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“I made it,” he says when I open it for him. “Just took a while to be flight-worthy again.”
I want to hug him, but I also don’t want to crush him, so instead I hold out a hand for him to land on. Then I lift him to my face, where he kisses my lips in the world’s smallest and most adorable peck.
“Brought you something,” he says, lifting a sling bag made of leaves off his shoulder. He opens it up and inside is a tiny, disgusting mushroom.
But I take it eagerly and gulp it down, hoping that the faster I eat it, the less I’ll taste.
Once again, a few minutes pass before anything happens. Then, suddenly, the floor rushes toward me and I yelp. But I remain standing, and soon Selvanar is there, even taller than I am while he flutters on beautiful, iridescent wings.
He holds out an arm, and I grab it to steady myself.
“Hold on to me,” he says, and I do as I’m told, wrapping my arms around his neck. He lifts me up by the rear so I can cling with my legs, too, and his wings flap. Soon, we’re off the carpet, and he’s carrying me up onto the table with the dollhouse. Then he lands on the front step and puts me down.
Neither of us has to speak to know what we’re doing next. I rush to open the front door, and then we both skitter inside andup the stairs. Up close, I’m proud of the work I did stitching a mattress, pillow, and blanket for the bed.
“Ah, very good,” Selvanar says with a wink. “I see you were ready for me.”
His cock is already rising in front of him, and so I close the distance between us and wrap my hand around it. Selvanar bites his lip as his hands grab my waist. Then he guides me over to the bed before pushing me back onto it, and I happily spread my thighs for him. After playing with my clit, he pulls my legs up to sling them over his elbows, gliding into me.
And being with Selvanar again this way… it’s like going home.
