Above ground, Castle Curosai-Hex was still. Godwin had caught a flight to the states for a meeting with the coven leaders along with Edgar and Gloria. Vladimir's stepson, Kirin, was off who-knows-where, leaving the castle lord to his experiments. Below the castle, in the basement, was a bit more active.
Illuminated by the lights in the hybrid Judah's empty tank, the wolf toiled away, dripping blue liquids into flasks of red, adjusting burners, crushing reagents with a mortar and pestle, general alchemist fodder. A purpure haze danced about in the air from the reacting flask and the wolf smiled. "Excellent."
Vladimir seached about for his notes to jot down his new findings when a sound met his ears. Footsteps. Certainly not the three witches, they couldn't teleport that far, and when they did, the tell was his fur standing on end, not boots on stone. Kirin certainly couldn't do it and Judah would've just dropped into his tank. It had to be someone in the family, though. No outsider could get past the twisted woods before the castle, and the doors were enchanted anyway. They would not yield but for the touch of someone who called the castle home. Not concerned, but annoyed, Vladimir reached for a corked bottle of chartreuse, bubbling liquid from his shelf of completed projects.
"Long time, no see, brother." Vladimir turned to find a near mirror image of himself standing in the doorway to his basement laboratory.  Standing half a foot shorter than Vladimir, but sporting the same silver fur and golden hair minus the beard, Heinrich leaned against the door frame, smart enough not to step into the room immediately. The younger wolf was familiar with the spells Godwin had put in place to protect the rest of the castle from Vladimir's experiments. The purple haze in the air wouldn't pass the door.
The elder wolf smirked and put the bottle back. "You, above all, should know better than to sneak up on me, pup." Vladimir replied. "That would have burned the eyes right out of your head, and then kept burning." He flipped a switch on his work table and a fan above whirred to life, pulling the the haze through the air ducts and safely out of the castle. They were both immortal and the fumes would have left them ultimately unharmed, but only Vladimir was immune to the immediate effects of his work. When it was clear, he beckoned his younger brother in. "Come, you've been gone quite some time." he said, closing Heinrich in his embrace.
"No longer than usual, brother." Heinrich countered. "Only about five or six months as opposed to decades." He wrinkled his nose at Vladimir's scent and struggled in the wolf's arms. "Let go, you stink of formaldehyde! What are you, a scientist or an undertaker?"
Vladimir squeezed tighter now that it annoyed the younger wolf. "You don't like my cologne? I'm so sorry!" He laughed as Heinrich finally wrenched himself away. He looked at his watch. "Well, it's 10:14 AM on a Tuesday, so Darius is certainly at his practice, and the others are out of town, save for Jude, who is probably eating the town. Did you come straight here?"
The younger male shrugged. "I made faces at Darius through his office window, but he was too distracted to notice me. Unfortunate, since I had plans that involved that tree across the street from the clinic." he explained, fiddling with one of the burners on the table. "You don't have a life, so I figured I'd hang out with you until he gets off."
"You're so kind." Vladimir said flatly. "Well, I'm just about done here. Have you eaten?" he asked, finally finding his notes and making quick additions to them.
Heinrich shook his head. "Airline food is gross and... well..."
"Well what?'
The younger wolf snickered. "Eating wouldn't have been conducive to my plans with Darius."
Vladimir raised a brow along with the front of his labcoat. "Oh? Care to elaborate on those plans?"
Heinrich rolled his eyes. "Don't play dumb. I wanted to fuck in the tree he fell out of when we met."
"Well, I was trying to give you the benefit of the doubt." Vladimir said with a shrug.
Heinrich pointed to the half mast his older brother was sporting. "I somehow doubt that."
"What?! I stepped funny and now my gun is shifted weird."
"Your gun." It wasn't a question.
The elder ancient smirked. "If you don't believe me, then step over here and check for yourself."
Heinrich was hesitant, knowing his older brother's trickery, but ultimately stuck out his chest and closed the space between them. With his eyes locked on the wolf's, he reached into Vladimir's labcoat and grabbed what was, to his suprise, the wolf's custom revolver. Then something warmer and thicker than the metal barrel he'd grabbed brushed his wrist.
"But that is in fact, my dick." Vladimir said with his toothiest grin.
Perhaps too stunned to recoil, Heinrich instead pinched the bridge of his nose with his free paw. "Why... are you naked... under your labcoat?"
"My house." was Vladimir's quick response. "And besides, when you stay ready, you don't have to get ready."
"Ready?"
Vladimir snickered. "I mean, you've gone through all this trouble, only to find your mate too busy to attend to you. Perhaps I could be of assistance?" he offered. "I bet my bed is more comfortable than the tree you two were going to fuck in, what is wrong with you, by the way?"
Heinrich gave a smirk and shrugged. "You're one to talk." he said, moving his paw from the barrel of Vladimir's gun to the wolf's indiscriminate dick.
"You've never had a problem with it... before." the elder replied, a deep rumble interrupting his reply as Heinrich had began to stroke his shaft under his coat.
The younger wolf shrugged. "Guess there's no point in starting now, then." he said as he moved to paw at Vladimir's balls. "Though I will take you up on that bed. It's been a long trip and this will likely take out whatever's left in me.
Impatience flickered in Vladimir's eyes. Bringing a finger to his mouth, he glanced about at his lab tables, all covered in delicate equipment and fragile flasks filled with dangerous concoctions. Swiping them off the table was not an option, even if most of it could be easily repaired. He turned his gray eyes back on Heinrich. "In that case..."
Heinrich had little time to react before he was hoisted over Vladimir's shoulder at the waist. Flailing about, he felt his jeans being yanked down as the wolf started walking. Along with the cool air of the castle on his ass, he felt one of Vladimir's baseball mitt sized paws, and the finger that had been in his mouth now prodding at his hole.
"Try not to dribble all over my coat." Vladimir said with a smirk as he started marching off to his and Godwin's bedroom.

Upon reaching the heavy double doors to their bedroom, Vladimir had three fingers inside Heinrich, down to the knuckles. He raised his foot and kicked them open. From the door, he tossed Heinrich like a ragdoll to the bed - a good twelve feet away. "Dammit, boy, didn't I ask you not to ruin my coat?" he asked in feigned annoyance, ignoring the younger lupine's shriek at being thrown. In truth, he'd felt his brother's pre soaking through to his fur halfway from the lab and had poked and prodded harder for more.
"Yeah, yeah, what're you gonna do about it?" Heinrich replied once he was sure he hadn't taken fall damage.
Vladimir took off his coat and hung it on the rack near the door. He dragged a finger through the fur on his shoulder before bringing it to his mouth to taste. "What I'm gonna do is squeeze even more outta you." He crossed the room and grabbed Heinrich's ankle, easily lifting from the bed. Dangling before him, he gave his brother's meat a long, slow lick, catching more of his salty pre on his tongue.
Heinrich struggled, not to get away now, but to get his overcoat and shirt off before either he or Vladimir could ruin them. He let out a whine as he felt the bigger wolf's mouth engulf his manhood. He felt his brother's skilled tongue dragging up and down his length, even as his lips stayed planted firmly at its base. Vladimir had to have spent a chunk of his eternal life honing that skill into art. Dangling upside down, he caught sight of the older wolf's dick, fully erect and bobbing between his legs.  He reached out and occupied himself attempting to outdo Vladimir's oral skill. The wolf was too big to take entirely, so it took both paws along with his mouth. He knew it was futile, but the rumble around his own cock gave the impression that he was at least doing it right.
Now in competition, Vladimir lowered Heinrich back onto the bed and crawled on top of him, forcing more of his cock into his little brother's mouth. When Heinrich didn't gag, Vladimir rocked his hips, thrusting carefully into the younger wolf's throat. He would teach Heinrich yet. He wrapped his arms around the wolf's thighs and bobbed his head between them. The younger wolf squirmed, but Vladimir held on tight, sinking his claws into his legs as a warning. If he put all his effort into wriggling about, how could he even hope to compete with Vladimir's mouth. He wasn't doing a bad job, just slacking off.
Heinrich struggled to breathe with his older brother's cock halfway down his throat, and Vladimir muzzlefucking him was not helping, but it was worth it. Should he suffocate, it'd just be another funny story for later when he resurrected. If he managed to live, perhaps the wolf would be impressed. What was going to happen next, however, would not be impressive. He could feel himself at the edge and would certainly not win this duel. Might as well enjoy it and give Vladimir a taste of his own medicine at the same time. He wasn't as endowed as his brother, but a jab to the throat was a jab to the throat. Heinrich thrust his rod up into Vladimir's mouth and... he didn't gag. So much for that. He wrapped his arms around the bigger wolf's back and accepted his defeat, jackhammering into Vladimir's mouth as he felt himself heading for the end.
The bigger wolf could barely keep from snickering at his plaything's vain efforts. He did his spiteful best and Vladimir responded in kind with one rough thrust into his brother's throat. He got the satisfying gagging sound he sought. Semi-apologetically, he released his grip on Heinrich's legs to find a better use for his paws, squeezing the knot he was trying to choke him on. Heinrich let out a howl  around Vladimir's cock and gave one final  buck of his hips before flooding big brother's maw with thick jets of hot wolf seed. A satisfied murr rumbled in Vladimir's chest as he swallowed it all, tormenting the wolf under him by flicking his tongue all over his sensitive tip. He slowly removed his own cock from Heinrich's mouth to let the poor bastard breathe for a bit. As the pup wheezed, Vladimir licked his lips. "Now it's my turn to get my rocks off, boy."
Heinrich lifted his head with what little strength he had left to see Vladimir eyeing him like a predator would a wounded rabbit. Spent as he was, the comparison wasn't too far from accurate. He didn't fight as Vladimir lifted him by the ankle again and exposed his tailhole. He didn't flinch when he felt Vladimir's tapered tip taking aim, but FUCK did he squirm when the wolf started to push a foot of spit-slickened black wolf dick inside him. His claws sank into the bed and shredded through the blankets like knives and his clenched teeth only served to amuse Vladimir.
"So dramatic. You'd think this is the first time you've ever taken this thing." he said, pulling out the inch he had in and drumming it on Heinrich's hole. "Hell, I gave you three knuckles on the way up here! Doesn't that cat of yours like to play with baseball bats?"
The younger wolf gave him a death stare. "Say another word and I'll put my foot in your throat..." Heinrich growled through clenched teeth.
Vladimir responded by biting that foot. "Aw shaddap." He leaned over the wolf under him and reached into a drawer on the bedside table. After a bit of blind rummaging, he produced an unmarked bottle of clear liquid and proceeded to slather it all over his length and his brother's hole, both immediately warmed by the slick liquid. As an extra kindness, he carefully worked those three fingers in once more. As Heinrich tightened against them, Vladimir stretched them out, aiming one up and snickering when his still hard cock jumped. "Found it."
Heinrich's cock drooled and his toes curled as Vladimir played genie with his prostate. The pain quickly morphed to comfort, then pleasure and he found himself pushing back against those fingers. He let out an involuntary sigh when the wolf added another for good measure, and barely noticed when his thumb entered. Like brother had said, Darius did like to play with baseball bats, or at least things of their girth. When Vladimir's entire hand was inside him, he recalled exactly what he was capable of and pushed harder against his brother's prodding, down to the wrist.
"Well, this wasn't what I'd planned, but why not?" the big wolf said, curling his fingers into a fist and pushed a little harder. Heinrich's teeth clenched and Vladimir pulled back, eliciting a whimper. "Aw, you don't want me to take it away?" he teased. When the smaller lupine opened his mouth to respond, Vladimir pushed his fist back in, slowly, but further than before. The words got stuck in his throat as he threw his head back, amusing Vladimir even more.
This was familiar. This felt like old times. Heinrich was home. He shuddered as Vladimir uncurled his fingers slowly and closed them back into a fist. The wolf pulled out and on the way back in, Heirich squeezed hard as he could. He held on to Vladimir's paw for dear life until he could clench no longer and the paw slipped out.
"I think you're ready." Vladimir rumbled, stroking his cock with his free paw.
"Uh-huh." was all Heinrich could string together in response as he held his legs back for the wolf.  He could see Vladimir taking aim again and felt the wolf's meat on his opening once more, but not sinking in yet. He groaned with a mix of need and aggrivation as Vladimir instead circled his hole like a vulture with the tip before plunging in. When he did, however, the sudden fullness still didn't compare to the whole forearm that had been there before. Heinrich twisted and writhed, but all semblance of pain was gone. He needed more. Vladimir was taking it slow, but they were well past that. Heinrich reached down and clawed the big wolf's ass to pull him in, even as the new depth arched his back.
"Eager now, are ya, lad?" Vladimir chuckled. "Good, 'cause so am I." And thus began the merciless rutting of the smaller wolf beneath him. Vladimir pulled nearly the full length out before ramming in with all he had, pushing a yelp out the other end of Heinrich in the process. His already swollen, softball of a knot rammed Heinrich's battered hole, demanding entry with every savage buck of Vladimir's hips. Eyes squeezed closed and teeth clenched was just how the big wolf liked his little brother. Heinrich reached for his aching prick, but Vladimir would have none of that, pinning his paws above his head as he buried his bone.
Not that it mattered, Heinrich was close anyway.  He forced his eyes open to see Vladimir almost gone feral in his pursuit of a nut, tongue dangling out the side of his mouth, drool a' flying. With one more good thrust, the wolf found his mouth stretched wide in a silent scream, his face now a twisted visage of pain and pleasure all at once as Vladimir knotted him. No more. The levee broke again and he coated both their bellies with his second explosion.
The sudden warmth in his fur pushed the elder wolf over. He lunged and sank his teeth into the crook of Heinrich's neck, nearly deafening the poor thing with his howl as he flooded  his brother's depths with a geyser of hot wolfcum. Vladimir continued to struggle inside Heinrich, determined to empty his heavy balls entirely in the wolf.  Wet slapping mingled with Vladimir's howl as his seed spilled out of the wolf under him. When he was finally done, Vladimir collapsed on top of the thoroughly used wolf, licking at his throat. He'd definitely drawn blood with his teeth.
"Sorry....about... the bed." Heinrich panted, looking to the shredded sheets.
Vladimir chuckled weakly. "I'll fix it up later, when this goes down." he replied, flexing his wolfhood inside Heinrich and snickering at the resulting shudder. He looked to his watch. 11:45. "After that... wanna go again?"