Plan C

Lestor rests his cheek against his sisters, "I wasn't being honest, you know...at the time..." Her sobs **** back as she listens, "I did want us to be...more...but I wasn't ready...I was meant to be the next protector of our clan....but then the clan fell..." He snorts, "It's ironic. I wanted to learn to protect you but in the end, all it did was make us ****. We knew nothing of settling down and living in one place. Of course we would be unprepared if attacked." He kisses her cheek, "I dont have any excuses left.....if that's ok with you...."

She practically forces him into a kiss, her **** to open her mouth dissappearing. Lester starts to feel his lower body fur becoming wet. He breaks the kiss with more effort than he thought he would need, "I'm unsure how this body works, sis...I don't know if I can...y'know...." She grins, all teeth and dirty thoughts, "It's like your old body. Get aroused enough and you'll get hard on your own. I guess I'm not arousing you enough..." She starts to lick the rest of his black fur with her purple tongue, adding moisture to the dry parts.

He feels the erection creep upon him like a pleasant doom. Lester's face loses some of the cheer when he sees T'salam lick her lips, "Now that your ready, let's do the final step." Lester's mind races as he watches his sister go verticle and line up his crotch with her inards.

How did she go from sad to aroused so easily? Is this really ok? We're siblings, isn't this supposed to be akward? So why am I so calm? Why is she so calm?

Thoughts ended as she inserts him into herself. He grits his teeth at the pleasure of entry and the pain of an unrelaxed body. His eyes reflect the duel emotions as he reaches for her upper back, "Sis, I thought you were....relaxed. Why are you...so tense?" Her eyes are screwed shut as she is pulled forward, grey hair flowing around her as shes moved, "This is....my first time with...a man..ok? I'm still a little nervous..."

Lester realizes that she is nervous because he himself is nervous. This was new to both of them and him being nervous wasn't reassuring her in the slightest. He relaxes at the realization, pulling her into an embrace and feeling her insides untense, "It's alright sis. You don't have to be nervous. I'll take good care of you, like I always do. Don't be nervous..."

He didn't know if those words were going to work.

They did.

Her dark purple eyes meet his as she utters, "Bro...."