Cheating with His Brother Ch. 05

He smiled, but, of course, could not have understood the true meaning of her words. But Ropes didn't need him to understand. The cougar giggled quietly to herself as she showed off just how flexible her tentacles were, the extra limbs completely under her control as she pumped one along Kao's length while the other held down his trunks, keeping them well out of the way for what she had in mind.

For what drake could resist an orgasm in a hot tub right under the noses of everyone nearby?

Kao could not stop her. He turned his head away, trying to engage in conversation as the vixen intently kissed up his neck.

"Uh... Trisha?" He fended her off weakly, a paw on the fox's shoulder. "I'm really not... Not right now..."

"What?" She blinked balefully up at him. "Why wouldn't you want to have fun with me? No one here cares! Do you care?"

She directed the question at Fyr, but Ropes smirked and answered for him, the drake being too busy smirking anyway to provide her with any kind of a sensible answer.

"Oh, no, please - go right ahead."

The look that Kao gave her could have made a lesser fur quail, but Ropes only took it to mean that she'd get an extra hard fucking off him next time they got together. The cougar's whiskers quivered. How delightful! Every bit of debauchery was worth the risk if it would gain her such a reward at the close of the day.

Giggling, Trisha nuzzled Kao's neck and drunkenly slumped over him; Ropes hastily yanked her tentacles out of the way, though Kao was not afforded any relief. As soon as the vixen hefted herself up again, Ropes returned to massaging his length with her tentacles, demonstrating just what she could do without using her paws at all. Her lips twitched in a smile and she couldn't resist glancing at his face, just to see how needy his expression was, although the drake kept his composure in a very admirable way. Although he blinked a little more than normal - more at the rate that a hummingbird beat its wings that anything begetting the look of a healthy dragon - there was little to show his disturbance in being.

Hm... Time to ramp it up a notch then.

Ropes wrapped a tentacle around her victim's balls, tugging them gently down from his body as she rippled the length of the appendage. The drake visibly tensed, leaning forward - which the fox only took as an open invitation, giggling and practically throwing herself into his arms. She couldn't have known that she barely missed his cock.

"Hey now!"

"Oh, come on! You're such a prude, Kao, what happened to you?"

Oh, many things, but not things that Kao could say out loud at that moment in time. The drake clenched his teeth and shook his head resolutely while Ropes forced down a giggle, eyeing him wickedly as she stroked his cock. In all honesty, she was probably the only thing that was stopping the drake from wrapping his paws around the fox's throat; not that he would have been able to reach it with the sheer amount of jewellery she was wearing. It dangled and jangled obscenely, nearly entirely blocking the cream of her throat from view.

Ropes studied her critically. If she had not been so dolled up that her natural fur colour was hardly recognisable, at least on her muzzle, she might have been a pretty fox. But, as it was, her natural features had been obscured and accentuated to the point of being grotesque. Absently, she rippled her tentacles around his cock, pumping his length slowly, languidly as she kept him near orgasm, but not quite there yet.

Kao really can do better than this one...

"Kao, dear, sweetums, sweetheart," Trisha crooned, clearly not yet giving up on the host of the party. "We had such fun before... Why don't you want to take me up to your room? I hear you have many of them here! Or we can just make out here, if you'd like. I remember you being, like, a really good kisser."

"That's my brother over there!" Kao choked out, clutching at straws. "You really want him to be staring us down while you're locking lips with me?"

She frowned, the vixen's pretty lips twisting her face into something spoilt that wasn't quite used to not getting what it wanted when it wanted it. Ropes rolled her eyes. She'd never gotten on with furs like that. They didn't have the strength of mind to simply take what they wanted rather than simpering and whining and begging for it when it may or may not be given. Furries like that didn't have any power, nothing like the power and control she had.

"I thought dragons liked to show off? The wealth thing, the hoard thing? Aren't you, like, a real dragon?"

"Oh, I assure you, honey," Ropes chuckled throatily. "He is a red-blooded drake through and through."

She grimed triumphantly, perhaps thinking that she'd won the battle.

"Seeeeee! I knew you were just being coy with me! Come on! Didn't you say I have a guest room here tonight?"

"No..." Kao said slowly, desperately looking between Trisha and Ropes as if searching for an escape, any escape at all. "No, I didn't say you had a room here, Trisha, and for good reason too!"

In just the one way, Ropes came to his rescue, though it was a little too late as the drake's balls tightened up to his body on the precipice of orgasm.

"That's because we're in that room... Trisha, was it?" She purred, rippling her tentacles around his shaft, keeping him just on the edge until she was good and ready to allow him release. "Fyr is Kao's brother and I'm Fyr's wife. Family comes first, my dear... Wouldn't you agree?"

The fox's jaw dropped and she trembled with barely restrained fury. Kao blinked, torn between stopping her in her tracks and the lure of orgasm. Which left Ropes just where she wanted to be in dealing with the whore of a vixen.

"Why you!" She spluttered. "You did me out of a room! It was you! We were gonna get back together tonight and you are the one who's gone and fucked all that up!"

"What?" Kao gulped, squirming under Ropes' touch. "No! Not... Oh!"

Ropes chose that exact moment to squeeze his cock hard, pumping the length as the drake rocketed over the edge into climax, eyes closed and jaws hanging open. He couldn't hold back his moan even as Trisha hung off him, hips blessedly away from his creaming, spurting shaft, the fox too far gone into the realm of the drunk to realise what was happening right beneath her.

"Kao and I are perfect together," she purred, stroking his jaw as she turned the dragon's muzzle back to her. "And, whether you like it or not, we're going to get married!"

"No!" Kao grunted, closing his mouth with great effort of will. "That was...unnnfff...never going to happen. Trisha..."

But the drake could not form the words for a more sensible argument as he gasped and bucked his hips, water splashing. Trisha shrieked and leapt away from him, holding her paws up to her muzzle as if to stop the water from reaching that high.

"Kao!" She squealed. "You're getting my make-up wet!"

Rolling her eyes, Ropes gave Kao's cock one last squeeze before pulling her tentacles back, slithering them away beneath the surface of the churning, frothing water. Surreptitiously, even as he shuddered through the remnants of climax Kao turned up the jets to hide his climax, ropes of creamy seed dispersing in the hot tub as if they'd never been there.

"Honestly, Kao!"

Trisha yelped, shoving his shoulder as she clambered out of the tub, fur sopping wet and clinging to her body. It rather gave her the impression of being a drowned rat, hardly attractive at all.

"You're..." She huffed, folding her arms across her chest. "When'd you turn into such a...such a...jerk?!"

Cracking him a light slap on the back of the head, the vixen stormed off with an unattractive snarl on her lips, tail lashing the air as if she'd become feline or something with a far more angrily expressive tail. Stiffening it rudely above her rump was hardly a way to storm off and Trisha flung her arms up in the air to chase others out of her path as she talked off to heaven knew where.

"Jeez, Kao!" Fyr laughed. "You really have a way with the ladies, you know that?"

Oh, if only you knew.

As Fyr shoved and mocked his brother, teasing him, so innocently, that he'd never find himself a femfur to settle down with if he was that uptight with them, Ropes relaxed back and spread her arms and all four tentacles along the back of the tub. One curled lazily, possessively around her husband's wrist, but he hardly seemed to notice, so caught up in laughing and jest that it would never have crossed his mind to think that at least some portion of his brother's cum had touched his scales.

Eyeing Ropes with what she thought was a newfound respect - hey, she could take whatever she wanted from a look - the blue drake sat back and adjusted his swim trunks back into place. Ropes smirked. It was probably a good thing they had the water to hide the evidence of what had just happened, but their activities weren't doing anything to promote the hygienic nature of hot tubs and all the grossness they entailed if one looked close enough. But Ropes had her eye on that big shower in the guest bedroom en-suite, easily big enough for two furs.

She licked her lips, maintaining eye contact with the brother who had well and truly claimed her lustful attention. Big enough for two randy furs. For Ropes was already burning for another round, tail flicking faintly as she imagined just how long Kao would last inside her after climaxing twice already. Sure, the drake had an excellent recovery time, but there was a limit, after all, to how many times a dragon could easily get off.

"I'm sure I'll do well enough when the right...lady," Kao said slowly, "comes along. Trisha... Well, she's Trisha."

Ropes smirked.

She's not me. And it's not like that drake wants to settle down anyway. It's overrated.

The cougar didn't think to remember that she was married as she passed Fyr drink after drink from the built-in cooler, laughing and joking with both drakes as the hours wore on. After some time, Kao went off to change and mingle, but Fyr and Ropes took advantage of the hot tub to well and truly relax sore muscles, although Ropes' were sore for very different reasons.

Fyr drank and drank, though she encouraged it, giggling and laughing as if she was just as tipsy as her husband, although it still took a considerable amount to get her to the point of being truly inebriated. The cougar hung off her husband's arm like that love-struck drip of a vixen, Trisha, but he lapped it all up as if he was the stud of the party, leaning into her and nuzzling the top of her head.

"And I thought you didn't want to spend time with me," he breathed. "What do you say we head on up back to our room and test out that guest bed?"

Fluttering her eyelashes at him, Ropes purred and dropped a kiss on his cheek, although it was not the one of passion that he had perhaps been hoping for.

"Sounds like an excellent idea, sugar," she purred, taking his paw in hers and standing as if she was intending to head on up at that very moment. "You read my mind."

But Fyr staggered upright in a slosh of water, dropping a beer bottle from his hand as he giggled and hiccupped. Ropes' heart turned over for him. In some ways, he was still the drake she'd married, even if some things had fallen by the wayside as life became busier. It happened to everyone.

"I'll join you there," he murmured, blowing a puff of smoke that she supposed may have been intended to be a heart. "Just popping to...bathroom..."

He stumbled out of the tub as she giggled and fluttered her fingertips at him, the drake quickly spreading his wings for balance.

"Alright, sweetie," she called after him, eager to let the warm water massage her muscles for just a little while longer. "You go easy now! I'll catch up with you."

And, in another time, she may have hastened to catch up with her husband. Yet she did not. Ropes moaned softly, arching her back to get a jet right into the small of it. There was more pleasure to be had from the hot tub rather than a drake who had had a few too many, even if at her paws, and Ropes let the bubble of laughter in the last moments of the party wash over her as she, finally, took some moments to herself.

Eventually, however, she knew she had to go after him. The drake did not return and she was not so foolish as to suspect that he'd found someone else to hang out with, so it was with a sigh that the cougar hefted herself carefully out of the water and leapt agilely over the side. Landing on the grass, she glanced around just to make sure no one was watching and shook herself thoroughly, fur sticking up in all directions as she dried herself in the best feline way.

Or maybe not. Scowling at herself, Ropes made a face and tried to smooth the fur down the best she could - even her bikini couldn't save such a look! But most of the guests were already gone and she skulked around the

This is why cats aren't supposed to get wet...

The host of the party smiled at her, a humorous glint in his eye as she moseyed past him, letting him get on with the task of sending his guests home. After all, dawn was almost glowing in the sky and there would soon be a sunrise to cast light over them, tiredness aching through every last bone in Ropes' admittedly very relaxed body as she slipped into the house, only pausing on the step to take one last look at the scene.

Kao had behaved like an admirable host indeed and deserved to be recognised as such. Ropes smiled; it seemed that every single fur, even the ones who had not spent all that much time with him in the past, had a good word to say about him, leaving with sleepy eyes and smiles on their muzzles.

"Great party, Kao!"

"Yeah, it was really a good time, Kao!"

"We'll see you again soon!"

The taxis lined up outside, taking drunken, sleepy furs back to their homes as the morning hours wore on. Some had already taken to the guest bedrooms to sleep off their night of revelry and Ropes was just about to head there herself, hopefully to be joined by one particular drake, when she came across the worst thing she could have found at the end of the night.

Fyr curled up in a ball - well, as close to a ball as a dragon of his size could get - snoring and snorting and slumbering soundly at the foot of the stairs, cradling a step to his cheek as if it was a pillow. If so, it wouldn't have been much a pillow, pressing an indent into his cheek as it was. If he had been a cartoon, there would have been giant 'Z's drifting above his head as he was well and truly out for the count.

The cougar sighed and stared at him, prodding him with a toe as if that would be enough to get him back up on his feet again.

"Fyr? Fyr, it's time to go to bed."

Of course, the drake did not reply, curling a little more tightly in to himself as his snores grew louder and more obnoxious than before. Groaning, Fyr pressed the heel of her paw to her temple where a throbbing headache pounded. Damn dragons!

"Well, this is just great."

Folding her arms, she peered down at the drake disapprovingly, tapping a hind paw on the stone. Kao trotted up behind, light and wavering on his hind paws as tiredness and drink got the better of him. Even his wings drooped a bit, tail hanging low and close to the ground as he yawned widely.

"What's up? Oh... Wow. Gone again?"

As if to answer his question, Fyr snored loudly. Ropes grumbled and sighed, pressing her fingers to her temples.

"He can't hold his drink. Well, I can't say you can hold your drink either, but at least you don't pass out!"

Kao baulked, though he held up his paws in jest and not anger, eyes twinkling.

"I am not that bad! Just maybe that first night we spent together..."

Ropes chuckled and brushed a tentacle tenderly along the line of his jaw.

"You weren't to know what we were going to get up to, though I'm glad you went for what you wanted as you did then."

Her eyes simmered with barely restrained lust, a tentacle easing sinuously, sensually around his waist.

"I would have missed so much if you'd not spent this special time with me."

"Ropes?"

She dragged him up the stairs, leaving Fyr where he was; the drake was safe, hardly at risk of any harm. Their lips crashed together in drunken clumsiness and Ropes moaned loudly into his mouth, barely making it up the stairs and out of earshot of Fyr. The dragon stirred fitfully but did not rise as his brother took away his wife for better sex than he could ever have given her himself.

It took little to get Ropes out of her bikini as the lustful drake pinned her to the bed, lips at her throat and wings spread as if to shield them from the outside world. But there was no one there to witness their tryst as they rolled across Kao's bed, the lights turned off and the door locked from prying eyes.

"Yessss," Kao hissed, Ropes' paw pumping his cock to full hardness once again. "Fuck, Ropes, what you did in the hot tub..."

The cougar giggled.

"Well, you didn't really want that vixen now, did you, sugar? You've got to at least have higher standards than that, or else I'm gonna start to worry!"

He laughed breathlessly against her neck, shifting as she rolled onto all fours. And then there was no more talk of Trisha as he pushed into her, cock eager for her entrance even after cumming so strongly earlier that night.

Groaning, Ropes dug her claws into the bed, tearing up the sheets as the drake slammed in, every last ridge sinking home, right back where they belonged.

"Fuck, Kao!"

The drake hissed a reply, locking lips with her as she twisted her head around enough to kiss him, snarling like a wildcat into his mouth as Kao thrust, her cunny still wet and ready for him. A demoness would have needed little lubrication or preparation at the best of times, but her dancing, gluttonous demonic side was merely rejoicing over getting to feed so much so swiftly. And every liaison had a different flavour to it, like different cuisine, so that she could never quite grow bored of the lust thrumming between her and Kao.

Sadly, there was one other they had to account for.

"Ropes? Ropes?"

Fyr's voice came faintly through the door, the drake walking the corridor up and down as he searched for her. Kao clapped a paw over her muzzle, stifling the cougar's giggles as she tickled him with a tentacle, admittedly a little further gone than she would have liked. But it was hard to not react as he thrust, hips slapping up to her buttocks as she groaned.

"Shush, Ropes," Kao chuckled, though he had a side more energy than her in the early hours of the morning. "He'll hear you."

And part of the cougar wanted her husband to hear them, to burst in and see what a real male could do for a demoness. He'd see how to really fuck her, how she deserved to be treated and just what she could do for him too, if only he'd listen to her.

But that was just why she'd seduced his brother, taking what she needed even if her husband wasn't there to deliver it to her. The drake wandered the hall as Ropes swallowed her lust, tentacles holding Kao to her so he couldn't release her if he'd wanted to. The drake, however, was in for the long haul, smirking and lashing his tail as he hammered into Ropes, the bed creaking and protesting

Fyr's voice grew fainter, leaving them to their privacy and joint lust. But not before he got out one last call, slumping down the wall to slip back into a fitful slumber.

"Ropes... I thought we were going to do it..."

But she already had the better brother to fuck. And Kao would go all night long.

She'd make sure of it.