On Love’s Wings…

On Love’s Wings copyright c. 2016 T.A. Chase (I promise you’ll get the good stuff next week)

Part Twelve-

Miataga knew all the right things to say, and Ari tried not to wonder whether he meant them. In the end, it wasn’t important. It wasn’t like they were going to keep seeing each other once Ari’s leave was over. If Miataga didn’t hate him by the end, they might see each other a few times when Ari was in Sendler at the base.

They finished their meals and Ari had Miataga clean the bowls while he set up the small tent for them. He didn’t usually use a tent when it was just him and Vikex. His bond bird would spread one of his wings out to keep the rain off Ari, if it rained, and the heat rolling off the phoenix kept him warm.

He didn’t want that kind of rough sleeping for Miataga. While he didn’t think the man was soft—or weak, he did know Miataga wasn’t used to being outside for any length of time. So he wanted to make sure he’d be okay.

Tilting his head, Vikex looked at Ari, who whispered, “I want him to be as comfortable as possible. He’s being a rather good sport about the whole thing.”

The phoenix chirped softly then reached out to preen Ari’s hair for a second. “I know. I like him too. Maybe we should scrap visiting my family and go right to your flock.”

The glare he got from Vikex caused him to chuckle. “I know. I’d hear about it forever. Which is odd since they don’t really like me, but Mother thinks I owe her a visit once in a while. If I don’t show up, she’ll try to layer on the guilt and get me to show up at some point. It is her birthday.”

“We’re going to visit your family on your mother’s birthday?” Miataga sounded rather worried.

Turning away from Vikex, Ari gave Miataga a slight grimace. “Yes. It’s the only reason why we’re going to my home. If it hadn’t been for that, we’d be headed right to Vikex’.”

Miataga poked Ari in his chest. “I can’t believe you’re bringing a whore to your family’s home on your mother’s birthday.”

He grabbed Miataga’s hand and pulled him close. “Don’t tell her what you do if you don’t want to. They’re going to treat you terribly either way. I told you they don’t like me that much and you being from the city is going to set them on edge.”

“Then why bring me?” Miataga lifted his chin and Ari focused on his plump lips instead of what he was saying.

Burying his fingers in Miataga’s hair, he held Miataga still while plundering his mouth. His tongue dueled with Miataga’s and he grunted when Vikex bumped him with his beak.

“All right,” he said after breaking off the kiss. “Let’s head to bed. Vikex, can you keep an eye on the fire? There should be enough wood to burn all night.” Ari stroked Vikex’ crest. “Sleep well, my friend.”

He held open the door flap of the tent then gestured for Miataga to crawl in. “It’s not what you’re used to, but it’ll stay dry and we’ll be warm.”

“Even naked?” Miataga wiggled his eyebrows at him.

Ari laughed. “Yes, even naked. This tent has been crafted for men out in the field during battles and situations like that.”

Miataga dropped to his hands and knees, presenting Ari an extremely nice view of his ass as he entered the tent. Ari caressed those firm globes then grinned when Miataga pushed back into his hands. He smacked one cheek.

“Get in there and strip,” he ordered before joining Miataga inside.

He tied the flaps closed then turn to see Miataga sitting there without a shirt. His pale chest was bare and Ari trailed his fingers over the smooth skin.

3 Responses “On Love’s Wings…”

  1. Started reading late . . . this is a lovely story, thanks!

  2. josexpressions says:

    Just wonderful :

  3. Bobbi says:

    Nice way to start the weekend

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