"You can't catch me!" He taunted over his shoulder, expertly maneuvering his way through the currents and eddies in the air. It was true, she couldn't. Every trick she had tried thus far had left her further behind, swearing playfully at him though she knew the winds whipped the words away before he could hear them. A glimmer of an idea, however, had been forming since the last time, and she implemented it now, veering high above him into the clouds and into the calmer, upper currents of the night's air. From there, she put her considerable speed to work, not having to deal with his wake any longer, and dropped abruptly on top of him when she caught sight of him gliding directly below her. She felt him tense with surprise, then turn, pulling her closer to his body for a hot kiss. She melted against him, their game forgotten, melding as one body into his. As they fell, she felt him enter her and burst past the barrier that had kept her innermost secrets from the world. She gasped in brief agony and clawed at him, but the pain was swiftly replaced by a rush of pleasure so great she was sure her body was going to explode into a million fragments of ecstasy right there in the sky. She pushed hard against him, feeling that heat and pleasure double, triple, and keep rising faster, and felt him backing out and pushing again, the friction quite obviously having as much an effect on him as on her. The wind whipped past their faces as he groaned and clawed, pushing in a final time, and she screamed in triumphant joy as he shuddered and she burst with him, calling words in an old tongue neither recognized as they hit the ground, tumbling to a stop in an impassioned tangle of wings and claws. He drew out, leaving her feeling empty, and she moved forward again, aching, pressing against him and mewling until he gave in once more.