/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>45463787
Unironically touching the base of a bird's wings will activate thier mating instincts. If you think normal tengu are dangerous rapists, just imagine what they're like after a bit of wingplay.

>>45191504
Anon’s reactions told a short story: It began with shock, transitioned to denial, and ended with shock. “W-Wait a minute, you love me? But it’s been just a few times… did you forget your pill? No, we’re in bed and you haven’t jumped me… oh.” The human never had to respond to a confession before, but had the sense to realize that ‘oh’ is the worst answer he could give a girl. “So, uh… since when?” It was the best he could do after his own whiplash of emotions, hoping that it wouldn’t anger the tengu sitting in front of him, her enamored gaze and countless intimate actions taking on a far deeper meaning.

Aya prepared herself for an outright rejection, to leave heartbroken and with a lifelong hatred of blonde, kidnapping hussies. In this moment, a neutral response felt like the sweetest ambrosia. So much so she barely remembered to respond to his question. Wiping away her tears, Aya recounted her motive. “After the first visit, I had some questions to ask myself. All of that lust and incense was clouding my senses, so I needed to clear it up in order to talk to you. I didn’t know back then that it was still honestly you during my interview, but I think I genuinely fell in love by the second second night of my reservation, if not before then. You’re a very charming man, after all.”

As Anon cleared his throat and blushed, Aya reflected on her words a bit. Right, he still thought you were visiting out of pity back then. Talking to him the same way would probably make him uneasy now. “Well, I mean you were still as kind and funny as always. I just couldn’t help but fall for you, even after I realized the truth about the HSE. As a reporter, I’d have to be a fool to pass up such a hot story. But as a lady, I can’t just let you suffer without doing something about it.”

“Thank you Aya, really. I’m relieved that I wasn’t guilting you back here, just a little bit conflicted how I should respond. I’m not really in the best position to give you an answer.” Aya followed his gaze: From their skimpy clothing to the luxury bed, to the door that could easily lock him in and finally to the dresser that they separately knew contained his proof of holy matrimony.

“I understand. You’ve got bigger things to worry about right now, so do I. I just want you to know that you’ve got someone on your side, inside and outside, for the right reasons.” Feeling the mood was properly lifted, the tengu seized her initiative, embracing Anon’s upper body. “But that doesn’t mean get to assault you! Everything is going to be 100% consensual, every time! If there’s a single thing you don’t want me to do, just say the word and I’ll back off, just like a normal relationship. You know it’s me, so you have just as much say in this relationship, or lack of one!”

Feeling his chest move against her face, Anon chuckled at her exuberance. “’Relationship or lack of one,’ huh? You know, you didn’t really ask for consent before hugging me. Isn’t that getting off on the wrong foot?”

Nuzzling into him deeper, Aya replied flawlessy: “Hugs don’t need consent.”

“I guess they don’t.” Accepting his fate, Anon embraced the tengu back, allowing himself to enjoy the guilty pleasure of her warmth. “You know, we still have some time left to relax. Do you want to come underneath the covers? The room isn’t that cold, but these outfits don’t really warm us up.”

Cheerfully accepting the invitation, Aya finally entered the bed with Anon, giddier than a kappa with a set of new screwdrivers. Facing each other on their sides, Aya felt a tingle as they locked eyes and smiled. Shifting closer, the tengu asked the human a question only she understood the significance of. “Hey Anon, is it okay it I wrap my wings around you?”
“Sure. You already wrapped your arms around me before, your wings won’t be a bother.” Taking any consent as full consent, the tengu cocooned herself and Anon together, a downy barrier shielding the two from the sinful bed, room and shrine. As her heart rate and breathing finally slowed, Aya swore her eggs were just as happy as she was.

Waking up to the tell-tale chime, the tengu was pleasantly surprised to find Anon still asleep in her embrace. Preparing for departure, Aya gave her mate a peck on the cheek before setting off, the proper boundaries in her affection established. Stopping off at the HSE’s kitchen, she whipped up a few side dishes before Yukari would return. Waving goodbye to Ran, the tengu quickly relocated Hana’s house and left behind Anon’s nostalgic leftovers with her own cooking. Aya already got what she needed to tonight. Hana deserved it more.

Lacking a companion to cover her blindspots, the tengu failed to notice the komainu statue hidden in the shadows of an alley across from the doorway. Her mission complete, Aya flew to the mountain, heart soaring as well.

(Part 45)