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Milton the Owl: Part Two (rough draft)
🕑 Added 2022-05-21 20:00:03 +0000 UTCIn the beginning, there was a man, his daughter, and they lived alone in a big house. For a long time, they were both lonely and the little girl asked her father to find someone who could cook for them. Thankfully for me, I filled that position.
After working for my family’s business for so long, I had wanted a break. But much to my surprise, the job turned into something much more than that.
“Good morning.”
I woke in a dark room, snug in bed and unwilling to rise. I rolled over, seeing Athena peering at me from the other side. She smiled and her big eyes had an excited gleam to them.
I checked my phone to see the time and yawned as I got up. “It's awful early, Athena. What are you doing?”
“I couldn’t sleep.” She crawled up into bed with me and sat down beside me. “And daddy isn’t home yet.”
“He usually is,” I said with a hint of concern. I looked to the other side of the bed where Milton usually would lay to wait for me to wake up.
Athena took that spot, snuggling under the covers then resting there with a sweet smile upon her face. I checked my phone again, making sure there weren't any urgent messages from Milton.
When I first started working here, I was prepared to grow attached to Athena. She was small and cute, but it was her curiosity and creativity that made her something special. What hadn’t gone to plan was falling for her father, Milton J. Henson.
“Bing,” Athena whispered to me.
“Yes?” I set my phone aside and turned to her.
She rolled over onto her side and pulled the blanket up around her head, but didn’t cover her face. “This will be my first time away from home. I’m a little nervous about this trip.”
“You’re going to have a blast. You don’t need to worry about a thing. We made sure you’ve got everything packed and you’re going to be sharing a room with your best friend.”
Athena had been so amped up for this school trip, I wasn’t surprised she had a sudden bought of anxiety now. “I know, but…won’t you and Daddy be lonesome?”
“We have each other to keep us company,” I said. “But we still will miss you terribly.” I pet her head through the blanket.
“You don’t have to miss me,” Athena pouted slightly.
I laid back down in bed and faced her. “It’s okay to be nervous. But I know you are going to have so much fun and you’re going to see all sorts of cool things. You’ll be so bummed once everything is over.”
“I guess,” she muttered.
I smiled at her. “And don’t you worry about your dad or me. I have a lot of things around the house to do, and your dad will be busy too. If we get too lonely-”
Athena’s eyes grew big and she leaned in excitedly. “You’ll do what?”
I smirked at her. “If we get lonely, maybe we can go out on a date.”
She squealed excitedly. “Will you tell me if you do?”
“Maybe.” I giggled.
The bedroom door opened and Athena sat up as Milton walked in. “There you are,” he said. “Imagine my surprise to find my daughter’s room completely empty.” He strode into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. “You’re not bothering Bing, are you?”
I smiled at him. “She’s been telling me how excited she is for her trip today.”
Milton chuckled. “I should have known. Are you all ready for the trip?”
Athena nodded and crawled over closer to him to hug him. She whispered something to him and Milton nodded along, smiling at me as she continued.
“Promise?” Athena asked.
“I’ll try my hardest.” He pecked her temple and smoothed his hand up and down her back. Athena glanced at me then quickly turned back around and slid off the bed.
“I’ll go get ready,” she announced and darted from the room.
Milton sighed and undid his tie. I slipped up behind him leaning against his back. “Another long night?”
“Longer,” he murmured. “I ended up covering a few shifts.”
I wrapped my arms around him from behind. “Oh?”
Milton chuckled as he pulled off his tie. He unbuttoned his collar and I could feel his body sagging back into mine. “Yeah, so I could take a few days off.”
“That’s unlike you!” I remarked. “What are you taking off for? Is there some sort of conference? A study that-” A single, swift move had me on my back and Milton looking down over top of me. Those dark eyes glimmered amber brown above me. A mischievous glint that was hidden came to the front and I lost my breath for a beat.
“This will be the first time we’ve had the house alone. Since we-” He chuckled softly and leaned down, pressing his beak to my cheek and fluffing up his feathers.
“Since what?” I whispered. I kissed him in return, wrapping my arms around his neck, but not going further. Athena could pop back in at any moment.
“That long morning a few weeks ago. Athena slept in late, I never really went to bed at all. And you were…radiant.”
I swallowed as the memory returned to me. Milton and I had been romantic for a long while now, but we had both agreed to take things slow. It wasn’t until a couple of weeks ago we first actually did something. And boy! It was something! I had woken up as he came back from a long evening at the hospital and we had coffee together. Our flirting was sleepy and more open, and before we knew it we couldn’t stop ourselves. It was soft and slow, both of us were sleepy but also, well, desperate.
“It’s been a long enough wait. I want you all to myself, even for a day or two.” Milton pressed a peck to my cheek just as Athena jumped back into the room and posed in her new outfit. She was excited since she didn’t have to wear her school uniform and she could show off her clothes.
“There she is!” Milton stood and went over to her.
“How do I look?” She posed.
I got out of bed and put on my robe so I could go make breakfast before she had to go. Milton had promised to take her that morning, so I had some time to myself to ponder how Milton would enjoy his time off.
After bidding Athena a mildly tearful goodbye, I went back inside and finished my coffee. Then I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. My mind drifted as I placed toothpaste onto the bristles, and the monotonous motions of brushing only allowed my mind to go further.
To say I’d been thinking about that morning was an understatement. I had obsessed over it. It had been so good. So slow, so tender, and Milton was…amazing.
I spit into the sink and rinsed out my mouth, deciding to go ahead and get a shower. As I washed my hair, my mind continued flashing to that morning. The way he held me, the way he raised my hips and drove into me. Slow, sweet, deep breathing as our bodies were so tightly knitted together.
“Calm down, Bingqing,” I told myself. “No need to get overheated. He’ll be more than tired when he gets home.” I stepped out of the shower with a towel and went to my bedroom to find clothes to wear.
As I was searching through my drawers I heard the door open and shut. “Where are you?” Milton called out.
“My room. Are you going to bed?” I shouted back.
Milton stood in my doorway, looking at me with an intensity in his eyes. “I might nap later.”
I clutched the towel around me a little tighter. “Do you have something you want to do?”
Milton chuckled. “This isn’t a porno, Bing.” He stepped into the room and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. “No need for cutesy wordplay. We’re adults and I think we’re both on the same page.”
I bit back my smile. “I figured you’d be too tired once you got home.”
Milton slipped his hand under the towel, touching bare skin. “Not for this.”
I dropped the towel and placed myself into his arms. I kissed him as his hands traveled along my bare skin. He led me over to the bed, laying us down upon the disheveled and still warm sheets.
“All the way home I kept thinking about that first time,” he whispered.
“Me too.” I kissed his neck and tugged down his shirt, peeling it off his body. I wanted his soft feathers pressed against me.
Milton’s hands scooped under my buttocks and lifted my hips, placing himself between my thighs in one smooth motion. “I’m a bit nervous,” he confessed.
“About what?”
He stilled and looked into my eyes. “What if that first time was a fluke? What if it’s…what if I’m bad this time?”
“Not every time can be good. I know the bar was set high, but all I really want is to be close to you.” I stroked my hands down his back. “Feeling you close to me. Hearing you moan.” I rolled my hips just a bit. “All while you’re inside me.”
He shuddered, feathers fluffing and his wings extending slightly. “Yes well-” he cleared his throat. “All of that and…and making sure you feel…feel that good.”
I kissed his face and reached a hand down. I fondled him through his pants, feeling something growing from inside. “I’m sure you will. You’re good with your hands. Like…this…” I squeezed him through his pants and Milton whimpered, burying his face into the curve of my neck. I stroked him through the fabric, feeling him tense and press harder down upon me. He grunted and moaned, pulling himself back suddenly to remove his belt and tug down the zipper.
I giggled and watched him, glancing at his curved erection before he tackled me again. We kissed and rutted again, moving our bodies so he was back between my thighs. He stilled again, pressing his forehead to mine. He rolled his hips, pressing into my inner thigh.
“Are you nervous again?” I chuckled.
Milton shook his head. “Last time we were in the moment. Now I realize I should have considered birth control.”
I bit my lip. “Hm?”
“I…I don’t think I even have any condoms here-” He sounded a mix of panic and anger.
“Oh no.” I was trying to hold myself together.
His feathers ruffled and puffed up around his face and his wings began to shiver. “I’m acting like some stupid high school boy! I drove right by the store on the way home too!” he fretted.
I cupped my hand over his mouth. “I take birth control because it helps with my cramping every month.”
Milton’s eyes widened.
“If you feel safe with a condom, that’s fine. But if you also want to continue, that’s great too.” I was still trying not to laugh. “I thought you knew.”
His hips pulsed a bit and thrust himself further up my thigh. He slipped along my mound, pressing into it. “I should be…more aware of that, yes. You cramp badly?”
I giggled as I dragged my fingers up his back. “Do you really want to talk about my medical history right now?”
“I guess not. I just got myself wrapped up a bit,” he swallowed.
I reached down again, opening myself up and taking hold of his cock. “Will this help you unwind then?”
“Mmmfffff-” Milton puffed up all over as I guided him inside. “Yes. That’s…that’s good!” His body tensed and his back curled, making him go deeper inside me. I whimpered, throwing back my head and shutting my eyes tight.
He breathed slowly, calming himself then bracing himself back up. He shuddered then looked down, seeing himself inside me. A smile spread across his face, causing his eyes to burn. He pressed in deeper before pulling back, rolling his hips to make sure he felt everything.
I opened my eyes again as Milton fondled my small breasts. His hands squeezed and kneaded then toyed with plump nipples. He dragged his sharp talons across them as he watched, slowly moving his hips.
“They’re so cute,” he murmured. “So soft.”
“You’ve never said that before,” I breathed.
Milton’s gaze became lidded. “I’ve never seen them like this before.” He looked back into his eyes, his wings fluffing out again. “Last time it was so urgent. Now we have so much time.”
I grabbed his hips between my palms, glancing down his body as it moved, pressing close to me and pulling back. He was quite long, so he went quite deep inside.
Milton leaned back down, laying his body on top of mine. He hitched my legs up around him and angled himself a bit.
He moaned into my ear and shuddered. “God, you feel amazing.”
My cheeks burned. “Y-you’re not so bad yourself.”
“I’m glad.” He rose up slightly, pushing in deep then going slow again. He took his time, pulling out bit by bit, then easing back inside, taking his time and savoring each drawn-out moment.
“Milton,” I whimpered. “This is so nice but…I want it harder.”
His feathers ruffled. “Harder?”
I nodded. “Much harder.”
“Well. I cannot deny my lady her pleasure.” He rose up above me, gazing down at me with that lidded gaze. He held my hips in his hands and he moved a bit faster. Each stroke he grew rougher, he moved deeper and harder. I began to whimper, holding my breath as he started to move more than just himself. The bed jolted and as he thrust into me, our bodies clapped together. He began grunting and moaning with his efforts. I could see the strain upon his face, but my own body was starting to unravel. He pressed back down into me, thrusting hard inside me without ever moving away.
I clung to him, breathing hard into his shoulder. It was the first time I ever saw a roughness to Milton, something more animal than he would ever let on.
I laid in bed with Milton beside me. Both of us were breathing deeply, slowly returning and gathering our wits. I touched my face then let out a soft chuckle.
“Hm?” Milton rolled his head my way.
“You were so worried,” I giggled.
Milton’s eyes narrowed at me.
I smirked at him, cupping my hand around my mouth to try and keep from laughing. “You were so worried!” I repeated, cackling a bit then sucking it back in.
“I had every reason to be,” He grabbed me and pulled me into his arms. “You’re the first since Athena’s mother. And I care about you greatly.” He hugged me tightly.
“I know, I think it’s sweet.” I smiled to myself, thinking how that must feel for him. “You’re wonderful, you don’t have to worry.” I looked over my shoulder at him. “Even when you come inside me.”
He growled low in his throat. “Quiet now.”
I turned in his arms to kiss him, to touch his chest and feel his pulse still pounding away. I smiled and rested against him.
“I may fall asleep,” he murmured.
“That’s fine.”
Milton sighed heavily and snuggled his head into the pillow. “Wake me if Athena calls.” It was the last thing I heard before we both drifted to sleep.
Late that afternoon I woke, finding Milton still sleeping rather hard. I got up and used the restroom, going to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. I sat there with the warm cup in my hands, staring at the steam as it rose from the cup. I smiled to myself, happy and tranquil. I took a sip of coffee, then gazed back out the window.
Milton stepped into the room, still naked. “You took my shirt.”
I smirked at him. “You weren’t using it.”
He poured himself a cup of coffee then turned and looked back at me. His smile was amazing, I can’t put into words just how wonderful it was.
“Guess I wasn’t.” He took a sip then added more sugar. “Has Athena called?” He knelt down to get milk from the fridge.
“Not yet.” I watched him and his elegant body with a contended look upon my face. “I love you.”
Milton hit his head and stood from the fridge, looking back at me with a look of shock and surprise. “You do? You do!”
I smiled. “I do.”
“Oh…oh wow.” He set his cup and looked at me a bit bewildered.
“You don’t need to say it back,” I said. “I said it because I felt it, and I’m happy I did.” I patted the seat beside me.
Milton sat down and took hold of my hand. “I know I feel it, but give me time to say it clearly.” he squeezed my hand tight. “I’m nervous.”
I kissed his knuckles. “I said it’s fine.”
He gazed softly at me. “I never thought I’d hear those words again. It’s a bit of a shock.” He brushed my hair out of my face. “But I’m happy.”
“I’m glad.” I kissed his cheek. “I’m glad I came here to cook.”
“Me too,” he sighed. “I don’t know where I’d be if you didn’t. But luckily, I don’t have to think about that.”
I kissed him again and his hand lingered upon my face. I saw in his eyes a bit of fear, but he returned the kiss then nodded.
“Yes, I am very glad I don’t have to think about a world without you, Bingqing.”
We stayed there a little while longer, but when Athena called he wanted to give her his full attention. We then got dressed and went out for dinner. Afterwards, we went directly back to bed, going for another round.
“I still feel nervous,” he confessed.
“It’s alright,” I giggled. “It’s sweet. You’re sweet.”
Milton kissed me softly. “And yours.”
I beamed. “And mine.”
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crystal.soup
Yes, my sweet owl boy
