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After all this time he still gets so damn excited for me. By the time I reach the room he's already naked and crouching on the blankets. “What a sight you are, baby. Are you ready to be my pretty bird?”
He rocks forward, nodding and I can hear his body calling for me to pet him. Listening to what he needs, I stroke his hair and the back of his neck. “You're doing so good for me. So patient and strong like I know you can be.”
Fuck, he’s beautiful. I carry this image in my head every damn day but nothing compares to being in the moment. Seeing him bare and kneeling for me within touching distance is everything. I pet him a few more times, receiving as much from it as he does before approaching the wooden chest in front of the bed. It's where we keep all his gear now. We've slowly added new additions over time, and the last item I purchased was a leather hood. The material is a lot sturdier than the mask he used to wear and better made too.
After gathering everything from the chest, I lay it all out on the bed so he can choose what he wants to wear today. The feathered tail, wings, and hood are all he chooses.
“You sure?” I rest my hand on the bed, leaning forward. “It's chilly outside.”
Sighing softly, he adds the white stockings to the pile earning a laugh from me.
“Can I add something too?”
He nods without hesitation. So much trust he has in me. It's beautiful. It's taken so long to get here but I'd gladly go back to the beginning if it leads me to him each time. I'll experience the hurt, pain, struggles and everything in between if I had to. He's so fucking worth all of it and more. As long as I stay as I am and keep my promises, he'll keep trusting and believing. Then there will never be a need to go back.
Only forward and man do I have so many plans for us. I hope he does too. Walking over to the dresser, I grab a white lace jock strap and rush back to the bed. “I don't want you to be too uncomfortable outside from the cold. I'll bring an additional blanket as well. Better safe than sorry.”
“I'm sure you'll have no issues warming me up. Now stop worrying so much and help me become your pretty bird.”
“At least we already have the first part down,” I say, stroking his cheek as he slides on the underwear. He blushes and I can't wait to see the rest of his skin flushing the pretty dark pink it often does when I fuck him. I haven't been inside him since this morning and reaching for the butt plug on the bed only has my cock aching for it more. I need to find some patience before I can remind him to have some.
“Ready for me to put your tail in?”
“Mhm,” he answers quickly while tugging on his stocking. Once both are on, he turns around and scoots backward until his ass is practically hanging off the bed. Smiling, I grab the lube from the nightstand and pour it on my fingers before spreading it between his cheeks. More squirts onto my hand and I coat the silicone end of the plug until it’s dripping wet like his clenching hole. Oh fuck.
“Look how wet you are for me already. Soon you'll be stretched and open for me too.”
He coos, craning his neck. He's already slipping away and I can't wait to help him go the rest of the way.
“This will be a little cold at first.” Pulling his cheeks apart, I press the tip of the plug to his entrance and slowly work it inside him. He moans with each twist and thrust. I keep going until he's completely full and the only part peeking out of him is the white tail feathers. I press a kiss to the top of his crack and then tailbone. “So fucking beautiful. You took the plug so wonderfully, baby.” I stroke up and down his tail. “The prettiest feathers I've ever seen.”
A few unintelligible sounds come from him and I reach for his wings. After slipping on his harness, I slide his hood over his head. “There's my pretty bird.” I pet his head and behind his ear. He stretches out his back and his tail swishes a little.
“Turn around for me baby.”
He does as I ask and stares up at me waiting for his next order. I offer him my hand and he takes it, allowing me to pull him out of bed. Hooking my arm around him, we walk to the back porch through the kitchen door. My love bird's eyes widen when he sees all the food laying out on the blanket. He flaps his wings over to the pumpkin seeds and drops in front of them. Leaning forward he pecks at them slowly and I laugh. His mouth and eyes are the only parts of him visible in the mask.
“Aren't you going to wait for me to be down there with you?”
He stops eating and slowly sits up. Staring down, he tucks his wings around him. His way of apologizing. He tweets a little, making a mixture of sweet and sad sounds.
“It's okay baby.” I rush to his side and fall to the floor beside him. “You haven't upset me or made me disappointed. I promise.” I stroke his cheek. “I only had hoped to feed you a little myself first.”
He sits up straighter and coos. Staring at me and then the food, he bobs his head.
“Okay, okay, love bird. It's my fault for making you go so long without eating. It took me a lot longer than I thought it would to frost your cake.” We are both more than aware of my baking skills not being anywhere near his level. It wasn't perfect but it was made with all his favorite ingredients. Lemon, vanilla, and cream cheese frosting.
A few seeds are left behind when I scoop as much as I can in my hand. Lifting it closer to his mouth, I nod to give him the go ahead.
His mouth is wetting my palm in a matter of seconds, his warm tongue darting in and out of his mouth.
“Don't eat too fast, baby. The food isn't going anywhere and neither is your handler.”
Slowing down he eats the remaining seeds from my hand and licks his way up my arm, biting at my shirt. His desperate tugs and scratching at the cotton material are his ways of telling me he wants my clothes off. I start with my shirt and unbutton my jeans when he shoves his face into my crotch, nudging at the zipper.
“Patience, love bird. You haven't eaten enough to have your Sir’s cock yet.”
He sits up and licks his lips, his eyes remaining on my bulge. I slip off my jeans and toss them off to the side with my shirt. Laying out on the blanket, I set pieces of watermelon and slices of strawberries on the front of my body. I start with my chest and work my way down to below my belly button, right above the waistband of my black underwear. “Come eat off me, baby.”
