murderbirdy | in the dark I see you

in the dark I see you

[The southern city, late afternoon. Time doesn't change a place like this; it's as hedonistic and rough-and-tumble in parts as it ever was. And of course, the seedier places of the city thrive in the shadow of all that glitter and glam; a curious girl who grew up on stories might find herself enticed by that sort of place.

Which is why this particular raven has done exactly that. And for a fashion-conscious girl, she walks through the streets with the confidence of someone who fears nothing.

It's going to get her in trouble. Someone might want to intervene.]

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Oh yeah? Something like this?

[He can pull his own underwear off enough to get this grind underway, but he's not going to do anything beyond be agonizingly slow with it. Strangely, he'll stop playing with the brand so he can get an arm under her to hold her close during this.]

A-haaa...[Right, if he's going to be like that, she's got no problem using the hand still in his wings to ruffle the shit out of him while she demonstrates what absolute muscle control can do with you in the hip action department. Which is to say, she can match that agonizing pace with some seriously unfair motion, here, no problem.

She did bring her other hand up to his face to pull him into another kiss again...it's not really an instant case of feelings but, if he's going to be weirdly sweet than she's got no reason not to be.]

[He rather seems to enjoy the kiss, and there's kind of a swallowed chirp at the ruffling of feathers -- she might be getting him in the best mood he's been in in weeks if nothing else -- but he's going to just keep trying to see if he can slowly increase pace, just try to drive her nuts with his hips.]

I. I must say... You are full of surprises.

[He's...definitely getting to her, but she's competitive and has no qualms being as unfair as she possibly can, so she's pulling everything she can to match him inch for inch and not lose her composure. But given he can probably feel the hand in his feathers spasm a little before she smoothes the feathers back out, her control has it's limits.]

I could say the, hhaa, the same...

[His own breath is getting a bit ragged, his wings just kind of flaring out some when she smoothes them back out. She's wearing him down too, but now it's become a competition. One he has no interest in losing. Strange how it seems to necessitate eye contact like this.]

J-just say it...

You...fffirst...

[My that is one hell of a grin. And dragging her hands down his spine and chest with mana charged into her fingers again please enjoy happy fun endorphin rush.]

Ahaaa...?!

[That is a look of absolute surprise on his face, his wings just unfurled, his hips stuttered and he just almost lost his balance.]

...Oh, too much?

[She kind of jumped at that stutter. Marie, marie please be more careful with that. She actually looks legitimately sheepish that did not work quite as intended.]

Au contraire.

[She'd be forgiven for not noticing where his hand had drifted until the mana pulse. He might have timed another thrust of his hips with it. And brought his wings in for a kind of canopy effect.]

I want you at my mercy even more now...

A-aahhh...!

[That. That might do it, because that was almost outright more a scream than a moan, and she's just...going berserk with her hips. She actually dropped her hands back to to the sheets so she didn't just claw the fuck out of his wings.]

[When she loses it he will follow suit, just a relentless, frantic grind to follow. But he isn't pumping any more mana into her brand, he's just going to kind of grab her ass a little roughly instead for better leverage.]

Ahahaha!

[Yeah, that's it, she's going to yank him down into a savage fucking kiss while she's bucking like some prize bull. Clearly she's aiming for mutually assured destruction, here.]

[Well, he's not interested in losing this breakneck pace, instead aiming to kiss her senseless, hands all over her body in an attempt to drive her to perhaps overstimulation. It's so much he just accidentally opened his wings again. She's going to take him down, but he wants to see if he can drive her over the edge first.]

[It'll be close, that's for certain, but even in as good a shape she is, she can't compete with him for that long. It's a pretty explosive orgasm that lifts her hips right off the bed, and she has to break the kiss to kind of wheeze for air. Yeah, safe to say she enjoyed that.]

[She doesn't mind him literally picking her up some to work himself to his hips to an orgasmic burst himself. And once he has he's... picking her up into a hug? Even wrapping wings around her? What??]

[...This is new and she's confused? But if he's going to get cuddly she's going to tuck her head into his shoulder and trying to catch her breath and scattered wits.]

...You really are sweet, aren't you?

Would you prefer we not do this, then?

[He chuckles a bit, nuzzling into her cheek.]

I worried I pushed too hard.

No, no...This is good.

[She likes snuggles! Enjoy the snuggles!]

...I'm not that fragile. But it's not going to be...healthy if you push at that brand too much. For either of us.

What is it, if I might ask?

[He might have subconsciously started tracing it again.]

No one's really sure. I'm...resistant to most forms of magic, but the more that's used on me, the more that spreads, and I start to...change. It's unpleasant.

My mother was an orphan, so we don't know anything about her family, but best we can tell it's something that runs down her side. She just doesn't tend to get hit with magic.

[She sighs a little, and plays a little with his feathers, since she can get to the inside of his wings pretty easily like this.]

I believe one of the current generation of idols has a similar genetic anomaly?

Interesting... I wonder what that means? I should ask dad if he's come across anything in the notes. A lot of old lab raiding.

[He chirps a bit because hey. Soft feathers. Very unused to being played with. Warm though.]

[...There was an almost visible perk when he mentioned 'lab'. Nerd sense tingling. But she's going to keep fingercombing through his feathers, straightening out any of them that got mussed in that whole sex thing. You gon' get preened, Kiran.]

If anyone would know...that'd be somewhere to start.

[She gets bird chirps out of him for that! He seems to enjoy this preening immensely! She's getting face stroked for it.]

Well, no promises...

[She's going to bump her forehead to his, and smiling pretty broadly. Oh no, the chirps are cute.]

You don't have to promise me anything. That you'd offer to try is already sweet...

Well, it is an offer, nothing more. This might be a dead end. I'm just curious... how has it changed you?

[Stroking a hand along her face if she's going to be like that.]

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