Lav's Shifting Heart
Two arms reached out, passing over my shoulders to gently grasp the sides of my neck. "As much as you did for that person..." More than you did for that person... "Love me..." Love me more...
She made no effort to hide her greed or jealousy. Even as I was slowly drawn toward her, I felt a strange sense of relief. At least she wasn't demanding something I could never give with words alone.
"But... Lav, you still don't seem tired."
I was already starting to ache below. She smiled softly. "I've never known what it feels like to be full. No form of meal has ever felt difficult for me. Pleasure that feels good, warm, and melts us together until we dissolve into each other... I truly enjoy it."
"...I see. That makes sense." I laughed weakly. "Still, if there's one thing that disappoints you..."
"If there is...?"
She pulled me onto the bed so that I was covering her from above, then looked up at me with eyes full of anticipation that made my heart uneasy. "During normal counseling, I want to connect with you, Ung-ssi... but for some reason, you desperately refuse that during our intimacy."
"...Well, of course I would. It could cause serious trouble for both of us."
When I straightened my waist again in response to her unreasonable request to share our senses and emotions during the act, she—who couldn't overpower me with strength alone—was easily pulled up with me until we faced each other directly.
"Let me feel your true feelings too, Ung-ssi. If you do, I'm sure I won't feel anxious anymore."
"Mmm, even if you say that... it's too dangerous. That would be going too far."
Unlike the pain that cuts off the connection once a certain limit is exceeded, pleasure would melt our minds into a sticky mess all the way to the very edge of unconsciousness before finally releasing us. Remembering how that brief moment of curiosity with Harpy had led to me blacking out, I felt a real fear that her already eager, squeezing flesh—intent on wringing me dry—might actually turn me into an idiot.
But... she wasn't the type to stay quiet while watching me hesitate like this.
"...I can do anything for you, Ung-ssi."
Flutter...!
"If it's something any female in this world can do, then I can do it too."
When she stretched out one arm, large wings covered in soft, pale-purple feathers spread out like Harpy's, capturing my gaze.
"...Even if it's something impossible, I can still do it."
The feathers seemed to fall away, and in their place, pale-purple fox ears matching her hair color sprouted atop her head. Behind her, a single fluffy tail that looked soft to the touch swayed gently.
"Whatever you desire, I can satisfy you more than any other female in this world... more than anyone."
If she couldn't eliminate her rivals, then she wanted to become the first. Watching her freely change her appearance like a magic show, searching for the form that would most effectively stimulate my sexual fantasies, I felt relieved that her heart had turned in this direction instead.
"..."
If her emotions had remained filled only with hatred and jealousy toward others, like when she first revealed herself to me, I would have been in real trouble. But the sight of her pouring all her effort into acting cute just to be loved by me... even if I tried to see it as something bad, I couldn't.
Still, anything in excess could become poison. There were still things I needed to teach her.
"Thank you for saying that. It makes me really happy. But I hope you won't cling to those things so much. I am definitely drawn to these charming sides of you... but the very fact that you're trying so hard to look pretty for me is already enough to make my heart race."
"..."
Before I knew it, she had made the fox ears on her head smaller and pointier, twitching them, while a pale-purple cat tail swayed behind her. When I unconsciously reached out and stroked her head, she finally stopped changing and looked up at me. The cat ears felt surprisingly pleasant as they brushed against my palm. I wondered if this was what it would feel like to pet Nero when she grew larger.
"I... of course I don't dislike it." There was no way I could dislike it. Animal ears and tails were a kind of fantasy. And to see them this perfectly realized... the irregularly twitching ears and the gently swaying tail kept drawing my eyes.
"But it seems like you're obsessing over something too ideal. You don't need to be perfect at everything. Even I have plenty of shortcomings... The fact that you're willing to become the perfect, ideal person for someone like me feels... a little burdensome, to be honest."
"I didn't mean to burden you..."
Her ears and tail drooped dejectedly. I couldn't resist my desire and glanced at them before clearing my throat and meeting her eyes again.
"Ahem... No, no, no. This isn't your fault either. If anything, it's mine. So what I want to say is actually simple. Just as much as you like me, I want to like you too. But I... can't become the ideal image you have of me."
The version of me she idealized was clearly someone who loved only her, staying by her side alone.
"...I've been wanting to ask for a while. I gave you a name, but do you have any particular form you'd like to become for yourself?"
"I've... never thought about that."
"Maybe the fact that you can change your appearance at any time is already your true form. Still, I also believe that truly caring for and liking each other means embracing each other's shortcomings as well."
"..."
...Embracing each other's shortcomings too...
"True..."
Love.
"...Lav?"
"Mm... No. I understand now."
...Thank goodness she understood. I felt like I'd been rambling a bit because the cat ears and tail kept distracting me, but what I'd wanted to say was that she didn't need to match herself to me so much—she should do it more for herself. Affection and attention shouldn't be one-sided, nor should they be so intense that they erode self-love. Besides, ideals could sometimes be firm and sometimes vague. Remembering how she'd changed her appearance multiple times during our counseling sessions, it seemed she wasn't fixed in one form either. If she could ease her obsession with me just a little and nurture her self-love... if her sense of self could mature more, that would be good. Then she wouldn't have to feel anxious or suffer because of me... So...?
"Huh?"
"That's right..."
Thud.
This time she pushed me down so that she was on top. I obediently fell back onto the bed. Soft. Then, without giving me a chance to speak, she swallowed my already painfully swollen and sensitive member between her breasts, which seemed even larger than before. Was that just my imagination...?
"Lav...?"
"So what you're saying, Ung-ssi... is that I can do more of what I want."
"Well... that's true, but..." It was true, but... or was it? I'd already told her not to go too far on her own...
"When you want to feel good sandwiched between breasts, you prefer soft, large ones, right?"
"I do, but..."
"You seem to like this too?"
Drip... As she pressed both breasts tightly together to envelop me completely, sweet-smelling white milk began to leak from her pale-pink nipples and areolas. I'd clearly told her not to obsess over the name of "ideal"... but this meant she hadn't understood a single word I'd said.
"...When hugging from behind, you probably prefer breasts that fit nicely in your hands... with good elasticity."
"Lav... wait a second..."
"When I hold you, a soft waist with just a little flesh would feel nice... and when you want to grab my waist tightly and move as hard as your desire demands, you'd prefer a slender, toned waist without any extra fat."
She stuck out her tongue and let saliva drip between her breasts, then began rubbing lightly. My member, stimulated by this softness rivaling Harpy's, couldn't help but rise. On top of that, her pretty voice shamelessly saying things that teased my shame made my ears tingle and sent a shiver down my spine.
"I don't need to become just one specific form... Hehe, Ung-ssi, you're quite greedy."
"I... didn't mean it like that... Ugh..."
"...I know. You were just worried about me, right? But this is the kind of woman I am. I'm a troublesome female who doesn't care much about anything else and only hungers for your attention and affection... It must be exhausting. But you said you'd like even this imperfect version of me."
Slide, slide... The sensation of her soft, warm, incredibly pliant breasts brushing against my already hypersensitive skin wasn't painful—it was the dangerous kind of pleasure that came right before the edge.
"Ugh..."
"So I'll respect the boundaries you set, Ung-ssi. But within those limits, I'll do everything I can to enchant you."
"..."
Clack. She casually tapped the thick restraint around my neck and smiled calmly. Looking up at her, I thought... this was something I probably couldn't undo.
"Please... enjoy me to your heart's content."