Friendly Skies
He'd gotten used to the taste over the years and slowly ran his teeth and tongue over the feathers.
Marasian Morning - For Starling
The trees aglow with feathers of every color. the songbirds serenading the early risers of marais. it is an aria delta knows by heart. for it has greeted her warmly every morning. it's tone still as sweet as that first heart stirring resonance.
Papa Prakibak 3
The line for the breeders always moves with deliberate slowness. For the maturing kobold Prastlerdai, it is an even more excruciating wait. After all, it is only sometimes that a significant and essential kobold like Prakibak offers someone his space. ...
Papa Prakibak
"This is it, Prakibak--the day that every red-blooded Dragon's Heir kobold strives for! The day you are chosen to perform your duty to better the tribe's bloodline! Think you can do it, boy?" The lanky red kobold nods quickly to the older, bulkier,...
Papa Prakibak 2
The breeders of the Dragon's Heir tribe have changed vocation in the past generation, thanks to the arrival of two kobolds. The first was their Queen, the impressive Tikana, the epitome of draconic brilliance from a physical standpoint. The second was...
Papa Prakibak 1
"This is it, Prakibak--the day that every red-blooded Dragon's Heir kobold strives for! The day you are chosen to perform your duty to better the tribe's bloodline! Think you can do it, boy?" The lanky red kobold nods quickly to the older, bulkier,...
Loona and the Stolen Sense-Feather - Chapter 8: A Touch of Lust
With his left hand, he grabs hold of the sense-feather, and drags it slowly across her right side, inwards and upwards. "the feather can also be used like this. the sensation it makes doesn't have to be intense. it can be mild, delicate."
Loona and the Stolen Sense-Feather - Chapter 5: Round Two, Fight!
And before she can pull back, unleashes his own attack; a swirl of the feather at the only exposed part available to him, her large black nose. as the feather comes close to her nose, she catches the familiar whiff of a toilet.
The loincloth ripped (part 3)
The tickling sensation increased again, because shanti has began tickling his cock with her feather. "mmmmmmm" mowgli started moaning: shanti was sucking his balls, and he liked it. he could not stop shanti... or maybe he didn't want to stop her?
When feathers meet scales ch1
**\*\*\*when feathers meet scales ch1\*\*\*** anefrin followed his escort with his head raised and his chest fluffed to strike the picture of utter contentment.
Nothing Feathered, Nothing Gained - Excerpt
This is an excerpt of my first published story, "nothing feathered, nothing gained"--set in the same world as feathers with benefits and in fine feather--from the feral! anthology.
Birds of a Feather (F on M) [Comm]
Birds of a feather (f on m) by horatio husky commissioned by owl enthusiast what have i gotten myself into this time...