Subtle Invitation

by KouUsagiAO3

what if the Warner siblings actually were children confined in a tower? just out of curiosity, what if one of them asks the other for a kiss?

It was the end of the millennia, the end of an era, and the end of Animaniacs. It was official once they wrapped up production for Wakko's Wish.

The Warner trio had finally made it past their humble origins of being orphans confined in a tower to becoming international cartoon superstars, only to be forsaken by the studio of their own name a little after the show was cancelled.

Yakko had turned 18 while the show was still ongoing so the executives decided that the Warners could stay on the lot for convenience sake of the show. The trio had a lot more money in their individual savings, Wakko and Dot couldn't touch theirs until they were of legal age.

Yakko wanted to be prepared for any and every thing. Sure they were stars today but there were rumors of the show being canceled buzzing around the lot. Yakko had an idea of what he wanted to do. Teach college girls...and anyone else who decides to show up.

After gaining legal custody of his siblings at 18, he made the decision to extend their education, and enrolled his siblings into high school while he went after getting his G.E.D. After a few months of completing the course, he wasted no time in enrolling into college to pursue a major in education. They had so much time in between since they hadn't been pumping out as many episodes as they used to. Then it was on to house hunting.

Yakko was just shy of 20 years old by the time they released Wakko's Wish but by then they were booted off the lot, thankfully Yakko had already bought their house. The eldest couldn't believe how they treated them after all the money they managed to generate for them throughout the decade, the fans, the laughs, the amazing parties he and his siblings crashed.

He was furious.

He already had the grueling responsibility of raising himself and his siblings and no one even bothered to help, except the considerate physiatrist and pretty nurse. He would probably still be furious had it not been for his siblings calming him down.

"Just let it go, Yak. One day they'll be begging for us to come back." Wakko would lightly encourage, a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Yeah, we still have each other." Dot would softly add as she hugged around his torso.

They were both right. A lot happened in the tower that simultaneously felt like home but also a prison. Dot taking her first steps, Wakko learned how to skate and Yakko, well Yakko learned how to cook, how to read, count, tend to a sick toddler etc...

He was pretty sharp for a kid and it was undeniable that he took his role as a big brother seriously, but being the eldest and solely responsible for two small children meant he was still allowed to be childish in nature, but he had to grow up pretty fast.

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It wasn't all bad in the tower.

It definitely didn't have a rollercoaster or a replica of Hollywood, that was strictly the show, but it was innocent enough. As innocent as it could get for the Warners.

They were sealed in their tower for as long as Yakko could remember, maybe since he was about five or six. Every now and again they would find new ways to pop open the iconic WB hatch and break free just to feel the sun and take in the fresh air Burbank had to offer.

The Warners didn't have parents, in fact they couldn't even remember their faces or if they even existed. No one would claim the siblings and no one wanted them.

The studio shrink and nurse were the only ones that showed them any type of concern or kindness and even when the Warners did drive them crazy, they still made sure they had annual food supply, checking up on them to at least celebrate their birthdays and Christmas and every other major holiday.

During one of those days in confinement, the trio was met with a knock on the tower door.

"I'll get it!"

They shouted in unison before racing to the door, only for Yakko to smugly make it to the door first, pushing it open to be greeted by the studio nurse holding a rather large box.

"Helloooo Nurse!" the boys howled causing the startled nurse to drop the box containing various forms of entertainment such as: movies from various decades, cassette tapes, magazines, old vinyls, crossword puzzles, and coloring books.

"Whooooa, are all of these for us?" the one with the accent marveled as he began dragging the box inside of the tower.

Heloise smiled and nodded her head, "Most of them aren't mine," her sweet voice began as she watched Wakko drag the box away, "but I've managed to collect a bit of donations from my coworkers and some friends. They're yours now."

"Really, we can have them all?!" She nodded and was met with a pre-pubescent teen jumping into her arms, giving her a big hug around her neck and a bigger kiss on her cheek. He sighed dreamily staring up at her as he nuzzled into her neck, "I'm gonna marry you one day." he had a goofy half lidded love struck look on his face.

Dot rolled her eyes, "Boys..." she stated before yanking her brother by the tail and tossing him inside the tower, she then turned back to Heloise, "Thank you Miss nurse!" she beamed sweetly, hands clasped in front of her.

The pretty nurse knelt down so she could be at eye level with Dot. "Make sure to take care of yourself too, Miss Warner. Remember what we talked about?"

Dot nodded her head, still thinking it was insane that she and the nurse had the conversation in the first place. Her brothers would never hurt her; if anything they would need protection from her.

Heloise had to assure her many times that being the only girl with two older brothers could be a bit 'much', to put it lightly, but she only wanted Dot to be comfortable enough to talk to her if anything went wrong.

Before the nurse left she handed Dot three folders. "These are your scripts for the new show as well. They're for the next 10 episodes, make sure to memorize them." She left a few soft pats on the younger's head and smiled sweetly before descending down the ladder.

"Take care, Miss Warner."

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The trio decided to have a movie marathon to celebrate their new box of entertainment. Wakko had fallen asleep on the floor, curled up like a cute puppy, leaving Dot and Yakko to finish the final movie, an action romance. There was a scene where the brawny guy saves the girl and they kiss as an explosion sets off in the background.

How cliché. So cliché that Dot sighed.

Lately she had been curious about things like that. Kissing...what was it like to kiss another person? She practiced on her teddy bears but never a real person.

Since they were trapped in a tower their whole lives, the only people in her life were her brothers, Dr. Scratchansniff and Heloise Nerz. There's no way she'd kiss the latter of them, nor did she have the desire to. Her brothers would probably kill anyone that tried to kiss their baby sister; they were just protective like that.

Sometimes she thought about asking her brothers, but which one? The new show required a lot of kissing, why waste her first kiss on screen and with a complete stranger?

Dot had lost interest in the movie, unlike Yakko who seemed glued to the screen. She turned her head to her oldest brother, he kissed the pretty nurse a lot but it was never on the lips…either way she couldn't stop thinking about it, so she did what she always does.

"Yakko...? Yakko!"

"Hm? What is it Princess?" he kept his eyes on the movie.

"Could you kiss me?"

Eyes still fixated on the movie, he instantly leaned over to plant a kiss on her forehead, "Better?"

"No, no, not like that. Kiss me here." she pointed to her lips.

Yakko snapped his attention to his sister; eyes wide as he was taken aback "Kiss…you?" he asked slowly, just to make sure they were on the same page.

She nodded her head, "Just like in the movies or the stories you tell me before bed, or in some of those funny looking magazines you think you have hidden." she didn't think much of it, how bad could a kiss from her brother be?

"W-Why a kiss?" he finally asked.

"You're in the double digits Yakko, you're basically an adult! Haven't you kissed a girl yet?"

No. To all those things. He was only 13.

He rests his right arm on the back of the couch and turned his body to face her as he clarified, "You do realize I've been stuck in this tower for as long as you, right?"

The mildly eager look on her face didn't change.

He heaved a sigh before deciding to satisfy her curiosity just this once. "Fine. Close your eyes."

She did, feeling him scoot closer to her on the couch. Yakko placed his hands on her shoulders; his hands were a bit shaky as he stared down at his cute, waiting sister. Was there a rule to kissing your sister? Was this allowed?

'She's just curious…' he told himself.

They did consume a lot of media for kids locked in a tower for most of their lives, mainly old movies and magazines. Every now and again the antenna would pick up a signal and they'd have fuzzy TV for a bit and they'd enjoy Tiny Toons together.

How should he do it? Like in the Turner Classic Movies, Princess Bride or like in Star Wars? Huh, weren't they siblings too? Yakko shook his head, he was over thinking this.

Finally he cupped her cheeks mainly to angle her head to make it easier to kiss her. He noticed Dot's face soften a bit and her cheeks turned red. It was kind of cute…he leaned down and softly pressed his lips to hers, counting to himself

1…2…3…

He pulled away to be met with a captivated look on Dot's face. "Was that…what you wanted?" he asked slowly.

It wasn't exactly like Gone With the Wind, but she was satisfied with that. She nodded her head, "…Can we do that more often?"

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Since then, there had been secret subtle moments between Dot and Yakko.

Sometimes they'd hold hands maybe a little longer than they should or Yakko would find himself doing things just to get a rise or attention from Dot, and then there were things they did when it was only them.

One would say Wakko enjoyed their freedom the most since he was hardly home, he was usually found mingling around the lot with fans, peers from other shows and other celebrities. Either way, it made showing their affection for each other a lot easier.

Yakko would cuddle up a lot closer to her than usual when watching TV and sometimes Dot would kiss Yakko for no reason at all. It was mainly on the cheek due to Yakko being too shy to kiss her on the lips again. They grew more comfortable with their affection even well into their teen years.

It wasn't long until after Animaniacs gained notorious popularity did Yakko begin dating a few girls on and off the lot, but he didn't feel much for them other than with the stiffy in his pants.

However, there was one girl he met that he took his time with, Rebecca. She was a human toon, they were both 17 and she lived on the lot as well, but Yakko found it to be a bit strange being around her.

He really did like her, a lot, definitely more than the other girls he fooled around with, but often times he found his mind wandering to his sister he even felt a little guilty. Like he was betraying her.

That theory would prove somewhat true when Dot walked in on them in a very intimate make out session. He was hovering over her just a bit, his waist buried between her legs, his shirt was off and he was pushing her skirt up.

Startled, his sister gasped dropping the trio's scripts in the process, the papers scattering out their folders and around her feet. Her little face was burning, red with embarrassment and jealousy; she couldn't even say much but a stunned, "I'm sorry!" before running off to their shared room, slamming the door shut. Yakko tried to reach out and stop her, but she was too fast and she didn't want to hear it.

She knew about Yakko's many dates, but she often found herself growing increasingly jealous of them. Why date so many girls when he had her? A knot formed in her stomach when she realized that he never brought any of his previous dates home and if he brought this one home he must have really liked her. Maybe Yakko liked this girl more than her and then they wouldn't be able to do the things they used to do anymore.

But all that changed when Animaniacs came to an end a year and a half later. Yakko's relationship seemed to be strained. Meeting up proved to be a hassle when they had to balance school, filming and work. They would get into arguments about petty things, leaving his girlfriend furious and Yakko feeling shame for pushing her to that level.

There were times he wished she would just break up with him and eventually, she did.

Rebecca loved Yakko but she had her limits and when she graduated from high school she immediately left for college. It was almost like a relief.

A breath of that fresh Burbank air.

Dot stood atop of the tower cheek resting on her fist, a bored look on her face as she watched the two part ways. Yakko's now ex had set the last of her things into the trunk of the taxi, it was pretty hard to see from the distance but she could tell that their long goodbye hug was filled with a lot of emotions. Her slender fingers tightened around the rail when she saw Rebecca place her plump, pink lips on his cheek.

This was Yakko's first serious relationship outside of the tower

Eventually Dot slid down the ladder and silently made her way to her older brother, ringing her hands in the process.

"You really did like her, didn't you?"

Silently, he placed an arm around her shoulder and pulled her in close to place a long, soft kiss on her forehead. A small blush found its way on her cheeks as she stared up at him.

That was 2 years ago…

---

Now he had his own place with his beloved siblings. They were so excited when they saw the house, running through it with glee to call dibs on the best room, except the master bedroom, that went to Yakko naturally but that didn't stop them from joking about it being "my room!"

Hell, they were excited to have their own rooms.

No more "Wak could ya' scoot over some?"
No more "You're hogging the entire blanket, Dot!"
No more "Your sleep talk kept me up last night, Yakko…"
No more snoring.
No more spontaneous light.
No more missing clothing.

But of course there were difficult nights adjusting. Even after Wakko and Dot had set up their rooms, being separate was new and kind of scary. The younger sibling's rooms were directly across from each other, they both jumped when they saw themselves exiting their rooms at the same time.

"Is it jus' me or 's it kinda hard to sleep in separate rooms?" Wakko whispered rubbing his eye.

"I think it's just you." Dot quipped with a small giggle and took her sleepy brother's hand as they travelled to the eldest's room.

There was a knock but no answer. Dot slowly pushed the door open and there was Yakko, sleeping soundly, surrounded by a few books and papers. The teens began clearing his surrounded space and piled in the bed next to him, snuggling as close as they could.

Dot sighed "This feels safe." It was mainly to herself but Wakko had responded with a small, "Mhm."

Some habits were hard to break, even as an adult and especially as teenagers. Usually all three piled in Yakko's bed or Wakko would join Yakko or Yakko would go in Dot's room.

Funny. It seemed the older they got the more Yakko seemed to be the one that wanted more of the attention Dot and Wakko received as the youngest, which was kind of something Dot returned now that she began taking up more tasks around the house while Yakko was gone for most of the day.

She got a firm grasp of independence at a young age, even if she was the baby. However she did notice that something as small as dinner being ready or the dishes being done was something Yakko would always be grateful for, especially after long days. Wakko liked mowing the lawn because it wasn't a daily chore. Smart boy.

Today could be considered one of those long days.

It was a quarter to seven and Dot was washing the dishes, Wakko using more plates than usual had Dot in the kitchen longer than she hoped.

She had to study for a test and after studying she had to call her friend from school to get the gossip on whatever drama happened during her lunch block, and to make sure their plans were still on for the next day; her friend could be so wishy-washy.

Then she had to get her outfit together for the next day. How would she do her hair? Since the show was over she could do as she pleased with it and decided to grow it out, as of now it was pulled back into a low, small ponytail. She was so occupied with her thoughts that she didn't hear Yakko entering the kitchen. Then again he didn't make much noise coming in.

He just silently watched her from behind as if taking her new form in for the first time.
Both his siblings had growth spurts; Dot was still just a couple inches shorter than Wakko, who was still not as tall as him.

Yakko's eyes traveled up Dot's long legs, lingering a bit on her butt and subtle developed shape. Even her chest had grown quite a bit, small but they're still boobs.

She was changing right before his eyes and lately that had been hard to ignore.

Yakko didn't take his eyes off her and dropped his mail onto the table next to him and quietly made his way behind his sister, snaking his arms around her petite waist and hugging her close to him, subtly rocking them back and forth with his head resting against the back of hers.

"Welcome home." she said unbothered by his little invasion. She was used to this new bit of affection after almost a year of it; she actually loved it a lot. Her tail swished a bit and wrapped around his waist so he couldn't move away, she turned her head to him as she began to ask, "How was-?"

She never got to ask how his day went, but obviously it was pretty stressful. Their little time spent together like this always calmed him down.

His left hand traveled up to her cheek to hold her head in place so he could kiss her.
It started slow, soft both of them listening out for their oblivious brother. The loud metal music was muffled by Wakko's door; they never understood how the sweetest of the trio could listen to the angriest music and still hold that title, but it made it so much easier for them to get away with their PG-13 escapades.

A moment went by before Dot completely turned to face her brother without breaking their kiss, her body stuck between him and the sink, still, full of dishes. His arms were still wrapped around her petite waist holding her closer than ever as his forehead rest against hers.

She could sense it, something was wrong but Yakko never talked about those issues. He never talked about them. She hated that he could talk about everything else except what was really on his mind or how he really felt.

Dot was head over heels for her brother, it wasn't anything she had planned. It just kind of happened, no one told them it was wrong but then again they never gave anyone the option to tell them it was. All these years they managed to keep their true relationship a secret.

There were boys that liked Dot and there were a few boys that Dot found very appealing but none of them were Yakko. No one did the things Yakko did.

No one looked at her and saw her as just 'Dot', it was always 'Dot Warner from Animaniacs!'

She wanted friends, not fans, and that made it difficult to know who to trust. So she kept a small circle.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as small, slender fingers massaged the back of his head in little circles, suds got in his hair but he didn't mind. The oldest sighed and relaxed in her touch. He was so tense today. "What's wrong?"

She noticed him swallow as he looked away. "It's nothing...just a long day." Yakko loved being with Dot but there was always the guilt and shame of falling in love with his own sister playing in the back of his mind.

On one hand, he was incredibly happy to be with her, but on the other they both knew everyone else wouldn't approve and he was sure it'd hurt her more than it would him. He knew his feisty sister was tough as she is cute on the outside, but at the core she was a big softy and could be pretty sensitive. She was a tad different than her onscreen self led everyone to believe.

"Tell me." she demanded

Yakko lightly laughed and planted a kiss on her forehead, "I told you it's nothing, Sweetheart." he sound a bit more sincere but Dot always saw through the façade. She'd let it go for now.

"Fine..." she folded her arms and leaned against the sink, "I just noticed you're really tense today is all…" she had a great solution to that, if he would let her. "Can we have sex?"

His face flushed and he turned away "I told you not until you're 18."

Sure, 18 wasn't a magic number to guarantee that she would be ready, but at least she would be an adult and that would be her decision alone.

Dot rolled her eyes, "So what's another year? I can see an R-rated movie without your permission, y'know." Yakko scoffed but couldn't help but smirk at her little rant until she continued "Besides this isn't about me. It's about you." He cocked his brow at her.

"You're always doing things for us, and you've taken care of us our whole lives…let me take care of you for once" She placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him into a slow kiss, slipping her tongue inside to deepen it. She parted the space between them just a bit, "and I wanna do it now."

One of her hands slid from his shoulder to give his butt a playful smack, drawing his body closer to hers closing any remaining gap between them, she giggled feeling how hard he was through his pants.

Yakko bit his lip, a little growl in his throat as he looked everywhere before finally looking at her, "H-How do you even know you want your first time to be with me?" He felt a little bad that he didn't wait for her, but he also wouldn't be too upset if her first time was with one of her peers. At least he didn't think he would be…

Honestly, he wouldn't want to know. He'd kill him.

"You might change your mind in the next year."

She cupped his cheeks with her soapy hands to make him face her, "Yak I asked you to kiss me at nine. I know what I want, I've always known. I know I'm ready." she proclaimed with the utmost confidence radiating in her smile. She had been reading Cosmo magazines for years, even taking a look at the dirty magazines that may have slipped in with the generous nurse's donations.

She was pretty sure of herself on the dos and don'ts of sex and what to expect and honestly masturbating just wasn't enough for her anymore, not when the one she fantasized about was just across the living room from her bedroom.

Dot's hand traced from his butt to around his waist and was going towards his crotch "I-If not full blown sex then at least let me su—" but he grabbed her wrist just in time.

He couldn't risk losing himself on his sister like that, not with Wakko in the house, and it was rare that Yakko went back on his word, but damn it all he couldn't wait to demolish and spoil her body. He had to admit, it was getting increasingly difficult to resist her when she threw herself at him sometimes.

Just one more year.

Yakko swallowed and chuckled at her boldness, "You can't just jump from first base to third like that."

He found himself closing the small gap between their lips again, forever admiring Dot's radiating confidence. He wanted her as much as her slowly ever growing harem of boys did, but there was always the negativity in the back of his mind. What if they slipped up in public? The things people would say and the horrible accusations. They've been away from the limelight for almost four years now; would they be in the tabloids? God knows this isn't how they wanted to be brought back into it; he definitely didn't want Wakko finding out this way.

However, in spite of his thinking he knew that negativity was wrong. He wasn't some pervert preying on his younger sibling, his intentions weren't awful, he was genuinely in love with someone and she just happened to be his sister.

Once again he found himself giving in to her 'curious' desires as he raised her by her hips and plopped her on the kitchen counter, sliding her as close the edge as possible. He slowly pulled away from their kiss and she stared at him starry-eyed, a blush creeping across her face as he held her gaze. Their eyes not breaking once as she watched him get on his knees and spread her legs.

"I can do something else that feels good. Would you like that, Princess?"

Dot loved any and all forms of attention he gave her and even though she really wanted to be on the giving end she found herself wanting this anyway. She nodded her head, still listening out for Wakko, but Yakko shook his head at her.

"No sweetheart, I wanna hear you say it. Tell me what you want."

"Yes, big brother" she breathed "I'd like that very much. Make me feel good Yakko."

When she gave her older brother the green light he pushed her panties to the side, dipped his head and buried it between her legs with wet, slow and long ministrations.

"Mmm...Oooh…!" she sighed as she leaned her head back against the cabinet doors, eyes fluttering and clamped shut in delight at the new sensation of being licked.

---

The time had come where Wakko officially graduated at 20 years old! He should have graduated a year early but he wasn't placed in his actual grade due to being a little behind. Nonetheless, his siblings couldn't be prouder of him and now he was going off to college on the north end of California.

The goodbye was full of gross sobbing, tears and snot. There were a few times Wakko was suspicious of his siblings hiding out in his car to take them with him.

"Does it have to be so far Wak? There are plenty of great college campuses around here!" Dot whined.

"Yeah, but I…like meeting new people." He stated with a sheepish smile, tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth, his way of saying that he went through most of the local girls.

"I promise to call as often as I can, alright?" he assured both the youngest and oldest.

They both nodded as they watched Wakko get into his packed car giving them one last longing look, "I love you guys."

"Love you too."

They said in unison, secretly grabbing each other's hand behind their back as they watched their brother take off with that goofy smile of his.

"Our boy's all grown up now…" Dot sadly sighed, her eyes watery as she leaned into Yakko's shoulder, "I miss him already."

"Me too, Sweetie." He put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead briefly resting his chin on top of her head, staring off at the direction Wakko had taken off. "C'mon."

This was something planned, but they hated that it had to be like this. Wakko was gone but now the two had the house to themselves and Dot's birthday was last week.

There was still one special present Yakko had for her, but they had to save it until after Wakko's departure.

As they made their way inside the house Yakko wrapped his arms around Dot's waist, holding her close and nuzzling his cheek on the top of her head, "What are you doing?" she giggled, "Can't you see I'm in mourning?"

"Heeey, this is my way of grieving too." He kissed the top of her head, still holding her hand and leading her towards the living room. "Wait here."

She sat on the couch with a sigh before mumbling "You're pretty good at making me do that..."

"Did you say something Princess?"

"Nothing brother dearest." she answered a little too sweetly.

Still, he smirked at her before leaving to his room. Some time had gone by and to alleviate her boredom, Dot had cut on the TV tuning in to a show set in the 70s about teenagers on the cusp of adulthood, doing whatever it was teenagers in the 70s did. Dot instantly found the show entertaining but she noticed she had gone through at least three episodes and Yakko hadn't returned to her yet.

Did he forget she was here? She didn't think he'd be gone for so long, but she settled for at least ten more minutes and when that time was up she rose from the couch and stormed to her brother's room.

"Ya' know you've got some nerve making a young lady wait!" She shouted just outside his bedroom door. Suddenly the door was opened and Yakko's entire body was standing in the door way, his room seemed to be dark or really dim.

Yakko eyed her up and down, her arms were crossed as her lip poked out in a pout, "A young lady huh? I'm sure young ladies aren't as bratty as you are."

"Hmph!" She turned on her heels, "You can be such a jerk sometimes!" but before she could walk away, Yakko had grabbed her shoulder and spun her right back around, pulling her into a sweet embrace.

"You're just so cute when you're mad." He softly assured, slowly pulling away from the hug to see her awestruck face. His hand slid down her arm until it made it to her own hand and lead her into his room, closing the door behind them.

It was dark until she managed to make out small patches of light on the floor and on the shelf of his bed, dresser and his nightstands. She soon realized they were candles of various sizes softly illuminating the room, little candles and rose petals scattered throughout his bedroom floor and on his bed.

Dot was speechless as she made her way to Yakko's bed running her hands through some of the petals and smiling softly at the crafted hearts made from the petals. "Is..is this for me?" she finally asked.

He laughed quietly "Well I didn't do it for myself."

Dot took a few of the scattered petals in her hand as she began to follow the flickering lights and petals to his bathroom. It led her straight to his bathtub full of water and even more petal of various shades of red and pink floating at the top.

It seemed like the reality was setting in on what they were doing and how much of a big jump this would be in their relationship. It felt like she was going from first base to homerun and suddenly Dot felt nervous.

She was always sure of herself and certain of what she wanted but this felt different, this felt almost too real for her. She took a few steps back and bumped into Yakko but she didn't have the heart to face him at the moment.

"It's to help you relax." He assured.

"Will you get in with me?"

"Is that what you want?"

Dot nodded still facing the tub, "Yes."

Yakko assisted in undressing his sister, holding her hand as she carefully stepped into the garden tub. She sighed once she sat down and let the warm water envelop her. Once more Yakko had disappeared into his room but returned with two full slim glasses and a large slim bottle and sat them on the edge of the tub.

"Underage drinking Yakko, but underage sex was out of the question?"

"Don't say it like that Sweetheart" he began as he pulled his shirt over his head and removing his dark pants. "and trust me, you'll thank me later."

Dot stared at her brother's lanky body. He was still pretty skinny as well as tall but lately she notcied his arms seemed pretty toned and she wondered how muscular he really was. There were still parts of his adult body that she hadn't seen yet and he did a damn good job at hiding it.

Yakko was about to pull his boxers off but couldn't help notice his sister leaning on the edge of the tub, hands holding up her head staring directly at his crotch.

"By all means, please continue or better yet..." she reached out and hooked her finger into the band of his boxers to pull him closer to her, "allow me."

She smiled and began slowly pulling the fabric down, a bit surprised when his cock sprung free and almost hit her in the face. "Geez you could've warned me, I almost lost an eye!"

She noticed his body lightly trembling and looked up to see him red faced and bashful. "S-Sorry." Maybe he was just as nervous about this as she was. She took his hand to guide him,

"Get in with me."

---

Dot was situated between Yakko's legs, leaned back against his chest as they soaked and sipped their wine relaxing into each other's touch. They took a few trips down memory lane, reminiscing on their time together and discussing their future together.

"I really..really want this to work Yak."

"I know Dot." He leaned down to kiss her neck and her hand reached up to caress the back of his head.

"I mean it…" her sigh turning into a small moan once his lips brushed her sweet spot on her neck, "I don't care what anyone says. E-Even Wakko."

He smirked at her attitude, "Did you want to get married?"

"Yes! Even if it is some bootleg, shotgun wedding in rural Alabama."

He laughed a little causing her to erupt into a giggling fit. Then she heard him swallow, "Do you want a family too…?"

The thought always crossed her mind. She loved him and wanted everything from him.

It wasn't motherhood that scared her, but crossing that line was scarier than the other lines they already leaped over, since these had very possible and upsetting consequences. "I do. A big family. Bigger than ours!"

"Sweetie as far as I know there is only three of us."

"Then let's have four…five…six…we'll adopt them all..." her voice slurred a bit, trailing off as she snuggled against him.

Yakko's hands caressed her thighs and massaged her shoulders causing her to purr. "Are you ready?"

"Mhmm.." She turned her whole body around securing her arms around his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist. "Carry meee…" she may have had a few more glasses than she could handle.

Yakko sighed "I told you not to have that third and a half glass."

"You said..said it would help me…" her hips began slowly grinding against him as she lazily kissed under his jaw. "I think it's working." A drunken grin adorned her reddening face as her hips continued, the water sloshing with her movements. Yakko's breathing picked up, gasping a bit as she rode against him.

"Hmm..sooo~ big~" she teased while softly pecking his lips, feeling him grow harder and twitch against her. Dot couldn't help but erupt into little giggles again.

"Ok, that's enough 'juice' for you." He flipped the stopper and the water began to drain from the tub but when he tried to stand Dot didn't move at all. "Am I carrying you just like this?"

"Don't drop me~"

Eventually Yakko managed to rise to his feet, sister in tow, and carefully stepped out the tub grabbing a few towels on his way back to his dimly lit room. He carefully laid his drenched, intoxicated Dot on his bed some of the petals getting into her hair and sticking to her body.

"Dot…" he groaned when she didn't let go right away, still in her playful mood. He finally lift his head to see his inebriated sister biting her lower lip with a lustful, glazed look in her eyes, he couldn't look away he'd never seen her look at him like that before.

"Wait..wait my tape…I can't find it anywhere…"

Yakko playfully rolled his eyes, "I didn't forget Sweetheart. How could I when it's all you've talked about for the last two years." He reached atop his bed shelf and clicked on the small remote to start the tape in his 3-in-1 stereo player, discarding the tiny device over his shoulder.

His sister grew giddy, "So you had it this whole time!" she accused.

Yakko gently moved the wet, stray bangs from her cute little face, she blushed at the simple, soft gesture.

"I didn't want to spoil the surprise."

Dot just gazed at her handsome brother, the passion burning in her eyes for him. She pulled him in for a tender kiss,

"Make love to me Yakko…"

---

So much happened in so little time. A year after Wakko took off for college, the couple came to the crucial decision to tell him about their relationship, "We love each other, Wak. A lot." and he took that news...remarkably well.

Maybe he didn't know any better or maybe he just didn't care. He wasn't disgusted, but curious.

"If you hurt my sister, I'll hurt you." he'd threaten Yakko but it was all for laughs.

However it was two years later, an exact month before his 23rd birthday, did Wakko find himself in a difficult situation.

Yakko stressed to his siblings the importance of safe sex since they were teenagers. And it was something Wakko had been following to a T, but the one time a girl convinced him they didn't need protection because of her own form of birth control, it failed. Wakko thought he was careful but it turned out she was a few months pregnant when he got the news.

She was a one night stand and he didn't want a kid, especially not from someone he hardly knew. Wakko went through all the stages of denial up until it was time for the baby to arrive. Of course his siblings offered to be by his side the whole time, and while he was grateful, he wasn't ready for that yet and he went back to northern California alone.

The middle Warner was nervous beyond belief. He hadn't seen the mother of his child since that night and even though Wakko avoided her calls, she still left voice mails on how the pregnancy was going and the due date in hopes he would at least be there for the delivery.

Wakko stood in front of the brown door, terrified on what awaits on the other side. He finally placed his hand on the silver handle and pushed the door open.

Instantly he was greeted by that same sweet voice that had been leaving him messages for almost a year.

"You made it." She smiled sweetly as he entered the delivery room. It was just her and her nurse.

"Is it just you?" he was shocked, no family not even a friend, in fact she didn't even look pregnant.

Jessica was a non-toon human, there wasn't a law against toons and humans mingling, but it was very rare and to most, odd.

Her tan skin seemed to subtly glow with the sun and her eyes were a beautiful deep brown. Maybe it was the pregnancy, but she looked more radiant than before.

She began fiddling with a lock of her sandy, thick curly hair, "No one knows but me and you…" suddenly Wakko felt a twinge of guilt as he realized she was doing this alone.

"I have a strict family and moving away was the only way to get away from all that. They may have already disowned me by now, but this" she placed her hand on her small tummy "out of wedlock and with a toon." She shook her head with a sigh, "It's just better this way."

He pulled up a chair and sat next to her, placing his hand over hers. "I'm so sorry, Jessica. I had no idea…" he glanced down at her stomach there was barely a bump but she assured him that the baby was healthy. She gently took his hand and placed it over her hardly protruding belly.

"It'll be here soon. I was thinking, maybe you should name it."

Wakko wasn't prepared for any of this, let alone names. He opened his mouth to respond but was met with a terrible groan from her and her grip became extremely tight.

"I-I think it's time!"

She had been in labor for about two hours, Wakko remained a trooper absolutely disgusted and amazed as he witnessed the Miracle of Life, but there was a silence and it startled the new parents.

"Don't babies usually come our kicking and screaming, 's something wrong?" Wakko panicked, he didn't know much about newborns but he did know that they loved to cry.

"No worries." The nurse assured before giving the new born a smack on its bottom, causing the infant to inhale deeply and wail.

Shocked and bewildered, Wakko glared at the nurse "Why the Hell did you assault my son?!"

"W-Well Mr. Warner if a baby usually doesn't come out 'kicking and screaming' we give them a little pop on the behind and it causes them to cry so they can get rid of the liquid in their lungs and breathe."

The nurse finally calmed the screaming child, "Congratulations you two, it's a beautiful baby girl." She announced as she handed the baby to Jessica.

"We'll see about that." Wakko mumbled to himself.

"Ignore him, he's just excited otherwise you wouldn't be here would you Wakko Warner?"

She read him like a book and he hated it, but he didn't really hate this. He stared down at his newborn daughter as she slept peacefully in her mother's arms.

"Here." Jessica handed him the baby.

"I don't think—"

"Well you should." She ragged softly. "It's ok, I know she's tiny, but you won't break her." He carefully accepted the child with clammy hands and sat back down in his chair.

"Wow…I have a daughter…" he sighed, amazed at the tiny being, gently rocking her in his arms. "Wenndy. With two 'n's."

"Wenndy?"

"After the most bad-ass woman in punk. She'll definitely be one of the greats."

Jessica laughed "But Wenndy? Not Jett, Sioux, Debbie, Kat, Courtney, Avril?"

"Hey, you said I could name her…didn't know ya' knew so many punk artists…"

"I think there's a lot we don't know about each other, Wakko." She smiled fondly at him "Wenndy Warner. I like it."

"Yeah, me too. Thank you." In an instant he was grateful for all of this.

Wakko convinced Jessica to move to Burbank with him, he had his own apartment and they got along famously, opting out of dating each other and deciding to co-parent and focus on their child and career routes. Yakko and Dot would often visit.

"Oooh~ I'm an auntie now!" Dot would coo as she nuzzled the tiny creature with much affection.

"I can't believe you took part in creating one of the cutest things I've ever seen~" she giggled to her middle brother; he could only give her a sheepish smile his tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Yakko watched Dot hold the small child, "She's right y'know." He chuckled ruffling the short fur atop his brother's bare head. "I'm proud of you Wak. You really stepped up."

The eldest then turned his focus back on Dot and his tiny niece. Dot babbling to her in baby language while Wenndy silently stared at her with those chocolate eyes, seemingly confused.

Yakko sighed to himself, a soft and silly look on his face. She'd make a great mother one day.

---

Everything felt great—perfect even…until things weren't so great. Yakko had been acting strange, and way more anxious than usual. Something heavy had been weighing on his mind for a while now, and when the weight of the world got too heavy on his shoulders, he shrugged.

It was a grueling decision, but he broke things off with Dot, letting her storm out the house in a sobbing fit. She made it to the backyard when she could smell something pungent. Wakko was visiting but the strong smell meant he was close. She followed the smell to the shed and slammed the door open; lo and behold there was Wakko with a joint in his hand the shed saturated with smoke.

"D-Dot! You scared me. What's wr-?!"

"Gi-Gimmie that!"

She snatched the joint from his fingers as her shaky hand raised the joint to her lips and took a few puffs.

Something had to be wrong, Dot didn't smoke and when she did it was a very rare occasion. "Hey, be careful!" He finally managed to get a look at her face and saw her puffy, wet eyes in the dim light.

"Dot what's the mat—oof!" she crashed herself into him and buried her face into his shirt, breaking down into another sob. Wakko took back his 'cigarette' and put it out to hold his sister and pet her head. He had a feeling he knew what happened. Dot was the toughest of the three, if she was crying like this it had to be because someone broke her heart.

Yakko left his siblings in California, taking up another teaching job in New York. Dot was absolutely devastated; she couldn't fathom what other issues could have caused a rift between them like this. He left her the house and his car, but he couldn't say much to her other than how sorry he was to just break things off. The eldest didn't cry often, but this definitely one of the hardest things he's ever done in his life.

Being the source of someone's misery, especially someone he deeply loved was beyond agonizing. A numbing sensation formed in is chest, he felt like he was bleeding. This wasn't something he could just get over.

Not ever.

---

Time went on for Dot and neither did she or Wakko hear from their brother in two whole years. Boys came and went but she didn't want any of them to stay. None of them filled the void her brother left.

Lying on the couch, clutching a pillow zoned out on the TV, she heard a knock on the door. She wasn't expecting anyone but when she opened the door she was met with a familiar face.

"Allen?" she rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things. "What are you doing here? I thought you were never coming back to Burbank."

"Well you're still here and you're still one of my good friends, ain't ya'?" He flashed a toothy smile.

Allen was a great friend to Dot; they'd known each other since she enrolled into school. Allen was an inkblot fox; he wasn't popular but well known around campus for hanging out with thee famous Dot Warner.

Her brother's always kept an eye out on him, but he proved to be a genuine friend to their little sister.

It wasn't until their senior year did he see her a bit differently so he decided to make a move on her.

"Ya' know you're a real looker Dot Warner. Why don't you have a boyfriend, do you secretly like girls?"

"Pfft, what? Me like girls? Well it's not completely off the table…" she quipped with a smirk.

"I mean it. Your charm, spirit, energy, your brattiness" she scowled at the last bit, "it's cute. So what is it? I mean, ya' even took your brother to Jr. prom. I don't think I can compete with that." He chuckled.

Dot prayed with all her might that her face didn't change shade, "Oh, c'mon the guy practically raised us and never had a prom! It was just something nice me and Wakko decided on and 21 is the cut off limit. It was literally his last chance to experience something kind of normal."

"And did the three of you enjoy yourselves?" he already knew the answer, he witnessed it first hand.

She smiled fondly at the memory of dancing amongst her peers, with her friends, both of her brothers together and individually "It was amazing."

He smiled at her before fidgeting a bit. "Uh...I know it's kinda sudden an all and I'll be leaving this Hellhole soon but…come with me. Be my girlfriend for a bit."

Dot chortled before bursting into small laughter, thinking it was a joke but he never joked like this before. She sobered up a bit, her brows raised with realization as she stared at him "You're serious?" he nodded his head.

"I…don't think I can do that, Allen." Her heart and mind only had eyes for one person, too set on him to ever think of having someone else in her life.

There was a silent moment between them before the fox finally spoke again, "Fine. I'll come back for you later."

"What's that supposed to mean? I might be with—"

He interjected one last time as they parted ways, "You better be ready for me Dot Warner."

And so he did come back for her, even greeting her with a late birthday gift.

"Happy 25th birthday, Dot. Go get ready, we're going out for the day!"

They caught up on the last seven years. Dot had a degree in cosmetology and fashion design. She didn't care for working for big time movie studios, even if Warner Bros, did beg for her, but she loved designing costumes and making up Broadway stars.

Allen got his degree in sports psychology; he really enjoyed the perks of meeting athletes and free games, even if some of his favorite patients did turn out to be assholes. Nonetheless they both enjoyed their jobs to the fullest.

Dot and Allen began seeing each other for an entire year before they decided to take their friendship to the next level and date.

It was great and refreshing. Dot told Wakko everything but when he tried to tip-toe around the conversation of if she was "still sore over Yakko", she broke down into a small crying fit. She still hadn't talked to Yakko, she didn't know how to contact him unless she bought every Yellow Page in New York.

But Wakko did. He wanted to tell her for months now, but the oldest wanted to keep it a secret especially since he knew about Allen. The last thing Yakko wanted was to complicate anything and ruin her shot at happiness and a normal life.

Then one day the phone rang. Dot was babysitting Wenndy while Wakko and Jessica ran errands to prepare for her 4th birthday. "You're such a big girl. Finish all your food and then you can watch TV. I'll be right back."

"Ok te-te!" Dot's heart melted, Wenndy didn't speak much but when she did she adored it. She quickly went to pick up the phone but almost instantly dropped it when she heard the voice, "Hello Princess."

Stunned and silent due to the lump that formed in her throat "Ya..?" her voice silently strained. She finally swallowed the lump and shakily breathed "Yakko?"

"It's me, Sweeth—"

"Don't 'Sweetheart' me!" she yelled, "Where have you been?! I haven't heard from you in years! You don't call, you don't write I—" she gasped when she felt a small pair of arms tightly embracing her leg, and there staring up at her was her very concerned niece.

Dot sniffled and regained her composure, "I-I'm OK. Did you finish eating? Go ahead and watch some TV. I'll join you soon." Covering the bottom end of the phone she took a few deep breaths before returning back to the call.

"Where did you go…?"

---

Every now and then Yakko would call, still finding it difficult to talk to her and even if they weren't lovers anymore she was still his sister and he still cared deeply for her.

However, months after calling Dot, Yakko finally decided to pay his small family a visit and though it was a short stay, it meant the world to the three of them to be reunited again.

A couple more years went on and for Wakko's 30th birthday, Yakko began visiting a little more, he actually visited three times this year! Bringing a new girl each time; against his will, really. They all seemed to assume he lived a double life and had a 'secret family' in California, aside from his siblings. Dot hated every single one of them, that familiar knot in her stomach like when Yakko used to court girls around the Warner movie lot.

Wakko taught Wenndy how to balance on a skateboard and she taught him how to play chess. She was still a silent child, but currently she was interested in puzzles and board games and the like.

Allen finally proposed to Dot and was set to be married the following year. She fidgeted with the piece of jewelry on her finger, one person on her mind like always. How would he react, would he encourage her? She secretly hoped he would stop her.

And then came a 2 A.M. phone call, lighting up Yakko's cell phone as it violently vibrated on his nightstand. Yakko turned over to be met with the body of his current girlfriend, but he really didn't want to look at her beautiful sleeping form.

He almost went back to sleep, he almost didn't answer the phone, but something told him to and he was glad he did, on the receiving end was Dot quietly sobbing, "Y..Yakko? Yak..I'm!"

He sat up concerned, ready to catch the next flight to California if he had to. "Dot? Dot, calm down. What's the matter? Are you ok?" but he just heard more sniffling and soft crying. He hated it, what made it worse was that he wasn't physically there to console her.

"Princess what-?"

"I'm pregnant! I-I'm pregnant Yakko, I just found out 10 minutes ago!"

Seven weeks turned into seven months and the time came for Dot to go into labor. Wakko had already witnessed the Miracle of Life once, and had absolutely no desire to do it again so he waited outside. Yakko stood by her side the whole time holding her hand, her fiancé at her feet to help deliver the baby.

Yakko felt terrible hearing her scream and cry but he remained calm encouraging her,

"You're doing great sis, just a little more. Breathe." Focusing on the sound of his voice helped a lot.

"Just one more push Miss Warner!" The doctor informed. She let out another cry and squeezed her brother's hand with a death grip, causing him to yelp, trying her best to do as the as the doctor instructed. Finally she heard a shrill cry.

"Congratulations Miss Warner, it's a boy!" but Dot groaned as if she was still in labor, like she had ways to go.

Allen took his swaddled son from the doctor, "Dot, we have a son." He said in a mesmerized daze, never taking his eyes off the infant until he heard and saw Dot wincing in pain.

"Oh my, there's another one."

The three looked at the doctor with surprise, "Keep pushing Miss Warner this one's almost here."

Dot did as she was instructed; breathing heavy and gripping Yakko's hand again, any longer and he could swear she'd grip it right off! One more agonizing groan and a push later and finally the other baby arrived with a similar shrill cry.

"Congrats Miss Warner, it's a girl!"

An hour later and things had finally settled down. Allen and Wakko both gazed in awe at the sleeping newborns in Yakko's hands.

"You did amazing Dot. Are you hungry?" Allen carefully sat next to her on the hospital bed, gently pushing her hair from her face before kissing her cheek. She gave him a meek nod, still exhausted. "I'll be right back." He then turned to Yakko, "Could ya' keep an eye out on our family?"

"Of course" and with that he left, Wakko followed giving his eldest brother a knowing look accompanied with a small smile. Not only did he want to eat the entire cafeteria but he also knew they may have wanted some alone time.

"Twins…" Yakko said as he sat in the chair close to Dot, holding his nephew in one hand and his niece in the other. Tears threatening to fall, just as they did the day he found out she was expecting,

"They're beautiful, sis."

She returned the compliment with a tired smile. They looked just like her, except their tails were bushier and instead of their signature round nose they had tiny, triangular noses like their dad but still red.

"He's Pit and she's Olive."

Dot scoffed, "I don't think so. He's Angel and she's Selena." she corrected, "Why Pit and Olive?"

"Sweetheart, it's because that's all you ate for the last five months."

They shared a laugh, smiles plastered on both of their faces as those threatening tears finally fell from Yakko's eyes.

"Fine, you can nickname them Pit and Olive." Dot reached out to wipe the wetness from his face. "Thanks for coming. It really means a lot."

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world."

Her fingers combed through his side whiskers, palm managing to cup his cheek. Yakko briefly closed his eyes, savoring the gentle touch for as long as he could. When he opened his lids, their eyes locked and it was painfully obvious how much they missed each other and suddenly the tension between them seemed to ignite. Even though she was sweaty and drained she still looked gorgeous to him, even managing to find the strength to draw herself close to her brother.

Their faces were an inch apart, their lips centimeters away. She could feel his breath hitch on her lips.

---

Six months after having her twins and it was time for Dot to walk down the aisle. She was a wreck for many reasons but she managed to gracefully pull through.

Dot and Yakko stood behind the door that led to the aisle in silence, her hand wrapped around his arm waiting for their cue. She began shifting the weight on her feet and fidgeting before finally gazing up at her brother with uncertainty. Before she could say anything to express any more of her doubts, Yakko leaned down and planted a soft, long kiss on her forehead.

"You look lovely Princess, but if you cry now you'll ruin your make up." God knows she worked hard on it, "You should be smiling. This is a happy day, y'know."

She was silent a moment before turning her head to him to finally whisper, "It should be you..."

Even in heels, she found herself standing on her tippy toes to reach his lips, placing a small soft kiss on his lips that seemed to linger.

On instinct, he smiled at her and not a moment later he fixed the sheer veil over her face.

The church doors finally opened, her grip tight on his arm, but he placed a comforting hand over hers as they began down the aisle, both in agony but they managed to hold up well.

They finally made it to the end of the aisle and when it was time for Yakko to give her away, Dot seemed to have hesitated; her grip tightened around his arm no one else noticed due to Yakko's hand still placed over hers.

Allen stretched his hand out to her and Yakko gave her hand a comforting squeeze before she let go to take her soon-to-be husband's hand. Yakko then took his place behind Wakko as a groomsman.

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today…"

"How ya' holdin' up?" the middle sibling asked, he couldn't help but notice the dread between his siblings, especially knowing their history.

"That had to be the second hardest thing I've ever done." He never took his eyes off her, she looked so dazzlingand elegant, despite how she may have felt.

Wakko reached behind him to hold the eldest's hand to which Yakko accepted the kind gesture, grateful that Wakko knew of their secret he didn't feel so alone about it.

"I know it's tough bro, but some of those bridesmaids look reeeal cute." He lightly quipped to make him feel better, he wasn't lying though. With some of them waving and giving them flirty looks, already picking out which brother they wanted to ravage after the wedding.

Yakko chuckled, "Sure Wak, but…I only have eyes for the bride…" he tried to hold it but a few tears managed to escape his ducts.

Dot glanced at her brothers, for a sign that she shouldn't do this, and then back to the priest.

"…If anyone has any objections as to why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace."

To Dot those words sound like a death sentence. Her heart began beating in her chest as her sweaty hands gripped her bouquet, praying with all her might that Yakko would object or Wakko would trip and ruin the whole ceremony.

Anything!

But alas nothing.

"Then by the power vested in me by the State of California I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

---

Yakko was in town for the weekend, but he spent most of his time with Wakko.

"You should have her see you off, Yak. You know it'd mean the world to her. Same for you."

Wakko was glad that his siblings were speaking a bit more frequently in the last three years. The scruffy Warner had a slight fear that Yakko would go completely AWOL since the wedding six years ago. Of course there were text messages here and there but a phone call was rare and his presence almost unlikely.

"Alright. I'll drop off the rental early so I need you to come with me." A sudden weight clung around his middle and he looked down to see his oldest niece.

She hugged him tightly as always, never knowing when he would show his face again. Just staring at him with watery brown eyes, partially covered by her messy, black coils poking from Wakko's signature red cap. She even had her ears pierced, tiny gold hoops dangling from the tips of her black ears.

It was astounding how much she reminded him of Wakko. And not just because she was a spitting image of him.

They were the same in the sense that they used other ways of communicating other than just words. Wenndy could speak, but it was seldom. She was very quiet in her early years but if she wanted something, she'd ask just not with words.

Wenndy was also a rambunctious trouble maker, but that could have been the Warner genes she inherited. She had definitely inherited those cute puppy eyes from them and she managed to pull it off 10x better than Wakko ever could.

"Say, Oil wanna show your unckey that sick kick flip off the steps before I go?"

Wenndy beamed, but Jessica had intervened, "I don't think so slick kid." she called out from the living room, "Yakko, she's still grounded for tagging the house."

"Alright, alright…" Yakko spoke as his hands disappeared behind his back, briefly searching his hammerspace. A sly smirk appeared on his face as he smoothly revealed a skateboard poking from behind his shoulder. She balled up her fist, giddy and bouncing on her feet with excitement!

They hurried outside and Yakko witnessed the illest kick flip he's ever seen an eleven year old execute. Back then, she struggled just to stand up on the board. She was barely six.

Yakko's cheering and whistling had brought Jessica to the front door, hands on her hips as she glared at her daughter's uncle with the most lethal cocked eyebrow he's seen in a while. "Hehe, sorry Jessie. I couldn't resist."

Before the brother's drove off in their separate vehicles, Yakko couldn't help but wonder to his brother,

"She never did tell me why she wanted to be called Oil. Every time I ask her she just turns away with an attitude."

Wakko chuckled, "She got a little jealous that you gave her cousins nicknames before her. And honestly that's an understatement."

---

Yakko dropped off the rental and the two were now headed to Dot's house. The anxiety set in. He hadn't seen her in a while, they talked a little more often but being face to face was proving to be nerve wracking. She was married now and had a family; this was a different pace than he was used to.
To take his mind off of it, he tried to poke fun at his brother.

"Sooo…are you and Jessica finally official? It's only been about ten, eleven years."

Wakko scoffed, "I told you we're just living together for Wenndy. We still date other people, but they find our living arrangements weird." He thought about it. "I mean we watch movies and hang out together but Wenndy's always with us. It's like raising a kid with your best friend. She even likes Don Knotts, Yak. Don Knotts!"

Yakko released an airy laugh, "That sounds like love Wak" he poked "and whether you decide to marry her or not, she's still my favorite sister-in-law."

Wakko chuckled, he did love Jessica but being in love with her was different. He was fascinated in her musical abilities and she had great taste in TV shows and movies. He was grateful to her for having his daughter.

There were times they would set up dates for themselves, kiss, even hold each other. They've even had sex a few times throughout their partnership, but the mutual feelings were more or less still the same. Marriage was most likely out of the question for them but then again they were very comfortable with each other's company if no one else worked out.

Wakko then glanced over at his older brother.

"Hey Yak. Do you still love her?"

Yakko gazed at his brother, carefully. As far as he was concerned Wakko was the only other person on this planet that he could trust with such a fragile secret. He peered at his hands before simply answering,

"I do."

They were at a stoplight and Wakko took the opportunity to hold his brother's hand.

"Why do you ask?"

"Well I think about it sometimes and, well, do you think we all could have fallen in love with each other?"

This caught Yakko's attention head on, since this was the first time Wakko asked such a question. There was 'How did you fall in love with your sibling?' and there was 'Can I be there when you elope?' and even 'Do you still love each other?'

Wakko continued, "Or what if I was awake that day and you had fallen asleep. Would I feel like that towards her? Would she still ask me to kiss her?"

He fidgeted a bit before turning to his older brother, "Or maybe it could have been us? What if I felt that way towards you?"

"Well…do you?" Yakko's grip becoming noticeably firmer.

Wakko blushed and tore his hand away from his brother's "N-no! I'm just sayin'!"

"I'm serious Wak, spill it." His big brothers voice was playful as his lean body moved in close to him as if he'd pounce right out of his seat, hands up ready to grab him.

"I said n- don't you dare!" but Yakko was already stretched across the seat, playfully kissing his chubby brother's face "Ah, damn it Yak. What would the neighbors think!?"

"Damn the neighbors!" he joked dramatically, still assaulting his brother's face with kisses.

The two laughed and Wakko straightened up in his seat.

"Well Wakko who knows? Maybe this could have worked out better if we all felt the same way about each other. Maybe you and Dot could have handled this situation better" he focused his gaze outside the window on the never ending buildings, "but the way I see it if any of those realities were true then that would mean not having Wenndy, Angel or Selena and I don't think I'd want to be a part of that timeline. We have something really good don't we?"

Wakko grinned, "Yeah, 's nice to have new additions to the family."

The light finally turned green and Wakko pulled off.

Wakko had been there for Dot a lot over the years, more than he realized and he noticed things about her the same way he noticed things about Yakko.

"Yakko. Do you-or would you…would you still kiss her, even though she's married?"

Yakko knew what he really meant by 'kiss'; he actually expected him to ask this question instead of his previous thoughts.

"…Let's say we go on this based on your little rant and you were a part of this situation, and for whatever reason it didn't work out…but it was undeniable that after all these years, you still felt the same way." He paused,

"Maybe you both feel the same way."

Whatever the answer he was 100% sure they could still trust each other with anything.

"Be honest with me and I'll be honest with you. We both answer on three, deal?" Wakko nodded.

"1…
2…
3…"

"Yes."

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The brothers finally pulled up in Dot's driveway and was immediately greeted by a screaming child that immediately recognized Wakko's car, "Unckey Wakky's here!" the female twin shouted while running up to the car but froze the moment she saw someone getting out the passenger seat.

"Unckey Yakky!" both children shouted from the top of their lungs, alerting their mother to run outside, she didn't hear what they were screaming about, she just heard screaming and then she saw Yakko, kneeling down hugging her kids tightly. He looked up and their eyes once again locked. To her, mainly with disbelief and to Yakko...to Yakko wow...did Dot look different.

She looked good, really good. What was the term...MILF? Yeah, she looked just like a mother I'd like to f-

"Yakko!?"

Her voice interrupted his very inappropriate thoughts, a silly smile gracing his features with a little blush,

"Hey there, Princess."

The kids ran amuck in the backyard, Angel was a shy, soft boy. He wasn't a fan of sports like his sister or his cousin but he did like to help his mother cook and he was learning piano, anyone could see music being his passion in the near future. While Selena was rowdy, loud and feisty; similar to Wenndy, she too can be found being up to no good primarily as the ring leader.

Allen was at work, the fox decided to stay a little later than usual figuring if he packed his schedule he could take most of the week off. Tending to twins was tough work, but Dot found her children to be the light of her life bringing her the most serendipitous experience.

But every parent needed a break sometimes, she still worked and she had projects that she wanted to finish.

Dot was in the kitchen scrubbing away at the last bit of dishes in the sink, glancing out her kitchen window watching Selena rough house with her brother, he fought back but he was always gentle no matter how rough she tended to get.

Yakko exited the bathroom, marveling at Dot's new home. It was a bit bigger than the first house he bought, but just as cozy; he raised her he could tell she played a major role in furnishing and decorating.

Descending down the long hallway he noticed stick figure scribbles drawn on the wall, chuckling silently at the thought of his tiny chaotic relatives committing the crime. When he finally entered the kitchen he froze at the sight of his sister.

He studied her new form a bit. She still had those long legs that disappeared up a pinup style lavender dress. Accompanied with a slight weight gain, her hips had certainly spread filling her out to a more curvy look and while her middle wasn't as petite, her larger breasts made up for it, alluding to an hour glass figure and right in the middle of her figure dangled long, wavy locks.

Needless to say she definitely didn't look like the same Dot he grew up with or from a few years ago.

Dot was almost done with her chore but she couldn't help the feeling of being watched. When she looked over her shoulder she noticed Yakko just standing there, seemingly in a trance.

"You should wear a bell." she scoffed before turning her whole body towards him. Yakko stepped closer to her…and closer…closer. Dot backed into the sink before she finally felt him tightly embrace her, his left wrapped around her waist while his right hand pushed her head into is shoulder. He inhaled her scent and sighed. Dot didn't have much of a choice but to return the embrace, not that she didn't want to.

Déjà vu.

It was like second nature to wrap her arms around his neck, soapy hands caressing his head as her fingers laced into his thick whiskers. There was supposed to be a ring on one of those fingers, but Dot found wearing it ridiculous while washing the dishes.

Yakko hadn't aged much past his early 30s he still looked so handsome to be biologically pushing 40. She stared into his black eyes with that familiar soft starry-eyed gaze. Yakko smiled, feeling the butterflies in his chest, he couldn't resist...

"What happened to my cute little sister?" he said with a soft chuckle.

Her face fell in amused, a brow cocked with suspicion. Here come the jokes.

"She's so beautiful now."

The starry look returned along with a little blush, it wasn't long before she beamed showing off her cute little fangs.

He smiles softly and cupped her cheek with his right hand, the left still wrapped tightly around her curvy waist. Dot looked amazing he couldn't say what was different about her, other than the obvious physical changes, but she just seemed to glow.

"…Are you still happy, Dot?" he asked softly.

It was almost as if every time Yakko asked that question something significant happens.

She placed her hand on top of his, nuzzling her cheek into it nodding, remembering her previous doubts about her husband and about starting a family.

'Are you happy?' would always pop up somewhere in the conversation and each time she said 'yes'.

It was true for the most part, but sometimes she suffered from the guilty feeling of being happy with someone else and it ate away at her sometimes.

However, she also felt going through with it was ok enough and it wasn't long until after the twins were born was she sure about it all. It didn't feel so bad anymore, especially when Yakko was there, but still...

"I wanted this with you, stupid." playful bitterness in her tone.

He pulled her face closer and kissed her forehead.

"...Do you still think about us...?" he seemed to whisper before planting more kisses down the right side of her face.

She giggled lightly at the feeling, his kisses trailing down her cheek to her jaw line and neck he could feel her swallow the lump in her throat before answering, "Yes...I do..." her knees felt like jelly from simply confessing, she held on to his shoulders for support.

"Is it bad? Even after all this?" at this Yakko paused she sighed sweetly at the affection but finally cupped his cheek to gain his attention "Are you happy, Yakko?"

He stood upright not taking his eyes from hers...

"I don't think it makes you bad, even after all this." The guilt settled in the pit of his stomach knowing he was directly responsible for this anyway. He gulped before continuing,

"I'm miserable Dot. It's not the same, it's not better. Everyone I've dated has been great, even Tiff is great, but I can't get serious with her like I couldn't get serious with the ones before her." he sighed.

"Not when I love you the most. They just aren't you, Dot. No one even comes close." He really admired that she at least tried to move on and attempt a normal life away from him.

"W-We could have worked it out. Wakko didn't know for years and he never would have known if we didn't tell him."

She jabbed her index finger into his chest for emphasis, "And he still hasn't told anyone and that was a decade ago. He wouldn't have told anyone if we would have ran away either."

She chuckled at the memory to hide the sadness in her voice "H-He said he would have come with us, remember?"

A glint of sadness managed to show in his eyes, "Yeah…yeah I remember. B-but we were so much younger when we planned that." he lightly laughed with her, his forehead resting against hers.

"I-I'd still do it." she half joked "We'll take the twins and run away tell them we aren't even really related."

She tilted her head up a bit so she could inch closer to his lips.

Through lidded eyes, Yakko furrowed his brow and stared at Dot as if she lost it, "Are you nuts?! You can't- I won't let you-" he could barely get the words out so she interjected before he got too upset with her.

"It was a joke!" she laughed a bit, "Just a stupid joke..." she suddenly turned her head away from him but his left hand caught her right cheek, drawing down slowly to pinch her chin between his thumb and index finger and made her face him.

Yakko leaned into her, an arm stretched out with his palm flat on the ledge behind her. He seemed to tower over her "It's not stupid Dot..." he felt his heart race before confessing "I-I think about it sometimes...more than I should...and...if I'm being honest, if you told me to leave Tiff right now, I'd do it. For you."

He gently tilted her chin upwards and placed a soft kiss on her lips to which she instantly returned, her hands travelled from his shoulders to cup his cheeks, deepening the kiss in the process. It was quiet just the sound of their lips and their heavy breathing due to their hearts beating out of their chests. It was as if time stood still and it was just them.

Yakko's hands decided to get better aquatinted with her adult form. His left hand returned to her waist only to slide further down to feel her soft, plump butt giving his handful a squeeze; the other departing from her chin to groping her fuller breasts.

Shuddering beneath his touch Dot moaned and gripped his shirt, their kiss becoming more frenzied sending them both into a natural high. A familiar desire steadily dripping between her legs as she tried to control herself but she couldn't resist when he felt her up like that. She never could.

Dot finally found the strength to pull away for just a moment, craning her head over her shoulder to peek out the window and check on the twins. They were throwing a football, Angel didn't throw very far but it was just enough to keep them entertained a while longer, they were still enjoying themselves.

She turned back to her brother biting her lip with need, the craving in her eyes as she leaned further back against the sink to hike up that pretty dress and opening her legs just a bit for Yakko to squeeze in between them.

She gasped when he grinded into her intimate parts, feeling his hardened cock through his pants.

She hummed sweetly, tossing her head back and Yakko stole the opportunity to resume trailing more kisses at the base of her neck and across her collar bone hitting a few sweet spots along the way, "Ooh..!" she breathed causing Yakko to grind his hips a little harder into her, brushing against her sensitive nub.

"Yakko...!" she moaned he missed that sweet voice calling his name, he knew what she wanted, what they both wanted but how far could they go in this moment out here in the open? Yakko continued his rough movements against her covered opening causing Dot to moan out more "I...I've missed this...I've missed you…"

"Me too...I've missed you...so much, Dot!" he crashed his lips back into hers with a much more heated kiss, so much love and yearning behind it.

He long realized he was an idiot to break this off. She was right about everything; they were loaded they could have lived off the grid if they wanted to. They could have made this work. They were definitely still attracted to each other, even after all these years.

He interrupted their kiss with Dot's flushed face desperate for more, to ask her once more, "Dot. Are you happy?"

"I am Yakko." she kissed his lips in between, "I'm very happy..." she kissed him again, "but I was so much happier with you. I was always happier with you."

He wiped the tear from her eye that she tried so hard not to let escape.

"I love you Dot."

"I love you Yakko."

She kissed him this time, bucking her own hips against his desperate for release even if they didn't do the actual deed. She slid her tongue into his mouth, their tongues gliding across each other, Dot groaned and whined trying to keep as quiet as she could, but it was paradise being embraced lke this, dying to take it just a step further.

Yakko couldn't help himself; she looked so good in his favorite color a hand inevitably disappeared under the flowy dress and into her underwear and a finger was pushed into her drenched opening. "Aah!" still as wet as ever.

He pulled his finger out and licked her juices, "You're still my sweet Princess."

"I'll always be your sweet Princess." she whispered back as he lifts her left leg to wrap around his waist to grind a little faster into her causing her to yelp and sigh. She crushed her lips back against his to keep herself from being any louder, their breathing getting heavier.

"I need you…now!" she whined.

They hadn't been intimate since a little before Yakko broke it off. It'd been a really long time. They had their moments of being intimate when they were completely alone, but nothing went further than a small kiss or holding hands and even that kind of intimacy tended to dwindle after Dot's wedding.

But one thing's for sure, they both missed every ounce of each other.

"My flight leaves tonight...come see me off...just you."

"You still know how to keep a lady waiting..." she giggled, the anticipation already causing her to ache or was it her steady building orgasm from them desperately rubbing against each other.

Maybe they had time, just 10 minutes at least 5! They silently swore they wouldn't judge each other if one happened to climax in under a minute, they were just desperate!

This theory would prove false, Dot picked up the sound of the sliding door opening just around the corner from the kitchen, "Mama-!"

SMACK!

It was a very split second decision.

Yakko was more thrown off by Dot's sudden assault more than his niece possibly walking in on them. His head was now facing the cabinets to his right, stiff. She still had an arm and always hit hard, as Wakko had taught her.

The moment he finally realized what happened he glanced at Dot, she was facing his direction with a look that screamed to "straighten up and follow my lead."

She quickly turned to her daughter with her sweetest voice, "Yes sweet face, what is it?"

The little one didn't see the intimate embrace her uncle had his sister in nor did she see her mother push her brother off him, she did witness that nasty slap.

"Why are you hurting my Unckey Yakky?!" she ran up to Yakko and clung to his pants leg "You said we don't hit the ones we love!"

Yakko pet the top of her head as he felt the red handprint on his face. He hissed as it stung "Oh this? Don't worry Olive, we were playing a game."

"Yeah! We were playing um, Slap Happy we always played as kids! Didn't we Yakko?"

"Ah yes, good ol' Slap Happy. Hurt back then too."

Selena looked at her uncle and then to her mother "How do you play mama?"

Yakko teased, "Yeah mama, how do you play?" with a sly grin the tip of his tongue just barely poking out at her and sending her a flirty wink.

"You say something crazy that makes sense and if it makes too much sense you slap them!" she briefly
explained, hoping that would be the end of it.

"That sounds fun! What did you say unckey?"

He chuckled and held the tender spot on his face his eye closing, "I just told her that she's beautiful."

The little one's eyes darted between her uncle and mother, noticing a subtle soft look grace her mother's face, "You're right, mama is b-utiful!" she beamed showing off a few missing teeth.

"Unckey Yakky is b-utiful too!"

"Ah, thanks squirt!"

"Can you throw a ball? Angel throws like a girl!"

He picked up his tiny niece "Say, I know Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fana Bo Besca III isn't raising a sexist kid."

The little one gasped in horror and whispered to him, "You can't say that word unckey."

Yakko chuckled and shook his head, amused, "No Sweetheart, to be sexist means to discriminate due to gender. To discriminate means to exclude and to exclude means you're keeping someone out of your space because of what they are, and we don't do that either."

Selena stared at her uncle with that same starry-eyed admiration Dot used to give him when she was younger. "You're so cool Unckey Yakky! You know everything!"

He wished he had kids; his nieces and nephew were the most precious things in the world next to his beloved siblings.

With his niece tucked under his arm like a football, he began to head out the sliding door, "C'mon, I'll show you both how to toss a ball like your cool unckey."

"Yaaa-!" the loud cheering was instantly muffled once Yakko closed the sliding door, leaving Dot in the kitchen alone, still leaning against the sink. The phantom feeling of where he was just touching her sweetly burned.

Turning to gaze out the window she was met with the sight of her brother and her children interacting, feeling her heart sink and tears pricking her eyes.

She thought it was silly to cry about it again after all these years but knowing he was miserable stung and she knew exactly why. She sniffled while tears fell into the empty sink.

It could've been great.

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"It's bed time, Sweets. Mommy's going to take unckey to the airport now."

The twin's movements and expressions were synchronized, folding their arms with stubborn looks as they both protested,

"Why can't he stay?"

Selena continued, "We never see you, not as much as Unckey Wakky and Wenndy!"

"Sorry kiddos…" he placed a finger on his chin thoughtfully as he knelt down on one knee in front of them, "Maybe I'll visit more often. Just for you guys or you guys can come to New York sometime. See the snow."

Dot was in the middle of gathering her keys and bag as she heard their little conversation. She shook her head; he shouldn't put false hope into their heads like that…or into hers. There had been a few times where Yakko had made promises that just sort of fell through.

Their eyes sparkled, "Really?" the eldest twin gasped.

"Ya' mean it?!" the second one finished.

Yakko nodded "But only under the condition that you don't give your mom a hard time. Deal?"

Their heads nodded furiously and Yakko opened his arms for them to run into embracing each other as if they wouldn't see each other again for a long time.

"We'll miss you…!" They sobbed causing their uncle to tear up a bit.

"Ah...Don't cry guys, you'll make me cry. You don't wanna see a grown man cry do you?"
Both of them shook their heads as Yakko's embrace tightened around the twins, leaving kisses on their foreheads.

"I gotta go now, ok?"

With somber and sleepy nods, both of them took either of Dot's hands so she could put them to bed.

"We'll leave once I tuck them in."

"Ok." Yakko watched as she struts down the hall...was she twisting? Her hips seemed to sway a lot more in that moment than they did all day…he quickly swallowed the ever growing lump in his throat and turned away to focus on literally anything else, shifting a bit awkwardly on his feet.

The last of Wakko's question echoing in his mind…

Dot's husband turned out to be a genuine great guy. Yakko never had his doubts about him, which is why he wasn't so greedy with giving her away but it also made it that much harder knowing how perfect he treated her. Sometimes he wished he was the complete opposite so he could kick his ass and take her away without any objections or regrets.

Maybe what Yakko hated the most was how well they got along with each other. The fox was two years younger than Dot, but he skipped a few grades in middle school and met Dot as a freshman in high school.

Yakko briefly reminisced the days when he used to come over, Dot introducing him as a friend just as she would a female friend. That still didn't stop her brother's from interrogating him. Dot stood on the sideline, a hand covering her and embarrassed face from her brothers' antics.

"Say Allen, why do you look 12?" Yakko inquired.

"Well I am 12." The fox responded with light laughter, he never thought he'd be interrogated by brothers at this young age.

"What are ya' hanging around our sister for?" Wakko's thick accent quizzed.

"She's really nice, pretty smart too can't say that for most of the other superstar students that attend. She also lets me copy her work, when she's not lookin' of course."

The older boys cornered him, both asking "Do you even know who she is? Do you know who we are?"

"Sure, the Warner brothers and the Warner sister," he chuckled before adding, "I am standing inside the famous WB water tower, ain't I?" he sheepishly shrugged before stuffing his hands into his shorts.

This kid was obviously way too cool and level headed for their fiery sister.

Yakko and Wakko rubbed their chins and glanced at each other before forming into a huddle.

"He seems ok!" Wakko approved.

"Then again, he is only 12…but he did skip a few grades…" Yakko murmured.

Wakko laughed and placed a hand on his shoulder, "If he tries anything funny, we'll kick his ass!"

"Ehehe, I can still hear ya'…!"

The last he recalled of that memory was his less than amused sister grabbing her friend's wrist and marching off to a more secluded part of the tower.

Allen stepped out the laundry room with a basket of folded clothes, bringing Yakko back to the present,

"Phew. That's the last of it." Allen noticed Yakko standing at the door; it was odd seeing him so quiet. He was still the same Yakko just a little tamer than the younger Yakko.

"You should show your mug around here more often."

Yakko snapped his attention to her husband, "She's a lot happier when you're around. I know she really misses you, Wakko too…Hell we all do, Yak."

Allen knew they loved each other immensely they were damn near inseparable when he first met them and now Yakko was on the other side of the country teaching college in New York. There wasn't anything wrong with that but he could have taken up the same position here. Allen wasn't around for the falling out and asking Dot about her brother's sudden disappearance just seemed to upset her so he never pressed her about it.

Yakko couldn't help but smirk, "Ya' know Allen, I can say without a shred of doubt that I'm happier when I'm around here too. A lot happier." he admitted with double intent.

The eldest toon noticed the younger one had just come home a mere three hours ago, played with the kids, shared a few drinks with him and Dot and finished the last bit of house work. The guy just didn't quit and Yakko admired his dedication to his sister and his family.

Dot came back through the kitchen to descend the hallway that connected to the foyer, her husband unintentionally blocking her way to Yakko.

This was the perfect visual metaphor and she mentally laughed to herself. Even though her husband was right in front of her she saw through him like glass.

Yakko was just right there and his presence still felt like some sort of dream.

"You didn't have to do that hon, you could have relaxed."

He sighed and slid an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, "That's kinda hard to do when you're not around." he leaned in to kiss her on the lips, it was barely noticeable but, again, Dot hesitated before briefly returning it.

Yakko noticed.

In fact, Yakko felt off witnessing their affection, he was a great guy that worshipped the ground she walked on...he just didn't want him touching her like that, even if that was her husband. He ignored the jealous feeling, he would put that energy towards making their time together unforgettable.

Dot placed her hands on his chest and smirked through lidded eyes, "I-I'll try to hurry back, he'll miss his flight if I stand here any longer."

"Alright, hurry back." he returned the expression with a fanged grin and gave her butt a small pinch. Dot bit her lip at him before sauntering through the front door.

She was still a great actress.

"Yakko, it's great seeing ya' as always. Thanks for helping her with the twins. Have a safe flight."

"Thanks for having me over." Yakko began out the door to join his sister,

"Any time! Remember what I said."

Yakko froze and glanced at him over his shoulder with a certain look of clarity, the door closing on Allen's sincere yet serious expression as their brief conversation ran through his mind again.

He'd never forget it.

"C'mon Yak!" Dot called out; tossing him the familiar keys to his old car he left her.

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The radio is softly playing, their wrists intertwined as Yakko's fingers were interlaced with Dot's; they hadn't let go of each other's hand since they left. Yakko occasionally kissing across her knuckle, eliciting giggles and causing her cheeks to warm along with a familiar longing pooling between her legs. Yakko had at least two hours before his flight took off, the airport wasn't far from their old home that resided on the WB lot, but even closer was a park that the two would sneak off to, to clear the air or prolong their make out sessions or simply play if Wakko decided to join.

"I haven't been here in years." Dot remarked as her eyes scanned their familiar stomping grounds.

"It doesn't look that much different."

It was pretty dark with nothing but a couple of street lights that mainly lit up the basketball court. It barely illuminated the rest of the park, but from what they could distinguish the jungle gym was still the same along with the seesaw, the swing set, and the roundabout; most of them repainted so its hues were more vibrant.

Yakko shut the car off, the R&B music still softly playing from the radio. The current song hitting him with a wave of nostalgia and triggering sweet memories of the little things they used to do with each other: singing along while cleaning, balancing her on his toes so they could dance together, there were a few songs he recognized because of the mix tapes she made for him but the current song also being a song he put on a mix tape he dedicated to her. His cheeks flushed a bit as he strolled down memory lane yet again.

Dot was texting away on her phone, her husband of course. He was pretty protective of her, in spite of knowing she was 100% capable of taking care of herself, 'you can never be too careful' he'd say. She assured him they were both safe and they were waiting for him to board.

The light from Yakko's phone glowed, grabbing his attention. There was a notification about his flight. Upon opening the message he realized that his plane had been delayed due to a mechanical issue and air traffic control.

'…your flight has been rescheduled until 1:56A.M.'

Yakko thought about it, they basically had at least five more hours together. His heart fluttered in his chest, they hadn't spent time alone with each other in years.

"Sweetie, there's been a delay."

Dot broke eye contact with her phone and turned her head to focus on him, "How long?"

"About five hours."

Dot immediately began texting Allen to let him know of the delay. He asked if they were coming back, but Dot insisted that they wait at the airport, they had a lot of catching up to do anyway.

After getting out of the car, Dot began rearranging her backseat by moving her kid's booster seats to the trunk and gathering the two beach towels to lay them out in the back seat. Yakko had gotten out stretching his legs, examining the park and watching his sister's reorganization. He chuckled when he saw the towels, raising a brow.

"Just two?" he hugged her from behind, slowly rocking their bodies in his own happy little daze, nuzzling his cheek against her head to whisper in her ear, "I think we'll need more than that when I'm done with you~." His low tone teased.

Dot broke free of his hold and scoffed, "Are you sure it won't be you that'll be a complete mess when I'm done with you?" she remarked as she made her way to the swings.

"Push me!"

He smiled and joined behind her and pulled the swing back as far as he could before letting go, watching her propel forward until she came back and he began to lightly push her a few times.

Dot giggled, feeling that childlike feeling in her chest and some sort of makeshift liberation. After a while she slowed down, Yakko grabbing the swing by both chains to stop Dot's swinging completely. It was silent, the only noise softly blaring from the radio from the car.

"Dot"
"Yakko"

They both looked at each other and laughed a little and Dot placed her right hand on top of his to hold it, guiding him from behind her until he was in front of her. Her left hand gripped the top of his shirt and yanked him down to her level as she crashed her lips against his.

She had waited so long for this, still bitter at Yakko's decision to break things off and fly across the country and leave his only family behind.

Yakko's hand went to cup her cheeks, eagerly returning the kiss his fingers tangling in her thick, long hair. She had physically changed so much but he was glad that her lips was something familiar; he can tell just from this kiss that she still loved him.

He pulled away to tease her a bit, kneeling down so he was at eye level with her "Still the same old Dot." He smirked and pressed their noses together, slowly nuzzling them in a circular motion.

Dot grinned, "That's what you think. I've learned a few new tricks." and before Yakko knew it she was undoing the single button in the middle of her chest and lowering the straps that held up that beautiful lavender pinup dress to reveal her fuller breasts.

"Whoa…" he breathed, this wasn't his scrawny baby sister he grew up with or that petite young woman left behind. She was barely a B cup the last time they were physically intimate and now she was almost a D cup. "Motherhood's been very kind to you, I see."

Dot gently grabbed her brother's trembling hands, removing his gloves, and placed them on her breasts, "Don't tell me you miss when I was flatter." He swallowed as his fingers finally flexed against her large chest, squeezing and caressing her.

"No, no it's not that…my cute little sister really is a beautiful woman now."

Her cheeks reddened and she could feel the ache from earlier slowly returning between her legs. Yakko kissed her again and this time she moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close; he couldn't go anywhere even if he wanted to, deepening their kiss in the process.

Her tongue ran over his fangs and slowly danced with his tongue. Yakko's hands continued across her chest pinching and rolling her nipples between his thumb and index finger until they became erect, "Ah~ngh..! Th-They're sensitive, ya' know…" she breathed.

"Good. You still make the cutest noise."

"I'm sure you do too." She countered, this time signaling with her hand for him to stand up. When he complied she instantly grabbed his crotch pulling him close and undoing his belt then the button, gazing up at him with clouded lust in her eyes. A look he hadn't seen in such a long time. Finally she unzipped his pants.

"Wow, does Yakko wear underwear again?" she teased as she fished her brother's cock from his boxers, already hard. "You never cease to amaze me at how good you are at hiding this l'il guy."

Flattered, he pressed his right palm into his lips and the side of his face, hardly able to look at her as his blush spread across his face. Dot knew how to get his attention. She knew everything he liked. Sticking out her tongue she moved her face closer and expertly began licking over the head of her brother's dick.

Yakko sighed in satisfaction, his cock twitched with almost each lick and he gripped the swing's chain as he watched his sister continue licking all over his thick shaft with her soft tongue. She beamed up at him leaving a small kiss on his tip before pulling him closer by his pants and burying Yakko's cock in her bosom, squishing them together.

"Aaah~they're so soft…" he laughed a little before adding, "I remember when your chest could..barely wrap around me…" he breathed as Dot began massaging his cock with her breasts, "now you kinda have my whole dick engulfed…"

"How times have changed, right?" He smiled down at her and rubbed between her ears, almost missing that iconic yellow flower she used to wear. Dot felt her cheeks warm up and the last thing Yakko witnessed was Dot's face lovingly softening, before dipping her head down to lick his tip before taking it into her mouth.

"Fuck…" he drawled out with a sigh, "You're amazing sis…" Yakko kept his hand on top of Dot's head, his fingers tangled in her soft tresses.

She purred at his touch swirling her tongue around his tip, tasting a bit of pre-cum in the process. Briefly she pulled back and spat on it eliciting a small moan from her brother, "I haven't forgotten how you like your paizuri. Am I better at them now?" She asked before sliding her breasts along his shaft and proceeded to suck his tip again.

"You were never bad..haa…just not equipped for the job—aaah~ shit…!" She hummed and giggled at his reaction.

The sensation of it all caused Yakko to grip Dot's hair and it wasn't a moment later that he began thrusting what he could into her mouth. Yakko was usually a patient lover, but he seemed so desperate and eager, but Dot didn't mind or care. It had been far too long for that.

She gazed up at Yakko's reddened face he was panting his tongue hanging from the side of his mouth, eyes lustfully glazed over. She secretly loved that she still had the same effect on him after all these years her concentration was broken when he stopped bucking his hips and pulled her head back. His tip came out of her mouth with a messy 'pop'.

"Dot, I need you. Now."
"Me too!"

He takes her hand to help her up and out of the swing, but the surprise came when he turned her around and bent her over the seat. She instantly grabbed the chains so she wouldn't go completely over and almost immediately she could feel his hands traveling from her thighs and pushing her dress around her waist. "Yakkooo…here, like this?"

He could hear the bashfulness in her tone, "Don't get shy on me now. Besides," he leaned over her back to whisper in her ear "I've always wanted to try the swing with you. I know you'll love it."

She felt him tug her panties, the fabric briefly grinding into her crotch and rubbing her clit. Her hips wiggled at an attempt to find relief in the sensation but that abruptly ended when Yakko pushed her panties to the side. Lining his tip up with her entrance, slowly tracing the head up and down her slit.

For a moment she gasped, she never forgot how Yakko felt, but she could immediately tell the difference between her brother and her husband.

"You're so wet…" he marveled before pushing the head of his cock into her, mumbling "Oh…damn…" he breathed.

Dot groaned and gripped the chains tightly, "N-not so rough…"

He smiled kissing her bare shoulder, "I remember you saying that some time ago along with the words "too" and "big""

Dot rolled her eyes at the memory, "Stop stroking your ego and stroke me already!"

"I thought you'd never ask, Princess." He smirked and positioned himself upright; holding Dot by her broadened hips and began pushing her back and forth, slowly at first. He wanted to make her beg.

Dot's breathing grew a little heavy as she felt herself slowly being penetrated, she knew she missed Yakko but she didn't know her body missed him as much, and he was going so slow it was killing her! "Yakko, please!"

"What's the rush? We have a few hours to kill. Besides you said not be rough." He teased while smirking down at her. He kept his right hand steady on her hips, still guiding her on the swing, but he raised his left from her hips and gave her butt cheek a hard smack causing her to yelp rather loudly, "That's for earlier…" he kept up with his slow pace, adding a few more smacks into the mix.

With each smack her moans got louder, squirming against him, desperately trying to ram her hips back into him, but Yakko still had full control of them.

She whined, hating to give him his way, "Please! Please..!" she bit her bottom lip before looking over her shoulder, giving Yakko the most cutest face she could muster at the moment while still looking so desperate, "Please, I need it! Fuck me harder oniichan!"

That lit something in Yakko that he hadn't felt in more than a decade. There really was no one else like his Dot. He pushed her forward on the swing and then back on his dick, loving this new form of control. He pushed her forward again and then slammed her back harder continuing the motion until he found a steady rhythm, making her shout.

"Yes!" she gasped, "Just like that! Don't stop!"

Yakko quickly lift the end of his shirt and held it with his teeth, tracing the curve of his sister's covered back with his eyes until he got to her butt. It was a lot more plump than he last remembered, loving the way she jiggled every time their bodies connected. He kept his eyes on her butt each time he slammed deep into her. He could feel her tightening around him sending him into pure bliss.

"I-It feels so good! I've missed you so much!" She panted; her toes curling and her grip tightening on the swing's chain "I…" her moans were rising by the octave "I'm cumming!"

Yakko panted and slowly pulled out, his cock soaked with Dot's juices, another sight he missed. "Told ya you'd love it."

He pulled her dress down and helped a dazed Dot from the swing, when he turned her around to see her face; he was met with a love drunk look.

"Again... I want more!" she threw her arms around his neck, hopped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, and began rapidly pecking his lips and down his neck.

Yakko grinned sheepishly, catching and holding her by her butt, as they made their way back to the car,

"Anything you want Princess."

---

While engaged in a small heated make-out session, he still managed to open the door to the backseat of the car and sat her down on the edge of the seat, eagerly spreading her legs, lightly tracing his fingers up and down her inner thigh causing her body to slightly tremble. Yakko smiled at the little reaction, pulling away from their kiss with a thin string of saliva connecting them. The radio still playing softly.

Dot just stared at him through clouded, half lidded eyes before she felt him press his lips under her jaw, kissing that sweet spot and eliciting a small gasp, causing her heart to race.

Yakko pressed further into her, easing her back to lie down, peppering her neck and chest with kisses. Dot giggled when he kissed over certain sensitive parts around her neck, and felt a fluttering sensation as he made his way down her chest,

"Yakko…" she moaned sweetly, a small sigh escaping her before she called him again,

"Yakko…we..I wish you'd come home." He froze and gazed up at his sister.

"Me and Wakko are miserable without you too. W-We can't be the Warner Brothers and the Warner sister if there's just one brother, y'know…" she laughed a little to hide the fact that the severe lack of his presence over the years had been killing her inside.

"Even the twins miss you. Every day they bug me about you, begging for me to call you for video chats but they don't understand timezones yet and they think you're in the future." She laughed softly again, feeling the tears prick her eyes,

"S-Sometimes I think they love you more than me." she cupped his cheeks egging him to come closer for another kiss, something he'd never pass up. He hovered above her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, and softly kissed her lips.

"Well," he smiled softly at her, using his thumb to wipe away another threatening tear from her eye, "if I did all that wouldn't that make me unckey of the year?"

She shook her head no, "Of a lifetime" she chortled before adding "but you better act fast, Wakko showed them how he can pop off his head and use it as a ball AND a weapon."

"Damn. Wakko knows all the cooler toon tricks, doesn't he?"

"Well I'm not sure. you've shown me some pretty cool tricks." she bit her bottom lip, the lust returning in her eyes as she briefly glanced down between them for emphasis.

"Hey, my eyes are up here..."

She laughed and there was another kiss, Yakko's hands travelling down to her bust to grope and give her nipples a little pinch, rolling them between his fingers. Dot whined and gripped the scruff of his neck,

"Ah~! I-I told you they..aaah…they're sensitive…!"

His hand traveled further south and disappeared beneath her dress to inspect her covered opening. Her underwear was damp, but that's not what threw him off. The fabric and pattern felt familiar and it excited him. Quickly he sat up and began pushing her dress up to her waist to discover she was wearing red lace panties. She definitely wasn't wearing these earlier and damn she still looked amazing in red.

Dot's face was a little flushed as she pulled the hem of her dress up to her chest "...It was to make up for slapping you earlier," she mumbled, a bit bashful, "but you already got your revenge for that." She pouted.

"Don't think I've gotten it out of my system just yet." He grinned before kissing down her chest past her soft tummy, giving her other secret ticklish spot on the right corner of her waistline some affection causing her to squirm and laugh uncontrollably. God he missed her laugh, he missed her body.

He really missed her.

Finally he reached his destination, pulling her underwear down with little patience just getting one leg through, and pulled her legs apart, placing them on his shoulders wrapping his arms under her legs and gripping her waist; getting an eyeful of her body in the process. Her entire dress was bunched around her upper torso, her own sticky juices seeping from her opening. Dot felt her body heat up under his fascinated gaze and she gripped the towel beneath her with the utmost impatience, "What's taking you so long?!" she huffed but it almost sound like a whine.

Yakko scoffed as he shook his head in mock-disbelief, "I raised a spoiled brat." He said before pressing his lips to her lower ones, giving her a kiss, briefly sucking her puffy lips, instantly he proceeded with tracing his tongue against her slit with a long agonizing lick,

"Always giving you everything you want and you're still so demanding." He continued, licking between each word, "feisty…spoiled…brat…"

Dot shivered and gasped with each lick, and with each lick an excited jolt shot down between her legs. She groaned with anticipation and excitement when he reached her clit. "Aaaah~ harder, lick~ me har~der…" the lust dripping in her voice.

He smirked and went to teasing her clit by flicking at it with his tongue, "Here?" eyeing her face to see her reaction. She gasped and squealed, "Yes!" her face contorting with desperation. She tried to arch her lower back to press further against his tongue, but he held her tightly in place, he had full control again just like on the swing. He could take as much time as he wanted, or keep going even if she begged him to stop.

His tongue swirled around her sensitive nub, until his wet lips kissed and sucked in between.

"Oh Yakko…! Just like that," she could feel her juices leaking between her, her climax steadily approaching, "Y-Yes! There! Right the-!" when he spontaneously pressed his large tongue as deep into her core as he could, thrusting in and out of her and alternating between slurping on her clit. Dot moaned louder, desperate to grind herself against his mouth at her own furious pace.

Yakko let out small growls in between, her voice alone arousing him. He unwound an arm from around her leg and began to stroke himself a few times. Dot chewed her bottom lip, finally! Finally she was able to grind against his mouth with a bit more ease.

Yakko smirked against her, pulling away eliciting a disappointed whine. He then brought up his hand and plunged his middle and index finger deep into her sopping opening and began to rapidly pump it in and out of her until he stopped. With his digits pressed knuckle deep into her and began massaging her g-spot with his finger.

"You feel so good around my fingers, Princess. I can feel it, you're about to cum."

Dot writhed as she clenched against her brother's digits, her cheeks a deep shade of red, "Hnn...! Oooh...! I'm…" her breathing hitched and her legs trembled "I'm—!"

"Come on, cum for your big brother." He softly urged continuing his assault with his fingers. Dot pressed her head into the seat and with a throaty groan as her orgasm burst through her, her juices squirting against Yakko's palm like a fountain; some of it even splashing his cheek. "Damn, Dot!" he murmured to himself before diving back in to greedily lap up her juices.

Dot tried to close her legs to reject him, "N..No…!" she was too sensitive but Yakko pushed her legs back and spread them as far as the confined space would allow, letting his tongue ravage his sister's pussy causing more juices to flow from her.

"MMM! S-Stop! Too much!" she finally managed to sit up, pushing her hand against Yakko's forehead; stubbornly he still kept going until she finally pushed him away hard enough.

Yakko raised his head, dazed and a little miffed that she wouldn't let him keep going, but amused how she pushed him away. He was drenched around his mouth and chin, his tongue licking around his mouth to savor every drop of her. Relieved, she rested her head against the seat to catch her breath.

He chuckled at the mess he made of her and finally released her legs, to stand up outside of the car, and began removing his clothes,

"Is that all you can handle these days?"

"I'm just catching my breath!"

She watched as he began to strip before her, pulling his shirt over his head revealing Yakko's toned build. He was still pretty lean but the muscles on his arms were noticeable and his chest was broader and he had…

"Are those," Dot shot up for a closer look, "abs?!" It was kind of hard to tell Yakko's figure due to him always buying his clothes at least one size up. Dot crawled over to her brother gingerly tracing her fingers over his toned stomach, "When did this happen?" a little smirk finding its way on her lips.

Now feeling a bit bashful to remove his pants completely, he kind of just stood there holding the top of his jeans, watching her "A few years ago…" he breathed, her feathery touch getting to him more than he'd like to admit.

She bit her bottom lip "I like it. You're beautiful too."

He flushed and turned away, looking anywhere but at her, "Ah, c'mon Dot…"

She sat on her knees and wrapped her arms around his neck to gain his attention once again, Yakko was forced to duck his head into the car, but he didn't mind once he found himself in a sweet, heated kiss. Dot's hands began to travel down his neck and past his chest, lingering on his abs for just a moment longer, until she got to the top of his jeans.

She pulled away from the kiss and slowly began stripping Yakko of his pants and underwear, sliding them all the way down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and placed them on the floor of the car and just when he was about to enter the vehicle Dot held a hand up, "Wait."

Resting his arms on the roof of the car, he leaned against the vehicle with his left leg crossing behind his right; a slight baffled look on his face, "What now?" he asked softly, but Dot just continued marveling over his naked body before finally answering,

"You just look really good." practically drooling; her tongue traced over her lips before she bit down on them.

The sight of his practically naked sister lusting over him caused his hard cock to twitch. That didn't go unnoticed. Amused, she leaned over and traced her wet tongue along one the longer bulging veins on the side of his dick…and then it occurred to her, "You didn't cum y—hmmph!?"

There was a build up from simultaneously being aroused and attempting to dodge arousal all day and it didn't help that he had edged himself earlier on the swing. He couldn't help that he shoved some of himself into Dot's mouth. She glared up at him but all he could do was give her a soft sheepish smile, with a little purr. She'd give him his way.

She placed her hands on his waist to keep steady and began bobbing her head back and forth on his shaft, slurping and swirling her head to lubricate his cock with as much saliva as she could, breathing through her nose just like he taught her all those years ago. Then without so much as a warning she opened her mouth wide and swallowed him whole, pressing her mouth all the way down his thick shaft to the base and holding for as long as she could. Gargling and choking against him.

Yakko couldn't hold back and before he knew it he had gripped the back of her head to steady her and began thrusting into the back of her throat causing tears to stream down her face along with a profuse amount of saliva dripping from her mouth. He noticed her face getting red, "You ok, Princess?"

She slowly hummed in approval, the long, deep vibrations felt so good he tossed his head back, elated. He released her mouth for a brief moment and she spat on his dick,

"Aaaah~…! You're so cute when you're gross~!" he lustfully grinned down at her before sliding himself back into her mouth. Dot resumed with bobbing her head on his cock with his previous pace; this time she sucked harder than before.

Yakko's eyes fluttered and rolled, "That's so good…fuck…ff…" he repeated a few times, rasping barely above a whisper, feeling himself growing closer to climax. His hand guided her head a little faster; Dot gagged trying to keep up, his hips bucking into her mouth a few times before holding her head down to the base and releasing deep into her mouth. Dot swallowed every drop, bringing her mouth up to the tip and sucked, just to make sure she did. She then released him with a sloppy 'pop' followed by a thick trail of saliva.

He finally looked down at her, "I love you Dot Warner."

---

For the better half of almost an hour the couple listened to the music, softly singing to each other the nostalgic tunes of the last few decades. Getting lost in their own little world of tunes, holding each other and soft make outs, as if they were teenagers again.

Dot was straddled across Yakko's lap snuggled against his chest, head on his shoulder while her arms locked around his lower back; Yakko had his arm secured around her waist and his other hand tangled in her hair, his fingers idly combing through it. Their tails were tangled together on the seat.

"Yakko?"

"Hm?"

"You're so calm about this…about us…doing this."

"I...I know things are different, but sometimes I like to think it's still just us. I've always known what I wanted. I've always wanted you, but I let other factors in my head too that I…" he sighed and reached for one of her hands to hold, bringing them up to his lips to plant soft kisses across her knuckles.

"Dot…Remember when Wakko came home with Wenndy?" the youngest tilted her head so she could see his face and nodded. "Sweetie, I've never seen such a spark of joy in your eyes before." He kept most of his contact on their hands; he was lacing their fingers together, his thumb running over the back of her hand.

"And I know you've never said anything about it because we said we'd adopt, but I know you and I always know what you want."

He finally looked down at her, "Dot there's just some things in life that I don't know if I could give you. What if it didn't make you happy or what if we didn't want the same thing?"

He gulped, "I did want that life with you Dot and I still do. I wanted you to be my bride and I wanted to start that family with you. Whatever you wanted, but…" he didn't have the strength to speak negative on their relationship or how they felt about each other.

He never could; especially not when they felt so strongly for each other.

"I just wanted you to live a normal life."

A little strange, even though he was sleeping with his sister as a married woman he still felt guiltier about breaking things off with Dot and leaving his siblings behind.

"I'm so sorry. For everything. Especially for leaving you and Wakko like that." Truly one of his only regrets was letting her go.

"I'm not upset," she added resentfulness not completely gone, "anymore…"

She sighed, "I'm more upset knowing that you're miserable." Her hand cupped his cheek, and he instantly placed his larger one over it, his thumb lightly stroking her hand,

"Well I'm fine now that you're here."

"Ugh," she chuckled, "could you be any more cheesy?"

"It's true." He said into her palm.

Dot leaned up to plant a soft kiss on his lips to shut him up. She held it, adding a few more pecks around his mouth, and finally sitting up to position herself to straddle his lap completely.

Yakko runs his hands up her back, playfully nibbling at Dot's lip as she slowly rolled her hips along his hardening shaft.

The intro to the next song began and they didn't catch it a first until...

I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully I don't leave you on your own …
Trips that you plan for the next whole week
…

They pulled away just an inch to exchange a disgruntled look, they both had their opinions on the controversial rappers, but they'd be damned if the song didn't SLAP!

They both rolled their eyes and laughed a little, continuing their session. Yakko's hands resumed roaming his sister's back before they trailed down to her butt, guiding her hips along his shaft.

The song actually setting more of a mood for them than they thought leaving them to briefly wonder how can shitty people create the hottest bedroom music?

And your flex OD, and your sex OD
You got it girl, you got it
…

"Lay down." She whispered, shifting along with him so Yakko could lie on his back, his left leg hanging off the seat, while she remained on top of him, but in the process of moving his cock kept hitting and sliding against her thighs, "Geez, keep that thing under control or I will."

"Yeah? How ya' gonna do that?" he smirked at her and that's when he felt her hand reach between them and flipped it onto his waist line. Without giving it another thought Dot sat on top of it and began lightly sliding her moist opening on is shaft. "That's not control, that's torture..." He murmured, placing is hands on her hips but she instantly grabbed them, holding them there before warning him,

"If you move me, I'll stop." She threatened with a serious look, one of her brows cocked, "Understand?" Yakko gulped before nodding.

"Good." She did a sloppy 360 and was now facing the opposite way of him, leaning over with a smirk of her own so he could get a better view of her lower half. Yakko took this time to sit up and lean against the car door for support. "Are you ready back there?" she condescendingly asked while taking hold of his dick and lining it up with her moist entrance.

"Y..Yeah…" he breathed, as he watched his shaft disappear into Dot; his eyes fluttered and head rolled back against the door with a satisfied sigh. "God…!" he gripped the seat as a giggling Dot slowly slid back and forth, rolling her hips on his dick, relishing every inch and detail of it.

"You feel pretty nice too."

Yakko groaned, doing his best to resist grabbing her waist and pounding her into submission, but she had been letting him have his way this whole time.

He'd let her take care of him.

Biting his lip, he let a hand trace down the curve to the dip of her back, causing her to squirm in delight at the ticklishsensation, and finally taking hold of her waist in his strong grasp. She moaned and giggled, moving her hips at a slow and steady rhythm, ramming her hips further against him. Just how he liked it.

He watched her rock back on his cock, her moist pussy repeatedly swallowing him; getting wetter the more she continued. The back of his head rests comfortably against the back door as he relished in the sensation of his sister, the erotic sloppy sounds of their bodies tickled is ears along with the harmony of her sweet moaning. He wanted to hear more of it and loudly.

"You're still so...amazing sis."

She grinned at the compliment which fueled her hips to move a bit faster. Dot could feel that strong hand that was gripping her waist travel down to her butt, and after a few squeezes, Yakko gave it a firm slap and felt her tighten around his shaft and earning one of those loud moans.

Dot shuddered when she felt his hand move again, missing his grip but soon gasped once she felt him grab the base of her tail, yanking her in an upward position, "H-Hey I said—nnah~fuck!"

Yakko planted his left foot on the floor and began thrusting upward, Dot's body slamming down on his cock with perfect timing, his hand still gripping her tail in place.

"I'm sorry baby; it's just been so long...way too long..." She rolled her eyes it was ok, he didn't have complete control. She continued bouncing on his cock holding onto the handle above the door and the head rest for support, making it easier for her to bounce at a faster pace.

Yakko groaned, "I miss your voice…" he managed to draw out, that same hand now assisting and guiding her body at her own pace. His shaft twitched when he got even more of those loud moans, his eyes rolling delight.

Yakko hadn't felt this type of joy while being intimate in a long time. Every time he tried he just felt that same guilt and shame when Dot walked in on him when they were teenagers. Sex with anyone else almost started feeling like a chore, a chore that he was steadily starting to ignore. And while sex didn't define most of his relationships, being rejected constantly really put a damper on his lover's feelings towards him and eventually they would call it off. Yakko could barely hold a stable relationship, the longest lasting 2½ years and after that, just mere months.

But being with his sister like this, and any other form of intimacy felt so natural, as if their love was supposed to happen but their paths just so happened to cross because they were siblings. But neither of them cared about that, especially not now, because in this moment they were like an unfinished puzzle and the two of them fit together perfectly to complete it.

Dot hummed into a little purr, tossing her head back and looking over her shoulder to see that very familiar glazed over, fascinated look in her brother's eyes. How she missed that gaze, and the many other expressions she could get out of him.

There were a lot of temptations Dot Warner could nimbly resist; Yakko was not one of those temptations. Especially when she realized she had her own certain power over him that made it a little easier to dominate him and the way he looked at her when she did it lit a fire in her.

Growing desperate to see his face she slowed down, breaking Yakko's intense concentration of their bodies connecting to glance at her.

"Dot, I said I was sorry, please don't stop." the panic in his voice so evident that he almost whined himself.

She carefully spun around and helped Yakko sit upward against the seat. "I-I wanna see your face while I fuck your brains out." Her voice was a bit husky as it transcended to a growl. Yakko's shaft was still buried deep in her as she began grinding her hips back and forth.

Yakko's cheeks flushed as he let out an airy laugh, "We could've done it like this in the first place..."

He slowly hissed as Dot worked his shaft, licking his lips as his eyes trailed her body. She looked amazing from all angles, he almost couldn't believe how much she changed…he had to swallow that guilty feeling of being absent from her life for as long as he was.

That familiar strong grip returned to her hips and she briefly leaned forward with her arms around his neck. Yakko felt her body tremble against his at the touch, her grinding becoming more vigorous as Dot's breathing grew heavier, "Haah..you feel so good…" she breathed in his ear "I don't ever… wanna stop this again…!" she rested her forehead against his, eyes closed, as she slowly rode his dick listening to the smooth beat of the song fade out.

I seen how you did homeboy, please take it easier on me…
'Cause I don't wanna no play no games
(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)
I don't wanna play no games, play no games…

Yakko stared at her through half lidded eyes, mesmerized that she could still please him like no other, no matter how much he tried to deny it, but he also felt the guilt. He felt terrible for pushing her away knowing how much they loved each other. His hand went to cup her jaw and she automatically leaned in to kiss him.

"I don't think I want to stop this either…never again." he finally admitted.

It was then a familiar intro to an even smoother beat began to play on the radio they both locked eyes, the song having significant meaning to them both since it was on a mix tape Dot insisted on labeling 'Soundtrack to My Virginity'. This was on there somewhere, side A track 4, if he remembered correctly.

Dot sat up, eyes sparkling at him with a new found luster.

Yakko smirked knowing this song was taking her back to the day he flooded his room with candles and petals, but he also could never forget,

"Ya' know I do remember getting a nice lap dance to this song on my birthday." He recalled, "Mind showing me how it went?"

"I think I can give you better than some silly lap dance." she smiled seductively and leaned in, initiating a slow heated kiss as the smooth, deep voice began,

I want to tease you
I want to please you
I want to show you baby
That I need you

She continued riding Yakko at that slow pace he liked, her hands gripping the top of the seat behind him for support. She moaned into the kiss until he pulled away, now kissing and nipping at her exposed neck earning a shuddering gasp from his sister but she wasn't done with him yet. She clenched his jaw and made him face her by pushing his head back against the seat and tilting it upward,

"I told you I wanna see your face while I fuck your brains out." She quickly sped up her hips, slamming back down on her brother's dick, his blush now spreading across his entire face.

I want your body
'Till the very last drop
I want you to holler
When you want me to stop

Yakko moaned feeling Dot's wet walls clench and unclench at will around his shaft. Damn it all it felt so amazing. He couldn't look away from her even if he wanted to, because of the way she held captive his jaw, forcing him to look at her as she rode him into oblivion.

Yakko but his lip before bearing down on his own jaw, his eyes fluttered, sweat rolling down his face as he tried his damndest not to lose all control and buck mindlessly into her, especially since he loved seeing her on top. She looked as powerful as she did beautiful.

And who can love you like me? (nobody)
Who can sex you like me? (nobody)
Who can treat you like me now, baby? (nobody)
Nobody, baby (nobody)
…

With one hand holding her brothers face and the other still gripping the top seat behind him, Dot couldn't help but just stare at him with a seductive, captivated look.

She grinned watching him try to keep his eyes on her as they fluttered, threatening to close but she'd just shake his face gently, "Eyes on me."

"Yes ma'am." He barely managed above a whsiper, doing exactly as she wanted.

Dot wanted to give her brother everything. Everything he missed before hand and everything he could be having now, but it was so hard to do when time wasn't exactly on their side.

Even if this would be the only and the very last time, she wanted to make it the most memorable.

It had to be…

Yakko saw a tear roll down her cheek in the dim lighting.

"Hey. None of that." He said as soft as he possibly could, his hand instantly returned to her cheek to wipe the tear, pulling her in for another sweet kiss. She deepened it by sliding her tongue in and Yakko instantly knew what the issue was.

She still needed him like he needed her.

Hands roamed and massaged into her back until they got down to her butt, giving it another hard smack and a tight squeeze. Dot gasped loudly and soon the small giggles returned. "Are you going to do that all night?"

"For as long as you allow it, Princess." She grinned as the female voice began the next verse of the song,

I want the night
For me and you
So come here baby
And let me do it to you

He bounces her deeper onto his cock, pulling her all the way up his length and letting gravity do most of the work. She cried out louder as Yakko built up a faster pace. He smirked up at her and licked one of her breasts before popping the nipple in his mouth,

"Haaah..Y-Yak!" her blush spread across her face at the familiar feeling of his tongue teasing her nipples, and after a few rough suckles Yakko could taste something sweet and warm enter his mouth. She clenched around Yakko and he growled at her feeling how close she was.

Don't be afraid
'Cuz I won't bite
I promise to give it to you
Just the way you like

Yakko quickly leaned forward, pushing her back against the middle console, spreading her legs wide and pinning them against the back of the seat, since he couldn't push them over her head, and pounds into her creamy opening. The new position making it so much easier to drill his cock deep into her with more force.

Gazing down at her, he noticed how her broad hips were stuck between the seats; she had no space to shift around like when her body was smaller. She looked so cute stuck like that.

...
And who can treat you like me (nobody)
Who can give you what you need (nobody)
And who can do you all night long (nobody)
Nobody, baby (nobody)
And the band keeps playing on

Yakko finally slowed down is thrusting, slowly pushing himself deep into her, watching her head idly roll against the paneling with a glazed over look and hearts in her eyes as she tried to sing along softly with the song, completely entranced.

…On, on, on, and on, on
Nobody, baby…

Yakko laughed softly from the love-sick look on her reddened face, to that drooling smile, her hair disheveled. He loved it all, he loved seeing her like this and it had been twelve long years since he had.

It had been way too long for everything.

He pressed his forehead to hers and softly sang the part with her,

On, on, on, and on, on
On, on, on, and on, on
On, on, on, and on, on
Nobody baby

He whispered in her ear, "I still love you Dot Warner. You're still mine." He declared as he withdrew his hips from her just to ram himself deep into her making her scream and the car rock forward. He quickly picked up his pace, never taking his eyes off her

"You still love me Princess?" he moaned, her head nodding furiously,

"Yes! Oh..I love you Yakko Warner…!"

"Still my sweet Princess?" He sensually cooed, still softly gazing at her blissed out expression.

"I'm always your sweet Princess! No one else's, just yours! I only wanna be yours!"

"Fuck..." He harshly moaned he loved to hear it and she loved to say it.

"I..." she moaned out, her body twitching and her back arching in the very confined space, "I'm….gonna….I'm gonna….gonna~!" her labored breathing hitched as she clenched her jaw.

"You gonna cum sweetie?"

"Y-Yes!"

"Cum for me, Princess."

He felt her walls clench tightly around him but he still tried to ride out her orgasm at the same rough pace as she gushed against him. Her body spazzed beneath him and for a moment Yakko looked at her worried, she never shook like that before…well there were a few times…

"You ok baby?" he asked softly, trailing kisses up from her cheek to her dangling ears.

Dot panted trying to catch her breath, a bit absent minded, staring at the car ceiling,

"Oh Yakko…every time that song plays, you manage to take me around the world…again…do it again…one more time..."

He chuckled, "I'm just one man sweetheart."

"I know you didn't cum yet…cum in me. Fill me up."

He paused in the middle of his kisses "D-Dot, don't."

She reached for his face, "It's ok. I mean it."

Yakko laid her on her stomach and raised her hips a bit, the next song softly playing another old throwback they used to listen to as kids.

"Let Daddy take care of you." he kissed her shoulder and up her neck and trailed to the base of her ears "just enjoy the ride" he purred. It was just enough to rile her up all over again.

She giggled, "Ok 'Daddy'." she teased. Yakko was charmed to see her ridicule him, it'd be the last time she did it over this.

He slid himself back in her, and they both let out satisfied groans. She was still tight and wet from the recent session and he was already pretty close himself he definitely wouldn't last too much longer.

Yakko slowly rocked himself into her, the car gently shaking, her lower half bouncing forwards with each heavy thrust.

"God you look incredible from this angle Princess…"

"Thank you, Daddy~" she hummed, her tail now swishing from side to side.

Grinning, she rests her cheek on her hands so he could see her face from the side. He gazed at the ever growing mess that their bodies were making. That was a lot of 'cream' and his beautiful sister would probably have her fourth orgasm in a mere few minutes.

She purred and wrapped her tail securely around his waist "Harder Daddy! Fuck me harder Daddy!"

Yakko's cheeks flushed, he finally got to live out two of his recent fantasies tonight. He finally got to try her on the swing and having her call him 'Daddy' was music to his ears.

He bucked his hips harder into her messy opening, thrusts as strong as his love for her, causing his little sister to practically melt beneath him.

"S-So deeeep~!" she squealed, her toes curling in desperation.

"Who's is it, Princess?" he angled her hips a little higher, eliciting a pitched,

"Yours!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that" he smacked her butt again, "Who's is it Princess?" he growled her nickname, yanking her head up by her ears automatically sitting her up on her hands now.

"Yours Daddy!" she felt his hand travel from her ears to around her jaw, holding her in place by her neck as his slow heavy rhythm became rapid.

"Ngghh..! It's all~ yours~ Daddy~…!" her voice oozed, as Yakko continued pounding perfectly into that sweet spot, her fluids dripping onto the covered seats while her tongue hung from her mouth, panting in feverish delight.

Yakko bit his lip. Dying to see her face again as he was about to send her around the world again. It was a sight and accomplishment that he had missed for so long. It took damn near all his might to separate himself from her, but he knew it'd be worth it in the end.

Dot whimpered at the sudden disconnection, her fingers still dug into the towel, clenching the seat for dear life, until he flipped her on her back and placed her right leg over his left shoulder but before Yakko dove back into her he caught her staring at him as if she was hypnotized.

Both of them breathing heavy, damp from the moisture in the air, their hearts beating against their chests. Dot reached her hands up to cup his face and pulls him into a sweet kiss. Once she pulled away, she didn't let go. The hazy, hypnotized look in her half lidded eyes seemed to intensify,

"I love you."
"Only you." he added.

Hunched over, he quickly pushed himself into her, his hips bearing down mercilessly into her slick opening. The right hand stretched out to clutch the car door handle just above her head while his left was still intertwined with her leg on his shoulder.

"I-I love you Daddy! Please fill me up!"

Yakko clamped his eyes shut relishing the sound of her voice and savoring the ever growing warm, tight, wet sensation that was devouring his dick whole. His hand left the door handle to close around his sister's jaw, his fingers flexing against her feeling every vibration that rose from her throat.

Dot's hands traveled down her brother's well toned body, holding onto his sides as they rhythmically pounded into her. His body felt incredible to the touch, she could feel his solid muscles work beneath her fingertip and because Dot's walls tightened yet again she could feel him throbbing and twitching inside her. It still felt incredible; she knew he was at his limit and she was too!

She couldn't even announce her orgasm this time, her fingers did the talking when she dug them into his side, but Yakko still felt it. Dot groaned mixed with little squeals as Yakko's incessant thrusting began to sputter and she finally managed to moan loudly,

"Cum in me big brother~!"

With that, Yakko finally plunged himself deep into her core to shoot his hot load into her, making his sister gasp as she felt each thick squirt coat her walls.

Yakko's eyes briefly rolled back, as he let out a low and throaty grown that turned into a deep growl and he crashed his lips into hers feverishly.

All he could think of was savoring the moment, making it last as much and as best as he could. He pulled out, releasing a bit on her outer lips before roughly plugging himself back into her, pumping his hips a few more times before releasing again and again…

Dot was breathless, "Are…you…still cumming?!"

"MMhmm~" he purred now leaning down and nuzzling into her chest, "It feels so~ good" he droned, his hips slowly pumping in and out of her "Feels so… good…to cum in you~…" his breath strained.

Dazed, Dot could only giggle, "Told you I'd make a mess of you."

After a moment he slowly pulled himself out of her both of them gasping at the feel of being separated, with Dot mildly shuddering at the feel of their mixture leaking from her opening.

Yakko is stretched across the back seat cradling Dot on his chest as she lied between his legs, just resting.

However the eldest's mind was reeling about everything...

He loved this, he still loved her after all his doubts and fears and all this time, but if he started visiting more would this be a regular thing? He sighed; now it only felt wrong because of the 'extra' circumstances. There would have to be rules and boundaries so they wouldn't get caught or give off any suspicion…but how would she feel about it? She may have been ok with their fling this time…

Should he ask?

"Dot...?" he lightly shook her, "Dottie..."
She slowly craned her neck up to glare softly at him. That got her attention. All he could do was smile softly at her, carefully moving the hair from her face.

"I've been thinking-"

"-How dangerous-"

"-and, well maybe…how about you come to New York sometime? Get away from it all; spend a nice vacation with your big brother."

"I heard your little conversation earlier, I'd love to visit. See the snow." She smiled resting her chin on his chest, lovingly gazing at him.

"I was also thinking, if that doesn't work too well…what if I just moved back here?"

Silence

"I...I really do miss you guys..." he rubbed his hand up her back, pressing her against him, the back of his left hand stroking her cheek...

"I really miss you."

Eventually they cleaned themselves up and slipped their clothes back on, Dot trying her best to smooth out her disorderly tresses so it didn't look like she just got done fucking her brother.

They probably still smelled like each other though.

The couple held hands throughout the rest of the ride until they pulled up to the airport. Yakko grabbed his rolling suitcase from her trunk and noticed her shivering a bit and holding her shoulders.

Dot hated airports and he was positive it was cold inside. After briefly digging through his suitcase, he pulled out his jacket and placed it around her shoulders he wrapped his arm around hers and grasped her hand before leading her inside.

Dot followed her brother until she realized the escalator before them took him to TSA and luggage and if you didn't have a ticket to board you couldn't go any further.

When Yakko realized she stopped, he turns back to look at her, their hands practically glued together.

She really did turn out to be a decent actress, but she couldn't fool Yakko.

She may be happy but he knew how she truly felt. He always knew how she truly felt. Maybe that's what scared him.

Dot smiled sadly at him, "Well what are you waiting for? Get outta here ya' dumb animal!" an attempt at a joke was interrupted by a small sob, snot threatening to run down her nose, just like when they were kids.

She sniffled and Yakko chuckled at the scene.

"Are you laughing...at my joke or...my tears?" she hiccupped "I can't tell" Yakko pulled her into a tight embrace, thumb wiping away her tears before he leans down and kisses her on the lips. She finally embraces him back, tightly as if her life depended on it.

There they were again in their own little bubble, lips softy pressing together, Yakko slipping his sister some tongue and she playfully nibbles on his bottom lip.

They had been out of the spotlight for decades so no one really recognized them, also their appearance had changed and most toons didn't travel as leisurely as humans did. Most humans would probably assume them to be a couple anyway since most inkblot style couples were near identical looking.

Slowly they pulled away from each other staring at each other longingly, saying everything while saying nothing. Yakko embraced her one final time whispering in her ear...

Her tear-stained eyes met his hopeful ones and, silently, she gave a firm nod. His smile grew before finally he stepped backwards, still holding hands until they weren't in arms reach anymore and eventually ascended the escalator to navigate his way to the plane.

Dot watched him as she held his jacket closed, desperate to hold anything at the moment.

Yakko turned back to see his sister again and witnessed Dot blow him a kiss. Not taking his eyes off her, he held up his hand and clenched it into a fist as a sign that he caught it and instantly pressed it to his chest and then his lips.

He gave her his final wave goodbye and Dot watched as he slowly disappeared to the next floor.

She stood there a moment, frozen in place thinking about it all. She had violated her marriage in the worst way possible but it felt so good. So liberating to be with the one person she was sure of her whole life.

His final words buzzed in her ear, "If this makes you happy tell me... and I'll always come back. I swear."

They shared their firsts with each other for various occasions.

Their first kiss, first lovemaking, and now their first affair.