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Wings are a delicate part of the body.
Columbina looked at her wings in the reflection of the water. She was still getting used to them, admiring the way the kuuvahki twinkled in the moonlight. She looked at her pure white feathers, matching with the wings on her head. She had mastered the art of flight rather quickly, something she was told she should be proud of.
It had been a while since Columbina had visited the House of the Hearth, but Arlecchino was kind enough to let Columbina stay there during her time in Fontaine. A gesture of goodwill, or perhaps Arlecchino's desire to spend time with Columbina. Not that they could have, with Columbina's impromptu casting as an actress — a wondrous tale to bring back home, but not something she ever thought she would have done.
But even that was finished, even turning out to be a quite pleasant experience, and now she had time to spent with Arlecchino as much as she pleased. The two of them laid in Arlecchino's bed, the moonlight barely breaking through the curtains while a lone candle shone on the desk.
Columbina was nestled into Arlecchino's side, one small hand on Arlecchino's chest tracing circles on her collarbone. "It's been a while since we had some downtime alone." Columbina's voice gently broke the silence. Arlecchino merely replied with a deep hum, staring up at the ceiling. "I haven't had the chance to properly show you my wings yet. You had to leave Nod-Krai so quickly after everything cleared up." With a burst of kuuvahki energy, Columbina's angelic wings sprung forth.
Arlecchino observed the newly appeared wings with great interest. "I've heard something about wings on birds that I've been curious about." Arlecchino remarked and stretched her hand out towards Columbina's wings. "May I?" Columbina nodded, not expecting Arlecchino stroke her wing.
The effect was instant — a warmth coursing through Columbina's entire body, making her shiver slightly, and heat pooling in her abdomen. She simply laid there as Arlecchino toyed with her wings, until the warmth got to her. "Do- Do you mind if I take my dress off? I'm… starting to feel a little warm…" Columbina stuttered out, hoping that Arlecchino could not see the blush that has settled on her cheeks.
Arlecchino sat up, momentarily letting go of Columbina's wings. "Sure. Do as you please." She responded leisurely and watched as Columbina undid her dress, throwing up carelessly onto the floor afterwards — attempted to throw it onto the chair at Arlecchino's desk, by the looks of it, but missed horribly.
Columbina laid back down with her face on a pillow, biting its edge to keep her quiet. Arlecchino moved behind Columbina and buried her hand deep in her feathers, stroking slowly, deliberately, watching as Columbina attempted to stifle a whine. "Birds can get aroused when their wings are touched… Seems the same is true for goddesses." Arlecchino purred out, her deep voice doing little to sooth the haze in Columbina's mind.
"You're a tease…" Columbina mumbled into the pillow, her cheeks tinted in a pink hue. She grabbed the bed sheets, trying to ignore the heat between her legs — trying to resist the urge to rub her thighs together. Arlecchino merely watched Columbina struggle to regain her dignity and continued to stroke her feathers, occasionally lightly dragging her claws over them. It was delightful to her to watch Columbina shiver at that notion, her desperate biting of her lip to refrain from making noises.
"And you're a brat." Arlecchino finally responded, "Your pathetic attempts at being quiet aren't doing much to hide your arousal." She lifted her hand from Columbina's waist, moving it to her underwear instead. With her thumb, Arlecchino swiped across that wet little spot on Columbina's lacy white panties, chuckling when the latter squirmed beneath her.
Columbina whined before she spoke. "Don't be mean to me… I want praises…" She muttered, the wings on her head drooping downward. Arlecchino leaned over Columbina, giving her a kiss on her cheek. "My apologies, love." Arlecchino leaned back up again and moved her hand to Columbina's ass, squeezing it. "Look at you, so wet for me. Good girl." That did seem to work better, Arlecchino noted, as Columbina's little wings sprung back up in glee.
Arlecchino returned her attention to Columbina's much bigger wings, running her fingers along the edges of the previously neglected wing and watching it twitch under her hand. "Your feathers are quite soft, my little dove." Arlecchino commented as she grabbed Columbina ass and pulled it towards her crotch, making Columbina feel the bulge in Arelcchino's pants. "But your sweet little sounds are even more satisfying."
Columbina moaned at the pressed against her cunt before tentatively grinding against the bulge. Arlecchino's breath hitched, the temptation of shoving herself inside Columbina was great, knowing just how wet and warm her little dove was, but Arlecchino had greater self-control than that. "The things you do to me." Arlecchino commented with a low growl and gave a light smack to Columbina's ass.
"To bring out the deepest desires of the great Knave." Columbina mused, "Not a feat that anyone would even dare to attempt." She wiggled her ass against Arlecchino's bludge again — a futile attempt at getting some friction, or maybe to speed things up just a bit. Arlecchino huffed with amusement at that remark. "Mh, you sure are." Arlecchino ran her eyes across Columbina's body, drinking in the sight of the one and only moon goddess almost naked in front of her.
"The desire to make you sing," Arlecchino started, her gaze traveling down Columbina's ass, "The desire to love you until you can't remember your own name," Her gaze wandered up ever so slightly, to the approximate spot of Columbina's womb, "And the desire to breed you until you're so full that you'll want it a hundred times more."
Columbina's wings twitched in excitement, and the mere thought of being filled with her beloved's cum made her whimper from the need. "Please…" She weakly begged, pressing herself deeper into Arlecchino's grasp. "Since you asked so nicely." Arlecchino responded and pulled down Columbina's panties. Columbina heard the zipper of Arlecchino's pants behind her and tilted her head to peer over her shoulder. The sight of Arlecchino shirtless, towering over her made her blush, and feeling Arlecchino's cock teasing her cunt made her blush even harder.
"This should be easy." Arlecchino muttered, lubing her cock with Columbina's slick. It was as easy as she had hoped, her cock slid right into Columbina's cunt without much trouble, and all the way to Columbina's cervix — the two lovers moaned deeply, and Arlecchino stilled to let them adjust as she watched Columbina's wings poof up ever so slightly.
Arlecchino almost did not want to move, the warmth of Columbina's cunt was simply too blissfully perfect to pull out of — made even more difficult by her cunt clenching down on Arlecchino's cock — but the desire to breed her little dove made her relent eventually. Arlecchino set a slow pace at first, pulling out and thrusting back in almost lazily so, drawing out the softest whines and whimpers of Columbina.
It was music to Arlecchino's ears, really, to hear such delightful sounds from her favourite person, though it also stroked the lust in her, and she slowly picked up the pace. Columbina's whimpers eventually turned into moans, and Arlecchino's hand eventually went from Columbina's waist up to the base of her wing — to the sensitive part where her skin connected to the dawny feathers. The added stimulation caused Columbina's wings to jerk, and she almost screamed if she had not shoved her face back into the pillow in time.
Arlecchino would have spoken out her appreciation of the attempts at dampening her moans — there were children in the house, after all — but she was much too busy getting lost in the lewd squelching noises that blended so nicely with the sound of her pelvis slapping against Columbina's ass. Arlecchino pressed her palm harder against Columbina's wing, grinding with just enough pressure not to hurt but enough to make her wings flutter and her cunt clench.
"You feel so good, my sweet dove." Arlecchino choked out, her rhythm becoming more erratic. Columbina let out a high pitched moan in return, whether as a response or simply because her cervix was being abused, Arlecchino did not care. All she cared about was making her lover and herself orgasm. "I'm so close, my sweet. I- fuck- I want to- to breed you so bad." Arlecchino stuttered out as she felt her composure slip the closer she got to her orgasm.
She began to stroke Columbina's wing, letting her thumb toy with the sensitive flesh. Columbina reached her orgasm soon enough, her wings flapping lightly while her body tensed. A few broken moans were half-screamed into the pillow and Arlecchino fucked Columbina through her orgasm while chasing her own. She reached her own high shortly after, burying herself deep in Columbina's cunt and releasing her cum into her inviting womb.
Columbina folded her wings up to her back and Arlecchino took the chance to flop down onto the bed, cock still in Columbina's cunt, and the two lovers laid there panting. They simply stared at each other for a minute or two, neither of them wanting to break the peaceful silence while they caught their breaths.
Arlecchino was the first to recover, started with pulling out of Columbina. "I'll get a towel and some water. You stay here, dove." She got out of bed shortly after and retrieved said towel and a glass of water. Columbina twitched when Arlecchino cleaned her cunt, "Be gentle, I'm still sensitive." Arlecchino chuckled in return. "I know, sweet dove. Just bear with me."
After cleaning up and rehydrating, the two lovers laid down together again, embracing each other under the blanket. Columbina hummed in thought for a brief moment, nuzzling against Arlecchino's neck. "Do you think it'll work this time?" She asked in a quiet murmur, glancing up at Arlecchino, who simply shot her a look of confusion. "The breeding. I wouldn't mind being pregnant. Not if it's yours. I think it would be nice to have a child with you." Columbina clarified, her hand drifting to her abdomen.
"We could have a family together… A biological family — your little hearthlings are sweet, really, but…It would be different, you know?" Columbina began to muse, began to imagine what it would be like to have children of her own with her beloved. Arlecchino let the idea of it marinate in her mind for a few seconds. "I suppose, but wouldn't it also be a little difficult with you living in Nod-Krai and all? Either you have to move in here or that hypothetical baby will have to travel a lot."
Columbina's thinking about a response was interrupted by a yawn and with it came the realisation that it was far too late to think properly. "Mh, whatever… That'll be a problem for when I'm pregnant." She hugged Arlecchino tightly, enjoying the warmth radiating from her body. "Now is sleepy time, good night~"
Arlecchino grinned, "Good night, my sweet dove."