Arthur inspects her more closely.

He uses his thumbs to slip her shorts down her hips. He can tell immediately that there's nothing being worn beneath it. His eyes stare down in anticipation as the fabric slips its way down the smooth skin of her sexy hips, and with the button undone, there isn't much effort required. It passes over her curves and falls down her long, lender legs to land at her feet--her talons. Her pussy becomes fully exposed as the last of her clothing is removed.

"You don't wear..." he starts to speak, though is distracted by his wandering hands moving over her soft, creamy thighs.

Her heated exhale is easily audible. "No," she whispers. "I don't like how they feel."

"Do you like how this feels?" he asks.

"Yes..."

He then moves his thumbs inwards between her legs, and glides one of them slowly over the front of her moistened lips. She shivers hard at the sensation. Then, she throws herself at him. Her soft feathered wings wrap around his body, and his hands are **** away as she presses up against him. With hot breath against his neck, she pants, and then begins to kiss him there.

"Zila," he whispers her name with a sensual tone. "Please. May I inspect you a little bit longer?"

She pulls her face away. It's glowing red. "Y-Yes. You may. Sorry, I just--"

"Don't apologize. I don't mind." He smiles.

Though she smiles as well, she does so bashfully as she takes a single step backwards. Her shorts are even still around her ankles. With one step at a time, she lifts her talons out through the holes, and then kicks the fabric across the cave room.

Arthur lowers himself down to her waist and begins sliding his hands up her legs. She shakes in anticipation.

"It's smaller than average," he notes allowed.

"That's a really lewd thing to say to a girl," she says softly.

"But the skin is so smooth. However, it transitions naturally about here," he says as his hands reach the spot above her knees where her human legs become that of a bird's. "It's harder here, and your feet are sharp talons. They could probably claw through wood."

"That tickles," she whispers with a giggle.

As he moves his hands back up to once again glide over her even more excited pussy, she swings her wings to the side and flaps wildly. With interest, he moves his thumb around the button atop, and she emits a strange, moaning sound almost akin to a chirp. He looks up to her to see her face flushed red, so of course, he continues to tease her most sensitive spot.

Zila then tackles him down to the ground. Her knees dig into the hay at both his sides, and she looks down at him with heated breaths. "No more, please... I can't take anymore teasing."

Arthur moves his hands around behind her and takes a gentle hold of her tight ass cheeks. "Of course. Now it's I that must apologize."

She shakes her head and smiles. "No. I liked it. But please finish me now."

"Of course I will."

"But I want to be... on the bottom, please."

"Anything you desire."

She purses her lips nervously as she lifts herself up from his body, and lays on her back in the hay beside him. Then Arthur sits up and takes a gentle hold of her wings. They feel a lot like arms, though they're thin and tender without any hands at the tips. Her feathers are incredibly soft.

There before him, a completely bare harpy is laying on her back awaiting his embrace. It truly is a magnificent image he'll remember forever.

"Be gentle," she asks. "Please."

He moves down to nearly press his lips against hers. "I will," he replies before kissing her softly.