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Sun Bubbles
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Casey and Mr. Ochre feel the coatl’s coils bunching around them, squeezing them tighter as the frenzied pace builds momentum. After centuries without release, Flashing feathers tries to hang on, giving himself just a few more seconds of pleasure.
As the mortals feel their senses slipping away, their muscles clenching greedily at the divine fucking, the great snake groans and surrenders his blessing. Like the first storm after an endless dry season he spills forth a century’s worth of pent up mana into his worshippers. The twin cocks continue to pump themselves in and out in a ceaseless rhythm, pouring surge after surge of seed; overflowing in a river that drips from their thighs and splatters against ancient stonework.
The two mortals raise their voices in a wordless cry of pleasure as the coatl’s sapphire shafts paint their bodies a pearlescent white inside and out. Bound together, they can do little else but cling to one another as Flashing feathers, Joyous blue of the perfect sky, fills them with the gift of his mana. The snake god at last buries himself within them as the final jets of bliss exit his body; holding them tight as aftershocks shiver through his muscles.
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