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287 – Ruffling Feathers

"This is sickening." Morgan said, nose tipped up haughtily at the pair opposite her. "I'm going to throw up."

Her protests weren't having much effect. Sitting side by side, one arm and one wing around each other, Harper and Calcine were making moon eyes at each other. Their free hands pressed together, fingers intertiwined, Calcine blew Harper as a kiss as she squeezed Harper's palm. The white feathered Swanna squeezed back and raised the hand to her mouth, kissing the back of Calcine's palm. Calcine loved the tender gesture, Harper and her gone hard on each other last time they'd met but this wasn't a rematch. Harper accepted Calcine was in charge, and having the beautiful white feathered beauty just enjoy being doted on felt great. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Calcine found a real simple enjoyment in taking charge and satisfying people, it's why she and Brandy worked so well together. Getting to thoroughly spoil Harper, someone she'd been crushing on for quite some time, it was a giddy treat after a tough day of battling. Calcine took Harper's palm, and instead of a kiss laid a long lick over it, thick and heavy. It made Harper squirm in her suit, ruffling her pristine feathers as she panted excitedly.   

"Gross, gross, gross!" Morgan fake gagged gripping her hat tight and pulling it down over her eyes. "Don't do that where I can see! This is like watching two old mothers kiss."

Harper giggled and nuzzled up to Calcine's, her white feathery dress swaying out to cover both their laps. "She's watching though isn't she? We're not keeping her here."

"Morgan is very dramatic," Calcine rumbled, "It's what we love about her."

"Like a whole different Pokémon," Harper said proudly, "I'm glad she's come out of her nest for you all."

"She's been incredible." Calcine sighed, looking wistfully at the top of Morgan's hat. "Taught our Trainer how to think more strategically, incredible at taking out threats quickly in fights. I can't wait to get to know her better."

"You've done far better than we ever did," Harper smiled, "Catching her was a nightmare and you know how much of a mess we made of things after that, the flocks having to learn how to all be ourselves again."

"That why you're here on your own?" Morgan huffed. "Chasing that Rolycoly dick."

"Carkol now," Harper said gleefully, her fingers wiggling in the handhold. A few bubbles came out of her fingertips, slowly drifting down to pop against Calcine's stomach and shine up her abs. "And it's an improvement in all aspects. I fell hard for you before Calcine, and I'm ready to do it even harder this time round."

"Saps," Morgan huffed. "You used to be cool."

"Someone's jealous," Harper replied, her beak dipping under Calcine's chin and pecking a soft kiss. Her lips felt as soft as her feathers and were coated with a little wetness that made Calcine's insides rumble. Just like Brandy, her Steam Engine loved having a bit of water poured on it. "Morgan was sweet on me you know Calcine?"

"Harper," Morgan hissed. "Don't you dare."

Ah. So that's why Morgan was here. To stop Calcine hearing any juicy stories about her past with Harper and the Flock. Sparky would have found that irresistable, but Calcine wanted Morgan to be happier more than she wanted to know embrassing secrets. There was only one way to help Morgan relax.

"I got so excited the first time I slept with a human I got hiccups." Calcine said, "We tried all the cures we could think of, but none of them worked. So we just fucked while I had to stop to hiccup every few seconds. It was ridiculous."

"Awwww, Cal," Harper crooned, squeezing the Carkol's hand, "You were just so excited were you?"

"Oh yeah, she was so hot," Calcine admitted. "A real outdoors girl, I didn't know what to do with her. She absolutely humbled me."

Much as Calcine would like to think she was being slick, she knew Morgan wasn't the sort to be so easily tricked. From the thin red stare Calcine could see from under Morgan's hat brim, she could tell the Murkrow knew exactly what Calcine was doing. Trying to dull the edge by embrassing herself first. She did relax a little in the chair, her wings resting against the back but she was still staring balefully at them. Well, time to up the embrassment. 

"What was your first time like Harper?" Calcine asked, "Can't be worse than that."

"It was a little, Swanna are considered a pretty big deal in Unova. We're infamously picky and a lot of people try to court us. I wasn't interested in anyone trying though, there was a woman who owned a bakery stall in the park I liked to haunt and she'd always give me pretzels."

Morgan gasped, tipping her hat up. "I never heard this story! You gave up your first for a pretzel? Harper, that's Wingull behaviour."

"They were incredible pretzels." Harper sniffed, "I do have immaculate standards in my women. As you well know."

 "It all sounds cute to me, what was embarassing about that?" Calcine asked. 

"I assumed I was so incredibly well loved and powerful I'd be able to fuck her through her bedframe." Harper blushed. "Never underestimated a woman again, she absolutely ate me up. I was hanging off her a sweating mess in minutes. She petted my cowlick and told me I was a good girl. Was so embrassing, and yet, a little affirming?"

Calcine twirled that long white lock of hair around her finger. It was so long she ran out of finger, so she just left the rest of it dangle down, teasing at Harper's lips. It gave her the giggles and she nipped at it playfully. 

"She sounds like a good woman." Calcine said. "Did you ever go back to her?"

"Once or twice," Harper admitted, "I always got my pretzels, and her kisses, but it didn't work out. She was too much woman for me."

"You love a mountain you can't climb," Morgan snorted. "Ugh, do I have to go next."

"No," Calcine said, "You're on my team, you don't have to say anything you don't want to. I'll fill up Harper's mouth if she tries."

Harper made a little 'ooh' and leaned in to such on Calcine's fingers. The wet warmth of her mouth was heavenly and made the Carkol rumble loudly.

"You two are fucking disgusting," Morgan said. "Can't believe you're both my type. Fine, I'll go. I didn't have my first with a human."

Harper's eyes shot wide open. "Nuh!" she said, her mouth still stuffed with Calcine's fingers. 

"Yeah, that's right. My first was this prissy, bossy, stuck up white feathered bird. Soon as I saw her I knew I had to crush her, she was just so smug."

"Muh!" Harper protested. Calcine just stuck her fingers further into Harper's mouth, gave Morgan the chance to get the story out without interruption. Having the beautiful Swanna squirming in Calcine's lap was just a nice bonus.

"She didn't like that, and she had me on the back foot the whole time we fought. But good as she was, I just let her get more and more cocky until I could turn the tables. One solid Feint Attack and I had her pinned to the ground, and I didn't know what to do with her."

"You didn't?" Calcine asked. "You always seem sure of yourself."

"Yeah well, I put on a good face." Morgan shrugged. "Cassidy could have sent in one of her other flock, but instead she guided me through it. Urged me on. I pinned her down and fucked her so good she cried."

"I did not cry!" Harper yelled through a stuffed full mouth, barely coherent! "Your dick is not that good!"

"She told me she's never had better." Morgan smirked. "That a Swanna simply can't compare."

"Take that back!" 

"The proud, beautiful, perfect Swanna of the Flock. Bested by a dirty ratbag Murkrow like me." Morgan pressed a hand to her chest. "She might be pure white, but Calcine? She loves getting dirty. You smear coal all over that face."

"Oh I will, don't you worry." Calcine smiled. "But you should have fun too tonight. I'm sure there's some trouble you could get up to."

"Okay okay," Morgan rolled her eyes. "I'll leave you two lover girls alone so you can fuck each others brains out. Just go easy on the gossip."

"Deal." Calcine smiled and raised an arm, clicking her fingers. "Who wants this Murkrow? She needs a partner right now!" 

There was a blur as someone launched herself through the air, landing on Morgan with a thud and taking her down with a loud squawk, black feathers fluttering everywhere as she tried to get away. She couldn't ooze out though, the Tackle Move had her pinned. 

"Cool hat!" Tansy said, the Rockruff's tail waggling in the air as she ran her fingers along the rim. "I always wanted to touch it!"

Morgan grabbed the back of her sofa and hoisted herself up to stare into a pair of big blue eyes, two dog ears flopping up and down excitedly. 

"Tansy. I am going to destroy you."

"No you're not, you got a Rock weakness!" the dog girl said proudly. "But I got two gorgeous bunny girls panting for some loving, and I need someone to compete against. First to three orgasms wins?"

"... you're on."

Calcine let the pair scoot off. Morgan getting to compete would relax her into the party some, stop her worrying about an old teammate being here. Now, there was a lovely Swanna waiting in her lap who was starting to pant a little around her fingers and she needed to learn just how much Calcine had evolved. Withdrawing her fingers slowly, she smeared Harper's spit over her chin and tipped up her head.

"Alone at last. Want to lick my abs."

Harper gulped heavily. The nodded furiously. 

Perfect. It was so nice when Calcine could just tell people to enjoy themselves.