[ he wished . . . he had his wings back, almost. erebus is wide eyed when pushed back, but doesn’t react negatively. no pushes or shoved against him, he’s caught looking at yellow feathered wings growing membranes, losing their mostly bird-like figure to a mix of dragon.
back against the ground and eleos straddling him regardless, erebus grows excited, hands on his mate’s hips and hungrily rising to explore where his wings begin. ]
They’re so you—
[ his hip rolls onto eleos from behind, holding himself up with his legs and using his thighs, his knees, as a support behind his bonded if he chose to sit up. ]
[As if spurred on by Erebus's touch, the wings continue to grow and change in shape. They're strengthening as well, adding muscle that the other pair had been lacking. When it was through, they'd be strong enough to fly and support his weight.
Feathers begin to molt, little yellow feathers fall off the wing and float gently to the ground. It'll take awhile before they're all gone and the new feathers can start to grow in, a few days at least, but the process is starting.
And like the horns, Erebus feeling the wings brings jolts of pleasure to Eleos. They're so new and sensitive. ]
They feel like me... [He murmurs, rubbing against Erebus's cheek as his hips move down to grind into Erebus's. He meant the words. With each change, he was realizing how uncomfortable he felt in his old skin. This whole process felt less like he was being altered, and more like he was revealing what he was supposed to be all along.
Little gasps and nips happen as his cock rubs against the other, sending a wave of pleasure through him. A little reptilian hiss accompanies the gasp without meaning to]
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back against the ground and eleos straddling him regardless, erebus grows excited, hands on his mate’s hips and hungrily rising to explore where his wings begin. ]
They’re so you—
[ his hip rolls onto eleos from behind, holding himself up with his legs and using his thighs, his knees, as a support behind his bonded if he chose to sit up. ]
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Feathers begin to molt, little yellow feathers fall off the wing and float gently to the ground. It'll take awhile before they're all gone and the new feathers can start to grow in, a few days at least, but the process is starting.
And like the horns, Erebus feeling the wings brings jolts of pleasure to Eleos. They're so new and sensitive. ]
They feel like me... [He murmurs, rubbing against Erebus's cheek as his hips move down to grind into Erebus's. He meant the words. With each change, he was realizing how uncomfortable he felt in his old skin. This whole process felt less like he was being altered, and more like he was revealing what he was supposed to be all along.
Little gasps and nips happen as his cock rubs against the other, sending a wave of pleasure through him. A little reptilian hiss accompanies the gasp without meaning to]