Cheating with His Brother Ch. 04

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Cheating with His Brother

Chapter Four

"Why don't you guys join me? It'll be all the better for having you there..."

Kao trailed off halfway through the utterance, his eyes locked on Ropes'. The cougar purred and flicked her tail, though Fyr was the one who leaned forward, his elbows on his knees as he tried to drag his attention away from the game on TV. Ropes winced. She hated when he was so zoned into the flat screen that he could hardly pay attention to anything around him.

"Fyr?" She prodded him gently on the arm. "Kao was talking to you, honey."

Her words were pointed, but she exchanged a look with Kao all the same, the dragon chuckling lightly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Don't worry about it, my brother's always been like that. But, as I was saying, I've invited all my old college buddies to come round and bring friends, it's going to be a big crowd there. You're very welcome to come by and I'd love to have you."

The drake's smirk was only for Ropes.

"Hell, why don't you both stay over?" He suggested, as if the thought had only just occurred to him. "You have the guest room, one of them anyway..."

That caught Fyr's attention, if not for the reason it should have done so.

"One of the guest rooms?" The drake smiled, suddenly handsome in his red scales and his house shirt. "Just how many do you have now?"

Ropes stared at him, Kao purring on about his new digs and how much more space he had - too much for just him, in all honesty. Her husband was handsome, she had to admit, in his red scales that looked almost too well-cared for, and the yellow tint across his ear-frills. The damn drake could make even that scrappy, old house shirt look good, the one that she kept trying to throw away and, somehow, seemed to make its way back into his chest of drawers all the same.

What a silly dragon he was. Ropes smiled warmly, swilling her red wine slowly around the glass, a sensual tip of crimson liquid. She could see just why she'd fallen in love with him and, of course, still loved him dearly.

That didn't mean she didn't still want to fuck his brother though. And, if Kao had them to stay over while he had his little party thing going on... Ropes smirked to herself, taking a sip of her wine. Well, she'd have more than enough time to get everything she wanted from the stunningly gorgeous blue drake with more than one guest bedroom after all then! At least for one night.

And one night would never be enough for her.

"So, what do you say, Ropes?" It was Fyr's turn to prod her, startling the feline from her reverie. "Do you want to go to the 'do' or what?"

Ropes grinned and winked at Kao, tipping her muzzle to the side so that Fyr was none the rising. Kao's eyes simmered sultrily as they locked with hers, tail curling round against his calf.

"There's nowhere else I'd rather be."

If only he knew the extent of that.

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The party was a great deal bigger than expected, even by Ropes' old college standards. Music pulsed through the walls of his home, a modern affair that had been designed to look like the ranch Fyr always talked about having one day, though they were working their way, steadily, towards the life they imagined together. It was just taking a little longer than expected to actually get there.

Kao, on the other hand, was there already, if not in a ranch out in the sticks. She was sure he'd have more than one complaint from the neighbours come morning, but she was also very sure that the drake didn't care one jot. With the kind of money that would buy a home with certainly more than just the one guest bedroom, there was enough space between the houses in his neighbourhood so that the inhabitants didn't feel as if they were living on top of one another, which was a common problem in the cities that Ropes had thought Fyr's brother was a side more used to.

He welcomed them into their home with open arms, though the hug he gave Ropes was more familiar and warm than the one he delivered unto his brother. If Fyr noticed, he made no comment, struck speechless at finally seeing the house that his brother had altogether been far too modest about. Ropes was no better.

"Jeez, Kao," she breathed, her paw on his forearm, a gentle squeeze. "What kind of money are you making in that new job of yours?"

The drake grinned.

"Enough to keep me happy. Better than that apartment I started off in, isn't it?"

Ropes laughed. She remembered that apartment. Back then, she'd loathed visiting Kao, finding him boring and, well, the apartment in the city rather unkempt. Smelly too. It reeked of old pizza boxes and his laundry had been scattered all over the place, whether it was fresh out of the washing machine or in serious need of it.

"Yes, well, anything would be better than that stink-hole," she teased lightly, jabbing him playfully in the ribs. "You seemed much younger back then when you were starting out, all wide-eyed and eager to see what the big city had in store for you."

He laughed, teeth flashing in the tasteful lighting, dim enough to allow a sense of intimacy and relaxation to the inside area of the party.

"Yeah, it's very different. But a good kind of different, at least to me."

"To us too," Fyr said, interjecting before Ropes could answer. "Mind if we grab a drink? I'm parched! And our bags are still out in the truck."

Kao nodded in what Ropes presumed was the direction of the kitchen.

"I can grab your bags for you, if you like. Kitchen's just through there. Please help yourself!"

Fyr didn't need to be told twice, but Ropes had an eye for something else than the drinks on offer. She could probably clear the bar stock he had on hand, if it took her fancy, as it took rather a lot to actually get a demon close to being drunk, but perhaps that would be better served for another night with a less enticing drake on hand. Instead, she waved Fyr off without her and followed the curve of that blue tail as he trotted out to their truck, as good as gold, heading off to get their bags.

Ropes smiled. So he could be a gentlefur when the fancy took him then. That was good to know.

He'd barely lifted one little suitcase out of the back of the truck when Ropes' paw landed on his arm. It was flattering to see the drake tense so rapidly, blood rushing to his neck and cheeks where the scales lifted ever so slightly, allowing the release of heat from the flesh below.

"No expecting me?" She purred, tail lashing. "I wouldn't let such a big, strong drake do all the work."

Kao raised an eyebrow and hefted out all of their bags in one go, not that there was very much for him to grab in the first place.

"While I appreciate your kindness, Ropes," he said in a low, gravelly tone that was put on, clearly, for effect. "I think I have it covered. Would you like me to show you to your, ah, accommodation of the evening though, so you may freshen up?"

Ropes clasped her paws to her chest, her grin wide enough to rival that of the Cheshire cat.

"How kind of you!"

It was just the ploy she'd been going for and he played right along with her as if he'd had the script presented to him beforehand. Falling into step beside him - the truck would easily stay safely in the driveway overnight - Ropes eyed the drake out of the corner of her eye, lusts already flaring to the surface. It had been in her mind, of course, since they had first arranged to attend the party and there had, sadly, been no time for her to spend with the drake since then, leaving her needs unsatisfied. Ropes' whiskers quivered, steps quickening. She couldn't really count the activities of her right paw when it came to satisfaction, after all. No, her demonic self had had several good meals and ached for more, that familiar hunger gnawing at the pit of her stomach, although it was not a hunger that could be sated by anything going down her throat.

Ropes' lips twitched. Maybe his cock. But not food. Definitely not food.

As they padded back inside the house and up the stairs, Ropes could not help but let her gaze drift over his minimalist abode, at least in terms of decoration. Although she was sure that she would not be able to repeat the thought come morning when the party was all but done, his home was spotless of even a speck of dust, standing out in stark contrast to what she was used to with him.

Very unlike him...

"I take it you must have a cleaner now then," Ropes teased, swishing her tail against Kao's, a deliberate little motion. "This is very different from the flat."

Kao rolled his eyes, leading the way up the stairs.

"You're the only one who still comments on that, you know. Fyr never noticed anything, but you always had something to say about the place."

"Tell me honestly, did you like it?"

That drew him up in his tracks and Kao paused, mulling the question over. His paw found the door to what had to be a guest bedroom and Ropes pursed her lips. There were rather a few doors in the corridor leading off from the top of the stairs. Maybe she should move in with Kao.

"Well, no," he admitted, pushing the words slowly from his muzzle. "I didn't like it much. But why do you ask?"

The cougar grinned.

"If you didn't like it, just how did you expect anyone else to like it? Tell me that."

Kao laughed and bumped her shoulder with his, leading the way into the guest bedroom. And it was Ropes' turn to pause, needing a moment to take everything in.

"Jeez, Kao..."

The room was bigger than hers at home by at least twice the size. Space, of course, hardly seemed to be an issue for the drake who lived alone in a home easily large enough to comfortably house a family of six, though she could not imagine him to be a family drake, at least not yet. Maybe one day in the future, he would find the right lady and settle down, but that time was far off in the future for her husband's brother who still had so much more life to live as a single and free bachelor yet.

The bedroom, however, boasted a queen-size bed with four posts - Ropes couldn't help but think how those posts at head and foot could be used for something just a little bit kinky - and a huge window running the entire length of the room. Although the curtains were drawn, Ropes had no doubt that she would likely be able to see the majority of the party from the window he'd given them, Kao's grounds stretching all the way up to the hedge that marked the boundary line between his property and the next.

Every colour rang with riches, seeming brighter and more vibrant than the ones in her own home. Just like her relationship with Kao, his home was all the more alluring for being something that she knew she couldn't have and, in all truth, wouldn't want to have forever. Not when she had her ranch house in mind and the quiet peace of a coffee on the front porch with nothing but the cattle for company, Fyr by her side bustling about to get ready for his day.

Ropes winced. Being a demoness, she'd never been all that great with other furs. The solitude and isolation, when she finally could have it, would be a dream come true.

"Kao, I could live here for weeks!" She exclaimed, dragging her thoughts from the ranch with the determination of a much stronger feline, for she could linger there no longer. "However did you get such a place? No, it doesn't matter. Even this bedroom is amazing!"

The drake grinned widely, depositing her bags on the end of the bed.

"So glad you like it, I did wonder if it would be your speed."

Ropes raised an eyebrow.

"Lots of space, luxury... Yeah, it's really not my speed at all, what was I thinking?"

Chuckling, the dragon caught her by the tail and hauled her to him, her yowl and playful shriek echoing off the comparatively bare walls.

"Luxury, hm?" He growled in her ear, hugging the cougar to his chest. "I can imagine what kind of luxuries this little kitty likes..."

Ropes smirked and spun around, his hardness pressing up between their stomachs. It was hardly a surprise: Fyr seemed to be the only male who could resist a hard-on in her presence, after all.

"Not such a little kitty," she purred softly, though there was an edge of warning in her voice. "And you would do well to remember that."

"What are you going to do to make me remember it?"

Her lips on his were the answer to that question and Kao groaned into her mouth as she melted into his arms. The cougar's tentacles wrapped around him, holding him closer and more tightly than any arms could ever have done and, almost tenderly, he folded his wings around her, sealing Ropes off from the rest of the world. Ropes growled softly, pressing in closer, letting his hardness grind up between them. If there had been any doubt whatsoever over what they were going to do in the guest bedroom while Fyr was getting drinks - and supposedly mingling with other guests - that doubt was long, long gone.

Snarling like the demoness she was, Ropes bore him back and back until he could step away no longer, shoulder blades pinned to the wall as she slunk a tentacle around his throat. But Kao was not one to be so easily dominated - she had been able to do it so easily to Fyr in their earlier days together - and pushed back, tongue wrapping around hers as he claimed her mouth for his own.

Tongues tangling, he unwrapped her tentacle from him, using his wings to keep them at bay to some extent. She struggled to pin those down without folding them in to his body and ultimately gave up, groping and teasing his throbbing shaft with the flat of her paw, the outline of it clearly visible through his jeans. She wondered briefly if he was wearing more fitted clothing just for her of late or if her eyes had simply become attuned to his attire, seeing the drake beneath it even as he went about fully clothed.

A string of saliva connected them briefly as they broke the kiss, breath hot on each other's muzzles and lusts high.

"I want you..."

"I want you too."

Although it wasn't necessary for her to say it out loud, Ropes' nerves fizzed to hear him speak of his need, cementing her desire for him in a way that nothing else possibly could have done. Paw slipping round to the small of her back, Kao pressed her back to the bed, changing her direction and taking control, if only for a moment. But Ropes gladly tumbled back onto the bed with the drake on top of her, arms and legs reaching for the muscled stud of a dragon that she needed so badly.

It was almost a thrill to do it in his own home, Fyr just downstairs while Kao kissed a path up her neck, lips tickling the line of her jaw. Purring warmly, Ropes returned his lust in kind, arching her back as a few buttons on her otherwise rather demure blouse popped loose. It wasn't one she could get away with ripping and so she wriggled, squirming herself free just a little to undo the remainder, letting it slip back from her shoulders. Groaning, he pressed in closer, need radiating from his scales as he nipped sharply at her throat and drank in the sight of her large bosom cupped in a sheer, aquamarine bra.

Smirking wantonly, Ropes cradled her breasts in both paws, twisting her back beneath him as she winked coyly at her dragon of the evening.

"You miss these?" She cooed. "I sure have missed you, sugar. Your touch on these... Your cock..."

He didn't let her finish, growling as he lunged for her and fumbled with her bra. It was a wonder that they got it off at all with two pairs of paws reaching for the clasp at the back, but it somehow fell away and the drake was left with her heavy breasts to tease, wrapping his tongue around each nipple in turn to suckle them into his mouth. Ropes moaned and arched up against his muzzle, tail lashing as he teased that flicker of pleasure within her to a fever pitch, every inch of her skin seared through with heat and tentacles undulating madly. The demonic side of her was all too close to the surface those days and she welcomed its embrace, the want to feed rising like a thirst in a parched throat that had not had water in several hours.

He could not spend the entirety of his attention on her breasts, however, and worked his way down her front as the feline caught her breath, chest heaving. Hooking his claw into the waistband of her jeans, he shot her a look that took her breath away all over again, nipples perking into the cool air of the bedroom as if begging for his attention. Ropes shivered. She could have had him spend all day long on her breasts if she'd had the patience.

"As good as these look on you," he murmured, "I'd much rather see them on the floor."

"Couldn't agree more!"

They didn't bother locking the door. Who knew where they were anyway? Fyr could search through the whole house and never find them - or he'd at least give them fair warning opening and closing every door in the corridor of guest rooms before he actually reached theirs. Ropes' jeans came off, the drake dragging them down her legs with a raw growl that sent a shiver down her spine. Just how did he do that to her? The only light spilling over their bodies as he shoved down his own trousers, shirt up and over his head in a flash, was that from the party outside, the sound of merriment and a night out filtering in through the window panes.

"Fuck me," she breathed as he moved over her. "I need you, hard and deep. Remind me why I fuck you over my husband!"

The words rushed from her, a wicked thrill, and Kao shuddered, lips passionately embracing hers as her mouth parted to receive him. But the drake was sly still and had a little something extra in mind that she would not have anticipated, panting and naked on the bed. He sat back on his heels, tail flicking and cock in one paw. That grin on his muzzle, however, would have melted the heart of a lesser fur than a demon, while it only made Ropes what to claim him, make him hers, all the more.

Darn it...

"I don't know, I may need a bit of encouragement first," he smirked with a cheeky wink that would have made her roll her eyes if she had not been so lustful to begin with.

But the cougar scrambled up onto her knees willingly and took his shaft into her mouth with a throaty groan that was, very swiftly, muffled. He groaned, thrusting into the warm, wet expanse of her maw as Ropes bobbed her head. There was nothing that needed to be done to get the drake ready, of course, and it was all about the moment of pleasure and just what sensations she could deliver to him, get him to that point where he simply couldn't bear it anymore.

Letting her tongue rasp up his length, Ropes purred warmly, the vibrations travelling into his cock as the drake hissed and bucked his hips. It was easy, almost too easy, to get a male to do what she wanted, but Kao was a special one. Playing her tongue up one of the soft ridges - how amazing it would be to get those back inside her - she purred and suckled lustfully at the tip, paw giving a firm, pleasurable squeeze to his balls.

And that did the trick. A demoness, after all, should not be on her knees before a drake for too long.

Kao growled and she reared up as he pushed her off balance, twisting lightly around onto her side as he scooted up behind her. The dragon snarled and raised her leg up and forward for better access, cock thrusting and drooling for her sex even as she reached back to guide him in.

No words were needed. No command, no verbal desire other than the raw growl that burst from her lips, tail lashing furiously as he pushed it up and out of the way with his arm.

He slammed home as if his cock had always been meant to sink into her cunt, driving so deep that a shudder went through the cougar in his arms. Pressing his muzzle into her neck, Kao moaned long and loud, wasting no time at all in working his hips and fucking her for all he was worth, though Ropes had little illusion over whether or not he was getting fun elsewhere while she was stuck with Fyr. No, the drake was an eligible bachelor in his prime and, while she would never have considered taking him as her one and only, she could understand him wanting to get his rocks off wherever he could. She was in the same boat, kind of.