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🕑 Added 2017-04-21 10:49:23 +0000 UTC Story written by Shappire:Laying on the smooth grass, the warmth of the sun was greatly welcomed on the skin, as was the earth of which was rested upon Cool air brushed away at wingtips, a gesture that normally would invoke a strong urge to soar high above the heavens, but not on this day
A mighty spear encased in a cavern of flesh, its warm embrace just as welcoming as the wetness it was covered in. The spear remained stiff at attention, while the moving flesh rose and fell around it tightly. A second appendage that lived in that cave joined in, lathering the pillar effortlessly in moisture as it grew. Unintelligible grunts exited the cavern every so often, the spear now grown to where it hit the back every time it came down, but still it moved, growing even faster with each motion.
The motion eventually became erratic, the grunts becoming whines, descending into soundless air as the meaty pillar pulsed, clear fluid dripping from the top for only a moment before it connected with the moisture all around it. The drips became a steady stream, the spear now pulsing rapidly, as the flesh that had embraced it removed itself completely, revealing the vast spear to the cool air, still pulsing rapidly.
And in that moment The spear flexed, stood to attention and gushed like a fountain for what seemed like an eternity.
Wingtips clutched at the grass, a finned tail whipped through the air, a magnificent roar echoed all around All becoming slack and silent in time, as the torrent ended, becoming a flowing stream down the living mast.
Heavy breaths were heard as a pair of eyes looked upon that shaft, and a toothy smile was seen, an indication of a job well done, before a heavy thud and pleased snores reverberated out, carried softly through the cool, but now musky air.
