Warning: contains yaoi!
"This is stove-top rubber band, arriving at the reception. Over".
The blue and yellow bird smiled and yawned lightly as he heard the pilot from the hallway that led to the helicopter. He waited for the other dodo to show up next to him before leaving his post behind reception and walk just next to him. It was satisfying to end the day at work just like that, having his partner just in front of him instead of having to communicate with him by radio. That also meant they didn't have to talk like soldiers anymore.
"How was your day, Wilbur?" he asked cheerfully.
"It's been fun, as always, even though that wolf girl scared me really badly" Wilbur replied, taking off his headset and adjusting his sunglasses afterwards. Other than his deeper voice, it was hard to tell him apart from his sibling.
"The one who almost lost it in the midst of that flight earlier, right?" Orville tilted his head.
"Yeah, it's clear she's never taken a plane before. Oh well, there's always a first time".
For some reason, the receptionist dodo grew really happy upon seeing his brother come from his helicopter. A lot more than he could ever expect, particularly considering they were actually siblings and they lived together. Yes, Wilbur's job could be dangerous, and the accident he had a few years ago almost made Orville lose it in those moments while the radio wasn't working at all, but no one would expect somebody wanting to be so close to their sibling. Right as they walked their way back home, the receptionist was wondering whether the other dodo shared his feelings for him, which was actually quite hard to tell since they usually talked in quite a militaristic way when working, and when they didn't, the conversation didn't usually last for very long. At least, it was quite fun to cook with Wilbur, especially because of the way he asked for different stuff he might need:
"Five units of apples are required at base Tango".
"Roger that, stove-top!" Orville would reply, eventually causing them to chuckle as he got the fruit.
Obviously, they weren't all that good at cooking, so collaboration in that matter was a must for them. That way, they could manage to make something that would wind up being good enough for them. Having dinner with his brother was quite pleasant as well since he would have an excuse to stare at his eyes through those sunglasses he had rarely seen taken off. Plus, they could chat some more while eating.
"So, do you know about that cat those human girls are losing their minds for? Uh... Raymond?".
"I've heard about him. Considering how popular he is, he's been doing stuff on this island, right?" the pilot commented.
"No, he hasn't, they are seemingly looking for him in several different deserted islands you've been going to lately" Orville commented just after swallowing a bite. "Animals living in those should be glad you go to the islands by chance because, otherwise, they might get bullied by people like those two if they were actually located".
"Why do you think that's one of the airline's policy, otherwise?".
The receptionist sighed as he nodded slowly. He had to admit, the other dodo had a much better eye when it came to finding out what people's intentions were with their actions. Orville was completely unable to tell how that was the case, but it was likely that his training as a pilot made him change some. After all, during their training, as they actually fulfilled different roles, they wouldn't be able to really know what the other was learning in detail. Nor what sort of people they had been interacting with. As such, if something was different since they were kids, other than their voice, they wouldn't be able to tell what it was or the reason behind it.
"True" the dodo said, taking another to his beak and chewing it. "And by the way, are they airing another episode tonight?".
"Mmmmm... I think... Jeez, I hate being uncertain about things" his brother mumbled.
"Yeah, I can relate to that" Orville chuckled lightly. "Having the radio malfunctioning is one of my worst nightmares".
Once their meal was done, they got up from the table and got to wash the dishes. That part of the evening, however, wasn't as fun for the receptionist, as they didn't take quite as long and everything was clean in just under two or three minutes. Thus, none of their communication skills were needed there. Still, going to their bedroom and watching TV was surely pretty satisfying, as the dodo would be able to break away from the day and spend time with his sibling. They had been watching a detective series for quite a while, mostly as Orville seemed so interested in it. Even though he didn't pay attention to its contents, but Wilbur's guesses in the cases, which he nailed perfectly every single time.
"They aren't surprising at all" the dodo with deep voice commented, still wearing his glasses.
"Well, it's quite bizarre that he didn't run away with the money in the first place".
"That guy just wanted revenge, even if he's a greedy jerk. You don't jump to the victim like that if you actually want the money".
By the end of the episode, their bodies were so close together. That was pretty rare; normally they would be looking either to the walls, or looking at each other, but not... almost cuddling. Most of the times that would happen, just like that one, the receptionist would be blushing quite a bit, while his sibling wouldn't pay too much attention. In some cases, however, he'd just smirk at him until he turned to the other side, left his sunglasses on his night table, and went to sleep. By that point, Orville would go to sleep as well, even though he probably wasn't as exhausted as the pilot would be after quite a few flights taken in one day. Sure, they weren't as long as the commercial flights with actual airplanes, although taking some civilians to a deserted island and making sure they would be fine was also quite a task for Wilbur, who, to his surprise, was going to show him that it was a lucky day for him.
"Delta Oscar getting ready to lift off. This is stove-top rubber band, requesting for permission".
The receptionist blushed wildly, knowing what his brother wanted. And he'd be more than pleased to let him go his way. It was probably so wrong, but as long as they weren't considered a couple, they could just consider it as something they simply did as brothers. After all, it was impossible to know where they'd end up after a few months, so dating anyone wouldn't be a great idea for either of them.
"Runway not ready for circulation" Orville mumbled, right as he began undoing his white shirt. "Maintenance tasks are being performed".
"Offering collaboration in preparation labor".
"Accepted. Please proceed carefully".
They both chuckled lightly as they helped each other undo their uniforms, which were obviously identical, while not losing eye contact at any moment, even though Wilbur's glasses were in the way. That wasn't a problem for his brother, though: he considered it, in fact, a part of his sibling's charm, something that he had ended up liking so much.
"Repeat, Delta Oscar ready to spread its wings. No abnormalities detected in the engines" the dodo with sunglasses said with a smirk as soon as they both were totally naked.
"Authorized" Orville mumbled in response with a little smirk. "Proceed with acceleration. Over".
Then the two birds brought their bodies together, particularly their avian crotches, which felt even hotter upon touching. It didn't take long for both to start panting lightly as they kept staring at each other. The receptionist felt quite happy at that moment, aware of the fact that more and better things were to come in a few seconds. From his own brother. It should feel wrong, but the idea of guilt was so out of place for his mind no matter how hard he'd try to make himself think otherwise.
"Lifting off in three. Two. One".
The dodo with no glasses let out a little groan and trembled pleasurably, holding his wings next to Wilbur's, panting more heavily as he made a face showing he was going through a good effort.
He felt something being inserted into his own lower slit, which was obviously his sibling's member making its way inside very slowly but at a steady pace. The pleasure he felt suddenly increased once it touched his own tool, trapped inside the same hole that was being filled.
"Delta Oscar identified under the radar" Orville groaned out in pleasure. "Coordinates seem to be correct. Requesting for status report".
"No anomalies detected" the other dodo replied as he kept thrusting the receptionist. "Sensors report normal values. Slowly approaching cruising speed".
By cruising speed, Wilbur couldn't mean anything other than the point when his cock wouldn't be able to advance any further. While he was waiting for that moment to approach, he got on top of his thrilled brother, who didn't seem to be having such a hard time anymore, even though it was clear he'd need time to get used to the sensation. it was strange to notice that from the receptionist, as he was the one who wished their acts happened more often.
Either way, by the time Orville calmed down, his sibling was about to stop advancing inside his slit as he stared at him with a smirk through those dark sunglasses.
"Cruising speed has been reached. Waiting for instructions".
"Gah..." the dodo under him panted out slowly. "Proceed to start the mission".
That was the moment when the pilot began slowly thrusting the hole he had just inserted himself into, making sure to rub his own cock with the other bird's. They began moaning lowly right away while not breaking visual contact at any moment at all. Their beaks softly touched as Wilbur kept humping the receptionist at that slow but pleasing pace, while those sunglasses briefly slid from the beak they were supposed to be on. The dodo without no glasses at all observed how his brother adjusted them on his face quickly and let out a pleasurable moan, feeling his lower hole starting to feel kinda wet, which was normal considering what they were doing, even if his own member could get quite leaky in no time at all.
"Tower to Delta... P-proceed with stage 2... Over...".
"Here... stove-top... Conditions seem... to be... unfa...".
"D-do it!".
By the point the two birds got really engaged in their sinful act, the receptionist had a hard time keeping up his character, breaking out of it more and more often as the dodo pilot sped up his pace, even though not enough for his brother to slow down and want things to go towards a more casual way. However, it could rarely turn the opposite way and make Wilbur fuck Orville silly, almost like a wolf would do their mate. Almost 2 years had passed since that last happened, though, and to get that to occur, either the dodo with no glasses had to deliberately get his sibling horny or he would have to be gone for some airline meeting (which would often imply major policy changes). Still, it would be quite annoying for the other blue and yellow bird to have to separate from his sibling, even if he would eventually be compensated in such a pleasing way.
That night, it seemed like Wilbur was feeling like getting a lot of pleasure, as he apparently didn't care about the other dodo stopping his talking in their militaristic, silly way, but it wasn't like he'd make him scream in ecstasy either. After all, both of them were into having intimate sex, with their partner being the only one who would be able to hear their own moans. Orville, apart from that, like giving his mate full access to his body for them to explore and find how to please him best, which the dodo with sunglasses took to his advantage to some degree once he started getting a lot more excited than he should be for just having casual sex. The pilot, on the other hand, loved speeding up on his mate progressively while making sure they were ready for more of his own dick. And no, having his slit invaded by someone else's tool wasn't exactly his cup of tea, only letting his brother do so on rare occasions, like his birthday.
"S-stage... Aaaaaaah... Threeeee...".
"R-roger that...".
The sounds their lower parts made as they bounced together became even more noticeable the moment when that dominant dodo sped up his pace even more, as they both became leakier due to all the stimulation. By that point, Wilbur was moving his head towards Orville's head, a clear sign that he was starting to get close.
"Mission... complete..." the receptionist groaned out. "R-return... to base...".
"Rogeeeer...".
They were quite the perfect couple in the bed, to be honest. The dodos knew really well what each other wanted when it came to rubbing their crotches together. The one with no glasses had just announced that he was getting close to the edge, to which his sibling responded to by speeding up his pace to an even greater degree, groaning lowly on his hidden ears. That made him tremble in pleasure, incredibly satisfied by those deep blissful noises.
"Runway in my sight...".
"Proceed... to landing protocol" Orville moaned a bit loudly, mainly due to his excitement.
The pilot then began slowing down his thrusting pace, as part of their landing protocol, while also moving his head away from the receptionist's shoulder. They both loved making that specific moment as intimate as possible, and that was certainly quite difficult if Wilbur was humping the other bird's slit at the speed and roughness he had been doing so until his brother made him aware of his approaching climax. Plus, that gave them some last moments on pleasure right before they'd make such a mess pretty much everywhere. His pants were becoming more noticeable while the other dodo's moans occurred more often, which obviously meant they were terribly close. They were just seconds away from the desired orgasm.
"Wheels... deployed..." the bird with sunglasses groaned out. "Making contact in... Three... Two... One...".
With a final thrust, slow but quite powerful, both of them moaned at a decent volume, especially Orville, as he could feel his slit being flooded with both his seed and his sibling's, and it felt wonderfully hot.
They both panted in ecstasy while staring at each other, no matter the sunglasses between their eyes, and felt the bunch of pleasure through their bodies. The one on top was quite satisfied; the one on the bottom was also extremely happy thanks to the sensation of having the other dodo cuddling him in such an intimate way.
"That... that was fun..." the receptionist commented with a satisfied expression on his face.
"Indeed... Haaaaa... Your insides feel so good... But I'm sure if I should be all this happy about it".
"You mean?" the dodo with no glasses tilted his head.
"You know, we're siblings" the pilot replied. "It's not so normal to hear about siblings having an intimate night together, even if it's just for some casual sex. It probably has its reasons, such as the fact that lots of dynasties crossed relatives together to keep their power on a few people's hands, and... the results were children with lots of diseases. I do remember hearing about one dynasty who literally got wiped off the map because of that and a later war".
"Well, we don't exactly need to worry about it, right?" Orville replied cheerfully. "I mean, we don't need descendants as a part of our jobs...".
"But we're just a handful of dodos in the world by now".
They both chuckled lightly after that comment. It wasn't like their species' extinction would prevent any of them from getting some sleep, especially since they had other things to worry about.
"As long as we both like girls, too..." the receptionist commented. "Hehe, that's a good reason why no one could ever say anything if we ever have fun together or with other men again...".
"And yet there are still people making the effort to point at folks who like things other than their opposite gender... I'm probably not the most open-minded folk that exists, but c'mon... That's just being stuck in the 20th century".
"True, that hell thing is just nonsense to me. Wouldn't 100% straight, yet vicious people end up punished for their high levels of libido? And wouldn't homosexual folks be able to have a traditional relationship with someone else, too?".
"Still" Wilbur said with a chuckle. "Incest isn't something to be bragging about, so we gotta keep this as a secret".
Then he winked at his brother playfully, who winked back in no time at all. Then they both chuckled lowly and yawned, as it was pretty late by that point. After that night, another busy day would come, and they'd have to be ready by then. Of course, the mess they had made would be pretty hard to clean once they'd wake up again, but that was way too much work for both of them at that moment, especially as they didn't wanna really break the intimate moment. The two dodos stared at each other with a tender smile, now laying on their sides, keeping their bodies covered by blue and yellow feathers as close as they could.
"Good night, Orville".
"Good night... Wilbur...".
It didn't take long for both of them to fall asleep, keeping up their smile as the pilot's sunglasses slipped from his face slightly. Obviously no one noticed until much later.