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NaughtyKit and ShylyKat	By : FuBar Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 15274 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Thundercats, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 6: The Next Morning.

During eleven minutes that seemed to stretch to several hours, Wilykat decided he’d ‘play along’ with his sister’s wishes until she started asking for more than he was comfortable giving, and hoped he’d at least get some good use out of her ‘assistance’ with Cheetara until that time. After all, what could it hurt to indulge that tiny, depraved corner of his mind just this little bit?…
Just before his alarm started to sound, he readied his hand over the ‘stop’ button and cancelled it as soon as it started. His boner was quite gone by now, having lapsed gradually over that eternity of time. He listened intently to the ambient sounds around him, waiting for the ‘click’ of Cheetara’s door latch, and upon hearing it set about sneaking after her once more.
It was pretty-much the same routine at the bathroom door as before; Cheetara standing within and facing away from him as she slipped her costume gracefully off her shoulders and down to her waistline, but this time she arched her back and stretched her arms up and behind her head in a way that seriously aroused Wilykat and brought that familiar wonderful tingly sensation to his abs again.
A delicate little hand suddenly appeared over his mouth to stop him making any sound that might draw Cheetara’s attention when he jumped at the realisation his sister had successfully snuck up on him once more. She removed her hand and fairly smirked at the worried/relieved look on his face as he adjusted to her presence. A small nod and the ghost of a smile were all the conversation that was needed between them before he returned his full attention to the focus of his desires on the other side of that painfully opaque bathroom door.
Wilykat crouched down into a more comfortable position, and Wilykit followed suit, crouching behind him so close she was practically breathing down his neck as she watched Cheetara over his shoulder. She leaned in to whisper in his ear:
“This will take precise timing: When I finish speaking, move around behind me. Crouch as low as you can and look into the bathroom between my legs, so Cheetara won’t notice you when I push the door open. You can continue to ogle her from that position until I shift my weight to my right foot. I will probably be let into the bathroom, but when I move I’ll lead with my right foot, so you’ll have the time it takes me to shift my weight back to my left foot in which to make your escape, before I lift my right and probably expose your hiding place behind me. You can wait for me in my room; I shouldn’t be any longer than 5 minutes. Ready?”
She’d stopped talking; that was his cue. He carefully shifted backward to allow his sister to step in front of him and his view of the still-stretching Cheetara was briefly obscured by one of Wilykit’s slender, delicate legs, then the gap between them lined up with the door-gap and he could see his crush again.
Cheetara had just stopped her stretching and was now starting to lean over the bath to turn on the taps. This time it was Wilykit who gently stopped the door from completely closing when Cheetara’s foot pushed back on it, allowing her brother to relive the highlight of yesterday’s endeavour, glimpsing Cheetara’s right nipple side-on as she leant over the bath and turned on the taps. But this time, when Cheetara made to push the door completely closed with her foot, Wilykit suddenly pushed the door inward, causing Cheetara to stumble and nearly topple over backward as the door pushed her foot and disrupted her balance.
A wide-eyed-and-drooling Wilykat was treated to the sudden visage of Cheetara’s bouncing breasts as she flailed backward, windmilling her arms to regain her balance, then quickly covering her ‘embarrassment’ with folded arms as she took in who had surprised her.
“Oops! Sorry Cheetara!” said Wilykit, masterfully feigning the innocence of her youth and apparent ‘accident’ at bursting in on her, “I didn’t realize anyone was in here… Would you mind awfully if I came in – I really need to go… You know…?” She let her last sentence hang for Cheetara’s mind to complete.
Cheetara, realizing the person in front of her was luckily one of the few females in the ‘Lair, dropped her guard… And her arms!! – Cheetara’s arms unfolded, revealing her breasts in all their globular glory to Wilykat’s ravenous leering stare, and went to rest on her hips as she considered Wilykit’s fairly-impertinent yet apparently desperate request. The seconds dragged on beautifully as Wilykat thirstily drank in the visage his sister had procured for him of Cheetara facing him with her breasts hanging naked and natural, nipples pointing practically right at his eager eyes. He was in as much heaven as he could possibly have dreamed of, despite the annoying fact that Cheetara’s costume still covered her lower glory.
Wilykit, meanwhile, kept her gaze on Cheetara’s eyes rather than checking out her impressive bust, despite the envy she had for the objects of her brother’s desire. She made the moment last as long as she dared, so that Wilykat would be as ‘grateful’ as she could hope for when she rejoined him later, then she made her eyes dart toward the toilet, as if she truly was desperate to use it, and back to Cheetara’s eyes pleadingly.
Reading her body-language, Wilykat moved almost as soon as Cheetara’s face took on that resigned look that said ‘Go on then.’ She shifted her weight to her right foot. This snapped Wilykat out of his trance – Though he’d give almost anything to stay and stare for just a few seconds more, he knew he could not get away with it. With a silent sigh of resignation, he shifted to the right and snuck away toward his sister’s room as she shifted her weight back to her left foot and stepped right-foot-first into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
As he entered his sister’s room, Wilykat was still reeling from the post-titillation high that had drawn a smile on his face so wide that it hurt his cheeks. He sank dreamily onto her bed, noticing as he did so that his boner had returned.
He grasped his hard bulge experimentally through the material of his costume and squeezed – ‘Hmm… That’s a nice sensation…’ he thought, then realized it’d probably feel even nicer skin-to-skin than through his costume material, so he slipped his right hand inside his costume to grasp his throbbing rod. ‘Yep; I was right.’ He grinned to himself as he started moving his hand over his shaft, exploring which movements caused him the most pleasure.
A minute or so later he was wanking in earnest, albeit with long slow strokes, while he relived Cheetara’s breasts in his mind’s eye. ‘Why have I never done this before?!?’ he exclaimed in silent revelation at the new amazing sensations he was now experiencing.
A few blissful moments later, he heard the distant sound of the toilet being flushed. The smart part of his brain told him Wilykit’s impending repayment request would be revealed to him shortly, when she walked back inside her bedroom to meet up with him. The smart part of his brain worried what she’d ask of him, and worried about his imminent embarrassment when she came in and saw him like this… But the horny part of his brain was having too much fun to let him stop ‘playing’ now. It flat-out refused to let him withdraw his hand from within his costume. The tiny, dark, depraved corner of his mind purred in anticipation, hungry for the danger of being caught like this by Wilykit, eagerly imagining her reacting positively to catching him doing this, despite how unlikely that was to actually happen…
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