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Lust of a Legendary Bird

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

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The Articuno, Icebeam, spiralled through the night sky over the whirlpool islands, though she was not alone there. The moonlight glanced off her deep blue feathers, darker in the pitch of the night, tail streaming behind. Those living in the area knew of the beautiful Articuno, the levelness and calm that she brought to the comparative turmoil of the islands, but few disturbed her there, which was just the way she liked it.

"Hello, darling."

Except for one. One that made her heart surge in weird and wonderful ways that she could never have expected. The Pidgeot locked his claws with her, blissfully glorious in his full plumage, yet it was the glint in his eye that made her heart turn over in that special way more than anything else. His pink and yellow crest swept back over his head and down but was lost in the flare of his wings, the creamy underside stark against the luscious brown of the rest of his feathered body. He was huge, bigger than she was, and Icebeam could not honestly say that she had ever met an avian Pokemon who was as large as her, even if it was not typical of a Pidgeot.

However, it was not for her to ponder as she locked claws with Legend and crooned. It was funny, in a way, that he was named Legend when she was one of the Legendary Birds in Kanto, but sometimes that was the way of it. The Pokemon world was full of little quirky things just like that and one learned to roll with it one way or another.

Her heart pounded to him, crooning to one another in their own language, yet the spell and language of flight was even more intoxicating for their closeness. In the starry light of the night sky, their feathers ruffled up tenderly against one another, though they were already close, so very close, as his shaft slipped from the avian slit at the base of his belly. His splendid tail-feathers led the eye up to his lightly curved length, though Icebeam's heart surged, pounding fervently for him.

"It's been too long, Legend..." She murmured. "Why don't you show me what a fierce Pidgeot like you is capable of?"

His answer for her came in a keen shriek, twisting suddenly, his shaft sinking home. It had done it so many times over that Legend knew just how to thrust to grind into her with no friction at all, her sex accepting him wholly even as he ground deeper.

"Like this?"

He growled, clicking the edges of his beak together, the rattle heralding the span of their flight as they spun and spun. They were not ready, however, to drop into a freefall, not with her beak parted in a gasp and his cock plunging home, letting the pump and flap of his wings do the thrusting for him. For there was something in the natural nuances of their bodies that simply was not to be set aside, grunting as they came together over and over again. His smooth shaft sank into her, a hungry cunny devouring it all, her feathers parting around him even where her body tried to hide the slit of her sexual organs, the cloaca where everything down there was held.

"Yes..."

Icebeam keened, spinning and spinning in the majesty of the night, her mind already drifting to the egg that would be borne from their liaison. She needed it, desperately so, and Legend was right there to give it to her, the dark slashes around his eyes only softened by the warmth in those deep, warm orbs of his. His head darted in, nuzzling her cheek briefly, yet they could not be that close while flying and breeding, his hips working to spear her full.

She could help too though, the Articuno tipping them slightly so that she had greater altitude, grinding down, working furiously as the sparkling delight of her tail-feathers fanned out below. It was all as it was meant to be with the waves crashing into the ocean below and sea Pokemon glancing up, though they would not be disturbed up there in the beauty of the night, two birds worthy of one another's attention enjoying their bodies as they were apt to do.

Still, she needed him and all she longed for was his touch, the first round of many that night, the stars watching down. Legend gasped and she knew he was close even without him telling her, the shudder that rippled through his body deliciously tangible.

Yes... More... Her mind drifted, the stars spinning and spinning as orgasm teased at her mind. She needed it, craved it, keening out her passion for it at the very moment that orgasm gripped her. The strength in Icebeam's wings faltered but the Pidgeot was not about to let her crash down, clutching her claws while his cock kept the lower half of her body level with his, thrusting and grinding, beak parting in a low groan.

"Oh, gods, Icebeam, yes... Yes... Icebeam..."

The husky croon was lost on the Articuno as he too met his high with open wings, screaming his conquest to anyone who cared to listen. Those with power were untouchable and yet neither of them intended any harm on the world, only life as rope after rope of his cum jetted forth, filling her up and slopping out of her slit around the length of his cock. There was simply no way for every drop to remain inside in such a position, thrusting rampantly, but there would be more than enough to seed one clutch, if not two, of eggs by the time the night was done.

Thus, their lust was spent, the Articuno keening shrilly, wings weak and shivering, yet loving her partner all the more for his support of her in such a devout moment. For it was a praise of sorts to give oneself over completely and utterly into the arms of such delight, trusting one another implicitly and explicitly.

It was the way of love too, if one wanted to go that far.

But the Articuno had all she wanted in her wings as the wind rushed by them, weightlessness overcoming the pair. Inside her, the Pidgeot's cock throbbed. Her heart soared.

The night was far from done.