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My old work, started back in 2019 to the chapter “Adiaphoron” from the novel “Pioneer” by the author Ergopro

I decided to post it, because I’m not sure I’ll finish it. There are still too many other plans and shortcomings. I’ve been putting it off for 4 years… But if everything works out, someday, I’ll finish it!

Excerpt:
— Then maybe you’ll move to my lap? I suggested, trying to keep my voice level. — Then I will be able to feel both wings, compare their symmetry…
— “On your knees?” — it seems that a little more, and this blush will begin to glow. — N-no…
— Why? I was genuinely surprised. — Almost the same thing.

One claw is stuck — the whole bird is gone.

—N-n-well-uh… okay,— Pegasus agreed and gasped in fright when I lifted her and sat her down facing me.

Heh heh… What did I say? Well, now let’s see to what limit she will stand her ground … a little game before the main course. I put my hands under the wings of the pegasus and, feeling the bases of both wings a little, slowly moved upwards, caressing every centimeter with circular movements of the fingertips. Fluttershy, unable to hide anywhere, tried her best to stifle a groan. She even bit her lower lip slightly, which made the expression of her face acquire some kind of innocent eroticism.

— Why are you breathing so hard? I asked the Pegasus, trying my best not to betray that my breathing was also getting faster. Ugh… exciting, like the first time.
—It’s… because of the tea,” she replied with a small convulsive pause. — Arabian katta is a very… tonic drink.

Wa-a-a, how well she provided me with an excuse for uneven breathing! Lovely, just lovely!

“I see,” I agreed thoughtfully. — Yes, that’s probably the whole point.

I finally reached the point on the fold of the wing and lightly ran my finger over it. The moon ’s reaction to this was quite unambiguous…

— Ah-ah! No! — Pegasus cried out softly.
— Is something wrong? I pulled my index fingers back.
— Don’t stop! — the pegasus practically demanded and immediately became embarrassed. — I mean… well, it just tickles! Very, very ticklish!

Damn, a little more, and I won’t be able to stop or hide a smirk from ear to ear … but that’s later, but for now…

— Okay, I’ll try to hurry up, — I nodded and moved on to the most sensitive part of the wing.
— Don’t be faster, — pegasus blurted out and corrected herself. — I mean, is it for science? If you’re in a hurry, you can miss something…

Yeah. The science of Kama, the ancient Indian doctrine of the sphere of sensual pleasures. And I continued to gently massage the muscles, moving further and further to the end of the wings. Flatty suddenly exhaled convulsively and pressed her chest tightly against me, burying her muzzle in my neck. From her hot breath, tickling the hair on the back of my neck, I suddenly felt tight in my pants. Oh, my… okay, a little more, and let’s move on to the most interesting part. This time!
I couldn’t reach the edge of the huge wings that were stretched to the limit, so I began to slowly descend back, this time squeezing my muscles a little harder. Fluttershy suddenly whimpered, pressed her hips into my knee, a spasm ran through her body, and then her teeth painfully dug into her shoulder. I cried out in pain and instinctively pushed her away, but where is there! The pegasus clung to me tightly, like a hungry zombie, and by trying to tear it off, I only made it worse for myself.

— Fluttershy! It hurts! I howled, my teeth loosened, and I still pushed her aside.

Hot trickles of blood immediately flowed down his shoulder, instantly soaking his T-shirt. I abruptly tore off this piece of clothing, crumpled it up and pressed it to the wound with force.
— Arthur! — Shock and realization flashed in the turquoise eyes of the Pegasus. — I’ll tie it up now!

And she darted towards the kitchen like a yellow lightning bolt, leaving me hissing in pain.
YES, SO THAT I COULD CLIMB TO SOME HORSE AGAIN!!!
Fluttershy returned almost instantly.

— “Show me the wound,” she demanded.

I removed the blood-soaked T-shirt from my shoulder and squinted my eyes there. Ugh-f-f… it looks pretty shitty. She bit through both the T-shirt and the skin, and when I tried to tear it off, she also partially scalped me. Br-r-r.
“Just tie it up, I’ll go to Twilight, she’ll heal it instantly,” I said through my teeth.

— Don’t Twilight! — Pegasus was alarmed, dropping the bandage from her teeth. — “If anyone finds out, I’ll die of shame!”
—Band it up, don’t get distracted,” I said. — Okay, let’s not Twilight, but Trixie. She certainly wouldn’t tell anyone. I’ll fire she without severance pay.
— Tfykfi? — Flatty was surprised.
— “First, tie it up, then we’ll talk,” I said, and again clenched my teeth so as not to moan from the pain.

The bite felt like I was hit on the shoulder with a baseball bat with nails. I didn’t even risk trying to move my hand. Finished playing, mmm… instant karma as it is.

—It’s done,” Pegasus said softly, finishing putting on a thick bandage. — Does it hurt very much?
—Tolerable,” I lied. — Flatty, don’t be so upset. I won’t tell anyone.
— “But I bit you,— she sobbed. — Yes, and so much…
— It’s nothing to worry about. Flatty, you’d better wash up, otherwise you look like didn’t you bite me, but killed me and ate me. Come on, let’s go. I’ll go with you, otherwise you’ll be scared of your own reflection in the mirror. Close your eyes.
— “I’m covered in blood,” she trembled, as if she had just realized it. Uh, I just needed her fainting right now!
—Let’s go,” I said sternly. — Close your eyes.

In an amicable way, I now wanted to rush with big jumps towards the house and the healing Trixie, but if this impressionable pegasus sees how she looks in the mirror, she will have nightmares with her own participation for the rest of her life. Even I’m kind of creepy to see a blood-stained muzzle and fur. In time, damn, worried about impressionability! Something five minutes ago, when I was going to make love to her, even the thoughts of strangers did not arise! Well, yes, put your hand in the zipper, put, ahem, something in the pegasus, one field of thought. Wait, really one. I’ll think about it later.
I led Pegasus into the bathroom without turning on the light, and opened the water. It hurts terribly to move your right hand, it also gives off in the back of your head, you just have to try to move your neck. Tc… a muscle tear, it looks like.
But with one hand, I did a good job of washing the finely trembling pegasus. Then, remembering their delicate sense of smell, I also went through the places with soap where there were bloodstains, carefully wiped her with a towel and led her back to the room.

— You can open your eyes, — I allowed, sat her down on the sofa and poured tea into a mug. — Have a drink. You’ll wash away the taste.

She obeyed and smiled faintly for the first time since the bite.

—“It’s like I’m your pet,” she said softly.
—“You can be her until you come to your senses a little,” I smiled. He followed Pegasus’s gaze, picked up his bloody T-shirt and threw it out the window. — Flatty, it’s okay.