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“Look at you. So desperate for it. My little cock slut.”
He coos and moans, stretching his neck and arches his hips. Lifting him by his thighs, I pull out to shove myself back in and roll my hips with his, our thighs slapping together. I fuck into him over and over, his wet hole making filthy squelching sounds around my plunging cock. “So sexy.”
He tightens around me, his walls tugging and squeezing me in all the right ways. I go deeper, slamming against his prostate and he gasps, his body trembling.
“Ready for my cum?”
His next coo almost sounds like a scream. He's begging for it. Needs me to fill him. So I do, my spine tingling and skin buzzing as my warm cum shoots inside his hole. I shake on top of him, my legs turning into jello while I feel on the verge of blacking out. He milks me with his hungry hole clenching around me, his hips slowly lifting and lowering until I'm pulling out.
I quickly drop down his body, lifting his ass in the air while I lick and gather my cum with my tongue. My mouth is filling with it and I push it into my cheeks, holding it for when I'm ready to feed my love bird his last course of dinner before cake. Smiling with a full mouth, I lower his body and climb back over him, reaching between our bodies to stroke his cock while my mouth drips over his.
His lips part and his tongue darts out to catch my release as I slowly spit it into his eager mouth. He drinks everything I give him and licks at my mouth while swallowing my cum down, not wanting to waste a single drop. His body convulses during his last lick inside my mouth and my hand keeps tugging on his cock until he's spilling his load between us.
“So beautiful. Perfect. Amazing. Mine.” I continue to compliment him in between sweet kisses. We roll around on the blanket, smashing some of the food while being lost in each other's arms and mouths.
We ignore the rest of the world, only caring about what's happening between us. I pet the back of his hair, hoping his wings aren't getting too much damage. We've learned to have several pairs on hand for different occasions. I selected the cheaper pair, a set I bought with intentions of bending and scratching up. It's what he needs sometimes and what I require is everything involving him.
We both pull away breathless and he appears as hot as I feel. He smiles at me, his eyes slowly blinking.
“How about we have some cake before you pass out on me?”
He coos and once I catch my balance, I pull him to his feet. We both sway on our way to the kitchen, my laughter louder than his. I pin him against the counter and kiss his lips, rubbing my nose to his. “You're so perfect,” I say softly, stroking his back before lifting him up on the counter. He winces.
“Sore?”
His big smile tells me everything I need to know. His wings spread out among the cabinets and I lick up the mess on his stomach enjoying having his taste mix with mine on my tongue. He wiggles and shifts on the counter the whole time I'm licking and slurping at his skin.
“All clean,” I say, glancing up at him.
His brown eyes melt into mine and he rubs over my bottom lip with his thumb.
“Stay right here. I won't be far.” I make sure he's steady on the counter before grabbing the cake from the fridge. His gaze follows the box as I set it on the counter. I curse under my breath when I open the top. “I forgot to write your name after happy birthday.”
His head tilts as if he doesn't understand the big deal. He's less picky and easier to please when he's my dove. Theo would have griped that this cake could be for anyone. I'm here to please all sides of him. Rummaging through the plastic bag on the counter, I collect three small tubes of icing. Red, green and blue. After spelling out his name in large, messy letters, I swipe icing from the side and bring it to his opening mouth.
“Ready to eat whatever I give you, aren't you?”
Instead of responding with sounds, he nudges his head toward the cake while licking his beak.
“Don't worry, I'll get you more.” I feed him cake with a fork and then let him eat some from my mouth, the way a bird would from another. It's such an intimate and loving moment between us. All of them are, but this one right here is him fully relying and depending on me. It takes my breath away and causes my heart to expand at the same time. He had me seeing stars a bit ago and now I'm surrounded by the sun.
“I love you, baby.”
He rubs his nose on mine, nipping at my lips. Using his wing, he points at the cake and then at me.
I shake my head. “No more cake for me. But I will have a little icing and I think I'll eat it off you instead.”
His face wrinkles in confusion and I clear everything up when I use the blue tube to write something on his skin. I keep my hand mostly in the way until I've covered his arm some more. When I run out of icing, I stand back and lift his arm to his face.
He smiles down at my work, his eyes traveling over every letter spelling outpretty,perfectandmine.
They are true and I'll never stop reminding him of what I see every time I look at him. As I clean his arm with my mouth, his eyes water and I can feel his pulse in my hand as my fingers tighten around his wrist. I'll capture this memory too. The same way he has me and my heart.
