Morning Eggs
Erotic short. Silly domestic oviposition between an angel and a merman.
About 1k. Featuring Bird and his boyfriend Stavros. Sleepy morning sex, casual sex, tentacles, oviposition, slight belly bulge.
Terms used for Bird’s genitalia are pussy and clit.
It was late in the morning, and Bird was sitting with his legs loosely crossed underneath him, his needlepoint in his lap. He was gripping his hoop loosely by its edge, and as he worked, needle moving with neat, quick little movements through the cloth and following the pencil lines he’d sketched very lightly onto it, he yawned quietly. It was nothing very complicated, just an embroidered disc of flowers and green leaves and vines — Germain had asked for something for him to frame and put up on the wall in his bathroom, which he’d just repainted.
Behind him, Stavros shifted closer, pressing a kiss to the back of Bird’s neck, and Bird sighed, leaning back into it as his mouth traced a hot breath down the line of his spine, nipping between the centre of his shoulders.
Bird was already naked, and there was almost no effort required: he raised his arse up off of his heels, knees on the blanket, and let Stavros slide three tentacles inside him.
