Eagle Witch
The play of the plumage was firm, but in texture, it was satiny. shaking her head, she chuckled. “liar." “no, this world has no place for liars." “you-" she stopped and shook her head again. “this wasn't how this was supposed to go."
Reward of the Hunt
\>my member sank and felt to have disappeared into her warm soft plumage. she began to wiggle back and forth like she had earlier, and by the heavens the feeling of it!
Pokémon: Darkest Taboo, Pt32
Part of hoped she would watch him latter and maybe even join in as he would love to try make eggs with her, adjusting his stance to show off his plumage and physique he watched her eyeing him up as she left with her own human.
Between A Rock and A Hard... Something
Downy plumage billowing out over her flesh as her form swelled, the layer of feathers making her seem even larger, faster.. especially when she ruffled them up, which happened often, considering her mindset.
The Next Journey
The females' 'manes' were like the plumage of birds. thick, velvety and of dazzling colour, only serving to draw the eye of a potential mate.
For the Love of Gems
Kishin laughed, her tendrils extending outwards in all directions from the plumage on her back, slowly stretching their way up towards the gryphon in the tree.
A Chocobo's Life, Chapter 2
We'd be able to air out our minds and plumage, and get our edge back.
Tulin: Upon Return
Tulin calls out with lustful, wordless moans, pulling his face out of his father's plumage just enough to vocalise his pleasure. his beak clenches for a few seconds, before opening it up to let out a bird-call.
Seeker Sought
Before i know it, he's upon me, his hands on my hips, his face pressed in my plumage, and his dick poking at my finely furred thighs. he growls and looks deep into my eyes. i stare back and place my hands upon his shoulders. he smiles.
Rain-Kissed Danger
She noticed a mane of plumage, that fanned backward and branched at the end. however, the dizzying experience wasn't worth ruining her vision, so she quickly closed her eyes.
Hot Winter Nights
Shazera crooned as his hand traveled lower and lower, trailing down her breast, her belly, and then her sleek abdomen plumage. her underbelly was so soft. the finest feathers he'd ever felt.
Featherheads: ...Have Featherbutts
My plumage is white as the maker's beard. from where might i hail?" she quizzed him. finley thought about that for a moment, reflecting on the local avian races.