| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t The longing ache wasn't going away this time. Giving a frustrated sigh as Lilly tossed her favorite toy back in it's box to stash under her bed, the young sheep prepared to pull herself up off the bed. Being pretty far along in the pregnancy, her hormones were acting up something fierce and she -needed- more than a toy or her fingers this time. Luckily her favorite, and only, older brother had just gotten home instead of staying after school in shop class or working in the lighting booth for the theater group, or worse, nerding out over computer stuff at his friends house. Even before their fight, Marcus rarely came to her with his own urges, but was always more than willing to help with hers and every time, they always had SO much fun together. Shivering at the thought of his strong hands holding her so firmly yet with nothing but love; Lilly knew that she had to ask, even if it was just sex, instead of thoroughly enjoying the closeness and intimacy the adopted siblings shared... Used to share... Poking her head into the kitchen just as the tall beaver was bumping the fridge shut with his tail, a pair of celery stalks wedged on either side of his front teeth like an elephant, a jug of tea and glass occupying his hands while humming a tune only he seemed to know. She stayed at the archway, half hidden behind it "Hey Marc..." He looked up, "O'a f'ey 'illy, 'emme jus'...", moved to set the tea and glass on the counter and pulled the celery out of his mouth. "What's up? Did you want a drink too?" The question was asked, but Marcus was already making toward the cabinet, he knew how much she loved iced tea. As nudists, watching him move around the kitchen as naked as she was normally wouldn't be something either of them noticed, but right now it took the empty aching inside her and turned it into a roaring bonfire... She was going to be in real trouble if he said 'no'. Reminding herself to not get too pushy, Lilly crossed over to the kitchens island and took the offered glass of tea as Marcus munched on the celery, hardly offering more than a raised a eyebrow and smile as she mischievously swiped his second piece to nibble on. She wasn't hungry, not for food at least, but waiting until the scruffy beaver was done his snack seemed like the best idea, no reason she couldn't speed it along some, right? "You weren't in school today, you still feeling ok? The kit bothering you" A shrug "Sorta, been feeling a bit of an itch the last few days, it's got really bad today and..." She looked up at his deep brown eyes, "I could REALLY use your help to take care of it" "Sure, Lill's" he quipped affectionately and reached one of his strong hands over and unexpectedly started lightly scritching his thick fingers through the woolly curls on her back, sending shivers and tremors coursing through her smaller frame as a tiny, involuntary moan escaped, "So, where's it hid...ding-- Oh...." His fingers froze as it dawned on him what she was was asking for. "You mean... in bed, don't you?" Not changing her scrunched expression, Lilly wiggled backward against his now immobile fingers "Yeah.... but don't stop! Backscratch!" Crunching the rest of the remaining celery and chewing slowly, Marcus slowly resumed adding his other hand to the job; half scratching and half massaging his sisters back, feeling her tremble and twitch under his fingers as he rummaged through the thick, short curls, finding all the perfect spots she loved him to hit, just as he'd done so many times before. His slower chewing and movements told the young sheep just how much was on her older brothers mind, concerned she pushed too far, she continued, "Like... If... If you want to even want to still help me I meeeEEEeean--" the beavers claws had hit a really nice spot "Ohhhhhhh, Masters Marc, that feels sooooooooo good!" Lilly's breathing quickened as she dug her fingers into the cushion of the stool she was sitting on, grinding herself into the vinyl as the sensation of lightly orgasmic waves radiated out from his touch. She had no idea why, but no beast else had ever figured out how to give back scratches like her brother, at least none that made her feel like this. The surge faded away again as she came back down from an endorphin high, panting lightly as she again tried to continue to let her brother have an out if he wanted "I mean, you don't have to, if you're still mad-" she was cut short as she felt his fingertips stop their dancing and instead two big hands started sliding around from her back, coming to rest crossed over her large and still growing midsection as he hugged her and her kit swollen belly tightly. "Lil," he said softly, "you know all you ever needed to do is ask." as he nuzzled her ear and fluffy coif in his own special brand of the most intimate of affections for her and her alone. Relief dragged even more arousal along immediately, the lamb's heart skipped several beats as she craned her neck to nuzzle him back, "Then I'm asking Marc, please?" She could feel him smile, lightly resting his chin on top of her head, punctuated by light poke against the small of her back; "Your room or mine?" he asked warmly. A few more skipped beats, "Oh, mine, I already need to change my sheets." A stifled laugh in her ear as her joke sunk in. "My most incredible and sexy sister's room it is!" Now it was Lilly's turn to laugh, "If you were anyone else, I'd say you were sucking uuuUUUUUP!!" They laughed together as she suddenly found herself being lifted up as the powerful arms around her center went from hugging her to scooping her smaller frame into a cradle carry. Lilly couldn't stop herself from giggling excitedly as she was carried down the hallway like a small kit by her older brother, draping her arm around his neck and snuggling her face into the dense silky fur of the chest she was pressed against, breathing deep and marveling just as much now as when she was a tiny lamb of 6 at how soft it was. Turning to bump her door further open with his bum, the tall beaver waltzed them into her room and with a dramatic half flop, lay down on the bed with his younger sister still curled up in his arms around her own lamb rounded belly. Now she lay on top of him as he squeezed her closer than ever in the kind of hug that made Lilly think she couldn't possibly feel any safer. Leaving her muzzle buried into his chest, she relished in soaking up his warmth and smell as her brother kept nuzzling her ears and head wool while just holding her close. Marcus often did this, she knew how much her brother adored just holding her, mutually excited, but just cuddling. The young sheep knew he'd continue when he was ready and the mear thought of the impending intimacy was already sending adrenaline and filling her with a combination of butterflies and arousal as she realized his erection was pressed against her butt cheek, already soaking through her wool in leaking pre-cum. Lilly wasn't sure how much time had passed while he held her tight, she didn't care, despite her needs burning white hot, their embrace, the connection, the... forgiveness, they were sharing right then mattered so much more. Suddenly, the arm wrapped under her legs moved and the hand that was holding her thigh began tracking along her pelt, wafting through the wool on her leg, getting closer and closer to her crotch. As it travelled, every strand touched fueled her inner fire. She couldn't believe how much of a hair trigger she had with him and close she was already, and when the pad of his finger finally touched the bald lips of her labia, that first, delicate stroke sent her hurling over the edge and the lamb thought she was going to lose her mind. Marcus jumped slightly at the sudden, almost violent reaction to an orgasm ripping through the smaller body on top of him, a high pitched squeak pushed out of her mouth with each convulsion. Lilly was thanking every maker she could remember, that he didn't stop with those teasing, light strokes along her opening as she twitched and spasmed again, and again, and again holding on to her brother's neck and shoulders as if for dear life as he also held her with his other arm. Eventually, the flare subsided, leaving her gasping for air. With eyes rolling in her head, trying to get the world to stop spinning, the lamb couldn't help but notice the dopey grin on her brothers face. "Wha? Wh-what?" "You ok?" he asked through the grin. She knew he was only half joking, he was concerned for her, but he also loved the knowledge that it was he that could drive her so wild, setting relentless fireworks off throughout her body with the barest of touches. "Masters, yes I'm okay!" she panted then almost bit her tongue as she felt a digit slide along and then into her vagina, not far, just an inch or two but it was almost enough to trigger another climax already. Pressing her muzzle back into his chest fur she half moaned and half spoke as she writhed under the slow, deliberate probing and pushes as her brother added a second finger and wriggled them deeper and deeper in. "OhhhhHHHHhhhhhhh Marc, I've missed this so much!", the waves rose so fast once more and with a loud "mmmMMMMMMF!!!!!" it was all she could do to not bite into the silken fur she had her muzzle buried in. Writhing helplessly in the grip of another huge orgasm, Lilly barely heard her brothers reply as one climax turned into another... then another, and yet another, wracking her body mercilessly; the beaver concentrating on working his fingers in her vagina to get the maximum effect as he rumbled deeply "Me too Lill, feels like it's been forever..." Eventually, as the haze of pleasure faded a bit, the lamb realized her brother had let her go and she was simply balanced on top of him as he rubbed and scratched her back with one hand, simultaneously running the other through longer wool of her coif. "Feelin' better?" was all he said, but so many of the reasons she still loved him were wrapped up in those two words. "A little," head tilting to push it further into her brother's hand, "Still have a pretty good itch though, I think we still need to get a little more in depth if you still want..." With that she rolled off the thick chest letting the action bring her up on all fours, presenting herself openly and without any shame at all to her older brother. Her lamb-heavy belly and smaller swollen breasts hanging low while flicking her raised tail side-to-side a few times letting Marcus know that the opening act was over and it was an open invitation to start having some real fun. Her smile widened a bit as she saw his pre oozing penis twitch at her blatant display of neediness before rolling over to get up onto his knees beside her, running a hand with splayed fingers backwards against the grain of her wool, from her buttock, up along her side, following the curves. She felt her body instinctively froze into place, wool still quivering from the trembling anticipation that quaked every muscle from head to tail tip. There wasn't going to be any more play, both her mind and body were achingly ready; Marcus knew it too. Watching him out of the corner of her eye as he inched toward her rear by shifting his weight from knee to knee, penguin-like on the soft mattress. The hand on her side drifted back down toward her rump again as he "waddled". In one effortless, smooth movement, the beaver swung his leg over the top of her calves and hooves causing the mattress to lurch violently under her hands and knees, wobbling Lilly's whole body and reminding her once again just how big and powerful her brother's six foot five teenage body actually was; she never could forget, but the raging heat she felt inside certainly enjoyed the reminder. The mattress settled with just a few more small shifts and sags as her much larger brother finished positioning himself; wide legged behind his sister with her wool framed bottom and legs centered between his knees, dripping erection pointed at her leaking sex, giving away just how horny both the teens were. Lilly was barely in control of her own excitement, she needed what was coming more than anything else in the entire world right now, luckily only a moment passed before the hand still on her rump closed slowly but resolutely, taking up a large swath of her wool into an impossibly strong grip while driving a sharp breath into her lungs as the sensation of a near miss with another climax hit; then the tip of the beavers penis glided down her labia. A moan filled the room as she came once again as her natural lubes oozed out and over Marcus's cock tip. The older beaver took advantage of her delirious pleasure and wearing a truly loving smile, started working more of his length into her clenching pussy. He had always been a... stretch for her, not that her brother was really "hung", but just how tall he was made him absolutely big enough that he didn’t fit in easily to her smaller 14 year old pussy. This time, however, Lilly was feeling nothing but climax after climax as he worked his way into her snug passage one small thrust at a time, re-triggering and re-igniting the monster orgasm ravaging her every nerve. Every push in eliciting a squeak of joy as he gently, but firmly crammed more and more of himself into his sister until about 3/4 the way in, he bumped up against her distended cervix, pushed lower by the infant lamb growing in her womb. Mercifully, patiently, he waited, hilted in her as deep as he could go and gave the mother-to-be a minute to recover her senses. "I thought I'd -NEVER- feel this good again!" she thought, signaling her brother to continue by pushing her hips back against the member spreading her labia obscenely wide and filling her pussy to its limits. Her breath was forced out this time as Marcus now took hold of her tail in a grip rivaling the one on her wool and slowly started into a firm, rhythmic pattern, thrusting until the tip of his cock almost kissed her limits of her depths, causing tiny gasps as the younger sheep struggled to get some air back into her lungs, with limited success. She felt every ridge, curve, and texture of her brother's cock as it repeatedly invaded, then retreated from, her insides. Teasing at her cervix, but not quite hitting it; Lilly totally relinquished herself to the massive power in the hands steering her hips, focusing on the indescribable waves of pleasure being gifted to her body and senses. There was no way to withstand them for long, another orgasm hit, not as hard, but no less welcome as she rode out the shockwaves. Marcus was already beginning to speed up some more, his own finish getting closer as the thrusting was getting more erratic, bumping into her depths more often and more firmly. The pain was dulled away by her arousal, causing a splashes of sharper sensation that was fueling... something? A huge new sensation was growing deep in her core, she felt a buildup of tension unlike any she'd known before; it was getting closer, almost there but not quite... and she NEEDED it. She needed more. "Harder..." she gasped, the words barely audible over the noises of sex and protesting matress springs. Marcus didn't skip a thrust as he asked "What?" Gasping her words between clenched teeth and the nearly overwhelming sensations of the bigger beavers thrusts "You... *oh!*.. NEED... *gasp!!* to go... *pant* HARDER." That stopped him, but only for a single beat as his next push went in just a bit further, deeper, and hit more firmly. It was perfect. "OHHH!!!" she exclaimed, making Marcus pause again. Dragging in a shakey, ragged breath "YES! JUST... Just like that!!" The grip on her tail tightened even further and her brother resumed with increased vigor, but even more caution. She knew he’d never hurt her and he seemed to be feeling that he was now walking a dangerously thin line. All that Lilly could see was stars even if the young sheeps eyes weren't rolled into the back of her head; she was drooling and anything that resembled a rational thought was long, long gone. Thoughts focused entirely on the prize as her big brother rocked her hips, rhythmically pulling her onto his cock, she was thinking desperately “So close... I’m so close... Just a tiny bit more and I'm there.” Lilly put all the effort she had left into her next words, forcing as much breath into her lungs as she could muster and turning her head back toward her lover. "Harder! D-don't h-hold *oof!* baaAAaack! He didn't stop this time and pulled her back onto him just a tiny, almost insignificant bit harder than the thrust before. There it was. That new sensation detonated; washing away everything else as Lilly's world imploded into a single point of pleasure. For those moments there was nothing left but her most basic instincts and emotions, while the last of the air she'd managed to grab leapt away as an unlifted, primal bleat, a call to the world at just how perfect she was feeling. She never heard the question her brother asked, everything going on around her was lost in the depths of that all encompassing orgasm, her head now hanging down between her shoulder, joining swinging breasts and pendulous belly, the motions of her hips being directed by strong hands while her brother was entering the home stretch, helped her take in gasps of air that, when there was enough, only came out again as a shorter, quieter moaning bleats of joy. Lilly was still deliriously orgasming and only managed another soft, happy and exhausted "baaaah" as her brother hilted himself as deeply as he dared and started pumping her full to overflowing with beaver seed. ---------------- (Cut here if you want to skip the mushy back story stuff) ------------------- Minutes passed while the aftershocks sparked small spasms in the young sheeps body... After a while Lilly found herself landing back in reality, gradually regaining her senses. Her everything was sore, but the best kind of sore, a "satisfied at every level and every fiber of your body & soul" kind of sore.... Lilly cautiously opened an eye to see her brother's big nose and grin filling her blurry view. "Hey." he said. "Hey too" she breathed, stretching out with a very, VERY happy sigh. "You feelin' better now?" "Ohhhh, the BEST!" She hugged into him tightly "Thank you sooo much!" A chuckle, "You're welcome, it's not like I didn't have a good time too" he joked. "GOOD!" She said, giving him a squeeze. "Kind of surprised me though." "Hmm?" "Well, after.... after you told me to not hold back..... you made a noise, some kind of yell or... a bleat? I'd never heard you do that before, but it was the happiest sound I've ever heard." "I don't really remember anything other than feeling the best I've ever, ever, EVER felt after telling you to go 'harder'..... but.... you said.... I........ bleated?" "I guess so." She felt her whole face flush red as she looked away in humiliation "Oh Masters, only the babiest of lambs do that. I'm so sorry!" He was silent for a moment, smoothing out her disheveled head wool. "Well I thought it was pretty sexy, and you were having the best time I've ever seen you have, so, I don't see anything to be sorry for.” “...It’s still embarrassing... but.... thanks.” Silence filled the tiny space between their hug, broken by random smoothings of ruffled fur and wool. It was Lilly that spoke first, “I never thought you’d want to be with me again after... I... after I... USED Brandon. You were so angry and hurt after I tricked him to get pregnant, I thought this would never happen again...” A moment turned into three before her brother said anything, “You’re right... I was angry because of how much it hurt. It hurt really, really bad and.... it still hurts some.” He took a deep, deep breath, “But... I’m ok with it now. I’m just fine with being someone you can to blow off steam with.” He sighed. “Look, Lill, I know I let us.... I mean, the sex, mean too much to me and I’m sorry. I should’ve realized what it was, I shouldn’t have been upset when you got pregnant, but I did because I felt betrayed. I screwed up because I was so selfish to think I meant more to you than just someone... fun.” She felt angry tears welling up, “You do! I mean, you always did! How couldn’t you? But, all these years you never said anything about when I had sex with other beasts, or when I met Brandon, you never said anything when I talked to you about wanting to have sex with him, you even made suggestions! Told us about being careful and how to not get him in trouble!“ The tears were flowing now, rolling off the beavers oily coat and adding more stains to her sheets. “I had no idea Marc! I kept thinking I was crazy! Just imagining that we were closer than the sex because you wouldn’t let me KNOW it.... I thought everything was TOTALLY one sided with how I felt! I had no clue that -I- meant anything more to -YOU- than ‘someone fun’.” She made mocking air quotes with her fingers as she pushed against him, only succeeding at sliding herself back a few inches as she sat up tears streaming down her face, “But here you are, saying that it WAS something more, that WE were something more! Damn it! I should have KNOWN!! I KNOW you! I KNOW you suck at showing what you’re feeling, but YOU!” she lifted her fist and punched down against his side “YOU didn’t even give me a hint! All those other beasts I slept with and you did nothing! SAID nothing!!!” “I mean, yeah, I kept it secret that I wanted to get pregnant and be a mom, then I met Brandon and I... I... I... I didn’t ever talk to you about it. ........ Oh. Oh, Masters Marc... This is all my fault isn’t it?!!” Now she was really crying. Now Marcus had also sat up and firmly pulled her to his side, rocking her smaller frame with dismay filling his normally stoic voice. “No, Lill, no, no, no, no, this isn’t your fault at all, it’s mine, it’s all my fault. Shhhhhh-shhhhhh” Lilly pushed her nose into his chest as more tears fell. A minute passed, turned into two, then faded into the past. This time, it was Marcus who broke the silence “I just wanted you to be happy, Lill.” She said nothing, sniffing back more tears. “When you introduced me to Brandon, I thought he was going to be just like anyone else you’ve just had sex with... and I know how happy playing around with others makes you. Well, that’s always made me happy for you. I’ve never felt jealous, or angry, or sad when you did because I thought you and I were more than just the sex you share with others and that’s what mattered the most to me... When you told me you were pregnant, it felt like you yanked “us” out from under me with someone else because I had no idea you wanted something so... so big.” He sighed “But all this time, it was just because you thought I didn’t care for you...” He laughed bitterly, “I guess what they say is true, ‘Never forget to say ‘I love you’ because one day it’ll be too late.’” “...You did forget...” “What?” “You did forget to say ‘I love you’... But..... so did I.” She tried to wipe her eyes clear, “I guess all we just need to know now is if it’s too late.” A big, soft hand alighted on the side of her muzzle and she looked up at her brother, she was startled to see the pained expression on his face and the tears beginning to run down his cheeks; Lilly had never seen her brother cry before. “Lill, it could never, ever be too late for me to hear it from you, but I just found out I almost ruined what I had with the most perfect, important beast to me in all the world because I was too damned stupid to say three words; So, I’m saying, right now, that I love you. I’ve loved you since we were kits, I love you much more than I’ve ever figured out how to tell you before and this still doesn’t feel like it’s enough... but it’ll have to be, because I do love you... So, SO much.” His resolve was gone, the hand fell away back into his lap as Marcus broke down into sobs and for the first time, it was Lilly’s turn to hold her brother as the minutes passed. “.......You know, I love you too, Marc... I always have, even when were kits and always butting heads, when you’d chew up the lincoln logs, or when you’d always hog the Braystation, or steal the last slice of pizza... Oh wait, you STILL do that.” The beaver snorted a laugh, choking on his tears. “The last slice is the best you know.” “I wouldn’t know, ya pig.” The laughter from just those few bad jokes melted away months of hurt feelings, anger, and tension between them as they leaned against each other, back against the wall. “So.... what now?” She asked. Marcus was staring at his hands, wringing them nervously.... “Well.... uh, I guess, we have some more patching up between us? Um, we need to talk more, but at least we finally know why everything fell apart so bad.... And.... uh, I had no idea how to ask before when I thought... well, your lamb is going to need a father figure and I wouldn’t mind the chance to be him....” He looked over at her, “If you want?” She smiled “I like the plan, and I couldn’t think of ANYBEAST else I’d want to be his dad as much as you,” Lilly squeezed her brother's arm, “thank you... But I was more thinking of either having sex in the shower, or going again here since we’ve already wrecked the hell out of my bed.” “I! How? But! You’re the worst!!” he laughed, wrestle tugging her smaller frame on top of him, being careful not to squish her swollen belly too much. “I know, but now I finally know you love me for it” she teased as she felt his erection firming up under her. “‘Forever and ever, amen’” With mock horror she bounced him further into the mattress “Oh, you did NOT just quote country music at me!” \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t