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Bite me and I'm absolutely going to rut against you until you cum, I am on a hair's breadth of control.

[ WELL THAT'S

EVOCATIVE

... and tempting but no, Korone, no, no no no BE GOOD BE GOOD

She does move though, rolling off him in favor of planting her face in her the bed and also her own feathers, ignoring that she's trapped her wing at an awkward angle because aaaaa aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA

There's a very quiet muffled whine ]

[another hitched breath and god, he already misses her weight on him-]

Too much?

[ still muffled: ]

You have no idea how much I wanna take you up on it, Dokkun. No idea.

I think I am the only one with a pretty good idea.

Take whatever you're thinking and double it.

[ nnngh she's THINKING ABOUT IT. w. wiggles a little, pressing her legs together. ]

Hm, wiggling will make it worse.

I'm trying not to.

[ WING FLUTTER.

... one flutters. the other is stuck and just wiggles sadly. ]

It can be quite hard, I suppose.

Mmngh. You make it so hard.

[ Augh. This position isn't comfy AT ALL. Slowly and carefully pushes herself up to sit, with a quiet inhale when the injuries she'd all but forgotten about ache in protest ]

How are you feeling?

Other than frustrated.

Happy, melty. A little sore.

[ Once she's up, she carefully shifts and lifts the wing she'd ended up laying on, stretching it out. ]

Missing laying on you.

[He chuckles.]

It was rather nice. Later, it'll probably be fine.

Still too much right now?

[ STREEEETCH. Gingerly at first, but then she gives in to the need to do the Big Stretch.

And then she EVEN MORE CAREFULLY shifts and shuffles to lay back down without touching him. Which. Is a task when she's blind, whew. But she's gonna do the thing!! ]

Depends how still you can be. [Peeking from under his arm.]

[He definitely needs to make her a bigger bed.]

Less of a hair trigger now there.

[ her poor wings are cramped :( but she likes her bunkbed-esque set-up ]

[ pauses in the middle of lowering herself, debating ]

I think it'd be okay now that I've stretched.

Hmmm.

[He will move a hand off and will pull her to half lay on him.]

[Not. Between his legs yet.]

[ She is a Very Good Girl who is on her VERY BEST BEHAVIOUR, which is to say that she immediately goes pliant, settling gentle and still where he wants her.

A soft sigh. ]

That's better ...