[Black Harpy] Silver Accessories? Black Wings

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"It's another lazy, quiet afternoon. I really want to take a nap...

I sit in a shady corner of the market street, yawning after uttering my innermost thoughts. I continue to watch the passersby with a slightly dazed expression, killing time.

Who am I? I can only say I'm just an ordinary person.

Living a mundane life, getting up early to set up a stall in a crowded place, and going home after sunset is my usual routine. Occasionally, I'll go to a bar with friends for a few drinks, lecherously admiring the hotel owner's figure, and then go home for a good sleep before returning to my ordinary life." One day.

Looking at the ornaments spread on the large, dark cloth on the ground, the sunlight scattering across them, whether embellishments or rings, the delicate carvings shimmered with a silvery-white light.

This is my profession, a small stall vendor selling ornaments. One day a week, I borrow a friend's studio to make these things, carefully grinding and hammering the raw materials I bring, then painstakingly silvering or coloring them, pouring my heart and soul into creating unique treasures in my heart. The final product is a beautiful piece of jewelry. Due to my personal preference, everything I make is uniformly silvery-white.

"But what's the use if I can't sell them? I hope some rich, kind person will come and buy them all at once so I can go home early and get some money to indulge in!" I've been setting up my stall all morning, but today's sales are zero. That's right, the kind of zeros that rich people like—a number followed by a long string of zeros, while the zeros of a penniless person have nothing in their pocket.

I picked up a pair of silver earrings engraved with a totem. After taking one, I put the other in my pocket and hung it on my left earlobe, hoping that my body would accentuate the jewelry's brilliance. The design was inspired by what happened last time.

"Is it my technique that's the problem, or have people's tastes changed? Last time, some government officials and businessmen really liked them and took them all, but this time, nobody even glanced at them... Sigh! It reminds me of that looting incident, which caused me huge losses." Thinking about how lucky I was to survive that time, I wondered what would become of me if I were taken away by those black-winged creatures.

I put my hands behind my back, leaned against the wall, and began to hope that someone would patronize my little stall.

Another afternoon passed by in the blink of an eye, and still nothing had disappeared from my cloth strips; they'd only moved slightly. Whenever someone stopped in front of me, I'd try my best to sell my goods, but today, I don't know if I'm cursed or what, there was no cash-on-delivery transaction. The sun was starting to slowly set, and I began to worry about how I'd manage dinner since I had no money.

"Run! Those bastards from last time are coming!"

Just as I was packing up to go home, I heard a commotion in the distance. Curious, I stood up and went to look in that direction, but as soon as I looked, a group of people rushed towards me.

"W-what's going on?"

Seeing the panicked people running towards me, their eyes filled with terror, many carrying belongings, were robbers coming?

Just as I was trying to figure out what was going on, I was suddenly knocked down by the fleeing crowd. My entire butt slammed hard against the ground, and I lay on the ground, clutching my backside in pain.

Because it hurt so much, I kept my eyes tightly shut, savoring the pain, but my hearing was perfectly fine. I could hear all the sounds around me: chaotic footsteps, the clatter of objects falling, and shouts all around me.

"That bunch of black hooligans from last time are back! Didn't they get enough last time? Hurry up and pack up your valuables and hide! Quick! Children and women in the back, hide! If you get caught, you don't know if you'll survive!"

Just as I was lying on the ground, about to unleash a torrent of abuse on the fleeing crowd, I heard this.

"Black Happy...stealing things...!"

The words I had just heard flashed through my mind, suddenly and automatically forming a key that unlocked the door to my memories, pulling out past events. My face turned green instantly, and beads of cold sweat appeared out of nowhere.

"No, no way! They're here! I can't keep lying on the ground complaining about my sore butt, I have to hide quickly!" Ignoring the pain in my butt, I struggled to my feet, trying to pack up my things and run away with the crowd.

Last time they attacked, they stole my entire bag of belongings, leaving me without any means of support. I barely survived thanks to my friends' charity. And then there was this black happy, who seemed to have taken the wrong medicine or gone mad. She took a liking to the jewelry I made and happily put it on, constantly searching her surroundings as if trying to find me. Luckily, I hid well and wasn't discovered. In the end, she flew away with her companions.

I heard that none of the humans they took away ever returned; their fates are unknown.

I still can't forget her eagle-like eyes, filled with murderous intent on her pure female face. That sharp gaze seemed capable of killing, leaving a deep sense of fear in my heart.

I had just grabbed the corner of the cloth I was lying on the floor when I heard what sounded like the horn of death to me—the sound of those black harpies flapping their wings. I turned around and saw several black objects darting back and forth in the street and air, flapping their jet-black wings as they rushed over, beginning to snatch everything in their path. A few deep black feathers drifted in the air, their slow descent contrasting sharply with their original owners. Several unlucky people on the road couldn't escape in time and could only watch helplessly as they were ruthlessly plundered.

"Damn it! I didn't have time to collect my things!" I cursed, quickly and decisively discarding the ornaments on the ground in my mind. Saving my life was more important, and these glittering items might attract their attention.

Once I made my decision, I had to run for my life, but they were already very close and would be here soon. When I was knocked down, I was so busy tending to my backside that I wasted a lot of precious time trying to escape.

"Damn it! I'm doomed! I'm still young, I can't die like this!" Despite my constant complaints, I managed to squeeze out a sliver of hope and finally found a wooden crate nearby, big enough for one person to hide in.

"Whatever, I'll try anything!" It felt ridiculous, but which would you rather be laughed at for a moment or regret it for a lifetime? You can imagine! I quickly flipped the crate over, covered myself with it, and immediately crouched down, trying to stay still and look like an unnoticed piece of junk by the roadside. Luckily, it was just the right size for me to hide in, only a little cramped.

I dared not move. Although the crate was a barrier, I could still hear the group of black harpies circling around me, making sharp noises and flapping their wings. I guessed they were probably trying to steal something from this area.

Through the cracks in the wooden crate, I could barely see what was happening outside. I could see several black objects lurking nearby. Upon closer inspection, they were humanoid monsters, each appearing female, but with pairs of jet-black wings on their hands and bird claws on their feet—crows, to be honest.

Suddenly, one of the black harpies flashed past me, startling me. Luckily, I didn't make a sound, or I would have been discovered.

The black harpy seemed to spot something and quickly flew towards where I had just set up my stall.

It turned out she had discovered my items and began picking up one of my prized silver ornaments after another, admiring them. Then, she even started packing them up with the cloth that had been lying on the ground—how incredibly convenient! If she were humming a tune, it would be too much.

As I looked, I suddenly noticed something radiating a silver light on her neck and pointed ears, shimmering beautifully in the sunlight.

"Could it be the same one as last time? I'm going to lose everything again. But trading these things for my life seems like a pretty good deal..." Just

as I was thinking this, the black harpy suddenly turned around, staring intently at me with its murderous, bright red eyes. I was still peeking out from the crack in the wood when this happened, which startled me so much that I flinched and made a sound.

As if attracted by the sound, it slowly started walking towards me, step by step, leaving bird footprints on the ground.

"Damn it, I'm dead! Can it read minds? Why is it looking this way?" Startled by its cry, I kept regretting how useless I was. Making a sound from being frightened was like smearing myself with sauce and banging on a pot to attract a hungry beast.

I closed my eyes, covered my head with my hands, and prayed incessantly, hoping they wouldn't find me. This was the first time in my life I'd so desperately hoped a god would descend and save me. Time seemed to drag on endlessly, so slowly I lost track of how much

time had passed. I had expected to be discovered, but after what felt like a while, nothing happened. Beginning to doubt, I recklessly peeked out.

What happened next was something I'd never even dreamed of...

I opened my eyes to see a beautiful woman's face staring at me. Normally, I would have been overjoyed, but instead, I felt like I was going to hell.

Her cold eyes held a hint of arrogance and a chilling aura. The moment our eyes met, I was instantly petrified, frozen in place. I tried to look away, but I felt powerless to move.

The black harpy had already moved the wooden crate and was standing right in front of me. Her face still held that predatory eagle look, constantly scrutinizing me, her eyes scanning me intently as if checking something. I was so terrified by her stare that I couldn't move.

Then, when her gaze fell to my ear, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smirk, radiating a sense of satisfaction. But my brain automatically interpreted it as something else entirely…

I was doomed…

Suddenly, the black harpy pounced on me like a madwoman, but unexpectedly, my limbs became incredibly agile. I dodged to the side in time, luckily avoiding the attack.

I scrambled frantically across the ground, but I hadn't gone far when she grabbed my hind legs, dragging me by the waist.

"Help!" were the first words I uttered after being discovered.

I struggled incessantly, desperately gripping the ground, stirring up dust, but it was all in vain. I remained half-subdued on the ground.

"Let me go!" I shouted, kicking my legs frantically, but she showed no sign of loosening her grip; her two bird claws were firmly fixed to my ankles.

In a moment of panic, I managed to grab something and hurled it at her. My sudden attack startled her slightly, but it also caused her claws to loosen. I seized the opportunity and pulled hard with my legs to escape her clutches.

I quickly stood up, and just as I was about to run, I was suddenly slammed to the ground by a heavy force, my face covered in dirt.

Unexpectedly, the black harpy quickly returned to normal, then flew up and pounced on me, pinning me to the ground like an eagle snatching a chick.

I struggled incessantly, desperately calling for help, but the black harpy on my back skillfully used her wings to maintain her balance, constantly restraining me. In the end, I couldn't escape my fate of being carried away.

She gripped my shoulders firmly and began to lift me off the ground. At first, I fought desperately for my survival, but the higher I went, the weaker my will to live became. Finally, I let the black harpy carry me into the sky.

My eyes were filled with a look of utter despair as I watched my surroundings shrink. I saw a few people huddled in a corner looking at me with pity, but what good did it do? Finally, the black harpy who had carried me reunited with her companions in the air. I glanced helplessly to the side; they were all clutching their loot, chatting and laughing smugly with their companions. I figured I was the only human among all the spoils.

I was flying through the air, my body swaying with the person who had grabbed me. At first, I had a sliver of hope that her legs would suddenly loosen, giving me a chance to escape. But her feet were firmly gripping my shoulders, and I couldn't even lift my hands. And just now, I wondered if I would even survive falling through the air.

I glanced at the black harpy who had caught me, talking to her companion beside her with a joyful expression on her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and I even found her somewhat cute. What was I thinking, facing imminent death? I was completely confused.

"She must be so happy because she caught some long-lost delicacy—human flesh," I thought, my mind now conjuring only negative thoughts. I looked down at the scenery below, everything appearing so small. This was probably the first time I'd ever seen such a sight. To be able to witness these things in my remaining years was a small comfort.

I don't know how long she carried me, but I arrived at a valley some distance from my town. I saw several black hobbits flying nearby on the cave-filled mountainside; this must be their lair. I could vaguely see figures moving inside the caves—probably her companions.

Now, I'm sitting in one of the caves in that valley, probably the dwelling of the black hob that brought me back! There are many of her things in this cave. In front of me is fruit she offered, but I dare not eat it, a little afraid that something sinister might be mixed in.

I'm alone here now. That creature brought me here, carefully landing me. Although my legs were a little weak from the fright of the flight and I almost lost my balance, I'm safe and sound.

"Stay here and don't run around!" She left these words before flying away, like a warning to a loved one. I thought she would tear me apart and devour my flesh, but that didn't happen. However, another interpretation is that it was a warning to the prey not to escape.

Of course, I wouldn't stay here obediently; I still wanted to escape. But the problem was my location. The cave was located at a high point, and looking down from the entrance had a rather adventurous feel to it. Trying to slowly climb down the rock wall would easily make me a target for other black harpies, who would then capture me. In the end, I had no choice but to stay here obediently.

Sitting still was boring. Since she hadn't tied me up, I could move around freely. I stood up and walked to a corner where a lot of things were stored. I had noticed it when I first arrived; the black harpy who brought me back had also put all her things there.

One of the packages looked familiar, so I opened it to take a look. As expected, it contained the silver jewelry that had been stolen from me last time. Each piece still retained its beautiful silvery-white luster. I picked them up one by one to check, and none of them were damaged.

"Does this girl like my things that much?" I sat down and picked up an earring to examine it. Thinking about this, I remembered that she did indeed have many silvery-white items on her—earrings, necklaces, bracelets, etc. Could they all be made by me?

Just as I was about to get into examining the stolen goods, I heard the sound of flapping wings, letting me know she had returned. I turned around and saw her light body gracefully land on the ground. After tidying up her dark feathers, she began to walk towards me.

I saw her approaching and instinctively shrank back a little. But when I looked at her face, I didn't see the murderous expression I'd first seen. Instead, it was a normal expression, like that of an ordinary person, with a slight smile. This actually made me less wary.

"What's wrong? Didn't you like the food?" she asked gently, pointing to the fruit she'd placed on the ground.

"I...I'm not hungry, thanks," I replied briefly.

"Is that so? Then I'll put it away." She got up, picked up the fruit, and walked towards me, putting it into a bag as she passed by. I watched her quietly the whole time; she felt like family.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked her after she finished packing. I guess I thought she wasn't much of a threat because of her actions.

"You made all this, didn't you?" She moved closer, raising her wing and showing me a bracelet on her arm. Only then did I realize how close we were.

"That's right..." I quickly answered her question.

"I knew it! When I saw the earring on your ear, I pretty much knew it was you." She actually smiled happily, her smile spreading across her face.

In other words, if I hadn't been wearing that earring, I wouldn't have been dragged here.

"My name is Megty, and what's yours?" she asked me happily. I noticed that her body seemed a little restless; she was twisting her body as if she was holding back something.

"My name is Kest. So why did you bring me here? Weren't you going to eat me?" Seeing this situation, it didn't feel as bad as I had imagined.

"Of course! I like you. The first time I saw those beautiful things, I knew that my other half was the one, and this person just happens to be my type!" As soon as she finished speaking, she pounced on me, enveloping me with her wings. Her skin pressed against mine, her soft skin carrying a slightly warm temperature, and our faces were very close.

"What 'partner'?! Can you please explain?!" I thought everything was fine, but then I was caught off guard by another situation.

"Of course, it means you want to be my husband! I love you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she pressed her lips to mine, preventing me from saying anything. She desperately kissed me, as if subduing me. She placed her wings on my shoulders to prevent me from moving, as if she wanted me to do as she pleased. She kept kissing me, her lips as elastic as pudding pressed against mine, and even her tongue began to dart into my mouth, licking every corner of my oral cavity.

I tried to push her away, but she held on so tightly. I could feel how hot her skin was. I realized that she was filled with lust. I should have realized this earlier. When she grabbed me, I thought she was hungry, but now I understood that she was filled with sexual lust.

I lost my balance and fell backward, landing on top of her. The soft, fluffy feel of her feathers mingled with the warmth of her skin, but the kiss wasn't over; it continued. Only

after she seemed satisfied did our lips part, and I gasped for air—this must be what they mean by a breathtaking kiss! She licked her lips, her face flushed, clearly very excited, having held back for a long time.

"This feels...really good..." she whispered, her wings pressing lightly against my chest. She rubbed her body against my genitals, stimulating me.

"Hey, hey, hey, no way! Don't do this so suddenly!" I instinctively understood what she wanted to do. After all, I'm a normal man; I've fantasized about this before!

"Just like you thought, you'd better be obedient!" she said, her body still swaying. You could say she was riding on top of me, and my penis gradually hardened under the constant stimulation. Men are truly pathetic creatures to get an erection under these circumstances.

Then she started to unzip my pants. It was difficult for me to stop her. Although she was smaller than me, I was currently pinned down. If I did anything wrong, she would revert to her fierce gaze and treat me worse.

"It's already so hard after just a little while, you should enjoy it." Then she lifted the fabric of her skirt covering her lower body, revealing her female genitalia. She then aimed at my erect penis, which was exposed in my pants, and sat down, inserting my penis into her vagina.

"Ah~!" At the moment of penetration, she let out a moan, then began to twist her waist, her thighs thrusting as her body rose and fell, beginning their intercourse.

The sounds of flesh colliding echoed within the cave, her face filled with the pleasure of lovemaking, a smile of intense pleasure bringing a smudged drool to her lips. It was

also my first time experiencing lovemaking. Her genitals brought me continuous pleasure; the more intensely she twisted, the more intense the pleasure became. I arched my upper body, my hands bracing against the ground, while she hooked her wings around my neck, continuing to sway her waist, making obscene, wet sounds.

"Aha! Aha!" As if unwilling to stop, she continued to intercourse with me, constantly moaning. In a sense, I was being violated, but experiencing sexual pleasure for the first time, I gradually became immersed in the feeling.

Our penis and vagina thrust in and out relentlessly. The intense movements and pleasure caused our bodies to heat up. I held her slender waist, and my lower body began to move involuntarily. Sweat poured from my body, and I felt the temperature rising continuously.

"Mmm! Mmm! I'm... I'm almost there..." As I felt myself approaching my climax, she also began to utter words of orgasm.

"Ah!" At the highest point, I also ejaculated. My first time making love, I was quickly conquered by her, and I quickly ejaculated. My white semen shot into her vagina. At the peak of her pleasure, she also arched her back and let out a moan, her waist arching slightly as she enjoyed the exhilarating moment of reaching the climax of our union.

"Ha! Ha!" We were both panting after a short, intense moment of intercourse, but my penis was still inside her. She sat on me, holding me close, pressed against my body, and I could feel her heartbeat.

I never expected that after being brought here, she would do this to me; it was completely unexpected. But I am a man, after all, and I was conquered by this.

"Alright! Let's continue! I want to have a child with you, my dear husband." She whispered in my ear, her breath tickling my skin.

"Wait, wait a minute, I never said I wanted to be your husband, don't just assume that!" I was shocked to hear this, still waking from the pleasure of sex. I had never intended to stay here.

"No! You've already done it with me, you're already my husband, as a member of the family, we have to live together!"

"When did I say I wanted to be your husband? It's all just your one-sided idea!" I tried to push her away, but she held me even tighter.

"No! I'm your wife now, we have to be together!"

She had barely finished speaking when she started writhing her hips again, about to have sex once more. I couldn't separate from her, and we repeated the same thing until we were both exhausted. I started to think I couldn't leave this place...

Afterwards, I tried to escape several times, but she always brought me back. When she wasn't looking, I would slowly climb down the rock face, and when she discovered me, she would smile happily and take me back to our "love nest." No matter how many times I tried, the result was the same.

I don't know how much time passed, but now I'm holding an egg. This egg was laid by her, and who the father is is obvious.

I hold the egg in my arms, using my body heat to incubate it, though I don't know if it's helpful or not. But I still take good care of the egg. Melody should be back soon from finding food. I carefully wipe the egg, probably out of a sense of responsibility! I can't just abandon the egg and try to escape again; that would be too pitiful for the egg.

After cleaning the egg, I put my ear to it and faintly heard sounds from the tiny life inside. Just as I was about to listen more closely, Melody returned.

She quickly came to my side, kissed my cheek, and then kissed her beloved egg. We snuggled together, warming the egg with our body heat. I looked at Melody's face; the fierce, eagle-like look I first saw in her was gone. Now, she gave me the loving gaze of a mother. She wore a matching silver earring, a treasure we both now cherished. Melody was fully enjoying the happiness of our family snuggling together.

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