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This vignette was written for Aubrey as part of my Patreon request days for the month of September 2019. It contains F/F sex between consenting adults, and drinking game related fun. :3

Seven Minutes in Heaven

With hands already covering her eyes and another set on her hips to guide her through whatever room they were currently in, Aubrey blushed beneath her feathers as she was soon brought to a halt, only to hear a door creak open directly in front of her. A second later the hands on her eyes were gone, but before she could see anything in the brief illumination of the room, the gyrfalcon shrieked in surprise as she was shoved forward into the darkened, cramped space directly beyond that newly opened door. The door slammed shut behind her once again, and as muffled giggles and whispers and the shuffling of movement rang out from beyond, Aubrey panted and tried to catch her breath. She fumbled blindly around in the contained space, feeling a wall directly to her left, another behind her, and directly in front...

She almost cried out as her hands were met by those of another, but once the first moment of fear had passed, a bashful giggle escaped the bird. Sure enough those warm, furred fingers laced through her own feathered digits, and that other figure pulled her towards them. They didn't speak. They both knew that was forbidden, but that was okay. A moment later they were kissing, and words weren't necessary as the warm, mammalian muzzle sharing this closet with her started to make out with Aubrey's beak like an absolute pro, while at the same time doing so with the urgency and passion of a horny teenager at a college freshman party. Their tongues flicked and teased at one another, and lips and beak met repeatedly until they were forced to part half through a need to breath, and half as they descended into a giddy fit of the giggles.

"Mmhh... a-ahh..."

One of the hands grasping Aubrey's own slipped free from her grip and cupped one of the gyrfalcon's breasts through her shirt, the other doing likewise and joining it, pawing rather shamelessly at her chest without seeking to actually undress her in the slightest. With another gasp at the stimulation as the lips returned to make out with her boldly once again, Aubrey stepped forward and pushed herself against the other figure, moaning, grunting as those hands almost immediately abandoned her chest and wrapped around her to pull her closer still, hips to hips as they grasped and squeezed at her ass through her jeans.

"Oh god..."

Aubrey groaned, only to hear a sharp thud at the door of the closet, followed by a voice teasing playfully, knowing full well that it had been a moan of pleasure rather than a coherent prayer to any deity.

"No speaking!"

That wasn't made easy though as the person sharing the closet with Aubrey stopped kissing her and started to nibble at her neck, catching the gyrfalcon enough off guard so that when they pushed her back and pinned her against the far wall of the closet with a dull thud, Aubrey was utterly helpless to resist. She gasped and shivered as the lips kissed their way down her neck right to her collarbone, then back up again to rejoin her beak and start a fresh bout of deep, passionate, rather greedy smooching. All that was nothing however compared to what crashed through Aubrey's body when one of the other figure's hands pressed between her legs, and started to rub at her crotch through her jeans just enough to be deliciously intense while still being desperately, frustratingly unsatisfying compared to what Aubrey knew she would be able to experience if she'd just taken off her trousers, or even let the other person slide a paw inside her panties just as they were.

Soon the other individual was grinding against her as they kissed on and on, one of Aubrey's legs purposefully raised a little, knee bent just enough to give her fellow closeted companion a solid surface against which to press their own crotch, one leg either side of Aubrey's own and squeezing it tightly between them. They gasped and whimpered together more and more gleefully between kisses, still moaning, still laughing and trembling at the sheer immature silliness of what they were sharing. They were adults. They could have slipped off to a bedroom and fucked. They could have asked one another quietly and calmly if maybe they'd like to go out sometime for dinner, smooching and some light over-the-clothes grinding if that was what they really wanted. But instead here they were, stuffed into a closet together and making out like this was a frat party. And the worst thing about it of all... they were both so clearly and gleefully loving it. So much so that despite how agonisingly limited the sensation was as the other figure's fingers kept working at her crotch through her jeans and panties, the more time Aubrey spent there with her practically invisible friend in the pitch blackness of the closet, the more and more convinced the gyrfalcon was that if given just enough time and just enough attention from the other figure's expert fingers, she might actually be able to cum.

With that thought in mind, Aubrey let the other person have their way with her. The kisses grew more playful and wild. The wandering of their other hand grew ever more bold and tender all at once. Sometimes tenderly cupping her face, sometimes squeezing her breasts or ass, other times just holding her around the waist to draw them closer together across their trembling bodies. All the while of course their fingers continued to work their slow, steady miracle. Carrying Aubrey closer. Closer. Closer until she was breathless, until her eyes were bulging in the darkness, until between every kiss she was grunting and whimpering in pleading desperation. She was going to do it. She needed to. It was all so hot. So silly and fun and immature and sexy as hell, and if there was any justice at all in the world, it was going to make her c-

Another burst of loud knocking shocked the hand from between her legs, and Aubrey let loose a shrill wail of frustration as from beyond a voice giggled, then called out to the inhabitants of the closet.

"Your seven minutes is up! C'mon out!"

Aubrey shuddered and for a moment or so she clung to her invisible partner, blushing as the other figure giggled, leaned in and kissed her once again.

"A-are you sure you counted right?"

The gyrfalcon called out, clutching at straws.

"We don't have one minute left? Just... one more minute, please?"

From outside there came more laughter, and as the closet door swung open and light bathed both Aubrey and her companion, the other woman sharing the closet with Aubrey giggled too as she slipped past the gyrfalcon and stepped out first, wincing at the comparably bright light but otherwise grinning.

"Say you'll play another round of spin the bottle with us, Miss 'I'm too mature for college drinking games' Poisson."

Cass teased, the bunny-otter hybrid grinning as outside the closet Woofy, Kobaj, and a couple of other mutual friends of the bunch of them stood grinning and watching as Aubrey finally emerged, her feathers all fluffed up and her legs still trembling, thighs squeezing involuntarily together as she felt herself sliding helplessly away from the brink of climax.

Aubrey pouted as best as her beaked face could, but blush and smiled as Cass kept on teasing her.

"Say you'll play some more. Admit that it's fun to act like a dumb college kid sometimes, and who knows. Maybe my next spin will land on you too, or yours on me. And then... then you won't just get another minute to get what you want from me."

The hybrid woman winked at the crimson-cheeked gyrfalcon.

"Spin lucky again, and you'll get seven more minutes in heaven."

By Jeeves

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