The Kidnapping [Dusteh]

She eventually calmed down enough to fall asleep with her head still on his chest.

Winston gently picked her up and set her in her bed, covering her and tucking her in before gently closing the door behind him.

The Pegasus mumbled quietly in her sleep and she curled up under the blankets.

The sandwhich he'd made for her sat unattended and undisturbed while he closed the wall panel, sealing her off from Ares.

It didnt take long before she began whimpering in her sleep, tossing and turning, a frown upon her face as she slept.

Winston came back in to check on her a little while later, finding that she was having a little bit of trouble in her sleep. Sighing, he stripped down to his underwear and crawled into the bed with her, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and holding her tight in an attempt to calm her down.

She whimpered in her sleep and nuzzled close to him in her sleep.

Winston got himself comfortable and gently ran his hands through her hair, through her feathery wings.

Her wings twitched and she jerked awake, trembling.

"There there." Winston said quietly, hugging her tightly.

She flinched and held in her sobs, her ears back.

Winston pulled her in close and touched noses with her, letting her cry as she pleased, but still holding on tight.

She eventually, meaning within seconds, she hid her face in his chest and let her sobs out, her body jerking with each sob.

Winston knew she must be incredibly stressed and let her cry.

It took her a while to calm down, but she eventually did.

"There you go." He encouraged her quietly, his arms still wrapped protectively around her waist.

Her trembling soon stopped and she looked up at him.

He smiled a slight smile down at her, not saying much else.

She hesitated before slowly leaning up and pressing her lips to his, shifting her weight slightly so she straddled him.

Winston happily shifted himself underneath her and returned the gentle kiss, still letting her have the control of the pace.

She pulled away and panted softly.

Winston smiled up at her sweetly. "You're a good kisser." He teased, pulling her back in and kissing her again, more passionately this time.

She blushed and kissed back lightly, slowly grinding her hips against his.

Winston just laid back in the bed and enjoyed himself, keeping his lips pressed against hers as much as possible, letting her feel his bare chest.

Her hands traveled his body and she slowly pulled away, moving and she stayed on her hands and knees, her tail out of the way, her pussy swollen and dripping, she blushed heavily, "Fuck me..." She murmured quietly.