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Salvation of the Knight

By Olemgar/rodrigulino

for DarkEeveeon

Story contains: Male/Female, FeralXFeral and Non-consensual Sex (at the start).

It was a cold night in the desert. Most Pokémon over several kilometers were either sleeping soundly inside their cozy homes or braving the frigid air while trying to look for shelter. Well, that was for most, while a couple of others were taking a moment to take advantage of a well-laid trap that bore fruit.

"Fuuuuuck, this cunt is tight~" The Arcanine growled as he dug his veiny cock deep into his victim, making wet and lewd noises each time his hips drew back and pushed it back in, earning more pleased grunts from the canine on top while making the injured Corviknight on the ground wince and gasp in pain. "Bet you didn't even try to win, huh? You managed to knock out some of our guys to make yourself look convincing, but all you really wanted was for us to pin you down and ravage you, right? Such a dirty whore~" He taunted and approached her face. His tongue slipped out to give a long and degrading lick across her entire cheek.

The avian knight would fight back and retort to his accusations had she the strength, but after being ambushed by so many Fire-types, one of her biggest weaknesses, she had received some critical hits around her chest and back, almost completely burning through the thick metal plates she had for defense on both spots. She managed to knock the daylights out of three or four of those men, but with her type disadvantage and the numbers overwhelming her to that degree, Amira couldn't hold on for long.

And the results of that fight were plain to see. The female lay there, being raped by a ruthless canine in the middle of nowhere, with even more hungry males observing from nearby and stroking their cocks at her pathetic sight, while her cloaca already leaked several strings of cum, a gift from the several males that had already deposited their seed in her and were taking turns in paying back the damage she had caused.

She couldn't fight back, but one thing she wouldn't do was cry or beg for mercy. She found herself at death's door many times during her life as a warrior and mercenary, and even with the hellish pain being forced on her, her spirit wouldn't yield. She wouldn't give them satisfaction.

"Silent type, huh? Alright, slut, not like what you say matters. You're only good to take cock, either way~" He used his paw to push her face against the sandy floor of the desert forcibly. "Get ready; gonna give you some purpose by making you bring up my young~" He said, almost drooling in sadistic lust as he pushed his knot hard against the avian knight, making Amira's eyes widen in pain as she felt the bulb of the canine forcing itself against her tight opening. She gritted her beak to avoid screaming in agony, while the Arcanine howled in delight as he succeeded and shoved the last of his member down her hatch, completely sealing her entrance as he pumped jet after jet of scalding canine spunk down her egg chamber.

Agonizing minutes that felt like hours passed for the defeated bird, with her rapist finally getting small enough to pull himself back from her entrance, letting his pent-up seed fall to the ground to mix with the pool from her previous abusers. "What did I say? A woman might struggle, but in the end, all of them only serve to please us. Am I right, boys?" An excited cheer came from the surrounding ruffians, with some of them even approaching to coat her face in their nasty seed, marking the gray of her helmet with white stains. "Alright, alright. But enough from me, who's next?"

Some silhouettes got closer to her, but she didn't have enough energy to properly discern them anymore. Her mind was going blank, and she could feel herself losing consciousness.

As the darkness started engulfing her eyes, at the corner of her sight, she could notice a few silhouettes. Those were different from the ones torturing her. They came swooping in from the sky and attacked the fire types relentlessly. She saw a pair of cyan eyes looking worriedly at her. And then she saw black as her mind gave out, and she fell into a deep slumber.

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Amira's eyes, protected under her visor, shifted as she slowly recovered from her forced sleep. She had expected to wake up in a dungeon or somewhere else where those savages could keep torturing her, but instead, her eyes were locked into a clean ceiling. Her body felt weak, and she failed to move at all. Sighing and giving up on it, instead she looked around. She could see the room was pristine and clean, and that she was not locked up for later use as she imagined she would be. Her suspicions proved correct when a bird's face--a Swanna girl with beautiful white feathers--entered her field of view.

"Good, she's awake. Notify the Hawk that she's recovered." The feminine and caring voice ordered someone, who quickly shuffled their feathers and left the room. "Calm down, dear. Everything's alright." The mature female comforted the Corviknight, even if she couldn't move properly.

"W-Where am I...?" She asked with some pain left in her, mostly the searing hurt those fire assholes left at her chest and back, as well as the ache around her nether region.

"You're at Raptor Village. Don't worry; you're safe now. No ScorchFang can reach you here." She reassured the injured knight, looking over her for a second and stepping away to grab something, leaving her field of view.

"ScorchFang...?" She muttered under her breath, not recognizing the term. Her trail of thought was broken as steps came from outside the room.

"How is she?" A deep voice rumbled through the room.

"My Hawk! She seems stable; we've done what we can to help her body recover its metallic qualities, but it might be a while before she's fully healed.

He made an approving grunt and moved in closer to Amira, getting closer so she could properly see him, or rather, see his eyes. A powerful Staraptor entered her field of view, the same eyes she saw just as she had passed out.. He had long and pristine white and grey feathers. A very noticeable set of scars permeated his beak and his legs.

"I'm Hawk, leader of the Raptor Village. I'm sorry to meet you under... such bad circumstances..." His voice was deep and imposing, but there was also compassion and a tint of softness in it.

The events of the night flooded back to her, and although she still felt some of the pain they left, a harrowing realization dawned on her. "They did it inside..."

"You don't have to worry about that." His voice was surprisingly soft for someone as experienced in battle as him, even if he seemed quite shorter than her. "We've introduced some natural contraceptives from our pharmacists. With it, their seed won't take root, and you won't bear their young."

She was stiff and nervous up to that point, but hearing that information made her very relieved, with her muscles noticeably softening up in relief. "That's... great. Thank you. It would have been horrible to bear their young. ScorchFang, you called them?"

His face stiffened at the mention of the name. "Yes... I suppose you're not from around these parts, are you? They're a village of savages that ambush, enslave, and breed females to do their bidding. They're our mortal enemy, and it seems they laid down an ambush for one of our scouts..." His voice was heavy with anger and regret; so much so that he couldn't look straight at her.

"Wait... you mean...?"

"Yes. I believe their trap was supposed to take in one of our female scouts to use as ransom to try and gain leverage on us. You must have flown right over their ambush, and they confused you as one of our own. Being a bird, you fit their general description." He gritted his beak in anger. "I'm so sorry. It's because of our oversight that you were forced into that unthinkable experience...Had we arrived sooner, maybe we could have stopped it from happening altogether."

Amira could see guilt and regret coursing through him, and even though she wasn't strong enough to stand up, she could still speak. "You don't have to worry. I've been tortured many times in my life, and that one was no different. It would have been terrible had they impregnated me, but because of you saving me and giving me the medicine, I haven't been. So, a thank you is in order." She was hurt, but her stoic personality wouldn't let someone worry over her like that. Huh, worry over her. That's something she hadn't received in a long time.

Hawk took a breath to sigh and relax his body, looking back at her. "Either way, you have to heal from it. Our medics say it might take a month for full recovery, so until then, consider yourself an honored guest of our tribe, while we do everything in our power to make you feel better." He closed his eyes and bowed before her.

She slightly inclined her face forward to force a bow back at him. He seemed nice and sincere. Something she wasn't quite used to after so many years of living a life of rental sword, but still, she felt like he wasn't a bad sort.

Amira may not have realized it, but a fragment of a smile formed at the end of her beak.

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Hawk was right when he said it would take a month for her to recover completely. It took over a week for Amira to just be able to get up from bed and walk, not to mention fly. The worst part was her armor; after lots of medicine and special herbs applied directly to her metal coat, it finally started to regenerate and recover from the burning attacks she had received. It was a sore and complicated process, but it wasn't so bad with the companionship from everyone.

Amira was used to having people look at her with fear or suspicion. Her life as a mercenary and her dark-knight appearance easily led others to believe she was up to no good. But her, no one seemed to give her the stink eye.

Even for a village full of avian warriors and experts in their field, she easily towered over them with her height, and she had that clear aura of someone seasoned in the art of fighting. And yet, all of them seemed to smile at her.

There wasn't a single one, be they a regular worker or a trained officer, who looked at her with ill intent. Maybe it was because she was the same as them in regards to her body--a bird with powerful wings to fly freely through the sky. But even then, she had met many other birds during her travels that wanted nothing to do with her. But here...

"Good morning, Miss Amira! Are you looking for some fresh fruit?" The upbeat Murkrow asked from his stall as she passed through. "We got some nice watermelons we bought down south. They'd make for an excellent breakfast!"

"O-Oh, thanks. Yes, I'll buy them. How much do I owe you?" She turned to reach for her satchel, but the Murkrow stopped her there.

"Nah-ah-ah. You're our guest. We would never charge someone who had just been hurt. Here, take these to the house. Should help you recover faster, I hope!" His face had a full display of a smile--an honest one.

Although a bit bashful, she did reach out to him and grab the contents, thanking him properly and going on her way across the village. She wasn't quite used to people being nice to her. It was nice.

Her experiences with other individuals were much the same, with everyone, even the most grumpy of times, seeming to look at her as another of his kin, not someone to be feared.

Heck, even the Hawk, the leader of the tribe with much more important stuff to attend to, or so she imagined, came to visit her regularly to make sure she was alright. He even promised to guide her through some of the village's most fun spots once she was feeling well enough.

Maybe it was just in her head, but she could have sworn that just living among them helped her recover faster. Even with some of the more jarring things she stumbled on...

Although she had never heard of the ScorchFang before, she had heard about the Raptor Village, and although she did hear about their strength and all, there was one detail she was surprised to learn was true. They were... very open when it came to sex.

She first confirmed the rumors when she came back late to her hospital room and heard some weird noises coming from nearby. She went to investigate, and as she peeked at the corner, she saw the very same Swana doctor that was treating her giving beak to one of the male nurses, a short Fletchinder resting his back against the wall and his wing against her head.

She stayed hidden until they had finished, feeling too awkward to barge in and ruin their little moment. What she didn't expect was that it would be just as awkward to ask the doctor about it later, drawing a small blush from the well-groomed swan.

"Uhmm. I'm sorry you had to see that, dear. I guess outsiders aren't used to our ways, huh?" She giggled and sat next to her on the bed. "I have never been outside the village, but I heard around the world that most Pokémon only have sex in private, and some only do it with who they love, right?"

Amira nodded affirmatively.

"Well, here we are more open about it. Sex feels good, and sometimes it can lead to more members in our village, so... why not do it? As long as both parties are okay with it and want it, I think it's a good way to pass the time, maybe relieve some stress, or maybe even reward or thank someone. It's a universal form of affection, so... I guess that's just our way to be." The doctor stated with some faltering in her speech. She didn't know if that sounded right or even logical for an outsider. But by taking a look at her patient and seeing her deep in thought, she felt reassured that at least some of her message came across.

"Alright. You should rest now. Tomorrow, you'll be fine enough to sleep outside of the hospital. The Hawk will be here early to help you to your new temporary lair, so make sure to not oversleep." She teased and gave light taps on her back before she lifted herself and gave the Corviknight some privacy in her thoughts.

Amira was thinking deeply about what the doctor had said. She had come to this village, and after being saved from those brutes and helped back to health, she felt herself indebted. Even as a mercenary, she didn't have much money to sustain herself, let alone pay off a debt, even if they insisted she didn't owe them a penny. Regardless, she had resigned herself to having to swallow her pride and leave without being able to repay the favor. But maybe she could repay the favor another way. Maybe she could... adhere to their customs.

At least that's what she told herself. Those lies were told to no one but her. Deep down, she knew why she wanted to do it. Maybe it was her pride that kept her from being sincere. But either way, those feelings couldn't be kept for long.

After all, she couldn't shake off the vision of his deep blue eyes from her mind, no matter how much she forced herself to. It was seared into her mind, and the blush on her cheeks only confirmed those feelings.

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One more week passed, and Amira left her sterilized hospital room to sleep in a much more cozy and comfortable place. Hawk had brought her to a guest room at the royal palace. That place wasn't as luxurious or opulent as other castles she had seen during her life as a sellsword, but for how simple it was, it still exuded a confident aura, one that helped the villagers be inspired each day.

And there she rested for the remaining days of her stay. With each day, she felt better and better, noticing how her protective plates were reaching complete recovery and how she was starting to feel back to her usual self. But even with all the rest, her days were anything but monotonous.

As she woke up from another well-slept night and stretched her wings, she heard the usual knock on her door. "Come in!"

The one who entered was Hawk himself. "Good morning, Amira. I pray you had a good night's sleep."

"As good as I could get above a comfortable cushion. I'm not used to feeling so soft when I sleep, but I wouldn't mind if that was the norm going forward." She snickered at her remark.

"Pfff, you know that could easily be arranged. But enough dilly-dallying; we have more places to visit today, yes?" He beckoned Amira with his wing, with the metal avian following right behind him.

As she let the Staraptor take the lead, she had a moment to amuse herself between their size differences. She was a full meter taller than him, and she had her usual intimidating appearance, but just like all the other villagers, that didn't seem to deter him from chatting with her as usual.

"I don't have any meetings today, so we aren't in a hurry. I have a couple of ideas. There's a nice view atop a nearby cliff, and there are also a few entertainment places we could hang out at. If you're feeling it, that is." He looked up at her, their eyes meeting for a moment.

She stared at them for a moment before looking to the side. "Yeah, that would be nice. Feeling the breeze against my feathers would make me feel way better after so long."

Hawk silently nodded and let her outside, with both spending the rest of the day just doing what was fun. And it wasn't the only time he had brought her. Whenever he wasn't busy with his duties, important meetings with his generals, or taking care of his twin brother, he would spend time with her.

She enjoyed his company. A lot. But she didn't want to get too attached. After she had fully recovered, she would have to leave the village and continue her life. To keep the path she had set for herself. To live as a sellsword for anyone willing to pay..

As she started getting some more frustrating memories, she felt her wing shake a bit, pulling her back to reality. "Amira? Are you okay?" Hawk asked, with genuine care in his eyes as he looked up at the much taller female.

She felt a blush run across her face, and even with her dark feathers covering the reddening of her skin, she couldn't help but avert her gaze. "Yeah, I'm alright. Nothing too serious a walk wouldn't shake off." She chuckled and patted him with her gigantic wings.

Although he wasn't fully convinced, he respected her decision and led her outside, where the two spent their time doing nothing in particular.

The Raptor Village wasn't as big as some of the other bigger settlements on the continent, especially the larger urban areas or commercial hubs of the world, but for what it was, it was quaint and comfortable, not to mention bustling with activity, with all kinds of birds doing their own things, all with smiles on their faces.

He took her to food stands where they had imported the culinary techniques of sweets from that city. Sweets that looked like comfy and calm clouds but were actually crunchy and delicious. She had seen those candies before while going through her work but never had the time to stop and actually taste them. It was... different. In a good way.

Next was the plaza, where a circus was doing a tour around the world and stopped for a quick rest there, paying their stay with amazing choreography and stunning pyrotechnics, with a pink Brionne flying through fire rings with elegance and beauty, charming all the members in the audience, alongside the onlooking pair, who gawked with impressed eyes.

Another place he took them was a flashy jewelry shop. At first, Amira wasn't too keen on the idea of looking more girly and fragile, but after so much insistence from her companion, she relented and went inside. What surprised her was their inventory. It wasn't just glowing rings and accessories for elegant ladies; there were also weapon accessories and maintenance items for gear. Before she could notice, she had a full bag to polish her weapons and armor plate. She might not bring elegance to the battlefield, but she could at least put some glow into her so enemies would spot her and run faster.

And lastly, after such a long day with all different kinds of activities, the pair reached their initial destination.

"Come on. Take a seat." He motioned with his wings as he took a seat next to the edge of the hill, with his legs dangling free into the air as his rear held him in place.

She walked the last steps of the smooth incline, enjoying the chill wind that hit her feathers and the warm feeling of the setting sun over the horizon, slowly hiding itself behind a large mountain protecting the village.

As she reached the apex of the climb, she let go of her bag, falling to the side without spilling anything. She sat down next to him. "I get why you wanted me to come here. This is a pretty sight." Her eyes settled on the peaceful orange sky, and she was unknowingly chirping like she never had before.

"Yeah. With so many things in the village, not many spend much time outside, with the exception of their travels or journeys. But since I found out about this place when I was a tiny fowl, I would always come here whenever I had too much on my plate or I just needed a moment." He smiled, looking at the same sight his guest was appreciating.

But even with such a beautiful sight, the Corviknight couldn't help but spy the smaller male out of the corner of her eye. He was a village leader, a seasoned warrior with several scars across his body, and clearly had the aura and intelligence to back up his position. And yet, here he was, completely harmless and off guard, enjoying his time with her. With her...

"Why are you doing this?" She couldn't help but ask, even if the words came a bit louder than intended.

"Pardon me?"

"I understand why you saved me, and I'm thankful for it. But why are you spending your precious time with me? I understand the ambushers are your enemies and you feel guilty, but any other leader would have healed me up and, at most, sent a caretaker as their representative. And yet, you have spent your precious and important time with me. Why?" This time, her words had meaning behind them. Instead of averting her gaze, she looked straight into his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes.

But instead of the same seriousness she exhaled, he laughed. An innocent and genuine laugh. "Hahahaha... Sorry. Sorry. I didn't mean to laugh at it." He picked up his legs and stood up, still having to look up while she was sitting down. "Why did I do it? Well, I can't quite say. I guess I just wanted to."

"...Huh?"

"Yeah, I know, I have important stuff to do, but I also have advisors that can hold up the fort while I'm away. I just felt that... I wanted to be with you. Do I have a reason? No, not in particular. I guess you just struck a chord with me. Call it mere interest or a silly crush if you want, but I just did what I felt like doing. It's not everyday someone as fun and pretty as you comes to the village."

He was looking at her as he usually did. He didn't have any conceit or embarrassment in his speech, as he just casually said he had a crush on her and called her pretty. Something she had never heard before, and frankly, something she hoped would be the case but wouldn't dare entertain the idea before.

What was once a faint blush before turned into a violent red in her cheeks, so strong that Hawk could notice it even through the layer of feathers. But this time, she didn't look to the side to try and hide her feelings. She kept staring at his eyes--the same ones she first saw when she was saved--the ones that cared for her, the ones that she developed some feelings for. The ones she yearned for.

Those eyes that she saw getting closer and closer were only centimeters away as her body lunged and closed the distance between them, her beak resting just in front of the Staraptor's own. Even from so close, his eyes felt so inviting and soft, and she couldn't help herself.

Their beaks met. And any feelings she was withholding came pouring forth.

Contrary to popular belief, an avian pokémon's beak is not actually sharp, being somewhat malleable and smooth, not unlike other species' lips. They had to learn how to sharpen it with innate training as they grew up, for combat and other reasons. But any other time, they would be soft and cool. Just as they felt against each other, the surfaces of each other's beaks felt soft and warm against their tongues.

With a bigger body and naturally a bigger tongue, Amira took control of their kiss, her mouth dominating the leader's as she moaned and blushed under the myriad of sensations. She had kissed before, mostly for negotiating reasons, but that was her first actual intimate one. And seeing Hawk reciprocate those motions only stirred her up more.

Very subtly and slowly, the Corviknight leaned the male's body back, holding him carefully with her soft wings as she brought him down to the floor mid-kiss. Before long, his back was against the soft grass, and Amira was right above him, looming down at him with her red eyes.

Their beaks grew apart, with saliva connecting their tongues as they took in warm breaths, looking at each other with red on their cheeks. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." She panted while looking down at the much smaller male, with several desires bottled within her almost spilling out.

"Haha. Well, I've gotta say the feeling is mutual. You're our honored guest and patient, so I had to suppress some of my opinions. And I would be lying if I said you're not among the prettiest birds I've ever seen." He said with a soft smile towards her, looking at the usually much more intimidating and large avian but never feeling fear, instead noticing the small details on her. Like how her feathers flickered and shook sometimes while she looked at him, or how the sun shined against her armor in a brilliant display, or how mesmerizing her deep red eyes were, as crimson as the blood she spilled but also as beautiful as a fully-bloomed rose. "Yveltal, you're gorgeous."

She felt elated hearing such praise from him, and Amira's desires only intensified. She rested the tip of her wings against his beak. "Shush." She got closer to his face, barely centimeters away. "Your words make me happy, but after how much I owe you, I feel like I'd rather hear your voice in a different way." She whispered to him, pulling herself slowly back until her face was right at the Staraptor's crotch.

Realizing what Amira had in mind, Hawk was about to interject. But he stopped once his eyes fell on hers. She didn't feel obligated out of duty or forgiveness; there was no regret or relenting behind her eyes. Only affection, desire, and want.

He smiled softly, letting her do whatever she wanted.

With no protests coming her way, Amira opened her beak against the upper hole on his crotch, dragging her tongue out and tasting every bit she could from his entrance. The taste was salty but still very pleasant.

Hawk let out a sensual groan at the sensation of her tongue, arching his back as he felt this gorgeous girl taking such good care of his most private area. It felt divine the way it warmed up his crotch, how she stuck it deep into the hole, and how heavenly it felt as his shaft began to expand out of its confines, and she took the growing head into her cautious beak.

His cock was slick and pointed, with no barbs, knot or anything to accentuate it, just pink meat that rose until it reached the tap, the one that Amira was tenderly caring for, suckling on it as her eyes locked with his. She took more of him until she could feel the head of his member starting to hit the back of her throat. She gurgled and coughed a bit, letting some of it go so she could breathe for a second, before diving back in and moaning against his throbbing length.

Hawk's vision narrowed as the pleasure grew, his panting getting heavier and heavier as the Corviknight took more of his baby-maker into her hungry gullet, swallowing around it and having her moans muffled by such a thick piece of meat.

She couldn't be happier right now. It was so different from that incident. There were no brutes forcing her or inflicting harm on her for their own amusement. She wasn't being degraded by being what she is while they jeered at her. She wasn't mustering her courage to try and not wince in pain.

She was doing this because she wanted to. Because she liked it. Because she liked him. The thought warmed Amira's head as she kept bobbing her gigantic head on top of him, engulfing his very impressive size in her beak. Maybe she didn't like him in the mate kind of sense, or in the marriage kind of way that people from the city liked to do... but he was nice to her, and she enjoyed hanging out with him, being around him, and having fun. That was plenty for her, and she wanted to make sure those feelings were conveyed.

She added her tongue to the mix. While her throat muscles swallowed around his big tool, her tongue swirled around its shape and constricted around it, tasting each and every crevice of his cock and humming in delight as she did so. The way it throbbed and squirmed around felt so nice, vibrating around her upper walls pleasantly. It kept throbbing more. And more. And more. Until...

"A-Amira!!!" Hawk screamed as he closed his eyes and closed his beak. His length twitched one last time as he humped upward, completely hilting against her face as he exploded in a burst of musky seed.

The Corviknight's eyes widened as she felt that warm liquid run down her passage, but she slowly relaxed as she swallowed it all, eagerly gulping his seed down into her stomach.

As his climax subsided, minutes passed before she pulled away from his crotch, gasping for air through her channel. A few drops of his cum remained on her beak, and she quickly lapped at with her tongue before swallowing it down with the rest. She looked satisfied at the shorter male below her, regaining his senses slowly.

"Amira... That was..."

"...Was?" She raised her body until she was seated just above his cock, which remained erect. "I don't want it to be over yet. I... want to keep going. Please...~?" Her question came with a kind of charm Hawk hadn't seen from Amira up to that point.

And just like that, if his cock had any intention of going down, her sight and voice were more than enough to help it stay back up. He gulped hard and nodded in agreement, drawing a smile from her beak.

With his approval, she slowly lowered her much larger body down toward him.

Amira felt his tip steadily gain ground into her cloaca, getting deeper and deeper. Even with their size difference, they still felt very tight to each other, moaning in delight at each other's warmth.

"A-Amira!" The village leader couldn't help but moan out her name. The look of pleasure on his face and the way he looked at the bigger avian.

It spurred something within. She raised her body in an agonizingly slow manner, letting Hawk's shaft hang free against the wind, save only the tip of it. Just as it was about to come out completely, she slammed her feathery hips down against him, juices from their previous session splashing everywhere.

Her walls tightened around his shaft as she tried to milk him for all she could. She saw stars in the way it filled her. And she couldn't just keep it still any longer. Her viciousness as a mercenary and seasoned warrior came back to her in full force as she got into position and started pistoning in and out of her companion's cock.

Each time Amira raised and fell onto his hips, filled her with a kind of warmth she had never felt before. Not in a visceral or passionate way. She didn't quite know how. But she felt happy. She didn't feel... so alone anymore.

Their romps spread for several minutes, and with how much noise they were making, any Pokémon that were to pass nearby would surely understand what was going on. Good thing Hawk had brought her so far. Just the two of them. Just him. And his eyes.

"A-Amira. Wait!" The Staraptor gasped amid his pleasured groans. "I-I'm getting close. You should pull out, or else--" He was cut off by her soft wings on his beak. She looked at him with understanding but also desire. She wanted it.

Hawk smiled, and as the realization of her implication hit, his body relented to the onslaught of pleasure. He placed his wings around her waist and shoved in tempo with her thrust one last time.

A combined climax of two powerful birds echoed through the hill, their bliss and pleasure spilling to their immediate surroundings. Amira's juices splashed on his waist as her walls tightened painfully against his throbbing erection, which pulsed deliciously inside as it shot wave after wave of extremely virile avian spunk deep into her hatchery.

They rode their ecstasy for what felt like eons, but surely their high had to pass, bringing them back to reality, one atop the other, especially more so as Amira's strength waned and her body fell forward, smothering Hawk under her impressive height.

The sudden fall did take the air out of his lungs for a moment, but he had gone through way worse than that. After his breathing steadied completely, he couldn't help but laugh at the situation.

Even if the Corviknight was embarrassed by her moment of weakness, hearing her friend laugh helped cheer her up immediately. She cuddled him under her warm body as they felt their consciousness grow hazy.

"Y'know... I never really stopped traveling. Like, ever. I have been hopping from one place and job to the other..." Amira's voice felt heavy.

"That must have been very hard..." The leader comforted her from underneath, caressing her exposed feathers with his wings.

"But... I wouldn't mind staying still for a while. Getting to know others better, taking life a bit slower, maybe even eating out more often... with you..." She couldn't quite say the words, but as a natural leader, Hawk could understand the underlying message.

He smiled. "It's okay. Welcome to the Raptor Village, Amira. I'll arrange for you to have a more permanent stay." He felt happy, knowing he would have a new face in the village. And a new close friend at that.[a]