pishirogane | prismatica

[Naoto had made herself comfortable sitting next to a few other Ostella when she heard it. His voice was not hard to hear - even if it was, she'd heard him sing plenty of times; or even if he wasn't singing, she recognized that alluring tone beneath.]

[She paid little heed to how her body took its Iris traits this time, but it leaned more bat-like this time around - an affect of her Ostella marking and need to join the Astella calling her. She stretched out her arms - her wings - and lifted off in a few flaps.]

[Maybe she didn't know the lyrics, but she did recognize the song, singing back the melody his way while looking for him. Now, would he continue singing his part of the song?]

[He'd known it wasn't always going to get a call back, but every time he perched and sang, changed tunes, he hoped that was going to be the one. Up until now, he stuck with a few bars with everything in his lungs before moving on to another perch.

His heart lifted when he heard a response. His wing claws curled, dragged long lines down the bark of those trees. Rivals would see just how big he was, how powerful he was and perhaps back off.]

I find I spend my time
Waiting on your call
How can I tell you, babe?
My back's against the wall-

[He scanned the horizon. Where? Where was she? She sounded closer just then.]

I need you by my side
To tell me it's alright
'Cause I don't think I can take anymore...!

[Hovering, looking around, she wondered where he was. Her long ears pulled back when she didn't immediately spot him, but rose when she heard his voice again, the tips lighting up. Over there...?]

[Again, she responded with the melody, hovering over trees. She thinks she heard him over here...? Her clawed feet curled, wondering. Well, even if he wasn't here exactly, she'd continue searching.]

[That scent... that most wonderful scent. She was here somewhere, but where was she? That does it. He was too low. He needed to be higher!

Upon releasing the trees, he was up like a shot, carried by massive, leathery wings. It was the perfect time for a chorus:]

Is this love that I'm feeling?
Is this the love that I've been searching for?
Is this love or am I dreaming?
This must be love
'Cause it's really got a hold on me
A hold on me...!

[Her ears were up and her eyes widened. She turned around and saw him, his form slightly different, but that voice unchanged. Singing with an extra lute to it, she swooped over to him upon wings more delicate than his own, but ones that brought her close to him all the same.]

Kanji-kun...

[Their eyes met, and that's when something strange and new happened. It was like warm fingers running up the spine, followed by the sensation of a satisfied sigh. Coupled with the sound of her name, uttered like a song, Kanji had yet to realize that dragons had a mental link between mates.

He reached out for her, his body flush and the mark beneath his ear gleaming. Each moment he spent fighting rivals, each item he'd procured for the nest, and each unanswered song all lead up to this. His search was over.

The Ostella was pulled in close, lips brushing against her face as his fingers moved down her ears. With it came pangs of apology: He's so sorry he took so long in seeking, there are so many others... too many damned others all honking and shrieking, sounding like knives in the ears, other Astella dancing in ways that angered and frustrated him. It must've been so much noise.]

[Being taken into his hold complicated her ability to fly, but it was worth it to be held and supported by his wings. The marks at her ears brightened as she sighed and nuzzled against him.]

[There was a zip through her at the touch of his lips and a pleased warmth rising in her abdomen and loins. She had tried to keep her feelings in control as to not draw in other Astella, but now that he was here, she didn't have to. It was a bother ignoring those Astella dancing and singing she mentally pressed before pushing her chest against him harder.]

[He would make up for causing her to wait, right? Possibly... something of their own?]

[He opened his wings further and let gravity claim them, slowly descending back to the floor where the nest awaited. Bare flesh was meshed, and he was all but surrounded with the scent of her. Before the night was through, he wanted little more than to be wreathed in it so that no mistake would be made on whether or not this Astella had a mate.

Once his feet touched the grass he sank further to a seat. They could stand and mate as they had before, but just as gravity had a way of bringing them back to the earth, he couldn't forget that their efforts stained the grass. They had to be strategic... he understood somehow that he'd kept her waiting. Were their minds somehow linked?

As he eased her back he eased himself out of what clothing remained, pants and undergarment that would only hinder than help. He stood erect beneath, to nobody's surprise when a man had a pair of hungry eyes like his were now. He had a duty to her, now, one that overtook all else, even sense: The hours they spent apart needed to be made up in spades, and he wasn't going to be finished until his Ostella was bred.

His face was flushed, but focused as he lowered to kiss her and linger. One broad hand gently parted her thighs while the other grasped himself, lined everything up. His end of the link was filled with how she felt against his lips, against his bare skin, how she fluttered and tightened around his cock every time they made love. This time was different... he wasn't sure how, but he could feel it.]

[Gravity was their guide downward, but Naoto was caught up in her Astella. How long were they apart? She missed him and wanted to be covered by his scent and possibly have a new mark made. Why did they have to fade so quickly?]

[Slightly unsteady on her claws, she followed him down to the grass, tucking her wing arms beneath her chin but keeping her breasts exposed as her back touched the ground. Here? Yes, here would do. Anyone who might bear witness would know full well she was a claimed Ostella and wouldn't take another. Oh, she wished she helped him disrobe, but her heart thrummed at the show of him exposing himself too, the moisture between her thighs becoming slicker.]

[Laughing softly, she purred into his mouth as they kissed, and her legs opened to his hand without resistance. Just a little closer... and she moaned, her mind assailed by new sensations. Was that how it felt for him? If that's how he wanted it, then he needed to know how she felt, how their connection made her feel full and warm, and how those heats turned into lightning tingling so pleasantly throughout her body.]

[Let them watch. Let them see. But Lyestella help them if they do anything to pull him away now.

That warmth spread over his body, that revitalizing tingle, and he couldn't bear it anymore; all lined up, he entered her and wasted no time in renewing everything that had worn off, taking her with him with each time he drove them to meet. He wasn't sure when this odd mind linking had started happening, but it was intense, undeniable. If this was how she felt...!

His wings unfurled, thrust to the ground and held on tight. This freed his hands to move up her body, drag his nails down her back with a wordless intent.]

[Her legs snapped tight around him when he entered, claws curling closed and trembling as he thrust. Her hips pushed back and her wing talons clicked against each other while a new sensation assaulted her. Pressure - almost familiar in a way; when her tentacles penetrated him, but the feeling now was so much stronger.]

[As or him, leaking back, he'd feel it too, of being stretched open and having her deepest parts rubbed just right. Even his nails running down her back, he would feel that too - which, good, she couldn't do that for him right now. It was a miracle she hadn't climaxed immediately.]

[Her legs locked around him and his thoughts sailed into that joyous satisfaction. It said, 'You stay right the hell there', and he was ever for it. It urged him harder, coupled with the phantom feeling of being entered and filled. He could swear she'd slipped a tentacle somewhere, and he couldn't fight that hoarse outburst that left him.

After a heated breath he lowered, his mouth against her breasts pressed teasingly between her wings and begging for a touch. A hand swept down to grab a handful of her ass and hang on tight, hold her as steady as he could. The sounds she made, they were always so cute... but they were even better when he hit the right spot...!]

[It was unfortunate she didn't have her full tentacles this time. She would love being able to share and share alike. Perhaps another time she would be so lucky.]

[His mouth to her breasts, her wing talons pressed carefully against his head, passing on each tremor that raced through her body. Could he feel her heart pounding? Both in mind and under lip? She muffled her squeak at the initial squeeze of her ass, but upon another wave of every sensation pouring through her brain, she squealed. Faster, harder, she mentally groaned beneath her physical volume; she was so close...!]

[He could feel her heart pounding, quickening with her little squeak; the outpouring of everything that zinged and swept through her body. It was everything he shared in kind, an impossible heat building in his core and this tight, aching feeling that begged further and further to let everything unfurl and the mind spin.

Kanji offered his own soft cry of her name, tinged with chroma that ran across the skin like so many fingers. That's right... he'd mated with her before. Of course there was a link.

He teetered and didn't hold himself back, drove in hard as he came. Having noticed a mark upon her breast that had faded far too long for his liking, he took the liberty of setting his teeth, holding firm as he ground, feeling himself empty into her.]

[He didn't hold himself back either way - physically or mentally. To feel him cum, but then to feel him cum had Naoto doing the same, his name a cry from her lips shortly after his teeth bore down on her flesh.]

[Something about his cum pulsing into her body this time felt slightly different. It came with its usual heated torrents and throbs, warmed her insides, and pooled as it all settled inside, but it... she wasn't entirely sure how to put it. It tingled a little more than usual maybe...]

[A strange tingle inside... coupled with a sea of mingled emotion, he could feel the goosebumps rush over his body. He wouldn't question it, focused on the marks he'd left and coaxing them to a deep, rosy pink.

But he didn't want to part from her. Even now, he moved with her to keep her high sailing, his lips moving their way up to her collarbone, along her neck...]

You're beggin'
I can feel your knees sinkin'...
When did this bed turn to water?

[His hands roamed as she was still buzzing, his head filled with a song. But he was a little cheeky and nipped his mate's ear. Now that they'd found each other, they had all the time in the world, didn't they? A little thought flit across their link: Why make just one when I could put so many more inside...?]

Is it that good?
My love, my flower
Is he that good...?

[She felt full, but she could always endure more - always wanted to be overfilled. Feeling him move while her hips still shook prolonged her hazy mind, but she could push forward some feeling - the electricity that pleasurably started her nerves with the sultry whisper of 'More~'.]

A-Ah... Kanji-kun...!

[And there was more. He knew exactly what his voice could do and would know more as her mind didn't have the chance to block how his soft melody struck euphoric gold. Her ears folded to his bites and her talons - she still had to refrain from accidentally scratching.]

[She shivered at his thoughts, but purred back. Then do it all the times you want.]

[He could pick up on her reservation, those claws potentially running over his skin and harming him. He needed to reassure her.]

My hands are powers
They're just that good-

[He moved now, propped by wing claws to bring them upright. But as he crept over the edge of that nest and settled in it proper, he decided on a change of pace: He seemed to be growing with a casual little shake of his body, as if casually shaking off the last bits of his clothing. Fur sprouted from bare skin, teeth against her ear sharpened, but a long tongue drew over the shell, swept chroma to mend the marks here. Broad hands, now clawed, balanced her as he settled her in his lap and leaned back.

She wanted more, and he had so much more to give... the Astella went from man to beast.]

There's no need to ask, babe
I'll give it all to you
Anything you ask me
I'll give it all to you~

[His voice deepened, too, accommodated by the thicker throat. What parted her folds and sought to fill her was so much thicker as well, each firm pap of his hips against hers coaxing his knot to begin to form. What better way to ensure nothing would escape...?]

[Holding onto him, she took a better look around the nest, pleased with what was gathered. Of course, why would she expect any less from her Astella? By now, he knew her better than most everyone else - physically even more so.]

[Closer inspection of the components put into the nest would have to wait however. Looking back at him, she watched him change and felt her heart pump again fast within her chest. There he was; and if she hadn't been slick before, she certainly would be. Shuddering, settled into his lap, her eyes were on his face before lowering down his torso to... it.]

[Another shiver down her spine, a hot moan escaped as he continued to sing... and this time, her talons pressed against his arms as she took him all in, hips gyrating to help speed his swelling. Indeed, get that bulb grown and planted inside her.]

[Any building she wished to do, any alteration, books that begged to be eased open and explored, and nothing but the finest teas would decorate the nest... perhaps later she'd see some giant robot models hidden in there somewhere. This Ostella had been the very one in this Astella's mind.

To boot, she was a hell of a sight: The way her hips gyrated as he sank into her, sending another shot of pre-cum to drench her inner walls, a promise of what would be coming.]

There's no need to say a damn thing
Your actions are doing all the asking...

[He eased her back, he needed to taste her. As music thrummed through his mind, his tongue trailed and lingered at her neck, nestled where he could feel her hammering pulse. She wasn't alone; his was beating like crazy, too...]

I can feel your body trembling
Don't worry, I'm'a give it all to you~

[Long and maddeningly precise, his tongue circled a nipple and gave it a pluck. How could he neglect these...? Shame on him. Had he softer hands, he would play with her breasts. His mouth would do again. Wasn't any problem for him... even if they grew big and heavy again with no little mouths to feed just yet.

But oh, as he felt himself growing thicker again, he arched his hips and guided her to ride that bulb with an eager groan. Nearly there... it was nearly the perfect size to ensure no waste. He needed everything he had pumped into her. Though being a Sanguis ensured heavy loads, he was fully formed; his beloved Ostella, he hoped, would not be unsatisfied.]

[Looked like her little movements were having the best effect and she bit her lips at just the feeling of pre-cum, almost like it was preparing her too. It already wasn't going anywhere.]

[Her poor, poor Astella and Sanguis. In this form, he had to be so terribly backed up and ready to pour it all in. Good thing her womb was more than ready to be flooded and that same flow stemmed by her mate.]

[Feeling herself tilt back, her talons moved to hook on his shoulders, leaving her body completely open to his tongue and mouth. Exhaling, she arched to his tongue and whined as her breasts yielded to his cheeky assault. How much would he like them to be swollen and full again? He needed to be patient. All he would do now was make them bigger.]

[Naoto cooed and shifted her own arch to her hips to meet his, opening her legs more with that knot beginning to form. Almost there; faster, faster, she mentally urged. She wanted to cum on his knot and have her core filled by his seed.]

[So impatient. He gave a low, rumbling laugh as he swept along the curves of her breasts, giving the other nipple the same cheeky strokes, coaxing this one to swell to meet its other. After hiding them for so long, he was relieved she was comfortable in showing them. But god, was it hard to gauge if there ever was a good time in private to catch her and just run his hands up her body on a normal day... in fact, it was a strong enough image that it slipped through, a desire to be more playful and be less shy.

Not that he had bashfulness now, working faster into her as he tipped his head to watch where they met, where his cock disappeared into her soaked sex. He pulled himself in closer, urgently stroking his knot to its full size against her as he lined himself up. His wing claws sought hold of her legs and lifted them high, angling her hips.

I'm coming...

Like a growled whisper right to the ear, words flowing through their link, coupled with a full-bodied caress as his abs visibly taught. With a growl he pushed firm, sliding that wide knot inside, the sensation a hot satisfaction blended with that electric pleasure. But what followed was another burst of ecstasy, the wave after wave that arrived with orgasm.

Her hips' angle let his cum pool inside, hot with chroma and bringing that odd tingle. As he continued to thrust, his knot pushed it all deeper, eased until he could go no deeper. He happily shared the sparks that flit through his mind with each throb that ran down his cock, each with another virile rope that wouldn't dare go to waste. As he purred, ground against her hips and nuzzled her face and neck, a clawed palm settled against her belly, as if to protect all the little ones as they were being made.]

[Could he blame her? He enjoyed mating just as much as she did and if there was a chance she could give her Astella something in return, she'd take it. Though, perhaps he liked her breasts just as much as their intimate engagements; if only - ah, the image from his side. She was sure they could work something out.]

[Talons pressed, her hips remaining high, the way he plunged into her body was obscene given his size to her body, but it was perfect to her. A wonderfully perverse sight and that knot was nothing to joke about either, and so soon would it be caught inside her body keeping them tied together. Her back slid a little as he moved her hips, but if this angle helped, she wasn't going to object.]

[Naoto's excitement at those two words had her saying his name back, panting with her volume steadily rising. No time for honorifics either...]

Kanji... Kanji...!

[The force, the feel, and the heat that came with his knot opening his walls and burying inside her body had her screaming, her climax barely hitting a second after she felt him teeter over the same end. Her hips were high enough that she almost felt each shot of his thick cum in her stomach. She shut her eyes tight to feel more, passing back similar snippets to him of feel full and the pressure of some slight swelling; even his claw rubbing against her belly would feel like a rub against his own stomach.]

[She knew it wouldn't happen, but she could still imagine - let him see her stomach be full... and filling their nest with a clutch of eggs.]

[He felt that tingle over his stomach and shivered, couldn't help that rubbing in kind; shared sensation was tremendously encouraging... it told him these things felt so good...!

But her shout was like music on its own, sending a sharp zing up his spine. The heat pooled, the fullness was incredible. Kanji sailed along on impossible thoughts, images of sitting with her and touching her rounded stomach, of sharing a kiss together while proudly linked hand in hand over a nest full of eggs. Such a strange combination of sights, and yet nothing in his mind found anything odd. Weren't they both odd individuals as it was?

Over time the pumping ebbed, but that bulb would hold and they would remain locked together for the time. But even surrounded by what should have been distracting song and large shadows sailing over the treeline above, he never wanted to be anywhere else. He eased her legs down, helped get her comfy. Astella or no, he was always up for cuddling.]

[Things felt perfect - he made everything perfect.]

[The thoughts he sent back in response to her own had her smiling... and her eyes stinging a little. They were odd, but maybe that was just natural for them. It felt - and looked - normal enough to her. She kind of wished more that they could have it.]

[Humming, Naoto welcomed being eased down and drew herself to his chest. This right here was comfortable for her, being locked together and skin-to-skin. She sighed and pressed a kiss to his chest.]

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