Harpy's Reassuring Wings
Even if it appears threatening on the surface and stirs a sense of unease... to put it a little differently, I think it could also be called another unique charm that only Harpy possesses. Rather than judging by conventional standards of beauty, there’s something endearing about the way she carries those sharp talons and claws yet always takes care not to hurt me, constantly mindful and attentive whenever we’re together. Her wings even helped me during that incident not long ago.
Maybe it’s just my imagination, but Harpy’s smile seems lighter than before. At least now it doesn’t feel like she’s forcing it just to put me at ease.
“Harpy, is your shoulder feeling any better? The President mentioned you were having muscle pain… It must have been pretty heavy, huh?”
“Ehehe… I’m fine.”
Standing behind her, I naturally placed my hands on her slender shoulders and began gently kneading them. She let out a shy laugh, her wings fluttering happily in response to my touch. Just like Nero’s ears and tail, Harpy’s wings always flapped cutely whenever her emotions stirred. Even without watching them, her face was so easy to read that I could tell exactly what she was thinking.
“Your hair’s gotten quite long. I remember it being shorter when we first met.”
“Really…?”
Her soft, light-brown hair now reached past her ears, gently brushing against the nape of her neck.
“I’d like to see you grow it out a bit more. Ah, not that I dislike the short cut. I just think you’d look good with any length…”
“…Then… I’ll try growing it a little longer this time.”
“…”
As I massaged her shoulders, my hands slid down her arms until I quietly took her hand—the one I had just finished washing. She looked startled at first, but soon laced her fingers with mine without resistance. It was reassuring.
“Whenever I look at you, Harpy… even when I start worrying whether I’m doing things right or actually helping anyone… I end up feeling at ease.”
“…Uueh…”
“Even if we look different, even if we can’t speak the same language… if our hearts connect through effort, and that leads to a relationship built on mutual care and goodwill… then I know I’m doing the right thing.”
I rubbed my thumb firmly over the back of her hand, trying to convey my gratitude and feelings in my own clumsy way. I wasn’t as bad as Harpy, but I was still pretty shy and awkward around people.
Thinking back, it still felt surreal that I was living this extravagant, unreal life surrounded by so many beautiful women.
“Thank you, always. Harpy.”
“I’m… thankful too… Much more than you think, Ung-ssi. So, so much.”
I pulled her into a hug from behind, wrapping my arms around her. I hadn’t noticed the two thin straps tied tightly across my forearms until—
Pop…!
Whoosh…!
“Ah…?”
“Oh…”
The knot that had been barely holding on suddenly gave way, and the straps came undone in an instant. What followed was the soft, heavy sound of Harpy’s damp breasts spilling freely onto my arm as they slipped free from the fabric.
I hadn’t planned for this… but maybe it worked out for the best?
“Come to think of it… I still haven’t finished washing you properly, have I?”
I brushed the remaining scraps of fabric aside and untied the towel around my own waist, tossing it away as well. My erection, already flushed and rigid from earlier, now pressed openly against her from behind.
Honestly, we were going to get messy again anyway with sweat and other fluids, so I could have just had her stand against the wall right there. But worrying about her shoulder, I figured it was better to endure a little longer and enjoy the reward in the bedroom. Someone once said the sweeter the fruit, the more patience it takes to grow.
Still… I hoped she’d understand this much.
“Hyaah…? It’s… hot…”
With my length resting between the soft cheeks of her plump rear, I began washing her body. Rubbing body wash directly onto her slick, wet skin with my bare hands brought an intense sense of satisfaction. I started around her navel, but couldn’t hold back for long. My hands soon moved to the breasts I had been resisting since earlier.
Squish… They sank in deeply. They were so soft that my fingers disappeared almost completely, yet they still pressed back with enough weight to fill my palms, their gentle, yielding flesh overflowing between my fingers and flooding me with pleasure.
“Hng… Uu…”
Just now… it twitched so hard… My chest really does feel good…
While openly grinding my length against the cleft of her rear, I thoroughly enjoyed the way her breasts clung to my hands no matter how I touched them, the added slickness of the body wash making everything even more indulgent.
“Are you getting excited too, Harpy?”
“Because Ung-ssi… is touching me so lewdly…”
I focused on supporting her from below, kneading and caressing the heavy weight that filled my hands. Then, almost teasingly, I brushed my fingers over her already stiff areolas and nipples. Her soft, pliant buds were already leaking warm milk.
“Come to think of it, our first child went into the concentrated incubation chamber this time, right?”
“…Yes…”
“It feels a little jealous to think your milk is going to be taken away like that. It tasted so good.”
“Th-this is supposed to be for the baby… Hng…?”
Squeeze.Squirt, squirt…!
…That sweet, milky scent. When I gently squeezed from below and pushed forward, thick streams of milk sprayed out in multiple directions, creating an absurdly obscene sight that nearly made me lose control right there. Actually, I might have leaked a little already.
“But with breasts as big as yours, Harpy, I don’t think the baby could ever finish it all alone.”
“Th-then… if you promise to leave enough for the baby…”
“Oh…”
So she was allowing it after all. It felt ridiculous to be competing with my own unborn child, but right now, all I could think about was Harpy in front of me.
“…Harpy, could you look this way for a second?”
“Yes… Eh…?”
Unable to hold back any longer, I turned her around and kissed her. Smack, suck… kiss… Her lips were small but incredibly soft, making it incredibly satisfying to nibble and suck on them. Whenever I licked over them with my tongue, her still-inexperienced tongue would shyly come out to meet mine, only to be gently captured again on the way back.
I wanted to kiss her more tenderly, but before I knew it, I was messily pushing my tongue deep into her mouth, coating everything with my saliva. Slurp…! Suck… kiss.
“Hng… Phuh… Shlurp…”
Not even giving her a chance to breathe, the way her warm breath escaped in little puffs was so cute I couldn’t stop. Her slick mouth felt so good that my length was now throbbing violently, flushed with heat. Grinding against her rear was the only thing keeping it from overheating.
“…Phuh, shlurp… Haa… kiss.”
While roughly groping her large breasts and rubbing my fully erect length between her cheeks, I devoured her mouth like I was licking it clean. There was no greater pleasure.
“Haa… Ah…”
When our lips finally parted, glistening with each other’s saliva, Harpy seemed to have made up her mind after feeling the raw desire in my gaze from so close.
“Ah… Uu… With my mouth… or… with my chest… which first?”
“You don’t need to suck it today. I’ll probably want to keep kissing you anyway.”
“…Th-then…”
As she tried to turn around and kneel to use her chest, I quickly stopped her. I desperately wanted her breast service, but worrying about her shoulder made me feel too guilty to let her serve me right now. If I really couldn’t hold back, I could just lay her on the bed and take care of it myself. So for now…
“We didn’t finish washing, but… it’s okay, right?”
Nod… nod…
After rinsing off the remaining body wash foam—especially from her breasts—with the shower, I picked her up in my arms, driven by eagerness. That was when I made a mistake. Because I was carrying her sideways, she could easily see behind me just by turning her head. And the moment I lifted her, I turned toward the bed without thinking.
“Ung-ssi… your back…?”
And right across from the bathroom door was the mirror I had been so careful to avoid.
“Don’t tell me… when you fell, you were protecting me…?”
Her voice, which had been bright with surprise and joy at being carried, quickly sank and began to tremble. I panicked for a moment, but knew I had to push forward. If I didn’t handle this now, the mood we’d worked so hard to rebuild would collapse again.
What should I say…? If a simple “I’m fine” would have worked, I wouldn’t have tried to hide it in the first place. So how…?
“…Thank you.”
“Eh…?”
“If it had been you who got hurt instead of me back then, you’d be the one feeling that stinging in your chest right now, not me.”
“That’s… Uwaah?”
Thud…!
Before she could start crying, I succeeded in taking the initiative. I carried her straight out of the bathroom and tossed her onto the soft bed. She seemed to understand why I had suddenly thanked her, but couldn’t quite accept it, wearing a troubled yet confused expression that somehow made her look even more adorable.
“A man’s body is about the only sturdy thing he’s got to offer. If I don’t show off a little at times like this, I’ll never get the chance.”
“But…”
“So just let me act cool in front of my woman for a bit, okay?”
It wasn’t entirely my true feelings, but honestly, saying such embarrassing lines made me want to curl up and die. Surprisingly, though, it worked perfectly on Harpy.
“….”
Her wings, draped over the bed, trembled softly. The sadness and guilt had been pushed aside, replaced by joy and embarrassment, painting her face bright red as she looked at me.
…Ung-ssi… is so cool… I like him so much…
She murmured those thoughts, making me the one who felt embarrassed instead.
…Harpy, I know I shouldn’t be the one saying this to anyone else, but… you really are way too easy to please.