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Crane gasped and shivered, "S-so how does it work?"

Shen hid his smile, "Oh it's all in the hips and thighs." He turned to show off for his partner. The peacock rolled his hips just so, flexed his thighs, and the artificial tail lifted and fanned. Even hand cut, the gears were as smooth as silk. Almost, he could feel a little catch as he let the tail back down. Not much, certainly not enough to do anything more than cause a little hitch. Crane hadn't mentioned it, but he could feel it. Especially as he went in a series of quick, elaborate twists and turns.

Even with that little hiccup, it felt good to have his tail on. Shen turned to show off to Crane, fanning it again. Feathers, crafted from reed, cloth, and hand-painted silk stood proud behind him.

"Beautiful," Crane breathed out. Then hurriedly corrected, "It's beautiful."

He swept up to the master and pecked his cheek, "Thank you. Now," Shen stepped back and struck a few poses. Making sure to flare his tail and adjust the robe. "Are you ready to continue?"

Crane shifted where he stood. He huffed quietly and clicked his bill, "Um... I guess." The avian master let his gaze drop to look over Shen's elegant form as the peacock strutted. He took a breath, clicked his bill, and straightened his back. "Yeah, I'm ready."

"Good," Shen cooed and stepped back to the male. Crane stood in what, at first blush, looked like a clothing rack. After his bath, Shen had gone back to explore that room a bit more. Oh he'd found a treasure trove in there. Aside from some better fitting robes, and some very helpful scrolls, he'd found this rack.

The rack was rather solidly built and hadn't been fond of moving. Blasted thing took Shen hours to get back here. Nearly opened his side back up too. It was worth it now though.

Crane stood in the frame of the rack. A rather lovely leather harness cradled his body, while also trapping his wings to his side. Cuffs, also made from padded leather, framed his ankles and kept them spread. The male's tapered length hung below his body. A leather band wrapped about the base, keeping him erect in between Shen's tutoring sessions. To finish it all off, a simple leather collar wrapped about the avian's neck. A pair of straps attached to the collar, keeping his head mostly upright. Fully restraining his partner for their lessons.

"Alright," the peacock swept in, "let's go for the larger one, shall we?" He smirked up at Crane as he reached for an hourglass. "Or don't you think you can handle it?"

He swallowed nervously, glancing from Shen to the thicker hourglass marked with a 5. Five minutes of sexual teasing. Their first romp the day before had ended with him cumming within seconds. Just a short while after he'd arrived, Shen had brought him to the cusp in just a minute. Now, only a couple hours later, they were going for five? Heavens above, he still hadn't been allowed to finish. "I can do it." He tried to sound sure of himself, but there was that slight waver to his voice.

Shen flipped the hourglass with a flourish. He hummed and lowered himself to a kneeling position. The peacock's eyes narrowed with a pleased sigh as he sat down on the toy. Slick and ready insides clenching about the surface. "Remember, if you get uncomfortable, the safe word is Covert." A flick of his hips made his tail fan upwards.

"Uh huh..." Crane rolled his head, trying to watch. Though the collar kept him from bringing his head around. He couldn't see much of what Shen had to tease him with either. Which only made his heart race that much more. Bill chattered as his cock throbbed under him.

Shen took a second to get himself situated. A smile crossed his features as he found himself beak-to-tip with Crane's throbbing manhood. _So we meet again, Gorgeous._He cooed quietly and reached up to stroke the cock. Crane's gasp was music to his ears. Now to see what noises he could draw from the male.

He lifted a brush and dipped it into the ink pot. Nothing fancy, just charcoal ink he'd made himself. Crane shifted over him, unsure of what Shen had planned. "So," Shen leaned in to lick Crane's tip, "What has been going on?" He let his tongue slide over and around that tip. Being rewarded almost instantly with a hearty drop of precum from his partner.

Oh heavens, how did he use words again? Crane gasped as Shen took his tip into his beak. The avian tensed, took a breath, and tried to focus on anything other than what the peacock was doing to him. "Uuuuhm," he clattered his bill, "wh-what's been happening?" Fu...frick, he wasn't even sure he could tell Shen his own name right now. Especially as the peacock bobbed his head lower and took Crane into his throat. "Ooh!" He gasped, trying to thrust, but the restraints kept him in check. "Master Shifu has retired."

Shen's feathered crest tickled Crane's keel, "Oh?" He angled his head curiously. "Why did he do that?" the brush swept up and danced over the male's cock. It had been hard to decide where to start. He picked one of the veins, letting it brush ever so lightly against the throbbing flesh.

Crane's moan was music to his ears. Shen letting his own voice lift with the male's. He rolled his hips slowly, taking his time to ride that toy. All while his brush was steady as could be. Eyes narrowed as the peacock turned his head this way and that. He didn't have a plan on what to do with the brush. Rather letting inspiration take him as it would. Shen's cheeks flushed a bit as he found himself writing words of praise. Not praise of himself, but rather the master he was doting upon.

This was harder than he thought. Crane's head rolled as he tried not to pant and gasp. Even then, it was hard to keep his form from shivering. Especially as that brush danced over his cock. The light touch teasing him him until he was ready to blow. Made only worse as Shen leaned in to blow on the ink to dry, or lifted his cock to write something else.

"Ahh," Crane tried to wrench his thoughts away from what the peacock was doing to him. He'd thought Shifu's training and drills were hard. Heavens, he'd take any of those over this. "Well," he stammered, trying to gather his thoughts. He didn't know many other avians. Especially down in the town. Though he'd slipped off to talk with Mr. Ping, Po's adopted dad, and ask the older goose about sex. Boy that had been an awkward conversation for both of them. Though in it, he'd learned that male avians never did last long in bed. Being teased for a whole minute? That was torture. Now Shen was pushing for five? Oh it'd probably kill him.

What a way to go.

Crane cleared his throat, "We're not entirely sure. I think it's a lesson for..." he huffed. Both because he wasn't sure if he should mention Po's name, and because Shen was licking his tip. "For..."

"The panda?" Shen sighed and nuzzled the underside of the cock. "He is the, oh what was it called?"

"Dragon Warrior." Crane narrowed his eyes and shivered, "He's doing his best, but... well he's Po. He's got a long way to go before he becomes a Master."

Shen glanced towards the hourglass, "What do you think about him?" The brush trailed around the male's base. Less writing now and more just doodling. He liked the twining, knotted line he was drawing, so he started to make others. Eyes narrowing with a pleasured hum of his own. Hips rolling as the toy shifted within him. Forming into the image Shen held in his mind. That grand peacock member with every curve and wonderful bump. He smiled and angled his head. Keeping an eye on the hourglass.

Crest lifted as he angled his head and let the brush dance up. After writing such wonderful praise as Powerful, Gorgeous, and_Virile_on Crane's amazing cock, he felt an urge. A need to write some other things. Arrows pointed towards Crane's vent, calling it such things as a Hen Hole_and _Fuck Me Senseless.

This was getting easier. Crane closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could feel his orgasm rolling about his gut, but it was held at bay. All while his cock twitched and dripped precum onto the floor and his partner's robes. "He's somewhat amazing in a way. The way he's so uncoordinated and... well he's everything that a panda is. Yet... There's something in him. He's so playful and fun, bringing out the best in us even when he..."

Slrruup Gulk.

Crane went cross-eyed as the peacock engulfed his tip again. Shen huffed around the cock and narrowed his eyes. The peacock drew back and looked at the cock. Hmm, the ink was smudged up to the second band. Shen had drawn swirling, elegant lines every inch or so. He'd have to try harder if he wanted to take the full length.

"But..." Crane panted, "Ye-yes, there's something about..."

SlurrrUrk!

He could have cried out if his breath hadn't caught in his throat. Crane's legs shook as his eyes crossed further. He could feel Shen's beak brush his cock as it slipped further down. The peacock's tongue danced against his underside, cupping his cock and drawing him even deeper. Long legs shook as Crane nearly dropped. Leather creaked and bronze hardware chimed as his weight came down on them. His entire body shook as the peacock bobbed his head. Each stroke taking the crane deeper, throat muscles rolled over his cock. Urging him deeper and deeper.

"Uuuuuh, S-sh-shen," Crane tried to gasp, his bill chattering rapidly. His hips jerked, wings trying to stretch against the band that strapped him. "Shen?!" his voice crew more panicked as his entire body heaved, "If you don't pull back, I'm gonna..." Eyes rolled back as he huffed, "Go-g-gonna..."

Shen drew back, took a breath, and drove himself down. Eyes closed as he stretched his beak as wide as possible. He could feel tears gathering at the corners of his eyes as he stretched himself to his limit. Throat greedily grabbing and pulling at the cock. Even as his tongue touched vent. He bobbed his head some, swallowing and gulping around the member, holding his breath before...

"Ahh!"

That orgasmic cry and tense. Crane's entire body jerked above his. The delicious cock twitched in his craw as the male began to cum. Eagerly emptying the male's pent-up seed down his throat. Shen hummed, making his throat shake around the cock as he swallowed it greedily. Logically, he knew that teasing someone would lead to a bigger finish. It was something else entirely to try and keep up with that flow of cum though. Heavens! It felt like Crane was trying to drown him. He put a wing down on his stomach, wondering if he was swollen with the male's load.

No, just his imagination.

Shen pulled back with a hum. Nuzzling the cock as it twitched and gave him one last dribble of seed. The peacock smiled and clenched. Keeping his thighs together as he stood up so that the toy not only remained hidden, but stayed inside him. "Well," he stepped in and draped his wings around Crane's hanging head, "you did very good."

Crane panted, huffed, and did his best to smile. "I-I made it?" he gasped, more than grateful for the bonds that kept him aloft now.

Nearly, but there were only a few grains of sand left. "Oh you did wonderful," Shen crooned. "Far better than most males would." He brushed a wing over Crane's bill and angled it back. "So," he smiled, "Do you think you're ready for more after that?" He leaned in and almost sang the word, "Lover?"

There was something about it. Something about that singular word that made Crane smile and shiver. He huffed and leaned into Shen's embrace. "W-well," he cleared his throat, "I might need a little rest after that. Not sure I can even stand up after what you just put me through." He couldn't keep the grin off his face, "Though you had mentioned wanting to try something else?" The master ruffled and leaned into Shen's embrace, "Could use a drink fir..."

His eyes went wide as Shen kissed him. The peakcock's shorter beak made his spread wider. Shen's tongue happily guiding Crane's into his beak where they could dance and spin. Then invited it deeper. A playful hum lifting as the peacock suckled on it. His throat squeezing the tongue as it had Crane's member.

It was odd, not only kissing another avian, but to taste his own cum. Oh sure, Crane had sampled his own seed before. What male hadn't? There was something tasting it on the tongue of his partner that made it taste that much better. And then Shen leaned in and shared a bit more with him, letting it linger on Crane's tongue before the master swallowed it with a shiver.

Shen broke the kiss slowly and smiled, cupping Crane's cheek. "Let's get you out of these restraints first. Here we go."

Crane's legs were still unsteady and he had to lean into Shen as the straps came off. He rolled his body and spread his wings with a huff. "That's new, but not in a bad way at all." Crane licked his beak, tasting the seed and shivering. He huffed quietly and followed the peacock to the table before sinking down to a low padded bench. "Certainly interested in what else you have planned." He angled his head at Shen, only just realizing the dark marks around his partner's beak. "You've got a little something," he waved his wing in front of his bill.

"Oh that," Shen laughed and covered his beak with a wing. "Charcoal ink. The flavor isn't that bad, but it does get everywhere. Should see your cock." He offered a coy smile. "Why don't you set out dinner while I go clean up?" Tail feathers fanned, brushing Crane's beak as the male strutted off.

Dinner was another meal from Mr. Ping's, accompanied by another jug of wine. It took Crane next to no time to set it up. He shifted and angled his head, looking towards the door Shen had taken. The master rolled his head and looked under his own body. Couldn't see all off what Shen had written. His cock was rapidly softening, but he made out a few blurred words and lines. Craning his head further, he caught the edges of writing on his backside. "Hen... hole?" His cheeks flushed red-hot. Shen's steady, sure stride made Crane snap upright, looking as if he'd just been waiting.

Damnable toy was making this hard. Shen held back a huff and kept his eyes forward. Took every ounce of noble training not to just drop to his knees and fuck himself with the toy until he made a mess. As such, it meant that his claws clicked off the floorboards a bit harder than intended.

"Smells good," Shen crooned as he slipped onto the bench beside Crane. "Shall we begin?"

He didn't have time to reach for the jug before Crane swept it up. The master returning his smile, "We shall," he bowed his head and poured the wine. Offering the jug to Shen so the peacock could return the favor. "To new experiences."

"And new joys."

They tapped glasses off each other and downed the wine. Both humming at the smooth burn. Crane crooned and clattered his bill before offering a dumpling to his peacock lover. Which made Shen smile and delicately pick it apart before doing the same.

Back and forth they went. One selecting a dish then offering it to the other. Pouring drinks and offering toasts. Beaks found their way to feathers. Each coaxing soft moans from the other as they preened. Preens and nuzzles turned to heavier petting. Kissing and rubbing soon following as the pleasant buzz of alcohol coursed through them. Not as much as the night before, but enough to just bring a delightful glow to their evening.

"So," Crane panted into Shen's neck, "What do you have in mind, Love?"

Noble cheeks flushed, "Ah, you ready for more?" Shen chuckled and turned to preen Crane's feathers. Trying to work out that perpetual dent worn there by the master's hat. "Well," he hummed, "we can either retire to the bedroom. Wherein you can have an experience most would kill for." Shen bit back the nervous flutter in his gut.Too many dumplings after a heavy load of cum, certainly not nerves. "Or, we can experiment a bit longer. Then retire to the bedroom."

Crane's cheeks flushed as he thought back to those words. His vent clenched, curious about what it'd feel like to be treated like a hen. Though Shen didn't have the equipment for that? He knew that some avians were lacking there. Letting their vent rub against a partners until they both got off. That could be a very interesting sensation indeed. "I think experiment?" He did his best to flutter his eyelashes, "Make me feel like a hen?"

Shen perked up, "Well, that must be the wine talking. However..." the peacock smirked as he leaned back, "I do have something I wish to try. Part of our agreement." He caught Crane's look, "What you do to me, I can do to you, and vice-versa."

Feathers perked curiously as Shen opened his robe. Crane glanced at the elaborate harness on the peacock's waist. He'd seen remnants of that before, when he'd saved Shen. Now it was polished and retooled, almost a work of art in itself. Though, curiously, there were new straps. Ones that crossed near the peacock's vent. A vent that was already slick and swollen, and which had something sticking out from within his peach blossom.

Crane felt his stomach turn and flip. Nervous butterflies danced in his core as he shifted, "Wh-what do you have planned?" He half-panted, half-stammered.

"Well," Shen crooned, "what I'd like to do..." His wing trailed over his front slowly. "Is try something with a new toy I found." Crane's feathers perked curiously. Breath catching in his throat as he watched Shen's primaries dip further. Shen smirked, watching how Crane's gaze slipped lower and lower. Oh he loved putting on a show, and seeing that look Crane was giving him? That hungry, eager stare as the avian nearly drooled? Oh it was worth every bit of practice he'd put into rehearsing this.

Shen swung his leg in a wide kick and brought it down on the table with a decisive thump. "You might enjoy this as much as I haaave!" the last word trailed off with a breathless gasp as he pulled the toy out. Crane's eyes widened as he watched the tapered length slither from Shen's slit. The peacock produced the toy with a flourish, spinning it in his grasp with practiced ease, and brought the base down to the ring that sat above his crotch.

Everything practiced, measured, and honed over hours. All to get the exact reaction from Crane that he was hoping for. Shen smirked and rolled his head just so. Now just lick the beak, slide the toy down, and snap the fastener into place.

A shiver raced up the peafowl's spine as the glistening toy clicked into length. He felt a strange warmth flood from his crotch and radiate up the faux phallus. Shen had nearly dropped when he felt it earlier. Even now it made his thighs quake ever so slightly. The peacock crooned as he ran his fingers over the toy. Shivers of the most pure and raw bliss shot up his spine. He could feel each barb and barble as it tickled over the toy... his flesh. At least that's what it felt like.

The instructional scrolls had been fairly vague. Saying something about how the toy would channel the chi of the wearer. Not his area of expertise.

Crane leaned in, awestruck, "Oh," he breathed out, "this is really neat. What's it made of?"

Fuck! Just Crane breathing on the toy was almost enough to make Shen lose it. "Oh, I'm not entirely sure." He did his best to keep his voice even keeled even as his knees threatened to give out. "It's some sort of substance that can be molded by chi flow."

"Oooh, I think I've heard of something like this before. Though I've never heard of it being used as a chi-sex toy. A dildo with chi? Chido?" He leaned in, then stopped, cheeks flushing hot.

"It's okay," Shen reached down to rub Crane's head and cheek, "you can taste if you want, my sweet one."

Nodding, Crane leaned forward and licked. Shen ground his beak to keep from calling out. Oh sweet fucking heavens! He could feel it, every breath and lick from his partner. The feel of Crane's wing cradling his length. How his tongue darted over the flesh, exploring every curve and bump.

Luckily, Crane pulled away before unknowingly pushing Shen too far. "So," he curled his wing about the cock and stroked it, "you want to... um..." His cheeks flushed hotter as the male tried to figure out how to say it. "I mean, should I... should we... errm..." Crane broke out into nervous giggles as his feathers fluffed and fluttered. "I don't even know how we would, I mean... I've never even..."

Shen quieted him with a touch. Feathers curled against the beak and pinched it shut. "Lover, you chatter too much sometimes." He winked, letting out a playful laugh of his own. "I think we should go straight forward. Just crouch down, lean forward, and lift those pretty tail feathers for me."

Crane burst out into nervous giggles, "Right here at the table?"

"Oh I know, it's not exactly polite or up to decorum, but I won't complain if you don't."

Bill clattered as the martial arts master shifted on his seat. He shimmied his rear back and leaned forward. Heart up in his throat as Shen strutted up to him and behind. The peacock's tail fanned proudly as he stepped forward. Crane took a deep breath and tried to steady himself. Something hard to manage as the anticipation build. Especially when Shen's feet slid onto the padding on either side of his hips. The graceful, elegant peacock lowering himself down.

Feathers touched as Shen swept into position. His weight gently coming to rest on Crane's back before sliding back. Wings wrapped about him, cradling the master as Crane leaned forward. Balancing on his feet and keel bone as his heart hammered. Oh heavens... he couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this level of anticipation. He leaned forward and rested a wing on the table, waiting for Shen's experienced hand to guide them to bliss.

Shen bit back a huff as he tried to balance himself on the bench. There was no other way to put it, this felt awkward. Oh he knew full well how the act of mating went. Aside from all the paintings and scrolls he'd seen on the subject, he'd had tutors growing up. Tutors that were more than happy to school him on a number of topics, including sex. Why they'd even brought in 'assistants' to demonstrate it while he watched.

It had been a somewhat awkward lesson if you asked him.

Never thought he'd be the one on top. Though now he was every bit as eager as his squirming partner. Luckily, his teasing and blowjob had sated Crane's lust for the moment. Shen curled a wing around Crane and leaned back to get a look. That glorious vent of his swollen, but still managing to contain the master's cock. He shifted back, feeling as if he'd topple at any moment.

Stepping down gave him more stability and a better angle. Even as low as the bench was, just shifting his stance was a game changer. A nudge rolled Crane to his side slightly. Tail feathers up and fanned. Ready for the peacock as he swept in.

"Ah... oh fuck!"

Crane gasped and gripped the table, cheeks flushing as he cursed out at the feeling of being penetrated. His insides leapt and jumped as Shen pressed deeper. Eyes rolled back as his head dropped. Deep, needy pants breaking from his bill as the peacock leaned forward. Slow, steady thrusts sinking him deeper into Crane's body. "Ooh Ffffmmm," he bit back the curse this time, "yesss!" head rolled as he felt his partner moving closer. "Yes, just like that."

Shen's wings brushed his chest and back. He drew Crane close to him, beak nibbling at that beautifully arched neck. Breath caught in his throat as Shen pressed himself right to his base. His length twitched inside the warm, gripping hole. "Yesss," he hissed in agreement. Oh it was going to be hard to last. No, it was going to be impossible. The peacock took a breath and decided to stall for time. He narrowed his eyes and pushed a little. "Who is my good hen?"

"I am," Crane gasped without thinking or hesitation.

His gut clenched at the ready admission. Shen felt every bit of resolve start to wash away as he rocked his hips. The slow, steady grind that made Crane's tight hole clench around him. Each moan music to his ears as he leaned forward. Chest braced to his partner's back as he brought his foot back up to the bench. Fully mounting his lover like the hen Crane was. "You want a clutch from your peacock?"

Oh heavens, Crane was lost to it all. He could only gasp and nod, "Yesss." He squirmed on the bench and pressed back, "Please Shen, give me a big clutch!"

Shen's gut clenched again as he stroked Crane's throat, That elegant neck arched until their beaks tapped. "Anything for my sexy hen."

Then they kissed. Crane groaned and squirmed, rocking back as much as he could. Shen's body pressed him down. All while their tongues wrestled and wound. Shen suckling on Crane's tongue as it dove deep. His tail flared wide, adding to the feel of being rutted properly. Rear met lap in a steady, hard rhythm. Each quickly losing feel of everything but the rut.

Oh heavens. Crane's eyes rolled back into the kiss. This felt... wonderful! Not just that it was Shen over him, but having that cock spread him? Oh and those bumps? He hadn't been sure if he'd even notice them. Yet they were all perfectly placed. Each one tickled him in a different way. Making him feel even more like a hen. His mind flashed with images of his belly swollen with a clutch. The feel of the eggs shifting in him. Shen's face as he watched and helped Crane lay. It made the master shiver and rock back harder. Eager for a load of rich seed from his peacock lover.

Steady and well built as it was, the bench wobbled unsteadily. It had likely seen countless couples rut on it. Yet few perched on it like avians would. Fewer still would brace on the table and rock back. Low and stable as it was, it wasn't long before it was rocking from foot to foot. Adding to the motion of their rutting. Something the pair were more than happy to take advantage of. Toe claws scraping at fabric and wood. Soon kicking the cushion out from under Crane so they could get a better grip. All while panting gasps filled the air.

The bench could only stand so much though. It toppled, threatening to toss the pair to the ground. Muscle memory made Crane twitch and jump. The master catching himself before he could spill fully. Yet he still ended up on the ground on his back. Insides twisted about the cock as he only just caught himself. Shen 's feet came down hard, the peacock's wings flared wide as he caught himself over Crane.

Neither missed a beat. Crane braced his back and neck on the floor. Hips driving up into Shen's body. Shen's claws slammed against the hardwood floor and bench. The peacock's tail fanned proudly as he drove his weight down into his lover. Insides leaping and clenching. Crane's trapped cock twitched as he felt his climax building. Shen groaned as his tunnel gripped and flexed. Body readily responding to the new feeling of a tight hole around a cock that was not his, yet was entirely him.

Eyes met and the pair knew that neither would last much longer. Yet neither wanted to. Crane arched, presenting himself fully. Shen arched and threw his head back proudly.

"Ah... AHH!"

"FUCK!"

Feathered bodies pressed close to each other. Tail feathers fanned and twitched as the pair came. Bodies vibrating with the raw bliss of their shared orgasms. Heads hung as they rode it out, Shen barely able to hold himself up.

He wasn't sure if he pulled out or started to stumble. That tapered, bump-riddled cock slipped from the crane's freshly rutted hole. Rich, white seed spilled along the once-pristine plumage and oozed from the red, swollen hole. Shen stumbled, caught himself, and shivered. Plumage shaking out as he looked down at Crane with a half-smile.

The master panted, staring at his gaping hole. Was that his cum or Shen's? Did it matter? Not really. He shivered and slowly shifted to stand up. Eyes met with Shen's as the pair shared a silent smile.

Beak met bill in another kiss. The pair's wings wrapped around each other. Leaning into each other in the moment. Either to hold one another up or because they couldn't stand to part. Impossible to tell. The birds moved, bodies sweeping around each other. An elaborate dance, fueled by weakened legs and raw lusts. Shen having a partner he could thoroughly enjoy being with. Crane having someone he felt connected to.

Somehow they wound up in the bedroom. The kiss only breaking as Shen stumbled over the low bed. He gasped and fell back, robe open and tail splayed as he lay on his back. Crane followed immediately, pressing into the kiss. Keel bones rubbing together as bodies pressed to one another.

"Ah... oh..." Shen gasped as Crane's smooth, tapered length pressed against his vent. His insides jumped and clenched, wanting to feel something inside him.

"Should we..."

"Crane," Shen draped his legs over the master's powerful thighs. "Shut up and put it in me."

Bodies arched as Crane did as he was told. The male shuddered at the feeling of something warm and wet wrapping about his cock. It was his first time experiencing anything other than a wing or tongue on his cock. He gasped, eyes rolling back as his hips twitched. Then drove forward. Greedily burying everything he had into Shen.

A hiss made him stop and blush. "Sorry..."

Shen threw his wings around Crane's body, "Don't stop now. Fuck me like you mean it!"

There was no way he'd last long. Hell, he was already twitching by the time his vent met Shen's. The feel of an inviting cloaca around his cock almost too much for the untested master. Yet, as much as he wondered if he should slow, his body pressed on. Carnal instincts drove the male to thrust. Thighs lifted Shen's legs higher as he drove in. Grinding, thrusting, hammering into his partner.

Crane gulped, "S-shen, I'm not g-gonna," he swallowed, "la-last long."

Shen groaned and rolled his head. Legs and wings wrapped tight about his partner. "I don't fucking care!" he called out, throwing his head back. A small voice of reason whispered in the back of his head. "Just pull out before you finish."

Hips ground together. The birds rolled and tossed, Shen almost ending up on top before Crane reversed. Blankets scattered about the room as the pair rutted with feverish need. Shen groaned and rolled his head. Insides clenched and pulled, milking the cock. Oh that shape was perfect! The tip dug so deep into his body, while the base sealed tight. And those noises? Oh those noises were blissful. The heavy, wet squelches and sucks as their vents met and parted. Crane's cock, already covered in cum, twisted and moved within Shen's tunnel just right. The peacock tossed his head and began to chant, "Pull out... Pull out..."

Yet his wings and legs pulled Crane tighter to him. Resisting the male's efforts to draw out of his peacock lover. Twitching chido

"Fffaaaaa!" Warmth. Thick, sticky warmth jetted against Shen's insides. Walls that had never been stained with the seed of another male avian were now being painted. Yet his spurs only dug into Crane's rear, keeping the master trapped against him.

Lustful noises died into heavy pants. Then slower, even breathing. Crane slumped against Shen, his eyes slowly drifting closed. Likewise, Shen let the moment stretch out in silence. Too exhausted and sexually pleased to even consider parting. He rolled his head and huffed. Should at least put out the candles. Ah well, he had plenty in storage.

"Naughty Hen," he crooned into Crane's ear. "Told you to pull out."

Crane muttered something, but the words were lost as sleep claimed him. Shen yawned, ruffled, and tucked his head into Crane's neck. "Gonna have to..." he clicked his beak, "wash my... robe..."

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"Mmm," Shen hummed with quiet pleasure. The peacock narrowed his eyes and tightened his muscles. Not a hard clench, but enough to roll the baoding balls within himself. He rolled his head with a pleased sigh and smiled towards the sun. Oh it felt good today. Not just because of the wonderful experience from the night before. Or even that morning, where he'd mounted Crane again before his lover took off for training. No, it felt like everything was just going great. Like finally, for the first time in his life, everything had just fallen into place. No wolves to corral or motivate. No schemes, weapons to build, nothing. It was just... peace.

Well, it would be peace if he could get cum stains out of his new robe. And his tail feathers. Both were off, leaving the peafowl naked as he could be. His tail rippling in the breeze as they hung from an awning.

"Should get a list of things for Crane." He hummed, "Though might consider funds." Shen rolled his head one way then the other, "Can't expect him to pay for everything." He'd found a few coins scattered through the building. Not a great deal, but perhaps he could...

A low rumble caught his attention. It sounded like a distant rock slide. Something giving way on a far off mountain. Yet... Something about it made the feathers on his back stand up.

The peacock dropped his washing and took to the skies. Wings beating as the noble bird stretched and pushed himself. Forcing his way up higher and higher into the air. Flight was easier without his tail weighing him down, but felt awkward without that weight he'd worn his entire life. Not to mention the itch in his side as he stressed his nearly mended wounds.

Shen topped the mountain and spun in place. Reveling in the freedom of flight and the feel of wind brushing his feathers. The peacock twisted about, enjoying it for the scant moment before letting his gaze sweep over the landscape.

His heart stopped.

In the distance, he could see where the Jade Palace stood. Or had stood. Even as he started to lose altitude, he could see it crumbling.

Shen tumbled, fumbled, and managed to get his wing out. The peacock swept towards the washing poles. He huffed and pushed the balls from him. Tossing both into the basket of linens before grabbing a robe. His tail he could grab later. In fact, probably better if a white peacock didn't show up at the ruins of the Jade Palace. Least of all when one was trying to turn over a new leaf. Beak ground as he took to the skies again, pulling the robe on as he did so.

"How... How do I fight a spirit warrior?" Shen grabbed his head with both hands, more than ready to pull out his feathers in frustration. Kai, General Kai, The Beast of Vengeance, Master of Pain, the list went on really. He had somehow left the spirit realm where Oogway had sealed him away. Shen had managed to get to the Valley of Peace without passing out. There he'd found people leaving town, seeking sheltered and safety. Understandable since they'd lost the Jade Palace.

Less understandable is why he'd offered them shelter at the Garden.

The villagers had opted to go deeper, taking up other bedrooms and living spaces. Shen didn't mind since they left him to himself in his quarters.

So here he was, perched in a basket-like seat, head in hands, and scraps of paper scattered about. Countless plans and ideas on how to fight Kai. Weapons, tools, canons and more. All sketched and written up then discarded. The peacock groaned and rubbed his head, hunching his body forward as a shiver raced through him. Gut clenched and spun, driving panted breathes from the peacock as he trembled.

"Rrrghmm," his entire body shuddered and shook "Haa..." She's tail flicked up and dropped as he shivered. He had to get up. Had to stop this thing that was terrorizing the Masters. Once it had them, it'd probably come for him, then the villagers he was protecting. All he do was get up, maybe return to Gongmen and see what weapons he could scavenge.

But he couldn't get up and leave. Not now.

A knock at the door. "Shen?" He froze as the panel slid open. Crane poked his head in, "Hey." He smiled a bit nervously before sliding in.

"C-crane?" Shen lifted his head, "Oh don't tell me I'm hallucinating again."

Crane blinked at Shen. The peacock looked horrible. There were heavy bags under his eyes, feathers were askew, and had even lost their gloss.

He swept around the table, stepping over and around piles of papers. "Hallucinating?" He stepped close. "Again?" Crane shifted to crouch beside Shen's seat. "I'm right here?" He clicked his bill quietly. "I'm okay, I'm fine and right here."

Shen's breath caught in his throat. "I heard that Kai had..." He dropped against Crane and shivered. Shoulders quaking as he barely held on.

"Yeah, that was..." Crane rubbed Shen's back. "He'd captured my chi, turned me into a fighter for him. I don't know what happened or..." he shook his head. Then looked over at the papers. Brows lifting quietly, "What have you been up to?" He reached out to push at one of the discarded pages.

The peacock sniffed. "Planning an attack, believe it or not." He laughed and rubbed his head into the keel with a sniff. "I was thinking of charms, salt, an all kinds of..." he waved his hand and laughed, "tripe."

"Shen?" Crane looked over the piles of papers, the several bowls, and cups scattered about the room. "When did you sleep last?"

He blinked in thought, "When was the Jade Palace destroyed?"

"Several days ago."

He waved his wing, "That's when. I caught a few naps here and there, mostly when I couldn't," he yawned and shook his head. "Couldn't stay awake any longer." Shen ruffled and leaned forward, staring towards a plate. "Suppose I can get some sleep now..." He stared at the door, "Speaking of, did you see I'd gotten the villagers here?"

"I saw." Crane moved to help Shen up. "Come on, let's get some sleep."

Shen hummed and ruffled, "Oh. Remember our deal?" He rolled his head with a smile, "You gave me quite the heart-attack, Dear."

Crane offered a sad smile, "I'm sorry about that."

"My turn."

He blinked at Shen in confusion. Shen ruffled his chest feathers and shifted on his seat. As he lifted, he revealed several dappled eggs. One of which was still glistening. Crane's eyes widened as he stared at the small clutch. "So," Shen uttered into Crane's ear, "We need to find something for you to lay now. Dear," he leaned in and dropped his voice menacingly, "Hen."

"Um," a familiar voice spoke from the door. "Yeah, hi. Should we still be waiting outside or..."

Shen smirked as Crane went beet red with embarrassment. He started to shake his head, but the peacock beat him to it. "No, please. Come in and have a seat."