The Owl and The Crow

Chapter 31: A New Beginning

Misty's POV

After Thanksgiving, Miranda has been quite the loving person recently...well, to you at least. She's always doing things like hovering, holding your hand, nuzzling your neck, giving you random forehead kisses, and making you sit on her lap...like now. You'd decided to visit her at her home and that turned into a cuddle session, with you sitting on Miranda's lap, your face nuzzling into the crook of her neck while she petted your hair and hummed in approval. It's now December, so it was the perfect time for cuddles.

Through the peace, darker thoughts occupied your head unfortunately. Things that are always just in the back of your mind, like K. She's been jumpier, zoned out more and continues to hate you for some unknown reason. She only seems to be happy around her mother, or course, and her best friend Vallery as they've probably been friends for years. Yet she seems to loathe you, maybe it's the demon inside her at work, but you haven't felt anything dark or malevolent within her.

There was also the fact that Miranda once had a daughter. You'd found not only some children's books, but also a once useful pacifier from a hidden corner in her room when you definitely were not snooping the other day when she told you not to. On top of that when you both ventured into the void, you saw her daughter, Eva you think her name was. So if Miranda once had a daughter...what happened?

"Miranda?"

You asked, your tone soft as you snuggled closer into her body.

"Yes?"

She hummed back, one hand stroking your back and the other your thigh as her wings nestled around the both of you. Her icy blue eyes cracked open to look down at you, her gaze soft and loving compared to her usual stoic and coldness.

"Did you, at one point...have a daughter?"

You asked in a soft, meek voice. She stiffens up a bit and stops her tender touches, you also tense up, afraid you'd upset her.

"Yes..."

She admitted after a moment, her voice solemn as she resumed her touches.

"A daughter..."

She muttered as she relaxed once more and you do too. You paused for a moment before speaking again softly.

"She was as beautiful as you."

You whispered and tenderly kissed her neck as you nuzzled her. To your surprise she started to unconsciously coo like a little bird. The sound was absolutely adorable and you couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"You're cooing."

You said in soft amusement and her cheek tinted red. She narrows her eyes at you and smirks a bit.

"So are you."

She teases, but then you realize she's right...you're both cooing. You smiled and cooed louder to match her tentative sound to which she eventually relaxes and allows herself to make such noise. You gently press your lips on her cheek in a soft kiss, causing her wings to flutter and kiss your lips in response.

"Misty...did you ever have children?"

She asked curiously with a raised eyebrow. You think for a moment and-

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"BURN THEM!"

...

There's smoke in the air and fire in front of my face. I screamed and cried, the tears falling as you helplessly struggled.

...

"A[REDACTED]A!"

...

"M[REDACTED]E!"

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"No."

You simply said and shrugged.

"I don't think I ever did."

Miranda nods in understanding and you both drop the subject. Miranda continues to be touchy with you, her hand now trailing up your spine and making you shutter lightly. She slowly came across your two long scars that were in between my spine and shoulder and went down to my mid back on both sides of my back. Her eyebrows furrowed a bit with worry and slight anger.

"What happened?"

She asked tenderly. While you admired her protectiveness over you, it was also quite cute.

"Well if you must know, that's where my wings pop out."

You said with a content huff as you lay on her breast. You could hear her heart race as she tried to remain calm.

"You have wings? Like mine?"

She asked with a hint of surprise and curiosity. You could see her six wings flutter in excitement and smiled softly at how adorable she looked.

"Yes, wings like yours, but much bigger and whiter."

You said in a smug manner and gently stroked one of Miranda's wings. She shuttered and proceeded to coo louder, her chest making a cute rumbling noise.

"You're adorable."

You said, your voice full of affection. She pouted, her face red and flustered as she slapped your ass in protest.

"Brat."

She growled and you shuttered a bit in faint pleasure. You decide it's a great idea to push her buttons a bit more and continue rubbing her wings. She cooed louder and her cheeks flushed a brighter red.

"Quit!"

She hissed in weak protest and you grinned mischievously.

"Never!"

You grinned and you stroked the very top of her wings, not knowing they were more sensitive there. She lets out a small moan of pleasure into your ear and you pull back as a reaction. She growls and takes your wrist in a gentle yet firm grip and places your hand back on her sensitive and fluttering wings.

"Do that again."

She whispers, her eyes meeting yours in a heated gaze. You shuttered and gulped lightly before petting her again, making her breathing grow a bit uneven and small groans of pleasure leave her.

"I hope you know I'll be keeping your for a bit longer~"

She purred in your ear and you let out a soft whine.

"Try me~"

You purr right back, gently squeezing her wings as a bratty challenge.

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