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    The leader of the Bewinged had drawings from charcoal covering her body like tattoos and was waiting in the corner of her room, on a stool. Her hair was bronze with a red hue and had dark, rapter like black eyes inset in a pretty round face.

She was redrawing the markings on her skin with the ashes of the mirkasa tree when she realized that someone was trying to open the door with as little noise as possible. Alvara stood, not ashamed of her nakedness. "I thought it was you... Kapal..." The Bewinged chittered, her voice low.

"You know I hate it when you call me Kapal." Kapalphatau said as he folded his wings, a grin on his usually serious face. "I thought I could sneak in unnoticed, but I guess I can't quite fool you." he added.

She purred in response, walking towards him with her claws clicking against the floorboards, "What would you rather I call you?" Alvara's wings puffed up, seperated each and every feather before settling down, as impressive as ever in her wings sleek design.

As if to show off, Kapalphatau lazily stretched his black wings until his primaries grazed the opposite walls, then ruffled his own feathers and folded then again. "If you wish to shorten my name, call me Kap. But otherwise..." he said with a sly smile as the Tribal Mother approached him.

Stopping a few inches from him, she folded her wings against her back until the flight feathers crossed and her tail spread out, "Kap it is then... what do you see of the near future, oh prophet of mine?"

Kapalphatau allowed his eyes to wander slightly before regaining eye contact. "I see a dark room, and two figures within, close together." he said softly. As he spoke, he gently nudged the door with his wing so that it swung shut.

The action was not lost on her as Alvara turned and saunterred over to the other room, hips and tail swinging, "Oh really..." The Tribal Mother paused at the rough doorway, "In what room did you see this happen?"

Kapalphatau supressed a smile. "The nestchamber of a great lady." he said, following after Alvara. As he walked, he fanned his own tail. He liked the way she moved. He arched his large wings and fanned his primaries. The feathers on the back of his neck and on his shoulders stood up. "Namely, your own nestchamber."

One graceful eyebrow rose but her feathers responded to his and rose on their own accord as well, "I see..." She spread her wings and with one mighty push launched her lithe body in the air, landing in a crouch on the pile of furs of her nest.

Kapalphatau reached back and plucked out a few of his own coverts, so he had two feathers in each hand. All feathers either fanned or ruffled, Kapalphatau stepped forward and bowed on one knee, then stood and began to dance. He clicked his talons on the wood floor for rythm, and cooed more softly than one would expect from a man of his stature. He moved gracefully, fanning and closing his wings and tail in time to a perfect beat. This was his mating dance.

Still crouched, but impressed, she let her wings open and lay on the bed, her tail lifting up behind her and fanning open. Alvara let out a series of soft whistles, her breasts against the furs of her nest and turned her head, her hair cascading to cover half her face.

Kapalphatau brought his dance to a halt, pleased with himself. He walked up to Alvara and joined her on the bed, moving slowly and carefully. He leaned over her, positioning himself so that she was under him, her knees resting just in between his. He draped his wings over hers, then moved his head so that his chin rested on her shoulder. He ran his fingers through the feathers of her wings. "Fold you wings, love." he cooed, so that he may turn her over.

Her black eyes closed at his touch and she shivered but complied to his request and her tail flicked up slightly. Folding her wings loosely, Alvara allowed him to turn her over and once she was on her back, she spread out her wings again, her arms resting over her chest.

Kapalphatau reached back and unclipped the cord of his simple leather loincloth, and threw the only peice of clothing seperating him from her to the side. He pressed his body against her but did not enter her yet, but instead kissed her soft, delicate lips. Gently at first, testing her, holding it to savor the moment.

She let out a soft sigh, her hand settling on his arm while the other started at the base of his tail feathers and trailed up, sifting though the feathers of his wings before continuing back down, a deep moan escaping her throat.

Kapalphatau felt shivers of arousal course through him as Alvara ran her fingers through his feathers, a most delectable sensation. His arousal became apparant quickly, pressing between Alvara's legs. He ran his hand from her waist, over her stomach, to her breast, which he stroked and kneaded. With his other hand he reached down and put a gentle pressure on the inside of Alavara's thigh. At the same time he pushed one knee in between hers, then used both knees to ease Alavara's legs apart. "Are you well?" he asked softly as his fingers wandered to the crux of her shapely legs, checking to make she she was ready enough for him.

Gasping softly, "Kap..." Alvara whispered barely audible but slowly nodded, "Promise me... You'll become my Mate..." Her eyes searched his, asking, pleading. In the tribe's eye, it would be a good match for the leader to bond with their prophet. But that was not the reason she was asking this.

"I shall perform my dance for you and for you only." Kapalphatau replies lovingly, and takes the coverts he had plucked from his own wings and placed them in her hair, a sign of loyalty. He kissed her again, then began to ease himself inside of her, slowly as not to hurt her, watching her face closely for hints. When he saw that this pleased her, he pulled out and penetrated her again, a little faster this time, a little harder. He kissed her neck, her ears, her chest as his thrusts grew gradually in intensity, his hands holding her hips in place.

Her lips parted in a silent gasp, but she managed to get a hold of herself, her body shuddering from his strength. After a few moments Alvara wrapped her arms around his shoulders, nibbling on his neck and preening his feathers. In return, she met him thrust for thrust, feeling the passion building.

"Does this please you, my dear Lady?" Kapalphatau said breathlessly as he moved, snakelike above her, his skin sliding over hers as he moved. He felt his own pleasure building, her felt her muscles tighten rythmically around his formidable member, sending shockwaves of pleasure up his spine.

"Very much so..." She gasped out loud this time, "-It does." Alvara's tail feathers were fanned out beneath her on the furs, her wings shivering. Biting harder on his neck, she stiffled another moan.

Kapalphatau was starting to sweat slightly, his breathing heavier. Kapalphatau grasped behind Alvara's thighs and pushed them up and apart, opening Alvara for the deepest possible penetration. Then he kissed her neck again, tasting her skin with his tongue, and bit her gently. His body and wings were quivering as pleasure welled up inside of him, and from the strain of his consistant, now almost aggressive thrusting.

Responding to this change, Alvara wrapped her thighs and legs around his hips, keeping them together as she strained against him, pulling his as far as he could go inside of her.

"A-alvara..." he said, the word coming out as a gasp. He breathing was nothing but gasping now as he thrust with all his strength, delving deep inside of her, the sheer pleasure of her tightness shooting through him. A sort of hard shiver ran through him, and a low moan escaped his lips, and he thrust, one, two, three....His muscles relaxed all at once and his wings drooped from their arched position as he came to a climax, emptying himself inside of Alvara. He leaned over Alvara, still inside of her, holding himself up in a push-up position. He kissed Alvara lovingly on the lips, then pulled out, spent for the moment. "Alvara, my love, are you pleased? Or shall I pleasure you with more than my body?" he asked.

"I am very pleased my dear Kap..." Alvara managed to get out through her own receeding climax, her body twitching and her hands, now bent to her chest opened and closed, her legs however still. Using a smaller piece of hide, the Tribal mother cleaned herself and curled into a ball on her side next to Kap, sighing in bliss.

Kapalphatau wiped himself off on the back of his loincloth, before taking Alvara into his arms, cuddling her against his chest. "My love and my mate..." he sighed, before allowing himself to drift off into a peaceful sleep.

"My mate..." She repeated in a deep whisper, touching his face with a slender hand and entangling her claws in his. Alvara continued to memorize his face before eventually falling asleep with a slight smile on her face.

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2007-10-08 [Steel Mal'ak]: You start us off.

2007-10-08 [Steel Mal'ak]: Am I correct in assuming that these people walk around naked often?

2007-10-08 [Aeolynn]: um... kind of... most of the young ones wear full clothes while the adults often wear loincloths at the very least... Might be uncomfortable with their tail feathers tho... I would assume since it's raining clothing would be ignored.

2007-10-08 [Steel Mal'ak]: I doubt kap would wear clothing often anyways...but yeah, I think I'll give him a loincloth.

2007-10-08 [Aeolynn]: okiedokay

2007-10-08 [Steel Mal'ak]: I guess they could wear a loincloth that covered the front and not the back would work, since their feathers would cover the back.

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