[ There's something ticklish about it without the laughter, a warmness beyond the heat of the hot springs. Blue's somewhat used to it though from the helping hands of her team mates after a wash to get the feathers to dry out more quickly.
But Red wasn't a team mate, so it didn't compare completely to that. It was a nice feeling all the same, and she could lay and relax without too much fidgeting from herself. At times she sighed behind her mouth, eyes closed as Red's hands touched at her.
The problem arose when he came to the centre of her back between the wings, whether brushing it incidentally with his arm or hand, or even getting to the upper parts of them. Her back arched into it, and the sighs were more audible, small little moans. She touches her face to push away hair that isn't there, fingers curling afterwards beside her chin and the tip of her tongue licks over lips that aren't as dry as they seem, and she tries to keep control of the weight going down into her stomach and down into her thighs.
It shouldn't be such a problem, as long as Red doesn't spend too much time around the area. ]
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But Red wasn't a team mate, so it didn't compare completely to that. It was a nice feeling all the same, and she could lay and relax without too much fidgeting from herself. At times she sighed behind her mouth, eyes closed as Red's hands touched at her.
The problem arose when he came to the centre of her back between the wings, whether brushing it incidentally with his arm or hand, or even getting to the upper parts of them. Her back arched into it, and the sighs were more audible, small little moans. She touches her face to push away hair that isn't there, fingers curling afterwards beside her chin and the tip of her tongue licks over lips that aren't as dry as they seem, and she tries to keep control of the weight going down into her stomach and down into her thighs.
It shouldn't be such a problem, as long as Red doesn't spend too much time around the area. ]