Wings of Temptation
Honestly, I know it's somewhat pitiful to think this way, but I still draw a clear line between lust and affection. Grabbing onto those massive breasts, slamming my hips against her plump thighs and ass while thrusting deep into that hot, tight heat until I finish—it's undeniably pleasurable. If a woman allows that, I suppose it's only natural to grow fond of her. Yet when we're like this, naked and skin pressed together, staring into each other's eyes, I feel something like guilt mixed in with the rising desire. Whenever that lump of lust fills my head and I catch myself wanting to ruin her completely, I end up wondering if all my kindness toward her was just for this moment. I know that's not true. But when I trace back how I fell for Harpy, the trigger is so embarrassingly simple that it leaves me flustered.
At first, Harpy struck me as shy, adorable, with a generous chest and nicely filled-out thighs—such a cute and pretty girl. As counseling continued, I kept seeing her charming side, but I also noticed the shadows she carried and wanted to help her. It felt so natural that anyone would have wanted to do the same. Thanks to my ability to hear inner thoughts, I easily won her over, listened to her story, and gradually overcame the fact that her appearance differed from a human's. Then, like a perfectly scripted play, her estrus period hadn't ended when we scheduled an outing, and Yerin conveniently helped cover for us. Wait—thinking about it now, it almost feels like someone arranged everything behind the scenes...
"Ung-ssi…?"
"Ah, Harpy."
"If you keep staring like that… it's embarrassing…"
Now… I'll probably experience something incredibly pleasurable again…
Ahem. Anyway, that was how it went. Until our first outing together, my feelings for Harpy had been ambiguous. Pretty. Cute. Kind. Admirable. I wanted to help when she struggled and comfort her when she was sad. Having never properly experienced first love or romance, all I felt were those positive impressions and a slightly more active goodwill. I can say this clearly: it wasn't love yet. Maybe my low self-esteem had unconsciously drawn a line even when faced with such a lovable woman.
What flipped that situation in an instant was, of course, our first night together—and the fact that it became an established reality I could no longer deny. But if someone asked what my relationship with Harpy was, how should I answer? Calling us ordinary lovers would instantly make me trash. Yet Harpy allows it. Of course she's cute, pretty, and lovable enough to want as a girlfriend… but that was exactly why mixing bodies with her felt so good and joyful while still leaving me with this persistent unease.
"…Harpy."
"Yes…!"
Ung-ssi's face… looks so serious… he's so cool… I like him…
I'm trying to be serious here, but you're making me embarrassed, Harpy.
"I want to know more about you."
"What would you like to know? I can answer anything for you, Ung-ssi!"
"…"
Admiration overflows in my chest. I want to hug and kiss her right now, but I have to hold back. Whenever I'm with Harpy, I quickly start wanting to be intimate with her, so since we finally have this quiet moment alone… I want to talk more while I still have some self-control.
"Um, like what you like…?"
"That is… ehehe… I like Ung-ssi."
I unconsciously covered my face with my palm. Not for any particular reason—just because it suddenly felt hot. Was it embarrassment? Or because I couldn't handle how adorable she was?
"I like you too, Harpy… Besides that, do you like ice cream, music, makeup, or getting your nails done?"
"Waaah… Yes! That's right."
Flutter…! Whoosh!
"Huh?"
While I was distracted, Harpy's wings—previously spread across the bed—stretched wide and wrapped around me, pulling me in. Overflowing with happiness, she did something she would normally have been too shy to do. Ah… that soft sensation no matter where it touched, and her rich, warm scent. Thanks to that, all my efforts to keep some distance for the sake of self-control went to waste.
"…"
Still… seeing her cling to me like this…
…feels really good.
"I'm happy. You know everything, Ung-ssi."
"…That's not true. I asked because I wanted to know if there are other things you like or hobbies you have."
"Umm…"
Even though my erection was now resting heavily against her cute belly, Harpy simply smiled as if chatting with me was the most enjoyable thing in the world.
"Once the baby is born… I'm making clothes, socks, and hats to dress them in. Lately, doing that makes me happier than anything else."
"I love you."
"…"
I hadn't planned to say it, but hearing something so heartwarming made me blurt out something embarrassing without thinking. Harpy's eyes began to tremble violently. She's still so cute…
"…It's nothing. Will you keep talking?"
"Ehem… And I've been studying childcare too… hehe. Even if I can't remember my own mother's face, I think I can become a mother like the one who gave birth to me. I'm a little scared, but the anticipation is bigger."
I've visited often, but I still can't be with her every single day. That fact had been weighing on me, yet hearing her say she's enjoying it and looking forward to it puts me at ease.
"I'm sorry I can't always be with you."
"Ah, no…! I know there are many people besides me who need your help… And if other people can become as happy as I am thanks to you, then I think I shouldn't be selfish."
My earlier worries suddenly felt pointless. I inwardly declared complete surrender—I love Harpy—and brought my lips to hers. This time it was just a light, gentle kiss.
"And… one more thing…"
This is embarrassing to say… but I promised Ung-ssi I'd tell him anything…
"…?"
"Actually, I asked Joker for… a lot of magazines…"
Magazines…? I remembered she already received plenty of entertainment and beauty ones, so why would she be embarrassed now…?
"There were articles about ways to make a man really happy… so I've been studying hard."
Because I want to receive lots of Ung-ssi's babies again…
I barely managed to keep my rationality intact. That was dangerous.
"…Oh."
I want her to do it. Wait—if I want it, I can just ask. Since Harpy studied so hard for this, it would be less embarrassing if I asked first. Alright.
"Then, want to try it now?"
"That is… it's too sudden…"
"We have to check. Whether it really makes me happy."
Harpy blinked her large eyes a couple of times as if convinced, then fidgeted her lips and spoke in a shrinking voice, as if reciting something she'd practiced. Was it a line…?
"…O… Oh…"
Oh…? I could barely hear it.
"…To… tonight…"
Tonight…?
"Don't let me sleep… nyah."
"…"
Even while looking extremely embarrassed after saying it, she kept both hands loosely clenched and raised near her face in an adorable pose—probably written as important in the magazine. It felt a little mismatched, but that only made her cuter.
"I was wondering if something like this would really make you happy… Kyaa?!"
Already naked and holding her, hearing those words naturally made things below stir.
"Uuuu…"
It's poking my belly button…
"Huu…"
Dangerous, dangerous. My tip was throbbing so hard it hurt. Without realizing it, I almost moved my hips to find that pleasant hole and push in. Except for the moment she suddenly hugged me and we fell over, I'd been keeping her body slightly lifted, but now with my lower half pulled back a little, the position looked incredibly awkward from the side. As expected—
"Kyaaa…?"
When I placed my hands on the bed and flipped us in one motion so she was on top, the discomfort was resolved, but her two heavy, still-damp breasts flopped down onto my chest according to gravity, releasing a sweet milky scent. Because Harpy's intimate place was now sitting directly on my fully erect length, the situation had me trembling as if my last thread of reason was about to snap.
"Um… It's embarrassing if only I talk, so you say something too, Ung-ssi. I want to know so much more about you."
"…"
You don't need to say that while wiggling your hips, do you, Harpy…? I just wanted to talk more so I could like her even more sincerely, but I didn't know it would be this difficult.
"I don't really have anything I'd call a hobby… but I guess cooking?"
"Cooking…"
"Harpy?"
"Actually, I've tried cooking a few times too…"
Watching Harpy's cute face right above mine turn sulky in real time, I could roughly guess what happened.
"It's difficult after all. Especially since you have to be careful with knives and fire."
"Yeees…"
Those long nails on her hands would definitely get in the way of delicate movements. I quickly changed the subject before she could bring up her hands, and her expression softened a little. By the way, her eyelashes are incredibly long. I want to touch them.
"Are you good at cooking, Ung-ssi?"
"Hmm… probably average?"
"I'd like to try your cooking someday."
And… if possible… a ring too…
"…?"
A ring? It was an abrupt topic change from cooking, but the thought quickly vanished from her mind.
"Of course I'll make it for you. Not just cooking—if it's something you want, I'll practice all night if I have to."
"Ehehe…"
Seeing Harpy smile happily at my answer makes me happy too. But Harpy… even while looking shy, you don't need to keep subtly twisting your hips like that, do you? That soft flesh has been squeezing and stimulating me painfully for a while now…
"I'm so happy… I've always wanted to talk like this, but I never thought you'd bring it up first."
"Haha…"
"Still… right now… you're holding back a lot, aren't you?"
"…!"
I laughed awkwardly, then suddenly pressed my lips together. I almost answered honestly without thinking.
"That's, I mean…"
Harpy half-lowered her eyelids and spoke in a slightly seductive tone.
Holding back…? Of course I am…
"Actually, it's been throbbing down there since earlier… I was secretly rubbing it while you weren't looking to soothe it… Did you notice…?"
"…!"
That was… on purpose…? She thought I wouldn't notice…? No, wait—was it really on purpose? And from Harpy…?
"I was hoping you'd notice a little…"
"…!!"
Crack. I thought I heard something that had been stretched taut finally snap.