isn't it?" Asriel asked, not sure exactly what Kris was getting at.

"Well. It was a bit unconventional, but nobody can say we didn't really manage to come together."

Asriel stared ahead in a moment of sheer disbelief at the immense power of Kris' poker face to not so much as crack a smile at that comment, before extremely pointedly looking out the side window while squeezing a paw over his muzzle to desperately try to hold back whatever uproar of laughter threatened to burst from him. He only barely managed it, voice shaky when he finally replied.

"Yeah, I uh... I guess we should do this again sometime huh? I'm not sure we've ever been closer," Asriel said, tempting fate as he again had to fight back his own laughter. Kris barely even cracked a smile despite wearing the amusement on their face.

Neither noticed Toriel slowly shaking her head as she spared a glance to the rear-view mirror, a very faint smirk on her muzzle as the car slowly pulled onto the road home. Just like they hadn't noticed her eyes catching the faint stains they'd missed, the couple of hickeys lingering under Noelle's fur, or the way both Kris and Noelle winced hard upon sitting down.

Toriel had a better poker face than any of them as a single, nonchalant thought crossed her mind.

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