New Bed
By the time Johanna became aware of the world again, the other three were up, dressed, fed, and working on emptying more boxes (now mostly books and nick-knacks), arranging the contents around the living room in little groups depending on which room they would ultimately end up in.  The female Dalmatian took the stairs one slow step at a time, settling her foot on each for a moment before committing to the next, as if to make sure none of them were just phantoms of her dreams.  Dane chuckled when he noticed her, about halfway down, hair still a mess and wearing nothing but the t-shirt she’d had in the bedroom...and from this angle, it was easy to see she really wore nothing else.
“Heh...why’d you even bother with the shirt, if that’s all you were going to put on?” her brother rolled his eyes as he reached her, offering her a hand for extra safety down the remaining steps.
Johanna peeked one eye open to look at him, then briefly down at the shirt covering her top half, as if she didn’t remember putting that much on.  “...‘As in th’ way,” she mumbled at last, taking the next step down toward the kitchen.  Dane directed her to the couch instead, and brought her favorite mug to her, then rejoined Ares and Gemi in unboxing.  Twenty minutes and half a mug later, she was alert and functional again...and still elected to remain in just her shirt.  “The truck will be here about 2:00 with the bed,” she advised, scanning through the notifications on her phone, “I’ll put pants on before then,” she promised, laying back on the sofa to finish scrolling through her emails.
Gemini took a quick survey of the remaining packages.  They’d unloaded and placed all the actual furniture yesterday before calling it a night, and Dane and Ares would (probably) take on the task of hauling in the washer and dryer now that Johanna was awake.  That didn’t really leave any heaving lifting from this point forward...so with a wide grin, the Doberman shimmied out of her pants as well, tossing them over the back of the couch.  “No-pants day!  I love it!” she giggled, deliberately turning her back to Dane before bending over to dig a handful of books out of a box by the couch.
“Stop it,” Dane chuckled, rolling his eyes, “Ares and I still have to go outside at least a couple more times today.”
“Better make it quick if you want to enjoy this with us, then,” his girlfriend winked.
“Or you could just go outside pantless,” Johanna remarked absently, as if not really paying attention to what she was saying.  Although it was true they were situated on a nice, wooded lot, they weren’t quite far enough from all their neighbors for Dane to be comfortable with that...and besides, he and Ares would need the protection for their legs more than their modesty.
They did take Gemi’s advice, though, and left the boxes to the girls for a moment to handle the heftier work of bringing in the last two major appliances...which proved easier than Dane expected, to be honest, thanks in no small part to Ares’ muscle.
“Nice work,” the Dalmatian complimented as they stepped back to admire the newly installed and fully hooked-up machines, “Man, that was way easier than getting them out of the apartment was.”
“Yeah, Johanna’s a tough cookie, but she’s not packing anything like these,” the larger Doberman chuckled, flexing one arm until it stretched the sleeve of his shirt.  Dane just chuckled and nodded his agreement, then started for the door...until Ares closed it ahead of him, and leaned a broad shoulder against it.  “Speaking of sweetcakes...did you guys watch it?”
Dane arched a brow, but nodded clear affirmation.  “Yeah...kind of played along with it as we did, too,” he admitted with a sheepish smile.
“Good.  Then you know what she asked me to do today,” Ares nodded, and noted the way Dane’s cheeks turned faintly pink.
“Yeah,” the Dalmatian confirmed, “Actually, about that —”
Ares put up a hand to tell him to hold that thought.  “She told me after she killed the feed that is was just part of the act, to make the video more exciting.  She’s not really going to make me beg you for anything in exchange for her affection.  That said,” he tilted his own head thoughtfully, “She definitely wants you to know I belong to you as much as to her...maybe even more.  And honestly...I’m fine with that.  Especially if she gets a rise out of it.  So no pity wuffs, but for her sake think of something you’d actually like to do with me sometime today.  I’ll go along with whatever, so don’t worry about talking me into it.”
Dane tried hard not to look embarrassed, and somehow ended up coming across as smug instead.  “I don’t think she gets half as much a rise from it as your sister...but, as I was about to say, I’ve already got something in mind for tonight, after the bed arrives.  So if Johanna asks, just tell her to be patient.  We won’t disappoint her,” he winked.  Then, leaning back against the newly installed washing machine, he fished his phone out of his pocket.  “Of course, if you want to send her a little treat right now...”  He pointed at the floor, indicating Ares should get down on his knees.
Taking his cue surprisingly well, Ares got on both knees in front of Dane, and unzipped the Dalmatian’s pants without even being asked.  Pulling his sheath and sac out of the opening, Ares carefully fondled his balls while awaiting further instructions.  “You sure you’re not into this?” Dane chuckled, trying to hide his own embarrassment.
“I’m into doing what she tells me to...and that’s mostly been to do you what you tell me to,” the larger Doberman chuckled back, noticing Dane’s bone starting to peek from his sheath.  “So, what did you have in mind?  Blowjob?  Doggy-style?”
“Stop it, or I’m not going to have the nerve to take the picture,” Dane insisted, his cheeks turning red at Ares’ suggestions.  Flipping on the camera function of his phone, the Dalmatian turned a little to one side and held it above them, until the screen showed a clear view down his body to the Doberman between his legs.  “Just...act like I’m about to make you suck me off,” Dane suggested, reaching down with his free hand to gently grab one of Ares’ ears in a gesture of domination, “That should be enough to tide them over.”
Ares obeyed by leaning his face in close to Dane’s crotch, nestling his nose into the little pocket between sheath and sac, and kissing the fuzzy balls submissively.  He heard the shutter click, and reached out his tongue to lap at the warm skin a couple of times, feeling Dane’s bone extend out over his muzzle until the tip rested on his forehead.  The shutter clicked a couple more times.  “Oh, wuff, Ares,” the Dalmatian sighed, squeezing the ear in his grasp, “Don’t overdo it.  You’re actually starting to look hot.”
Drawing his tongue up the underside of Dane’s sheath and bone, Ares paused with the length of it resting flat on his tongue and his mouth opened around the tip.  He peeked one eye open as the shutter clicked again, and Dane let his arm relax.  His friend stayed on his knees, holding the pose and seeming to ask a question with his eyes.  Dane’s cheeks where flushed with embarrassment...and maybe just a hint of something else.  “Um...if you want to...or wouldn’t mind...just once, though...”
Ares closed his eyes again, and closed his lips around the warm, slick skin of Dane’s bone, and slid down it all the way to the sheath, sucking gently.  He felt Dane’s hand move from his ear to his forehead, pushing him back gently.  “Ah! Wuff! Stop!”
The Doberman on his knees obediently opened his mouth and let the Dalmatian fall free...though the rock-hard bone didn’t “fall” very much, and twitched a couple of times with growing arousal.  “Hehe, are you sure you’re not into this?” Ares smirked, “Want me to keep going?”
“No,” Dane huffed, reaching down to pull up the zipper of his pants, though he had to stuff his bits uncomfortably inside, “I want a good load to give you tonight, while she watches.  But wuff, you really go the full nine yards.”
“She deserves nothing less,” Ares shrugged, standing back up before his knees could begin to complain, “Did you get a good shot?”
They were interrupted by a little squeal from the living-room, and quickly joined back up with the girls.  Gemini was bouncing around happily with her phone in her hand.  “I got a job!” she announced cheerfully when the boys entered the room.  “Mountain Skate-a-Way wants me to be one of their DJs!”
Dane blinked at her, happy but surprised.  She’d only started job-hunting that week.  “That...was fast,” he remarked, “I thought they already had at least two.  How many do they need?”
“Weeeell,” Gemi rolled her eyes to the side, as if a little ashamed of what she was about to confess, “James said they’ve been looking for a good excuse to get rid of Darrel.  Apparently he creeps some of the regulars out when he’s in the box.  His manager thinks they’ll be more comfortable with a girl in the position, so I’m in.”
“Ha, good work, sis,” Ares congratulated, giving her a firm pat on the back.
“Told ya it pays to have connections,” the female Doberman winked.
“It was fast,” Johanna remarked from the couch, scrolling through something on her phone as usual, “Even I’m impressed.  Congratulations, sugarcube.”
For a moment, Dane did a pretty good impression of his sister, tapping away at the screen of his own phone with a smirk.  “And here’s you a congratulatory picture to enjoy,” her boyfriend chuckled, as both her and Johanna’s phones chimed at receiving a message.
Gemini’s chin nearly fell on the floor when she saw it.  “Oh...gods forgotten...did I interrupt this?” she giggled.  It was the one of Ares with mouth open and Dane’s bone resting on his tongue, waiting to be swallowed.
“Heh, not exactly,” Dane admitted with a sheepish smile, “We were just posing, really.  Thought you and Johanna might like it.”
“So he didn’t get to finish you, then?” Johanna asked absently, “Disappointing.  I mean, this picture’s hot, but I’d like one of him wearing your spunk.”  
Dane blushed and cringed a little at the visual.  Gemi grinned deviously, catching the waist of his pants and pulling him into a firm kiss before sinking to her knees beside his leg.  “Hey, brother...come down here,” she cooed to Ares, on Dane’s other side.  The larger Doberman knelt beside her as she opened her (surprised, slightly nervous) boyfriend’s pants.  “Remember when we were kids, and Mom and Dad would only buy us one icecream to share?” she gave him a sly look, sticking just the tip of her tongue out to lick Dane’s exposed bone playfully, “I’m ready to share a treat with you again...”
“Oh wuff,” Dane hissed as both siblings pressed cheeks together, tongues reaching for his sensitive skin while his heart tripled its pace in his chest...
“Bed’s here,” Johanna remarked idly, tapping a confirmation notice on her phone as the sound of a large truck began moving up their driveway, “They got here early.”
“Oh, poo!” Gemi huffed, getting quickly to her feet and dancing into the pair of pants she’d discarded earlier.  Johanna trotted up the stairs to pull on some pants of her own, and left answering the door to Dane and Ares...both of whom were sporting slightly uncomfortable bulges in their own pants, though Dane was clearly the more conscientious of it, and desperately hoped the delivery guys didn’t notice.
The burly delivery crew had to make three trips to get all the pieces of the frame up to the attic...and then it took all six of them to wrestle the massive mattress up to join it, amid much huffing and puffing and possible regrets about this particular decision.  Once it was done, though, (and the delivery crew safely ejected) they couldn’t help but think the new furniture looked extra comfy and inviting in the new master-bedroom...and all flopped onto it almost in unison, with contented sighs all around.
“It’s so big,” Gemi giggled, “We could practice gymnastics on this thing!”
“I’d rather do yoga,” Dane chuckled, giving her a wink.
“Maybe now I won’t kick anyone in the face in my sleep,” Johanna suggested, tapping something on her phone before laying it on one of the bedside tables.  “Okay, before we get too comfy, you two take the first shower,” she indicated Dane and Ares, “Gemi and I will go when you’re done.  Then we can break this thing in.”
“Heh, shouldn’t it be ladies first?” Ares suggested, “We might not leave enough hot water for you.”
“That’s sweet, sugarstick, but Gemi and I are going to load up the drawers while you’re washing up,” she indicated the handful of boxes in the corner of the room, while Gemini tried to hide her grin behind her hand.  Most of what was left in those was her collection of toys and games, all decidedly bedroom-oriented.  She was finally going to have a suitable place for all of them, and maybe a few clothes besides, conveniently handy in the under-bed drawers.
“We could always just skip the showers, at least until later,” Dane shrugged, “I actually think it’s kind of nice when your scent is strong.”
His sister looked at him, tilting her head to one side as she lay on the bed...then sat up and pulled her shirt over her head, dropping it into the floor and waving her brother over.  “Sniff,” she instructed, lifting both arms over her head.  With a chuckle, Dane tucked his nose up under one and inhaled deeply.  “Acceptable?” Johanna coaxed as he finished the breath...and was answered by the tickle of his tongue in her pit.  “Alright,” the female Dalmatian relented, unfastening her pants, “Who do you want to wuff in your new bed first, then?”
“My new bed?” Dane chuckled, quirking a brow, “It’s ours, you know.  If anyone has any kind of exclusive claim to it, that would actually be you.”
But his sister shook her head, sliding her pants off her ankles and sending them to join her shirt before turning to lean against him with his face pressed between her breasts.  “I bought it for you,” she told him flatly, “Same as the house.  You make me feel safe, and happy...so these things are my way of showing gratitude.”  She kissed the top of his head.  “It, and everything in it, belongs to you...especially me,” she promised softly, relaxing her grip a little bit so he could look up at her face, “So...who do you want first, brother?”
“Oh, wuff, sis,” Dane panted, cheeks flushed with desire as he realized Gemi was already sitting beside her, naked as her birthday and awaiting his decision with a sultry smile, and Ares was just crawling onto the bed to join them after stepping out of his pants, “I...might be about to disappoint you, then,” he smiled sheepishly.
“Only if you don’t climax,” she promised, “Or make a choice.”
Dane swallowed the nervous feeling crawling into his stomach.  He’d promised Gemi to try harder, and himself that it was going to start today.  So with a deep breath, he answered her, “Then I’m going to wuff you first...in the muffin,” he added, expecting her to stop him at that statement, but was surprised to find she waited patiently for him to finish explaining, “Using Ares as the condom.”
Her eyes widened for a second.  “Oh...oh, I like this idea,” she nodded, laying back and reaching out with one hand to fondle Ares’ balls and sheath, though it was Dane’s she was staring at with a sudden and obvious hunger, “Yes...that’s a condom I could trust.  Gemi, get the lube, please...and the cuffs.”
Ares’ tail wagged involuntarily for a moment, as he eased out of Johanna’s hand and crawled around between her knees, backing off the edge of the bed as she scooted closer to it and keeping bent over with tail lifted in her brother’s direction.  “Heh, and a rubber for me,” he added as Gemini opened her Box-o’-Kinks, which she’d kept handy on the nightstands.
“Don’t be silly,” Johanna remarked softly, kissing her boyfriend’s cheek, “Nobody wears two condoms.  That’s just overkill.”
Ares quirked a brow at her...and so did Dane, behind him, both surprised at her argument.  “Uh, I don’t mind being in the middle of this little game,” Ares tilted his head, “But if I come, you can still get—”
She tucked one leg up tight, bracing her foot against his strong chest, and pushed him back to create just a little space between them.  For possibly the first time in as long as Ares could remember, Johanna looked genuinely annoyed.  “Don’t insult my intelligence,” she warned in a tone that was at least softer than her expression, “Fun and games or not, I know exactly what the risk is...and I am taking it.  If I bear your pups, that will be fine.  Consider it your reward for letting brother use you this way, and enjoy it.”
Both of the boys blinked in surprise, and nodded silent acquiescence.  Even Dane hadn’t thought she’d take to the idea this much...
Gemi returned with the cuffs in one hand and a palm-full of lube in the other.  She handed the little tiger-stripe-padded restraints off to Dane with a sly smile.  “You get him ready, and I’ll get you ready,” she cooed, stroking her slick hand slowly up and down his bone.  Dane moaned softly as she greased him up, and carefully locked Ares’ wrists in the padded restraints, binding his hands behind his back and forcing him to rely on Dane and Johanna to hold him in position.
Gemini leaned up and kissed Dane hotly on the lips.  “Time to put on your protection,” she whispered to him, pressing the tip of his bone down against her brother’s back door.  Dane pulled back on the chain of the cuffs, rocking Ares back against him...and slipped inside rather more quickly than he’d meant to.  The large Doberman grunted and grit his teeth, but made no other protest.
Johanna scooted a little closer to the edge of the bed, thighs spread around Ares’ hips and her heels tucked against Dane’s tush.  Gemini reached down to guide her brother’s bone down and nestle the tip against its target just as she’d helped her boyfriend.  “Mm...wuff me hard, brother,” Johanna begged, gently nudging Dane’s hips with her heels.  “And you,” she caught Gemi’s wrist before she could let go of Ares’ bone, pulling the female Doberman onto the bed and patting the mattress above her head, “Up here.”
Gemi’s tongue lolled as she realized what Johanna planned to do...and that the female Dalmatian was effectively having all three of them at one go.  The Doberman’s muffin was already wet with lust before Johanna’s tongue ever touched it, and Gemi kneaded her own breasts as she straddled her best friend’s muzzle and watched her boyfriend slowly but firmly wuff her brother, driving him into the girl beneath her.  “Oh...wuff...” Gemi whined, feeling all tight and tingly even without a tongue lapping at her pearl.
“Ares,” Johanna called softly from between her bestie’s knees, pausing her hungry licking for a moment, “Will you take it for me?  Please?  I always let him put it in...”
He didn’t have to ask what she was referring to.  They had mentioned before that Dane’s knot was the one thing he had bigger than Ares...and now that he felt it bumping up against his back door, the Doberman had to admit it was somewhat intimidating.  “Mmph...you ask a lot, you know,” he growled against his girlfriend’s breasts, barely suspended above her by the combination of her arms under his shoulders and Dane pulling back on the cuffs.
“I do,” the Dalmatian admitted, running her tongue between Gemi’s folds again as the female Doberman’s breathing starting coming quick and hard, “I’ll make it up to you.  I’ll wake you with a blowjob in the morning.  Will you do it?”
Ares chuckled, knowing full well there was no way she would wake up before him.  Despite that, he took a deep breath and said over his shoulder, “Alright, buddy...knot me.”
Steadying himself with a deep breath of his own, Dane exchanged his grip on the cuffs for a grip on each of Ares’ wrists, then leaned in hard as they pulled against each other.  Ares growled through his grit teeth as Dane’s knot slid slowly but insistently through...
“Augh...wuff...how do you take this on the regular?” the male Doberman panted, feeling barely able to move comfortably with his backside so full.
Any answer Johanna might have given was interrupted by a soft squeal from the Doberman above her.  Tongue lolling shamelessly and eyes fixed lustily on her brother’s conquered tail, Gemi looked barely capable of maintaining her balance as the climax overtook her, dripping the nectar of her pleasure onto Johanna’s face.  The Dalmatian kissed the sopping-wet fur once, and otherwise made no effort to clean or contain the mess as it decorated her.
Breathing heavily with her own approaching climax, and wearing his sister’s nectar brazenly on her face, Johanna leaned up to give Ares a full kiss on the lips, sharing Gemi’s scent and taste with him.  “Now me, brother,” she panted over the Doberman’s shoulder when they broke, “Knot me.”
She and her boyfriend both groaned as Dane drove hard into the Doberman’s backside, rocking his hips forward firmly and forcing his own knot into Johanna’s tunnel.  The female Dalmatian sighed with satisfaction, locking her heels on Dane’s hips, and licked Are’s face affectionately as she felt the tell-tale twitches beginning inside her.  “Howl as much as you like,” she whispered softly in the Doberman’s ear, reminding him that they had a whole house now, and a wooded lot around it, to shield the neighbors from the sound of his pleasure.
And howl he did, pouring his pleasure into her while his voice cried out an ancient song to the heavens.  Johanna clenched around him, both inside and out, whimpering just slightly as the sheer volume of him hurt her ears a little and the feel of his climax gushing into her tipped her over the edge of her own climax.  Reaching around Ares with one hand, she found Dane’s arm, and the siblings knit fingers while she trembled in the throes of her orgasm.
“Mmph...that is...a really weird feeling,” Ares panted as he began to come back down from the peak, looking back over his shoulder as if to assess the damage done beneath his tail.  Dane could only nod, face scrunched up and squeezing Johanna’s hand, as he twitched and bucked softly against the larger Doberman’s rump.
Johanna blinked and tilted her head, looking curiously at her brother.  “You came?”  Dane nodded again, and Johanna leaned back to gift Ares with another long, soft kiss on the lips.  “Good boy.  You earned everything you get tonight.  Or tomorrow.  Whenever I can find that muzzle.  I promise not to make you wait long.”  Then she laid back on the mattress and relaxed, letting both of her boys rest their weight on top of her, as they all panted for breath to cool their bodies and waited for the knots to come undone.
A faint click made Johanna peek one eye open.  “Souvenir,” Gemi giggled, turning Johanna’s phone around so she could see the photo the other female had snapped of all of them piled on top of each other.  Setting the device aside again, Gemi leaned down and kissed Johanna’s cheek gently.  “Sorry about the mess.  You look delicious in it, though,” she confessed, lightly licking at her bestie’s pleasure-matted cheek.
“It’s okay,” Johanna promised, returning the licks affectionately, “I’ll drink you next time.  I thought the boys might like the look of it, though.”
“Well you thought right,” Dane chuckled, his own cheek pressed against Ares’ back.
“Now stop that, or we’re going to be stuck here until morning,” Ares added, watching his sister clean his girlfriend’s face and wishing to join her.
With a giggle, Gemini crawled around to lay beside them, and settled for sharing soft kisses with Johanna instead...a picture that was only slightly less erotic to their respective siblings, but didn’t cause the knots to linger unnecessarily long.  Roughly half an hour later, with a soft sigh all around, the trio slid free of each other.
Ares had barely gotten out from over her when Johanna rolled onto her side and drew her knees up even with her hips.  Reaching down with one hand, she shamelessly lifted one cheek of her rump, exposing her own back door to her brother’s eyes.  “No condom this time,” she requested softly, “I want you directly in me.”
Dane chuckled, sidling up to the edge of the bed.  “Mouth, muffin, and tail...guess it’s a good thing we decided to postpone the showers, huh?”
“Maybe,” his sister sighed as the tip of him slid between her cheeks, “I could always take more than one.”  She hugged her knees to her breasts, exhaling slowly as Dane eased up inside her.  As his knot pressed against her stretching rim, Gemini distracted her with a kiss, wrestling tongues inside the Dalmatian’s mouth.  Johanna groaned into her throat as Dane gently pulled in on her shoulder and tail, rocking his knot against her backdoor, and broke the kiss before she could accidentally bite the Doberman’s tongue.  
“Oh, wuff, you look hot,” Gemini sighed, licking Johanna’s chin, “Will you mind if I watch?”
With her teeth grit and eyes squeezed shut from the effort, the female Dalmatian just shook her head as she pressed back against her brother as best she could, lifting one leg to open herself up more.  “Help yourself,” she whispered, “But you’d better hurry, or you’ll miss the good part.”
Gemi ran her tongue over her lips, crawling lower and a little over Johanna’s hip.  She kissed the Dalmatian’s  rump softly, helping to hold her open as she admired her stuffed tail-hole with a mix of lust and envy...and just a little bit of admiration as Dane began to slide inside.  Johanna gasped as the knot finally popped inside with a slight jerk, and lay down on her side with one ankle on his shoulder, breathing hard and kneading her own spotted breasts.  “Oh, wuff,” Gemini repeated, her stubby tail wagging above Johanna’s nose as she leaned down to kiss Dane’s tummy just above his sister’s rump.
The female Doberman squeaked as a warm tongue slid over her nethers before her own fingers could find them.  Ares alternated between licking his sister’s pearl and sharing the taste of her arousal with his girlfriend in short, wet kisses.  Johanna’s tail wagged lazily as Dane began rocking inside her and Gemi began to openly coo in appreciation of her brother’s attentions.
“Ooo...why is it...so good...like this?” Gemi whined as her breath started to become labored again, in between planting little kisses across Johanna’s knotted tush.
“I don’t know,” Johanna panted in answer, “But I love it.  Harder, brother,” she begged, and Dane grunted as he rocked against her a little more firmly.  There were still limits to how much he was comfortable pushing, and he wasn’t entirely sure she actually meant half of her encouragement.  Maybe she just wanted to reassure him he could do as he liked.  But he gave her whatever she asked for as best he was able.
“Wuff...sis,” Dane warned through grit teeth, “I’m about to...”
Johanna nodded to her brother, breaking her kiss with Ares to admit, “I know.  Go on.  Please.”
Dane paused briefly, firming up his grip on her leg and hip, then gave her three deep, hard thrusts and rocked her hips and drove pleasured gasps out of her.  He howled before he could draw back for the fourth, and Johanna was quick to follow, head tilted back while Ares licked the length of her throat and Gemini bathed the cheek of her rump affectionately.
“You two really look amazing when you orgasm,” the female Doberman complimented her bestie and boyfriend as their howling died down to panted breaths and both Dalmatians relaxed and waited for the knot to release again, “Like you’re so happy it hurts.  I hope my o-face is that nice.”
“You look...so happy...all the time,” Johanna panted, kissing her leg beside Ares’ head once more before all but collapsing weakly.
Gemi giggled and patted her cheek gently, then reluctantly pulled away from Ares’ affections and turned her tail around to where Dane was still knotted with his sister.  Backing up until her ankles and tush hung just a little over the side, Gemi sat up on her knees and reached behind herself to spread open her own backdoor.  “Mine next,” she insisted, tail wagging happily, “To make a complete set.  Boyfriend, sister, and girlfriend...every tail in the house belongs to you.”
“Heh...heh,” Dane chuckled between panted breaths, “There are...other places...I like more...you know...”
“Mm, you’ll get your fill...of those tomorrow...” Johanna promised with her lips pressed lightly against Ares’ muscular chest, idly licking his pecs while he similarly treated her nipples.
“Tomorrow?” Dane quirked a brow, giving her rump a light pat to coax her into explaining, “Isn’t tomorrow Monday?”
Again she nodded.  “My last day off.  After that, we’ll all have to learn to concentrate on our work, despite having twenty-four-seven access to each other.  I figured all the unpacking would be done, or close enough that there’d be no urgency to the rest, so I’m going to spend the whole day enjoying having everyone under one roof.  I probably won’t bother putting on pants.”
Dane chuckled again, rubbing the backs of her legs as he felt the constriction around his bone beginning to loosen.  “Even though I enjoy undressing you?”
“I will put on pants,” Johanna quickly corrected, “Only so that you can enjoy undressing me.”
They all chuckled, sharing sweet kisses that were starting to turn just a little bit sleepy, until Dane finally came uncoupled from Johanna.  The female Dalmatian crawled over to the edge of the bed where her phone was resting on the nightstand, and briefly checked the time.  “Mmm...well, I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m getting famished.  It’s been an exhausting day, and I desperately need to get cleaned up before bed,” she sighed, rubbing her own rump fondly.  “So how about one more go, and then we call it a night?  An actual night,” she sighed, already beginning to feel the length of the day, and it wasn’t even dark out yet.
Gemini giggled at her as Dane stepped over behind his girlfriend’s back and rested his chin on her shoulder for a little breather before he tried getting his bone up again.  “I’ll give you a hand,” she promised her bestie, scratching Dane’s chin fondly, “We can call dibs on the tub, and let the boys have the shower.”
“Can you call dibs on the tub?” her brother chuckled from just in front of her knees, “Maybe I wanted to stretch out for a nice soak with my girlfriend.”
“She can call dibs on the tub,” Johanna insisted, crawling over to straddle him briefly and lay a kiss on his lips, “And you can soak me tomorrow.  Fair enough?”
“Mmm,” he hummed around the taste of her lips, “Have I mentioned today how cute you are when you’re giving orders?”
“Teehee...you like that, huh?” Gemi grinned, leaning down to also thank him with a kiss...and subtly grind her posterior against Dane’s tummy, tantalizingly above his sheath.  Taking the hint, Dane took the opportunity to fondle her rump shamelessly, sliding his fingers down between her legs to tease her other lips before drawing her slick nectar up to her backdoor.
Johanna patted Ares’ chest.  “Up,” she commanded softly, leaning to the side to pull her leg out from over him, “You deserve a second go, and I want to hold Gemi for a while.”
“Oh, wuff, do you know how often I’ve wanted to hear that?” Gemi cooed, leaning back against Dane as Ares sat up and Johanna pressed in close to the female Doberman.  They kissed as Gemi lifted her arms above her head, letting her ample breasts rub against Johanna’s.  Ares scooted up snug against his girlfriend’s back, and Johanna raised up as high as she could on her knees, letting Gemini kiss her breasts and tummy as they were presented to the Doberman’s lips.  Then she slid back down slowly, resting back against Ares chest and sinking slowly but relentlessly onto his bone, until he was buried up to the knot in her love-tunnel.
“Ooo, hurry, honeybear,” Gemi begged, putting her arms around Johanna’s shoulders, “I want to climax with her.”  The girls kissed again, leaning into each other and letting their breasts knit together as Ares began gently thrusting against Johanna.  Gemini smiled without breaking the kiss as she felt the warm, slick tip against her backdoor, and hummed happily into Johanna’s throat as he slid up inside her.
They were forced to break the kiss as their breathing became labored, and contentedly themselves with resting their heads on each other’s shoulders, clinging to one another lovingly while casting lusty looks at their brothers over each other’s shoulder.  “Harder, sugarstick,” Johanna panted while locking eyes with Dane, “You’re almost there...”
Dane swallowed his own lust hard as he watched his sister’s face twist up with the effort, then suddenly release with a gasp as her whole body rocked against Gemi’s.  She gave him a brief smile and an encouraging lick against his chest as Ares’ knot settled inside her.  Dane responded by adjusting his grip on Gemini’s hips and leaning forward to whisper in her ear, “Are you ready, sunshine?”
“Oh, wuff, please!” Gemi begged, her chin tucked tight against the back of Johanna’s shoulder.  She squealed happily as he pulled her back, reaching out with one hand to push off from Ares’ chest.  “Aaahhh,” the female Doberman sighed as her boyfriend’s knot finally disappeared beneath her tail, “Agh, wuff, Johanna...I see why you like this so much,” she cooed, turning her head to kiss the other female’s cheek.
“This is the first time you’ve had him in yours, isn’t it?” Johanna whispered, her energy reaching its limit even as the tension of an impending orgasm clenched her loins.
She was almost surprised when Gemini shook her head.  “First time I’ve had anyone’s knot back there,” she sighed happily, “Most boys didn’t even want to touch it.  And those that did never wanted to commit that much.”  She giggled again, rocking back against Dane and hugging Johanna’s shoulders tight.  “I guess they were worried about getting stuck.”
“Mm...brother knows better,” Johanna nodded, “Now come here...”  She reached out to cup a hand behind Dane’s head, pulling him forward into a kiss as he wuffed Gimini in the tail.  Gemi likewise  pulled her brother in, locking lips with him as he ground his knot in Johanna’s muffin.
“Ugh...Johanna...please kiss me,” Gemi panted a moment later, breaking the kiss with her brother, “I think...I’m about...to—”
Johanna pushed her back against Dane’s chest, then mashed their lips together in a hot, desperate kiss that surprised the female Doberman.  With a delighted groan, she let the Dalmatian’s tongue invade her mouth, dominating her own and teasing the back of her teeth.  Each thrust against her backside was met with a delirious whimper, until she finally howled her climax into Johanna’s throat.  Ares rocked both of them back against Dane so hard that the Dalmatian had to brace one of his feet behind him to prevent them all from tumbling off the bed.  Gemi returned the favor of muffling Johanna’s howl in her throat a moment later...though no one was quite within reach to do the same for Ares, who made their ears ache as he howled out his pleasure at Johanna’s back.
“Oh...honeybear...did we...wear you out...too much?” Gemi panted over her shoulder as they finally broke for air, giving a sympathetic smile over her shoulder to her boyfriend, still humping her rump desperately.
“Hmm-mmm,” Dane grunted, face scrunched up in an expression that said he was clearly on the verge of climaxing...just not quite crossing the threshold.  “Just...need...”
“My tongue up his tail,” Johanna cut in, getting all five words out in one breath despite her own panting.
Gemi half-giggled and half-groaned at the sudden pour of liquid pleasure inside her, rocking back gently against Dane with each pulse.  Apparently that little mental picture had been the final stroke he needed.  “Oooh, we should totally do that sometime,” his girlfriend suggested quietly, giving Johanna one more kiss on the cheek before releasing her and curling up on her elbows and knees where she could relax until he softened enough to separate from her.
“I’m sure you can think of all kinds of arrangements involving all four of us,” Johanna mused, likewise huddling up beside her, “But to be honest...I want to find times to be one-on-one with each of you.  I prefer being able to focus.”
Gemini kissed her cheek sympathetically.  “I’ll try not to overwhelm you,” she promised.  They lay quietly cooling off until Ares and Dane could safely back out, then everyone shuffled down to the hall bath on the second floor.
The tub was separate from the shower, which was an uncommon arrangement these days, but convenient for their purposes.  Gemi immediately began filling the tub.  It was large enough to fit two very comfortably, and seemed to have been deliberately made with that in mind.  Four would be a tighter squeeze, but they could probably manage, and they’d enjoy that closeness anyway.  Johanna didn’t even wait for the water to rise to the fill line before stepping in and seating herself, patting the space between her legs to indicate Gemi should join her.  That seemed a little backward to Gemini, but she wasn’t about to complain as she took the offered seat.  Johanna leaned back against the side of the tub, pulling Gemini back against her as they let the water rise over their sore bodies.
The shower wasn’t nearly as spacious as the tub, but was wider than most of its kind, and had a spray on both sides.  Whoever built this place apparently shared their enjoyment of shared bathing.  As soon as the spray turned warm, Dane and Ares stepped behind the frosted glass wall and slid the door shut...causing the little space to almost instantly fill with steam.  
“Hey, Gemi,” Johanna sighed softly, kneading the other girls’ breasts gently while Gemini lathered her hands up, “Do me a favor: put him in my mouth, if you wake up before he does.  I want to keep my promise, but I’ll have trouble, especially after a night like this.”
The Doberman giggled, turning her head to kiss Johanna’s muzzle softly.  “Alright.  You and I will be in the middle tonight, then, with our boyfriends on our other side,” she smiled...and then giggled, as the Dalmatian closed her eyes and rested her chin on Gemini’s shoulder, and didn’t open them again.  It was going to be a struggle just getting Johanna back to the bed at this point...
“Good work today,” Dane chuckled as Ares scrubbed his back briskly, “Tonight especially.  Hope it wasn’t too rough on you.  I think she really enjoyed it.”
“Undoubtedly,” the larger Doberman agreed, getting down on his knees as he quickly worked his way down to Dane’s tail, “It wasn’t so bad.  I am impressed she can take that multiple times in a row.”  His hands slid around to grip Dane’s bone suggestively, stroking a thick coating of soap up and down it briefly.
Dane leaned against the wall, resisting the urge to push Ares’ hands away.  “Easy there,” he chuckled, “I don’t know how much more it can take tonight!”  He was surprised to feel a soft kiss on his rump following that, before Ares brought one hand back around to finish cleaning his backside...thoroughly.  “Eh, you don’t really need to stay down there, you know,” Dane quirked a brow, “I’m pretty sure the games are over for the night.”
“Sorry,” Ares grinned, giving the sudsy tush another kiss, “Girlfriend’s orders.  And this is exactly the position a sub should be in.”  Leaning his shoulder against the back of Dane’s leg, he rested his cheek on the Dalmatian’s hip, looking up at him sincerely.  “I told you I’m okay with it, right?  I get I’m not really what you’re into, but don’t be shy about pushing me down and using me like one of the girls.  Especially in front of Johanna.  I won’t fight it, and she’ll appreciate seeing it.”
Rolling his eyes, Dane did push his hands off then, and turned around.  “Fine, fine.  Stand up, then,” he grinned, “There is one thing I won’t mind sharing with you just like I do with them.”
“Heeey,” Gemini giggled from the tub, “Would one of you wipe down the door before doing that?  I can’t see a thing in there!”
The boys laughed as Ares was getting obediently to his feet.  Dane caught his ear gently to keep his head at the right level, and gave him a long and grateful kiss on the lips, before returning the favor of washing his back and other hard-to-reach spots.  Clean and mostly dried, Ares carried a groggy Johanna up the steps and laid her down in the middle of the massive bed before crawling in at her back.  Gemini curled up on her other side, with Dane snug against her back, and she peppered both boys’ faces with several affectionate kisses before they all finally settled in for some sleep.
At some point in what remained of the night, Dane awoke to a cold spot in the bed.  It took him a groggy moment to understand what that meant.  Reaching out with eyes still closed, his hand eventually found Johanna, warm and soft and still sound asleep in Ares’ arms.  Gemini had left the bed entirely.  A moment of careful listening didn’t turn up any hint of her in the bathroom, though that was hardly conclusive.  Maybe she’d gone to the kitchen for a drink.
It didn’t matter, really.  Or at least it shouldn’t.  But for some reason, her absence concerned Dane.  Even he couldn’t say why, in his groggy state, and he fully expected to find her in perfect health, probably fetching a snack or draining a glass of water.  But he kissed Johanna’s head gently before scooting carefully out of the bed to alleviate this vague concern by finding his girlfriend.
He’d just gotten down to the second floor when he heard her, faintly, in the living-room.  It sounded from this distance like she was whimpering, or else speaking so softly that only the harshest syllables carried up the stairs.  She was sitting on the couch, obviously alone but squirming uncomfortably, as he came down the stairs.  “Hey,” Dane called softly when he was just halfway down, “You okay?”
“Oh!” Gemini jumped, startled, and turned toward him with a mix of relief and embarrassment.  “Sorry!  I...I’m not sure, actually,” she admitted with a sheepish smile.  Finally getting down into the room and around the end of the couch, Dane could see she had both hands cupped between her thighs, and several fingers soaked with her own juices.  “I’m kind of this way naturally, so it’s hard for me to tell...but it might be that thing that hit you and Johanna yesterday,” the Doberman admitted, clenching her thighs around her hands as Dane sat down next to her.  “I woke up wanting you something fierce...but it’s already going to be a short night, and I wanted to give you a chance to sleep.  So I thought I’d just come down here and handle myself quietly, then come back to bed.”  Leaning against his chest, she rubbed her face in his night-shirt, squirming some more.  “But that was forty-five minutes ago.  I can’t seem to finish.  Wuff, honeybear...it hurts...”
Dane’s grogginess evaporated.  “Yeah, that’s what Johanna said at the time, too,” he nodded, putting his arms around her, “It ramped up really fast, and she started complaining that it hurt before I could even react to her.”
“Mmhmm!” the Doberman whimpered, apparently experiencing exactly that effect as he talked, “Oh, wuff, Dane!  Please!” she begged, suddenly leaning forward to bend herself over the coffee table in front of the couch, “I’m sorry!  I know you’re tired already, but please!  I really need one!”
Dane blinked...then put his arms around her again, bending over her offered body, and kissed her cheek.  This wasn’t quite so out-of-character for Gemini, at least, and there was much less concern about giving her what she wanted.  “Brace yourself,” he warned, shifting his knees to the inside of her own, “It’ll probably hit me in a second, and I’ll start going hard.”
“Oooh, yes!” his girlfriend groaned happily at what she took as a promise, rocking her hips back against his while he was still trying to get himself lined up.  Dane was inside her the instant he found her entrance, meeting her with a forward thrust just as she rocked back again with a relieved cry.  “Yes!  Yes, finally!” she gasped as his knot hit her entrance, then rammed right through, “Bury that bone in me, honeybear!  Hard!”
Dane obliged as the need gripped him as well, sliding the coffee table under their hips just a little with each thrust, until it bumped into the love-seat on the other side.  The extra resistance seemed enough to counter his enthusiasm, letting them hold their position while Dane rode her like a desperate animal and Gemini called encouragements like a personal trainer.  She gasped when he climaxed inside her, and her own relief washed through her like soothing water over a fire.
“Ghu...huh...wuff,” Dane panted, rubbing his girlfriend’s back as he caught his breath, still feeling the heat throughout his body, “You okay?”
“Better,” she nodded, likewise gasping for air, but clenched her walls around the knot still buried inside her love-tunnel, “Still hot, though.  Can we go another?  Just one more?” Gemini begged.
Dane couldn’t help being concerned; it was the first time she’d ever asked those questions without sounding like she actually wanted them.  There was definitely something wrong going on in this house, but now wasn’t the time to ponder what was causing it.  Dane kissed the back of her neck, nodding reassuringly to her.  Gemini groaned as she rolled to the side, off of the table, and carefully turned herself over without giving him the chance to untie.  Breathing hard and blushing hot on her back, the Doberman crossed her ankles behind his tail and practically humped herself...
Five climaxes later, the fire in their loins finally died, and the pair passed out as they were on the couch, too exhausted even to clean up.