..Yes!”

“Yes!” As you look at her wings behind her. “I would run my sword through your heart. You are a demon and..”

Her voice cracks in sadness as she cuts you off. “For the love of all the gods! I am not a demon! I’m a Succubus! The gods who made you made me! I have the original holy scripts, you can read it yourself.”

You sit dumbfounded as tears form on her face as she speaks in a voice that wrenches at your heart.

“All I desire is to love you. That’s what Succubus do, is love humans. That is how god made us. Then the true evil in the form of you human’s church destroyed all that is right and good.”

“Simply because I have wings. If I could cut them off I would, then you would love me.”

“And if my wings had feathers?”

I look at her al,ost wanting to reach a hand to her. Wings with feathers. The elders did speak of that. “Angles”

“Yes, she says putting her hands to her face sobbing. If only I had feathers you would let me love you then.”

The sobbing seems genuine. You have never made a woman cry. Not like women made you cry. Their teasing, their mean spiteful ways. And here she is crying. Like you have as a boy. You know this pain. You feel guilty.

You lean forward and place your hand gently on her shoulder as she shakes with sobs hiding her face in her hands.

Her wings pressed against her back folded up so they are next to her shoulders. In a cracking pained voice quietly she says, “why couldn’t I be born with feathers.”

You touch her shoulder gently. She bats your hand away. “No. A being as myself can never know love.”

Then she places her hands over her face again. You get a glimpse of the tears streaming down her face.

“You want to leave, go, I don’t care if monsters kill you, your heart is so full of hatred.”

You gently place your hand on her shoulder again. “I’m sorry, I know not what I say, I.”

You grew up gentle hearted. You refused to kill chickens or pigs. The other guys took pleasure in taking lives. You didn’t. You liked the animals to care for them. All you desired was the touch of a woman and how they wounded you with their words. You know the pin she is feeling. How words can hurt.

You gently touch her wing. It is warm like her shoulder. Soft skin, silky to the touch. You caress it lightly. Like running fingers down the back of someone to smooth them.

Her sobbing then she hugs you holding your naked body against hers, both of you kneeling. “Please” she says as youtwo embrace] each other, her wet cheek against yours unable to see her face. “Don’t leave me tonight. Just spend the night, you can leave in the morning.”

A monster, a true monster would not react like this. So frail, so delicate. Perhaps she does have a soul. Animals don’t cry like this. Animals do not seek the comfort of another’s embrace. They hump like, well, like animals. There is no love in their act. I felt her sobbing subsid as her body shivered slightly against mine as we held each other tightly.

I relaxed enough to wrap my arms around her and gently caressed her warm wings feeling that soft silky skin that covered them. “I’m sorry” i said softly caressing her wings. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.” I caressed the bone that went down the length of the wing. “I don’t know why, I was scared.”

She pulled away from you a little. As she wiped the wetness off her face. “Scared? Why would you be scared?”

“That you are going to take my soul.”

She half laughed in her answer. “My goodness, I only seek your love.” And she hugged you tightly. Her hands running up and down your back, warming you and leaving your skin tingling at her touch. You try to do the same for her.

The warmth and tingling radiates into your body and soon your heart starts racing. Your cock throbbing again, and your feelings for comforting her turns into desires to have her.

You go to look at her and you find your lips touching. Tingling as she starts to kiss you again. The warmth radiating from her lips, deep inside of you. Moments later your both moaning. She breaks free from the kiss eyes glowing slightly. “Let me love you, let me make you feel good.”

Her breasts pressed against your chest, her stomach pressed against yours, your cock pressed against her warm pelvis and feeling warmth of something hard between your legs gently holding your balls up.

You feel light headed and your entire body feels warm and tingling with desire as she continues to slowly move her warm hands up and down your back.

“I will keep,you safe, I will give you love no other woman can give you, please just stay one night. If you still feel I’m a monster by morning you can leave with my blessing.”

A monster would never do this. A monster would only try to kill me or enslave me. Honest words you feel are being spoken. A woman only wanting to show her affection. No monster would let me leave.

it was now dark out as the sun has gone down, and you know how dangerous the woods are at night. Perhaps morning will shed the answers you seek..