Fear

“Are…you going to eat me?”

You stare. “That’s your first question.”

He blushes fiercely. “It…I mean…”

You laugh musically. “Fair enough. I am a monster. Albeit one with very human attributes.” You hug him again so he gets a face full of your pillowy breasts, your wings forming a soft shell around him. He sucks in a sharp breath, no doubt inhaling your thick musk in the process. Oh this is too much fun. “Like them?” you ask.

“I-I…”

“Don’t worry,” you say, nuzzling the top of his head, your breath tickling his hair. “I know you do. I can feel it. I bet you want to do all sorts of things to them too.”

Ha! You can practically feel the heat from his face as he tries to shift his pelvis to stop his erection from pressing into your thigh. To hell with that. You don’t give him the chance and tighten your hold on him, drawing him closer into his feathery prison. Oooh. This feels nice. Having a cute boy in your arms, completely in your power, and an adventurer to boot! And just earlier today you were doing nothing more than sitting in your perch, waiting to get killed. You swear you’re getting wet just holding him against you like this.

You settle against the wall, grinning toothily in satisfaction. “Comfy?” you purr to your captive’s upturned face, framed by the globes of your perky breasts.

His eyes are wide and terrified and don’t you just love it! “Wh-what are you going to do with me.”

“Oh,” you muse, plucking at his hair with the talons at the arch of your wing. “Lots of things. But I don’t think I’ll be eating you any time soon. I think that’ll be your job.”

“I-I’m sorry?”

“We’ll see how you do first. Then you can apologize.” You reach down with a talon, your feathers fanning his face as you grip the loop of his medallion in your talon. You pull it up, the boy sucking in an alarmed breath as you examine the symbol. “What’s this?”

“My medallion.”

You look closer. “This is for Mishas,” you say.

“Um…Yes.”

You look down in surprise. “The goddess of fertility? I thought she only had priestesses.”
He shifts uncomfortably, one result being his rubbing his chin against the sensitive feathers between your breasts. You coo in delight. “She has priests too. We’re…not common,” he says rapidly, confused by the noises you made

“Mmm. Is that right.” You lean closer, breathing deeply and puffing out your modest breasts into his face. “And, why are you one of her priests? Hm? Maybe thinking of getting lucky with all those pretty young priestesses? I bet all those young ladies, so hopped up on holiness and faith and not even having a vow of chastity gives an enterprising young man plenty of opportunities.”

“I-I have n-no idea wh-what you’re t-t-“

“Don’t worry. I won’t judge.”

“A-are you going to…to let me go?”

“Well.” You pretend to consider his offer. “Listen. I might consider it. But, you have to understand my position.” You casually begin to grind your pelvis against his leg, making it look like you’re shifting to a more comfortable position. He wriggles uncomfortably, but you pretend to be ignorant of what you’re doing. “You adventurers all consider us monsters as nothing. Nothing but XP on legs. And, well, in my case, wings,” you say, fluttering your feathers around him with a sound like rain. “And I don’t think that’s very fair. I think we can be so much more. To you. To me.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You will.” You stroke his face, your talons trailing along his smooth cheek and down his chin. “I want us to understand each other. See, I’ve died absolutely dozens of times. I don’t think that’s exactly fair. Do you?”

His brow furrows a little as he tries to see where you’re going with all this. Adorable. “Well…no…”

“Exactly.” You shift so that you’re sitting more comfortably, able to hold him at a more reclined position and press him against your chest. “So think of this as payback. You’re going to pay me back for all that I’ve gone through at the hands of adventurers. And when you’re done, you can go.

“Now, if you cooperate, I guarantee this will go much better for you. Besides, you seriously don’t want to try and leave. There’s other things on this mountain that would just love a piece of you.” You nip his neck causing him to jump and squirm. “So, what do you say?”