The young hunter and the kinnara bird

The atmosphere in Laplae Forest or Himmaphan City is something like that.

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There is a miracle

Love Scene

Like a man who loves a man, eighteen plus.

Please use your imagination when reading. We'll be happy together.

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Even in the midst of dense forest But on a moonlit night Along with the sparkling light of the fireflies that live in the trees and fly around the forest. It makes it possible to see the surroundings somewhat.

The dark-skinned young hunter carried a noose around his shoulder. One hand gripped the sword, which was hidden in a sheath so as not to be noticed. Hidden among the vines like a ferocious tiger intent on pounce on the beautiful piece of prey in front of it.

What you see is a bright green color in the middle of the forest that is the Emerald Pool. The stone floor is green with underwater algae. When influenced by the moonlight on the night of the full moon As the name suggests, it will shine like an emerald. It tempts even the flock of Kinnaree who are normally afraid of water. Come down and immerse your body here as if it were magically attracted.

Mr. Chok the hunter Trekking throughout Roi Et Seven, the water area is like home. They invaded this place with the intention of testing the power of the snake noose that had been specifically used to capture Kinnaree.

...The only prohibition of Father Grandfather giving me this noose. That is, it is only used to catch kinnaree. If the person being locked up deviates from this You will be the one who is bound by him...

The young hunter waited patiently for the half-birds, half-humans to arrive as the moon had just risen. and calm enough not to rush out and catch them when they are in a group. But will be patient and wait until time relaxes. The moon is about to return to the sky. There must have been one or two Kinnaris who were later than anyone else left. Such a time The most suitable

The unlucky kinnaree swooped down. Suddenly when reaching the ground Claws became human toes. The hind wings shrank. Only the naked body was left.

No! That's Kinnara. Even at first sight, the face will be bright and clear. I gathered it neatly and made you think it was a woman. But that symbol of masculinity couldn't be hidden from the eyes of the hunter. Small in size, but shoulders are wide and proportionate to the waist. A small mouth, a small nose, enough to make the face beautiful.

Mr. Chok accidentally gripped the noose on his shoulder tightly. Blood in the body pumping No matter how many hell-eaters he had seen, he had never made his heart flutter like this.

...Are you a man? Really beautiful, very beautiful...

The noose around his shoulder was slowly released.

The tiny Kinnara slowly stepped into the water. When he was fully immersed, he leaned towards the edge of the pool. Just enough to turn your back on the hunter.

...Oh my luck. As the name suggests, luck is on your side today...

The young hunter knew how to walk and breathe as lightly as possible so as not to catch his prey. Move until you're close enough to grab it.

The white figure, with only the back of a half-man, half-bird visible, sat motionless.

sigh

"No..." The bird muttered like a sob.

The hunter suddenly stopped.

...or it will know that we are behind it.

"What do you think of yours?"

...Are you asking me?...

Kinnara bowed her head. It certainly seemed like he was worrying about personal matters.

...But that's none of my business.

...I just want to try it and see it with my own eyes. Only if the Naga Bastara Shackles obtained were really able to subdue the power of these half-human, half-bird creatures or not.

The hunter's two hands held the noose firmly. The close moment of the moment when the rope is about to be swung. Little Kinnara suddenly saw a shadow swaying from behind. He turned to see him and jumped out of the pool in shock. But birds that only once in a while come down to the surface of the water. Movement naturally slows down. He didn't have time to transform and spread his back wings. The noose was fastened around his neck and pulled.

"Ugh"

As soon as Kinnara's body fell, The hunter seized the moment and jumped on top of him.

The little bird-man struggled to ward off the attack. The young hunter used one hand to squeeze and hold the chin up. Another hand moved the knot, loosening it enough for the bird to breathe. Because he didn't intend to kill him. Then he used both hands to press the little bird's wrists against the ground he was sitting on, preventing him from struggling any longer.

"Father, what are you going to do? Let me go."

“Release you, what will I get? Apart from spending the night in the forest and returning empty handed,” the hunter sneered. The power of the snare was truly effective. It hypnotized these birds and made them no different from weak humans.

"It's no use for you to take my life."

"I don't want your life. It has no meaning for me, but you probably have a price for others.”

Little Kinnara's eyes widened.

"Are you going to take me and sell me?"

"Yes, I'm selling you as a rich man's wife. Otherwise, what are they going to do to me?” The young hunter was amused that he was trying to startle the little bird.

"But I am not a ninja. I am a man. What will you gain by taking me?"

"I don't know. I don't care. I'll be a slave, a pet, whatever."

“We don't mess with humans. Why did you do this to us?” the figure lying there tried to ask.

The hunter was puzzled by the young bird's words.

Commitment in Jataka that Nagas will not interfere with humans Just like these half-human, half-animal creatures. It will not interfere or have anything to do with humans either.

"If you want wealth The equipment that I have I'm happy to give it all to you."

The young hunter looked at the jewelry Kinnara was wearing. The moonlight reflects off the jewels alluringly.

But the hunter looked at the half-bird's face and was amazed.

Even if you have money, you can't find what's in front of you.

"I don't want your property. I am not a thief."

“I just want you to release me. I'll be happy to give you whatever you want." The Birdman bargained.

“So tell me, what are you going to do for me? I deserve to let go."

"everything"

"Really?"

The young hunter felt sorry for the frightened little man's eyes.

“I didn't mean to hurt you. Don't be afraid.”

As the moonlight draws the kinnaros here. This kinnara's body odor also attracted the young hunter. White, bare skin stood out brightly on the dark stone surface by the emerald pool, which glowed with a striking green glow.

The more I look at this bird, The hunter's heart only seemed to fall into a deeper state of attraction.

The young hunter's rough hand gently touched that white cheek.

Caress the little lips..move to the ear...neck.

Down to the white, smooth chest and flat stomach that rose and fell frequently with excitement.

And finally, the important part that indicates Kinnara's gender...

"Ah..." The little bird had contact with humans for the first time. Slender but tight fingers like a person's grip on a sword's hilt, causing a tingling sensation to spread throughout his body. until he accidentally closed his eyes and showed a response

Seeing this, the young hunter threw the sword at his waist out of the reach of himself and the people lying below.

With that, he took off the hunter's clothes and threw them at the same time.

The little Kinnara looked at the naked body above him in awe. Just an ordinary, thin ranger. But the dark, smooth skin and tight, puffy chest made my heart excited.

His eyes looked at the hunter even though he looked frightened. But it is hidden with a deep desire.

The young hunter grabbed that little white hand and grabbed it towards his own center.

"Ooh"... Red lotus-colored lips were softly delirious at the magnificence of what was in his hands. The round eyes that were startled a moment ago appeared to be limp.

The young hunter's dark chest began to breathe heavily, increasing with lust as the bird's hands gripped his member up and down.

"No need to hurry, I have all day and all night," the hunter said.

“But I don't have much time. If you don't return before it's light I will be punished,” the young bird said in a low voice.

"And if I don't return, I will.."

The hunter's plump mouth bent down and closed the tiny mouth, preventing him from speaking again.

At first, the young bird was still indifferent. Let the hunter do whatever he wants.

But it was only for a moment. In a moment, those red lips kissed him in response. Tongues flicker in response. The bridge of the hunter's nose caressed the cheeks. The hot steam from his breath traveled down his neck and ears.

And the bird's hand touched every part of the young hunter.

The fireflies had extinguished their light. Only the moonlight remaining on the surface of the water. With a white figure hugging a dark-skinned figure at the edge of the pool.

Since I was a young man Phran Chok has spent his life fighting through the jungle and fighting dangers. Until I'm not even afraid of the tiger's cave

He never hesitated to go into that cave to get even a scout or anything he wanted.

He slowly pushed his body into the Kinnara cave.

"Ooh!" The sound of the little bird lying under the hunter's body was startled. Its breathing was short, tears filling its eyes.

"Does it hurt?" a soft voice asked from the hunter's mouth. An attitude of pity for the victims under their command

"No... don't... I'm not a young woman." That small hand tried to push the young hunter away.

"I don't desire any woman."

Hot winds from the cliffs blow through the mountains. Slowly, he inserted himself into the rocky crevice and then rested as if to relieve himself.

But after a while it started blowing again and increased in intensity. The little bird was swept away by the force of the wind, until it was thrown to the rhythm of the storm.

"Ow... Uh..."

from the push out Those two small hands clung to the neck of the person above. In order to lift the two human-transformed legs between the hunter's hips and prevent him from leaving the Kinnara cave.

"yeah..."

The faint sound of a little bird wailing loudly. Even though I was taught to be reserved. But it is known as being erotic. Time for sex Whether human or non-human, he completely forgets his shame.

"Ah...more force, more speed," the little bird sang sweetly.

Phranprai stopped moving and smiled at the corner of his mouth. The young Kinnara opened his eyes and looked.

Like a little cat playing around with its prey without killing it immediately. So is this hunter. Pretending to pull the sword that was stuck in the victim's body in and out slowly, causing the victim to suffer.

"Please, don't torture me."

The sound of crying like he was begging for life aroused another wave of lust. The luckiest hunter could control his own emotions.

He moved and began to attack the bird cave.

All the strength and power that masculinity has was sent to the small body lying below

The young hunter's breathing was heavy, as was the little bird's constant moaning.

The entire forest shook as if the earth had been shaken. The wind howled until the sound of wood hitting each other was heard everywhere. Waves on the surface of the water crashed over the edge of the pool, one after another.

The hunter's final blow blew so hard that the water in the pond exploded and splashed out over the river bank.

You don't have to have wings like these half-birds. But the hunter was so good that he was able to take the young Kinnara up to that star level.

"uncle..."

"Oh...!!..."

The sound of touching the gates of heaven came out from both of their mouths at the same time.

This night's miracle was repeated until dawn was approaching.

That little bird washed itself in the pond. Around his neck there was also a noose, one end of which was held in the hand of a hunter sitting on a nearby rock.

"Can you release me yet?"

"What if I don't let go?

"You are defying your fate."

The young hunter looked at the little birdman. Notice that his face looks sad and gloomy.

"I heard you say something."

"That's none of your business," the little bird replied without breaking eye contact.

"It's true"...

"But releasing you is my business."

The young bird turned and looked.

"You can't keep me locked up like this."

"Why not? Sure enough, you can just undo the rope,” said the young hunter, teasing the little bird that was still soaking in the water and refusing to get up.

The body soaked in the water and the sagging face looked inviting and not teasing.

The hunter sat and watched the small bird with affection.

"Issara!!!!"

Suddenly, it sounded like a man calling out from far away. The voice was deep and resonant, echoing through the sky. The young bird's face was alarmed. Hurry up and get out of the water. Looked at the sky and turned to talk to the hunter.

"It's almost dawn. Please release the noose for me. Your life has come looking for me."

The young hunter heard voices but could not see anyone.

"who??"

"In a few days I will be sent as his.”

"And it will continue for hundreds of years until the spirit is broken," a soft voice said.

Mr. Chok looked at that small figure. These kinnars are a thousand years old. But that's not a good thing if it's not living the life you want.

"Issaraaa!!!"

The shouts were getting closer and closer.

“Release it now. Otherwise, you and me will be in danger of losing our lives. If he knew that I had sex with a human like you.”

The young hunter looked at the small rope around Kinnara's neck, a lasso that was the size of a child's braid but could control the power of these half-human, half-bird creatures so that they could not fly, unlike ordinary humans. Even if you remove it yourself, you can't do it.

"Let go of me"

The hunter still hesitated. The young bird looked at the sky, suspicious.

"Is your name Issara?"

"Issara!!!" The voice came closer and closer. The tops of the trees began to sway like wings from far away.

"Let go of me now!!!" The little bird shouted at the hunter. He was shaking with anger that the lucky hunter was still standing there.

Mr. Chok grabbed the half-bird and hugged him and kissed him hard, as if saying goodbye. When he pulled away, he quickly removed the noose around his neck.

Issara quickly broke free from her bonds and was about to fly away.

"Hold on," the ranger grabbed that wrist. The young bird turned to look.

"Next full moon Can I meet you here?”

Issara looked at the small rope in the hunter's hand.

"If my heart brings wings back to you again That snare would no longer be necessary.”

After speaking, his lower body transformed into claws and his back wings appeared.

“I will wait for you next full moon night,” the hunter shouted following the wind on his wings.

The little bird has flown away.

The young hunter looked at the shadows flying in the sky.

He looked down at the rope in his hand.

Issara??

This time, I must be the one stuck in the trap...

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The writer wants to change the atmosphere and try this tone. I don't know what it was like after reading it. I want to do a sequel as well. Please leave a few comments and suggestions, I would be very grateful.

Please follow up on the old Peck Tom's work as well.