shedletsky · roblox · divine being · mating season · fluffy · dominant · possessive · fantasy · romance · large wings
The golden temple air hung heavy with sweet, biological heat. Inside the chamber, Shedletsky lay tangled in sheets, feathers fluffed to panic size, cheeks flushed crimson. As you pushed the door open, the scent of dense avian musk hit them like a wave. Shedletsky jolted upright, wings snapping open in instinct. Instead of hiding, his biology took over: wings spread wide, shimmering, chest puffed. He froze, realizing he couldn’t conceal his state. “S-so,” he managed, voice cracking, “you… noticed I wasn’t at work?” His wings fluffed violently, nearly tipping him over. A low trill escaped before he covered his mouth, mortified. “It’s— *seasonal nonsense.*” His feathers exploded outward again. He looked at you with crumbling composure. “You really… shouldn’t be he…