Bylur gives in to his lust

As the two of you travel back to the Far North, the effect of your powder grows. You feel as if you are burning alive and are desperate for relief. Your brother snaps and growls at anyone who gets too close, preventing them from taking your innocence, but it doesn't seem like it's them you have to worry about. No, it's Bylur that seems to be the one most keen on taking that honor.

It had been alright at first. Bylur is a highly trained guard, able to resist some of the strongest temptations in order to complete his mission. You know how successful he is, how hard he worked to be on the most trusted soldiers in the kingdom. Hell, you've seen how brutal he is in combat first hand. The king had given him an extension on his breeding deadline to make sure he could protect the Far North without fear of a mate and child being in danger. Unknowingly, this has made him even more susceptible to your lusty powder and it's effects are getting worse.

By the time you are halfway home, the two of you are hanging on by a thread. You've stripped off most of your clothing in a desperate attempt to cool down, giving your brother quite the show. All you have on now are a pair of skimpy boxer shorts that leave nothing to the imagination. Your length is rock hard, leaving the front of the boxers soaked with precum. The back is just as soaked, your hole leaking with lubrication. An unintended, but very much appreciated effect of the injection.

"Wait."

You stop in your tracks, turning to look back at Bylur. The older fairy has also stripped away most of his clothing, carrying both his and yours on one arm. He hasn't quite lost his pants yet, though that doesn't stop you from noticing the nine inches that are so desperate to escape. Eyes locked onto his cock, you can't help but want him. It's no secret that fairies are on the brink of extinction and your magics have adapted to that. Years ago, letting your brother fill you with his children would produce weak and ill children. Now the magic has altered your bodies to the point where it doesn't matter if you share blood, your children will still be strong and healthy despite it.

You start to take a few steps towards him, but your brother steps away from you. "Aspen, wait." he pants, "We... I need a few minutes. If we keep going..."

"You want me, don't you?" you ask softly, eyes still locked on his lower half, "You want me all to yourself?"

Bylur growls, sending a shiver up your spine. "We can't, father and the King..."

"Can go screw themselves."

Bylur's eyes widen as you grow bold, walking up to him and falling to your knees. You gently nuzzle the bulge in his pants, breathing in his musk. "They aren't here right now." you whisper, looking up at him with hooded eyes, "You are. I need you Bylur and I need you now."

Before he can speak, you are pulling down his pants and boxers in one go. His cock springs free, slapping your cheek. Cheekily, you give the length a slow lick before kissing the top of the head.

"You have no idea what you're asking for!" he says, desperation filling his voice as he slips further under your control, "If we do this... Aspen, we could lose everything!"

"Then we don't go home." you say, your lust filled brain coming up with anything to get his cock in your leaking hole, "We can run away, go to that city father always warned us about. The one where the unwanted fae go. We can start over and you can fill me up with as many babies as you want. Come on By! I know you want it."

Your brother goes silent as you stare up at him, his cock in your hand. The ball is in his court now.

After a few moments, both of his hands cup the back of your head. His eyes open to reveal his pupils are blown wide, the blue iris nowhere to be seen. "You better make sure I'm wet then, it's the only prep you're gonna get."

Grinning, you get to work. His cock is in your mouth quickly and you give him the best blowjob you can. Sure, you never had an interest before in being bred, but that never stopped you from exploring all the other ways you could have sex growing up. Your friends had all been on the receiving end of blowjobs and handjobs from you, returning the favor just as eagerly. The experience pays off now as you take your brother all the way to the root without gagging.

"Aspen..." he moans, watching you slobber all over his cock, "Gods above, where did you learn to do this?"

You don't bother to answer, instead giving him a hard suckle in return as you play with the head with your tongue.

He lets you suck on his cock for a few minutes before forcibly pulling you away. You look up at him, lips red and puffy. Was it not good?

"That's enough." he says, grinning wickedly at you, "Now... Now, I'm gonna knock you up."

He pushes you, causing you to yelp as you fall back onto the snow. Before you can make a move to get back up, he's in-between your legs, tearing off your boxers and pushing himself inside of you.

You scream as his cock pops your cherry, the thick length giving you exactly what you've been wanting ever since you left the clinic. Bylur wastes no time being careful or lovey-dovey with you. You two are in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by snow and trees. Anyone from your home could stumble upon you at any minute if they bothered looking and your brother wants you filled with his seed before that happens.

His pace is fast and brutal, pumping into you as if there is no tomorrow. You scream and cry out, tears of pain and pleasure streaking your face. With each thrust, he pushes you deeper into the snow, hiding you from the world. The entire time he's growling in your ear, telling you how much of a whore you are and how he's going to keep you knocked up for the rest of your life.

It's all too much for you to handle. Having been on edge for hours already, combined with how your brother is brutally punishing your prostate at the moment, you scream out your release. Your cock spits up nearly clear seed while your tunnel clings tightly to your brother's cock. He snarls at your release and keeps the punishing pace going throughout your orgasm before pushing himself as deep as he can go. You can practically feel his seed filling your womb.