Maligayang Sinulog! VIVA PIT SENIOR! VIVA, VIVA, VIVA!
Guest = What do you suggest? AJ/Ally? This may be a cousin/cousin thing, but sibling/sibling thing is too incest even for me.
Webweirdo332 = I changed the plot. Alvin's not going to be depressed.
Guest #2 = Well, it's not so "Spring Break" anymore, is it?
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Brittany doesn't know how long she's been locking the kids in her arms. But with two of them gone, she couldn't care less. She didn't want to let go, as if somehow, if she does, they might disappear after a blink of her eyes. Her tears streamed down their cheek, dampening her fur, and once again, the same guilt shrouded her, the same guilt she felt at the loss of their son.
First AJ, then next Ally.
She opened her eyes and looked at Bryon and Alienelle's teary orbs, reminded herself how much they resemble their father. She couldn't resist smiling at them, her pride. Her joys. The children she and Alvin made together out of the purest love they could muster. The children she and Alvin worked hard to nurture as laid inside her fertile womb.
Standing in front of her, looking at her eyes were the remaining symbols of Alvin's love for her, and her love for him. Neither of them will be endangered. No one will take them. They belong to her and Alvin, and she swears in her life, no one will take them. Even death can't stop her from watching over them. Nothing can stop her. She vows for herself, the children and most importantly, Alvin.
And what of Ally and AJ? They will come home safely. They will come home without a scratch. If there's so much as one hair out of place, she'll live her life trying to make the one who did this to them suffer. Bet on it. Bet life on it.
And Alvin. Her mate. The master of her life. Her world. Does he blame her for this? If he does, then she'll live the rest of her life trying to satisfy every piece of his body until he forgives her. She can't live a life knowing her mate bears a grudge on her. She can't live a life knowing he doesn't love her anymore. If he wants to beat her for what she did, torment her, make her suffer, then so be it. As long as he still loves her. As long as he still has the passion. As long as he still has the heart, then she will see the bruises as trophies, each bruise assuring her that Alvin is slowly healing and is slowly trying to forgive her.
It's her fault. It's always her fault. She doesn't know why, but she feels like it's her fault. Just as AJ's kidnapping was her fault to begin with. If she hadn't drunk, none of this would have happened.
She stared at their eyes for a moment, sapphire and hazel-brown. She held the gaze before they spoke. "Mommy, is Ally going to okay?" Alienelle asked.
Brittany kissed her forehead. "Of course, sweetie." She managed to widen her smile. "Nothing's going to happen to her. I promise."
She turned behind her and found Alvin's eyes. His face looked like he's holding back tears. She smiled at him.
"You have my word, Alvin. This will never happen again. I promise, I'm going to be a better mother next time. For us." She turned to Bryon and Alienelle and smiled. "For all of us." She kissed their foreheads. "Go back to sleep, kids. Nothing's going to happen to your sister, or your brother. You have my word."
"Mommy. Sleep with us? Please?" Alienelle tugged at her mother's naked fur and looked at her with wide eyes. The same eyes neither Alvin nor Brittany could resist. "Please?" She said again.
Brittany smiled and turned to look at Alvin. As if communicating with their minds, Alvin smiled weakly at her and nodded. She turned back to the kids. "Of course, honey. We'll just get our clothes from our room. We'll be back in a few minutes."
She kissed Alienelle on the forehead before she stood up.
"Why are you guys naked?" Bryon spoke.
Brittany froze up, paused, and blushed madly under her fur. She nearly gasped, but held it to herself. She looked at Bryon and gave a smile. "Go to sleep, Bryon." She couldn't mask the chuckle in her voice.
She took Alvin's paw and gave him a smile. "Let's go."
Alvin nodded and followed her to their bedroom. Inside, Brittany changed into her nightgown. She sighed and sat on the bed, watching Alvin as he changed. Wait, rephrase that - Watched Alvin as the clothes slowly flowed down from his head to his shoulders. The warmth around her suddenly intensified as she stared at her mate's body, slowly being covered by the pajamas inch by inch. Those paws, the paws that skillfully caressed her body. The arms that had been wrapped around her. The chest she had laid on. The lips that had been on hers. The heat intensified around her once more, and she felt the urge to fan herself.
She licked her lips hungrily as her sights found the spot below his hips. The fur and what's underneath it. Once more, and more slowly, she licked her lips with lust as he stared at his godlike body.
"Put your tongue back in your mouth. Or I will." Alvin's voice snapped her out of her fantasy. As she looked at his face, he was already looking and grinning at her.
"What?"
"Your sticking your tongue out. It's really a turn on for me. But that's not surprising. Everything about you turns me on."
Brittany teased him with a grin. Again, she licked her lips in front of him, sticking out her tongue. "Oh?"
"You're teasing me. I swear, you're teasing me."
"Well?" She motioned her finger in a come-here motion. "Come here and get what you want." She tried to put her most seductive voice.
"What about Nelle and Bryon?"
"They can wait for five minutes, right?"
Alvin thought for a minute. "Okay. But five minutes."
With his pajamas on, Alvin approached Brittany on the bed and quickly pressed his lips against hers. Brittany moaned as his tongue found hers inside her mouth. Both tongue fighting for dominance, Brittany was slowly being pushed back into the bed, until she laid on his back, their lips never leaving. She felt Alvin's paw slowly slithering down her thighs, until her skirt. She moaned as he squeezed her femur with his paws, going higher. Alvin laid his hip on top of hers and pulled the hem of her nightgown above her stomach, revealing her soft fur.
"Oh, Alvin..." She knows it's not the first time she said those words. She moaned in pleasure as Alvin massaged her stomach, ruffling the fur.
Alvin pulled out of the kiss, making her moan deeply and disappointedly. His lips made its way down her neck, sucking and giving her hickeys. Brittany found her tongue outside her mouth again, panting hardly in hopes to ease herself from the heat. She felt Alvin's tongue slowly reaching to the most sensitive spot on her stomach, making her nearly scream in pleasure.
"Feeling it?" Alvin asked, his voice sounding so seductive in her ears.
Brittany's voice shook as she panted, as if she was singing from her highest note, dropping octaves quickly to her lowest note. "Take me."
Alvin stuck her out tongue and licked her lifeless one, hanging from her lips in hopes to fan herself from the heat. She felt Alvin positioning himself. He set the hem of her nightgown higher above her stomach reaching her chest, and slowly but quickly, they felt their love being renewed, gluing what was once broken with intimacy and pleasure, combined with the slightest hint of lust and a high amount of passion. She moaned in pleasure, feeling him.
"Oh, Alvin.''
Between the mating, Brittany realized this was one of the few times they mated with their clothes on.
A few more minutes later, Alvin gave a last, satisfied sigh before he collapsed on top of her, both of them overcome with too much pleasure and passion that neither of them could care less of what's going on with the world. She heard Alvin puff his breath on her neck before he lifted his face to look at her. He had a smile on his face, his face flushed, and she could still hear his pants. Alvin moved closer and licked her face multiple times, trying to get his scent on her - an act of showing ownership and possession, reminding her that she belongs to him, and making sure her commitment and his authority as the male remains remembered and intact.
Brittany sniffed in deep, trying to take Alvin's scent deep inside her nose. Oh, his scent was more than satisfying. It was the most arousing thing she had ever taken into her nose. She'd have no problem to be drenched in his scent everyday, to have him lick her all day long. She breathed in deep again as Alvin gave quick licks on her cheeks.
"Oh, Alvin." She made it sound like a moan. "Did I ever tell you how it when you do this?''
''I know that you like it. I wouldn't be doing it if you didn't. And besides, I want everyone reminded that you're mine," Alvin answered. "Did I ever tell you how good you are at mating?"
"A hundred times, yes. But I should be the one telling you that."
"You're so beautiful, and your body is perfect."
"Coming from someone who said the 'I don't love you just because of you body' thing." She joked and smiled. "And I love nothing else that being in your arms for the rest of my life. And after I give birth, we're having more and more children, and I'm going to keep bearing your children until my body can't anymore. Your argument is invalid."
Alvin studied him for a while. "Wow. You're crazy for me, aren't you?"
"Oh, you have no idea."
Alvin chuckled and rolled over, getting off her. He sat up on the bed, and Brittany followed.
"So what are we going to name them? The children I mean."
"When they're born, that's when we're going to name them. They're all girls. Is that okay with you?"
"Gender doesn't have to do with anything, Brit. I'll love them anyways."
"I believe you." Brittany leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Let's go. We don't want anything to happen to Nelle and Bryon."
. . . . . . .
Serene could barely move after hearing what her own voice had said. She doesn't know why, but after she said those words, she felt... good. Free. Relieved. But even so, she still felt herself blushing as mad as she had been in her life. The warmth around her closed, an electric shock surged through her body and for the few times in her life, she felt paralyzed in awkwardness. She looked into his eyes and gulped, regretting what she had said. How come a small act of sympathy turned into his favor? Surely, he wanted to hear that. But she didn't mean to say it. It just came out of sympathy.
But why does feel like her own words striking her? Striking her with the truth. The truth that she likes him. Does she? Of course she does, and she's decided that several minutes ago. But what's the problem? She doesn't know. The feelings are just rushing faster than she can register, making her confused.
She looked into AJ's eyes, and instead of waiting for an answer, she found herself admiring the brown streak on his pupils. She had to admit, they were pretty... cute. Gorgeous, even. Okay, maybe she hadn't seen up close for so long before, and she hadn't found the goodness. But now, oh, were they cute. They were like sweet honeys with streaks of brown.
Finally hearing AJ's voice, she snapped out of her thoughts quickly. "R-Really?" AJ asked.
Serene gulped again, regretting that she had said those words. But another part of her - the dominant part - told her that it felt so right. Then again, she was confused. "Y-Yes, I do," She answered, though her voice sounded so low it was barely above a whisper. Perhaps it was just the awkwardness. Or maybe because she's shy. But what's the difference?
She sensed AJ scooting closer to her, and for once, she allowed him. "Why? I thought there was a wall between cousins."
"Yes. But, I'm just confused."
"Why? Of what?"
Serene knew she couldn't tell him. Not yet, at least. Looking around the cage - regretting she had done so -, her claustrophobia struck her again, and she was unable to answer his question. "A-Alvin?" She called out, her voice fearful. She felt herself moving closer to him, reluctantly and fearfully placing her paw on his for comfort. "Alvin..."
AJ held her shoulders and turned her to him. "Don't look at the cage Serene. Look at me," AJ told her.
'I can't, I won't be able to take my eyes off,' she thought, but didn't say. But she did as he has told, looking straight into his pupils.
"Serene, please trust me. Nothing is happening. The space isn't getting smaller, okay? It's just your imagination. I'm not going to let anything happen to you, believe me."
Then again, Serene lost control of her arms. Without thinking, her arms wrapped around AJ's body again, feeling his warmth somewhat safe and comfortable. Then the feeling of fear vanished soon after.
I hadn't been sleeping so much, so... Sorry for the errors as I am too lazy to check on them.
This wasn't supposed to be the ending, but since I don't want the story to end so soon, I divided the original chapter into two. So, the next chapter (The other half of this) should come shortly.
If there's anything you want to happen in this story, tell me. I don't want to end it so soon.
And since I don't want to end it so soon, got a better title for the chapter? It'll really help a lot, guys. Thanks.