Don’t Take Your Guns To Town

Once Cad got his brother's nod, a grin pulled across his lips as an excited thrill went through him, his forelegs tightening around Ouro's hips and drawing him closer with eager, heady lust. Cad nuzzled and nibbled along his brother's throat and chest while he positioned himself just so and once they were both ready he pressed his hips forward, joining them together in a way he rarely got to feel. A deep groan of pleasure escaped him as his pale eyes rolled back behind fluttering eyelids. His claws gripped his brother, pressing against his skin, while he gradually brought them together, deeper and deeper until there was no space left between them and Cad's world was spinning with the intense pleasure rushing through him. Tipping his muzzle up, he caught Ouro's lips in another passionate kiss, tasting his mouth and sharing the sounds of pleasure that getting to feel his brother like this was bringing him. The soft fur on his lower belly and his paw that slipped away from Ouro's hip to come between them while he enjoyed his brother ensured that Ouro was feeling just as much pleasure if not more with every strong roll of his hips, their growls and groans filling the quiet morning air.

When he had gotten them both to their heights of pleasure and ensured that they both had a wonderful start to their morning, he rolled off of his brother with a satisfied sigh, grinning as he snuggled up to Ouro's side and rested his head on the slightly larger brute's chest. "Spoiling me already," he said with a chuckle, nuzzling into Ouro's fur. He couldn't remember a time when he and Ouro hadn't been like this. It felt like from the very beginning they had been two halves to the same whole and that closeness had only grown deeper and more entwined after they had struck out on their own. Falling asleep and waking up tangled up together was exactly how Cad wanted to end and begin each of his days and luckily Ouro seemed to have not a single complaint. His paw traced up and down along Ouro's side while his foreleg was draped across his stomach, feeling his white and gray fur passing leisurely through his claws while they both savored those last moments of after glow and satisfaction.

Once he was slightly more willing to entertain the idea of getting their day started, he turned his matching gaze up toward Ouro's, giving him a light kiss before asking, "Have any ideas for what you'd like to do today? Or which direction you'd like to head?" With no one to answer to besides themselves he usually defaulted to Ouro to make the bulk of their decisions. He was always more than happy to go along with whatever wicked plans his brother came up with or whatever other little wolf he decided to pull into their lecherous fun, he just needed Ouro to say the word and tell him what he felt like doing.

"Ouro & Cad"