Go to your bedroom.

Once ready for bed, you make your way down the upstairs hall towards your chambers. The first thing you notice, however, is your door ajar. It isn't all that strange considering the workers have been moving in and out furniture, though you can't help but approach cautiously. Too much has happened in your adventure so far, especially ambushes. You step silently up to the doorway, push it open, and peer inside.

The castle is starting to feel like home now that your bedroom is mostly finished. The bed is lovely and large. There are shelves, dressers, and more. Though among all of that, there's something else inside your room--someone else. Chula is perched on the rug by the foot of your bed, and she slowly turns to meet your gaze, though after locking eyes for a moment, you see timid colour shine in her cheeks. It's a strange look, especially since you're used to the girl acting tough.

"Shut the door," she commands.

"... What's going on?" you ask as you gently nudge the door shut behind you.

"Nothing. Shut up."

"Very informative."

Her hair is jet-black, and flows down barely to the length of her neck. It matches her feathers, giving her the appearance of a raven, or maybe even a demon. She reminds you a little of the succubi. Chula has a tight, small bikini top restraining her bust, and her shorts are the same dark shade. A smoking hot, punk babe, but unlike any you'd see on Earth, because instead of arms, there are only wings--not even hands. They must help each other with everything, especially getting dressed. Their only methods of grabbing are their talons and their mouths.

"So were you being serious back there?" she asks.

"About what?"

"When you said I was the most attractive one."

"You're really concerned about this." You smirk. "Of course I was."

"I'm not concerned! And wipe that smile off your face." She stomps across the room and corners you by the door. Her eyes are piercing, though there's something else present. There's a bashfulness--feelings she's hiding. You can see a desire burning in her gaze. After she stares for a moment, she presses herself up against your body and pins you to the wall. She's so close that you can feel her hot breath on your chin.

You slide your hands around her smooth, bare sides and pull her in tight, and she reacts with a quiet gasp. "So what's this all about?" you ask quietly.

Her mouth slowly touches against yours. You feel the pinch of her teeth gently tug against your bottom lip. Then, she lets out a louder gasp and pulls away. You're taken by surprise as her powerful avian leg sweeps yours and she throws you down against the rug. You look up to see her leg come down, and her talons clench your chest. You stare in awe up her long legs, and you can nearly see up her shorts from his angle. It's an amazing view beneath her bust as well.

"Just shut your mouth and let me take you," she demands. While she's trying her best to act tough like usual, her face is flushed red. Then she kneels down to sit on your legs--wings hanging down against the floor. She looks to you with a bite of her lip.

You reach out and grab her sides once again. "You're burning up," you whisper. As your fingers move inwards, you unbutton the front of her small, tight shorts, and look her straight in the eyes.

She lets out a huff. "Listen... Harpies can't even touch themselves. We have to help each other. But that means I haven't had a cock in so long." She leans down and presses her lips against yours with a passionate hunger.

You grab and hold her tight, reaching around to undo the strings behind her back. "Then have one now."

"Fuck," she whispers back, gasping as she pulls back, allowing her top to fall loose.

You reach up and grab her bare tits, and she returns the gesture with a coy smile back down towards you. Then you slide your fingers all the way back down to her shorts, and begin to tug them down. She helps but bringing up her legs, and together you take off the last article of clothing she wears. Now she perches down over your waist in absolutely nothing. You look her over--beautiful face, striking black wings, perky chest, and a pussy eager for attention.

As you reach down to undo your belt, she lowers herself too, and bites the waistband of your trousers. She tugs down over your rising erection. After your pants are removed, next go your underwear, and then you feel the soft tickle of her wings slide up your stomach as she attempts to work off your shirt. The room grows hotter. She pants heavily as the two of you undress, and after another moment or two, you're both in your birthday suits.

She quickly perches again and sinks her body down so the head of your cock begins to part her lips. She sighs as she finally takes you inside--a large, hot cock filling her up inside, a sensation she's been craving. Chula lets out an erotic moan, and you grab her hips, working with her sensual gyrations while she rides on top. Your hands caress over her body as she bounces up and down. You feel her firm breasts, and then slip down to touch her most sensitive button, which gets an immediate reaction.

To your surprise, she starts riding faster already. She bucks her hips, and you do so as well, enjoying the sensation of her tight body pinning you down to the floor. Her breaths are already rapid. A few minutes pass, and she's tilting her head back to gaze to the heavens--euphoric, satisfied. She moans louder, and her winged arms instinctively twitch from the waves of pleasure surging through her body. Faster. Even faster. Her body bounces hard, thrusting your cock inside and out over and over again. She bites her lip, and you can see her body start to tense. It's coming.

You rub your thumb over her clit and toy with her chest. Her body shudders.

"Oh f-fuck I'm cumming!" she shouts in a stuttering, erotic voice. She clenches her teeth and takes a sharp inhale. "Ah, ah~! I can't... Oh fuck yes! Yes~!"

Her body arcs as she tilts her head back. Shivers shock her body. Pleasure explodes. She lets out another louder moan as the orgasm hits her, and she continues to buck, trying to push herself through the euphoria as much as she can. You, however, have quite a bit left in you. She must have really wanted it, because she didn't last all that long.

Chula's movements gradually slow. She goes limp, though sits on your groin, keeping your cock deep inside her body. "Kyle..." she whispers. Her eyes cast down towards you, and she grins confidently. "You're not so bad, you know that?"

Before you can respond, you both turn to the sound of knocking on the door.

"Busy!" Chula shouts as she quickly wraps her feathered wings around her naked body.

"Shouldn't I have said that if you don't want it to be suspicious?" you reply.

She blushes. "Sh-Shut up."

"Is that you in there, Chula?" comes a voice. It sounds like the timid tone of Chini.

Though this time it's her who's cut off. The door swings open, and two figures stumble inside to gaze in awe at the girl still mounted on your member. The room goes silent, other than the quiet squeaking of the door closing shut behind them. It's both other harpies.

Chula turns her head. "Uh. I can explain."

"I w-want to be a part of this too," Chila says. "If Chula is doing it."

Chini turns to face her. "I'll help you if you'll help me."

"What are you doing?" Chula stands her naked body up, leaving you back on the rug. "Get out of here!"

With the other girl's talons clutching her shorts, about to tug them down, Chila looks to her big sis with pleading eyes. "But... we do everything together, right?"

Chula looks back. After a moment of silence, she smiles. "That's right. We do."

You're not sure how to feel about such a touching moment considering the context. You sit up and lean against the foot of the bed as you watch in awe at the trio of harpies working to undress one another. They use their teeth and flexible legs to clutch each other's tops and bottoms to work them off as if they've done this many times before. Chila's petite, adorable figure is presented bare, and then comes Chini's curvy bust. They then slowly turn to face you.

"I--" you start to say.

Chula cuts you off. "You might want to get on that bed."

Yes, ma'am.