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A chill runs through Dominick's bones as the wind picks up and the dark clouds finally start climbing over the surrounding mountain range. Dominick pulled his windbreaker tighter as the smell of rain intensified, he knows that if he doesn't find shelter soon he'd be soaked and he couldn't risk an illness this far from civilization. Shifting his burdensome hiking bag, he felt the weight of his sleeping bag and hoped that it'll be enough to protect him from the cold of this wet night. Remembering a cave, or more likely just an outcropping, he'd scouted from the nearby mountainside, he redoubled his efforts to reach it before the rain comes.

The cave only took a few minutes to reach, it seems like he'd made much better time than expected, maybe this surveying mission zone won't take as long to reach as he thought. Dominick breathed a sigh of relief as the outcropping was much larger than he feared, plenty of room to lay out his bed roll and stay well out of the rain. A quick search around showed no tracks or signs that any animals lived here and that hopefully he won't have any “visitors" seeking this same shelter throughout the night. Cautiously he taped the rocky outcropping above his head and found it sounded solid, looks like he won't have to worry about it collapsing from the heavy rainfall. Since he was traveling light it only took him a moment to unpack and not a moment too soon as the first drops of rain could be heard outside. Deciding that he's not quite ready to settle in for the night, Dominick stepped out into the light sprinkle to soak in the sights.

The dark clouds above choked out the last of the light beyond the horizon and a hazy darkness had fallen between the mountains. Breathing in the damp earthy smell of rain Dominick sighed, glad to not be at risk even this far from civilization. The strong winds snapped some nearby tree branches, reminding him of the unseasonably strong storm he'd been warned about when he began his excursion. A quick nervous glance at the surrounding trees ends any fear of them collapsing throughout the night, although it's clear they'll probably have lost plenty of branches by the morning. With both the wind and rain having risen to irritating levels Dominick turned to head back in his shelter when he spotted something in the largest of the nearby trees. Dominating the top of the tree and nestled under its canopy is a colossal bird nest. It's gigantic, easily big enough to hold several adults, it sends an instinctual shiver down his spine and he nearly bolts back into the cover of his out-cropping.

Once his natural instincts calmed down he remembered that these are the Harpy Lands and their recent treaties with humanity were the reason his company had hired him to map out the deeper wilds of these lands. He'd only met a few Harpies before he was sent on this mission but he remembered a little bit about them; divided semi-evenly between the more communal and social ones who very closely resemble humanity and those who continue to live in the wilds in small family units who far more closely resemble their avian ancestors, they're all sentient and are friendly enough that they might even be able to give him some intel on his upcoming mission area. Thinking Dominick remembers the extra power of tonight's storm, “Hello…?" he calls out awkwardly wanting to warn them of the coming danger. While waiting for a response that never came, a powerful gust of wind blew through causing the tree to groan loudly under the stress and a small chunk of the nested canopy dissolved away under the stress of the storm.

A crack of not-so-distant thunder lets him know that there's no time for inaction, he has to act to ensure the safety of anyone still sheltered up there, especially eggs or chicks too young to save themselves. His hiking clothes aren't well suited to protect himself from the rough bark of the tree, especially given his inexperience, but he shrugged off any doubt left as he grabbed the first of the sturdy branches. The gloves he thankfully hadn't taken off yet today protect his hands from the rough bark as he slowly picked his way up the tree. It's thankful that the tree hasn't been trimmed as this allowed him to pick his way up the tree. Even moving as quickly as he can the storm seemed to grow exponentially, the wind and rain growing from a small annoyance into a constant threat as the branches grow slick in the rain and the wind buffets him frequently.

Gritting his teeth through the growing cold and ignoring the ever growing groans of the trees around him, he presses on before finally reaching the rapidly disintegrating nest. Already the nest's outer edges have blown away leaving only the thickly woven inner nest surrounding exactly what he had feared to find up here. A large harpy egg, its cream-white shell shines in the chaos of the surrounding storm; the egg's nearly the size of both his hands as he cups it gently, a faint warmth emanating from the yet unborn child's life. A cold grip of fear pierced his heart as Dominick looked down below him, easily a 20 foot drop that neither he nor the egg would come out unscathed from; but with both of his hands occupied just barely keeping him from falling he chose the only option left. Placing the egg gently back into the nest he undoes his jacket, the cold rain immediately piercing his very soul and the wind nearly ripping the coat out of his hands. Tying the arms and waist together Dominick gathered the egg inside the jacket and tightly tied it around his torso.

Already he can feel hypothermia creeping into his body as he feels the rapidly cooling egg press against his body, but finally he starts to slowly pick his way down. His boots and gloves slip constantly and after what feels like an eternity of agonizingly slowly picking his way down his boots finally meet solid earth. Nearly slipping on the rapidly liquifying soil, Dominick scrambled back towards the cave, soaked and shaking; he barely managed to stumble back into his dry refuge. But Dominick knows that he's nowhere near out of the clear, if he doesn't do something quickly his body will rapidly succumb to the hypothermia of the freezing rain. Stripping his now soaked clothes he swiftly unwrapped his unborn cargo as he placed it on his bedroll in hope of making it at least vaguely comfortable.

His teeth clattering painfully and his hands spasming he practically ripped open his bag of fire supplies, the packed kindling and slow burning logs scraping and scratching at his frozen hands. But painfully and slowly he managed to build a small fire in the cave and light it with his strike lighter. The industrially combined kindling immediately alights, bringing its life sustaining warmth to him and the egg. With the lifesaving heat starting to creep into his body and the immediate danger having finally passed, Dominick flops backward onto the bedroll beside the large egg. Closing his eyes Dominick takes the time to rest after his ordeal, breathing a satisfied breath of relief at his actions; he knows that his actions were heroic from the outside, but he simply acted without thinking about it much, only doing what felt right in the moment. Opening his eyes he reached out for the egg beside him, feeling it's cold but swiftly warming shell. Breathing a final sigh of relief at its safety, Dominick moved to secure his future safety. Taking some unfoldable poles out of his bag, he hung the majority of his clothing up around the fire to dry, leaving only his mostly dry underwear as it was spared from the rain. With all of his current threats having finally passed and the stress and with exhaustion of the day weighing on him, Dominick flopped back down on the bed roll as he watched small wisps of smoke escape the cave, his eyes slowly closing…

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Sunlight streamed into the cave directly into Dominick's eyes, irritating him awake. The morning light illuminates the cave and reveals the devastation outside; young plants, branches, loose soil, and any nests have been swept away in the violent storm. Despite the surface level devastation, Dominick saw that the majority of the trees still stand proudly and that the region hasn't sustained any lasting damage. Blocking out the harsh glare from the newly arisen sun, Dominick takes in the scenery and its resilience to the storm. Turning back to his unplanned guest he felt the egg and was glad to feel its inner warmth even long after the fire died out. Burying the ashes in some loose dirt Dominick thought about what he should do next, he can't leave it here all alone, but he obviously can't take it with him without separating it from the family that would hopefully return for it.

A piercing shriek rang out throughout the valley, hopeful he rushed outside to peer into the sky and search for whoever was calling out. It takes a moment but finally he spotted her circling frantically through the sky. Calling out Dominick's voice echoed throughout the valley “Hello! Down here!" he shouted, waving his arms to get her attention. She gave a barely audible squawk as she slowly glided down to him, her form becoming clearer as she grew closer.

Even from a distance Dominick can tell she's not like the other Harpies he'd met, she must be one of the wilder ones he's heard about. Having never seen one in flight her form is enchanting, her brown plumage cutting cleanly through the sky, her whole body streamlined backwards as the wind carves past her, the grace she buffets her wings with as she outstretched her claws for landing, reddish-brown fluff covering her distinctly feminine form… His admiration is cut short as she finishes gliding down to him, her claws grasping a nearby branch to absorb her impact before agilely hopping down to the ground below. Without the wind pressing her feathers down they pop out in anxiety as she barely waits a moment, “the storm! My nest was right here! Have you seen any-." Stopping mid-sentence she peers behind him, craning her flexible neck comically far as she spots her precious egg.

Pushing past him she rushes for her egg with only a small squawk of surprise as she recognizes its scent. Swiftly she envelops her wings around it and leans her ear-slit against its cream-colored shell, desperately listening for her baby's heartbeat. Her feathers visibly fall back into a relaxed position as she hears her young-ones heartbeat, cooing gently in reassurance more to herself than her egg. Dominick merely watched her in interest, her wings were fused with her arms and she totally lacked any opposable thumbs unlike himself, her brown fluff with a maroon undercoat covers her privates and her surprisingly humanoid chest, with her midriff exposed in the front, and a cloak of feathers trailing down her back leading all the way to her tail. Even bent down he could tell she was nearly six to eight inches taller than him, and he was already pushing six foot one. She hears Dominick approaching behind her, her ears twitching and rotating at his footsteps before she sprung up, “thank you so much for rescuing my egg, we had no idea that storm was coming, we never would of left it if we knew-"

Dominick holds out his hands “it's quite alright ma'am, from my reports that storm was highly unseasonal, there was no way you could have known and I'm sure you would have evacuated if you knew."

“Report?" her ears flick adorably in interest, “you must be one of the cartographers I heard about last time I visited town, it'd been a while since the treaty but I'm surprised they've sent teams out so quickly…. And it's a good thing they did'' she indicates her egg with her wing. “I really can't thank you enough for protecting my egg, that storm was so powerful that I couldn't fly through it, without you here I doubt I would have even found anything to bury…" she thanked him, her voice growing quieter from the gloomy thoughts.

“Well I'm glad I made such good time then, I don't mean to sound prudish but all this heroic thanks is making me a little uncomfortable…" Dominick jokes awkwardly, uncomfortable with the praise.

“Well as uncomfortable as it may be, I think you deserve a little praise for your good deeds, I'd even offer an award if I had anything to offer" she reassures, although if he didn't know any better he'd swear she placed a little too much emphasis on her last few words, even shifting her body to be a little more open. “I wouldn't recommend leaving just yet, all that rain turned the paths to sludge so I think you should stay a little longer…" her voice became more sultry as her advances became more obvious.

Suddenly Dominick became intimately aware of the fact that he was still in his underwear, his clothes still “drying" by the long-dead fire. “Yeah I suppose I should stay at least for a little while, at least until the roads dry…." he awkwardly moved towards his clothes and supplies, stepping away from the flirtatious bird. A part of him just tries to immediately reject her advances, but maybe he was reading too much into her words. Not that he was opposed to the idea, between her feminine figure, gorgeous feathers and fur just barely covering exactly what comes to mind, he's having a hard time focusing on packing his things.

Dominick managed to calm his mind and body down by packing his bag in what was obviously just busy work, and obviously, he'd waited til last to start packing up the long dried clothes and his bedroll… The once silent Harpy ends his stalling by wrapping her wings around his mostly nude body. “You know…" her voice was even deeper and lustful than before. Whispering directly into his ear “on second thought…. Maybe there is a reward I could offer you… only if you'd be willing of course."

Her wings were heavenly warm and soft, a soft hum slowly escaped his lips as any resistance to her suggestions melted away as he buried his face into her winged arms. Dropping the shirt he turned around in her arms and buried his face into her downey chest only to sink in far further than he expected into her thick downey chest feathers. On second thought it does make sense that an egg laying species wouldn't have breasts, but Dominick wouldn't bother giving it a third thought as he rubs his face and hands through her thick downy feathers. His hands explored her avian body; running through the thickest down of her chest, across the scaly bare patches beneath her feathers, along her thick and slick flight feathers, and finally through the thin fur around her midsection, down her back and butt. She hums and purrs pleasurably while he explores her body, rubbing her wings all across his nude body and feeling the toned and strong muscles of someone who's been actively walking for years.

Dominick pulled away from her suddenly, “you have an egg… if you have a husband or a mate then we really shouldn't…" he trails off staring into her deep emerald green eyes with concern.

“He lives pretty far away so we've made our relationship… open to say the least'' she purrs out sensually. Seeing the last barrier to what she wanted fall away she licks her beak needle and shifts her body into his, waiting for this strong human to take her on the bedroll behind them. But suddenly Dominick pulled himself toward her and locked his lips awkwardly and lustfully against her beak.

Despite her surprise at his sudden passion she gladly accepted his affection, letting their tongues dual together and embracing each other even further. His wet and thick human tongue clashes sensually with her thin, dry, and nearly serrated one. Making out wasn't something she did with her mate very often, on account of the beaks obviously, but my god did it drive her lustful body into an even deeper fervor. Rubbing her legs together she can feel her pussy flowing freely and wantonly as she grinds against his body. But even as much as she might be enjoying herself she's still not going to move away from her ultimate goal. She pulls her head away from their kiss before giving him a knowing smirk; she'd fully intended to let him pound her senseless on the bedroll, but he'd had his chance and if he wouldn't satiate her needs she'd gladly take the initiative.

Dominick was going to question her exact intentions when she suddenly wraps her wings around his waist, dragging him down onto the bedroll with her. He nearly bangs his head against the egg behind them as he lets out a loud “oof". The Harpy quickly sits on his waist as he opens his eyes, straddling his waist with her legs curled against his side, pinning him into her plotting embrace as she gives him a good close-up look at the most sensual parts of her body. The way her chest feathers puff up as she shows off her body, the way her massive wings gather above him that in any other situation would send his instincts fleeing in terror, the exposure of her thinly furred midsection that gives way to powerful legs that part to reveal a small pink slit that pokes out from her fur, and finally her leering, lustful expression that gives absolutely no doubt what she plans for him next.

Smiling lustfully at him she looks down to align herself with him before a brief look of confusion crosses her face, reminding Dominick that humans are uncommon around here and it's likely that her prior partners didn't wear any clothes. Nearly unconsciously Dominick hooked his thumbs on the rim of his underwear and pulled them down, sliping them past the lustful harpy, and finally exposing his engorged member to the air. Dominick wasn't huge, not even big, he was about average at just over 5 inches, but if the Harpy was at all disappointed she certainly didn't show it. Grateful for his assistance she inspected it with her heavenly soft wingtips, giving it a few rubs to ensure it'll stand firm and tall for her and it seemed she once again wasn't disappointed, even grateful she didn't have to guide an overly malleable member into herself.

Satisfied they're both ready she finally raises her hips, exposing Dominick to a much better view of her sex, and revealing the heavenly soft folds deep within. Rubbing the head of his penis against the entrance of her sex she knew she needed no further preparation to take him fully. With a final lusty smile she slowly lowers herself down on his shaft, moaning loudly as inch by inch is slowly and unendingly consumed as she manages to hilt him within her in one slow thrust.

Dominick for his part, nearly whites out at the long awaited pleasure that he hasn't felt in years, he might not have been a virgin, but it'd certainly been far too long since his last. A long moan is drawn out from both of them as their bodies are connected together in the most pleasurable way possible. They both pant heavily as their bodies adjust to the sudden and extreme pleasures they're both experiencing, but it's not long before they're both ready for more. Dominick runs his hands along her scaly chicken like legs and the softy downy thighs before coming to a rest at her waist, gripping it in pleasure. As for the Harpy she'd started grinding their joined sexes together, feeling as his dick fills up her pussy and as it shifted, rubbed, and poked into all of the most pleasurable spots in her body.

As much fun as she's having with him she's ready to take this further, stopping her grinding the Harpy draws Dominick's penis back out of her velvety folds, reveling in how her pussy does its best to draw him back into herself. Finally she reaches her apex, with just barely the tip remaining inside her. With a sharp breath she spears herself on his penis with much more speed and vigor than before, taking him fully and immediately once more. Dominick hisses at the sudden pleasure once again returning to his dick, only to not be able catch his breath as she pulls herself back up again and drops herself down once more, not giving himself a moment to relax.

After overcoming the initial sexual suspense and overwhelming pleasure, they swiftly settled into a pleasurable swift rhythm of the Harpy slowly pumping herself up and down his shaft. Gone was the rush for pleasure and spearing herself on him, replaced by a calm, unending stream of pleasure as she continued to bounce up and down on him. Dominick breathes heartedly with every thrust, barely suppressing his moans of pleasure; but the experienced lustful harpy atop him simply hums in pleasure, her eyes screwed shut as she focuses on the pleasure she'd been craving for the past few months. Despite the calm and controlled pace she'd set the pleasure could only continue building for so long, Dominick began to feel the climax beginning to set in inside his balls, and the Harpy's pace had started to gradually quicken with small squawks of pleasure beginning to escape from her beak. “I… I'm…." Dominick stammers out between her increasingly frenzied thrusts.

“Good…" She whispered under her breath as her thrusts became faster and less controlled, losing herself in ever mounting pleasure. Knowing she's close she only gives it a momentary thought before thrusting herself forward against his chest and hiking her pussy up with her knees. With his own hips finally freed from her weight he immediately capitalizes, thrusting his hips to meet her own, combining their efforts. Wrapping his arms around her he gripped one on her shoulder and another past her hips onto her feathered butt. Wet slaps of their sex flood the cave in their renewed efforts, heat pouring out from their joining and both her vaginal and his precum flowing freely from her needy hole. Grunts, pants, and groans push out of their mouths, no longer capable of keeping themselves composed; they descend to barely contained primal thrusts and instincts.

Nothing could stop them as his balls started to tighten and her vaginal walls spasm as both their bodies prepare to flood her womb with as much of his seed as possible. A shot of panic shoots through his mind “wait what if I-"

“INSIDE!" she growls leaving no room for debate. Dominick opens his mouth briefly to argue, before the Harpy thrusts her tongue down his throat to silence the doubt he wouldn't have let stop him anyway. Some of their moans escape their joined lips as a few more rapid thrusts bring them both past the point to no return. Her lips suddenly escape his with a scream of ecstasy as she thrusts herself back to straddling and allowing his cock to fully sink inside of her and deposit its seed deep within. Dominick's ears ring at his partner's pleasured screech, not that he'd pay that pain any mind, as he breathes a long sigh of relief as his mind is flooded with the endorphins of the orgasm. Hot spurts of semen flood her womb with each small spasm of his penis as the Harpy twists and twitches in pleasure, rocking sensually as her body is flooded with the energy of her own orgasm.

Both of their orgasms last less than a moment but for them both it could have lasted for both an eternity and never nearly long enough. Both their eyes, long screwed shut in their pleasure, finally open and meet. Pleasurable chemicals still floating around his brain “that was…. Incredible" he barely breathes out, barely managing to speak from his exhaustion.

With his rapidly softening cock still within her, “glad you agree" she giggles, laying back down on his chest. Cuddling up with her Dominick's hands finds the small of her back as the two bask in the afterglow of their sex. Dominick bumps his hand on the egg behind them as he moves it behind his head, glancing a look at the cream-white egg before looking back to his partner. “Don't worry," she purrs amused before burying her head against his chest, “it's far too soon since I laid for me to have another…" giving out a long drawn out yawn half way through her explanation. A small wave of relief comes as Dominick is not at all ready to be a father, but before he speaks again a long drawn out sigh comes from the Harpy.

Craning his head around and trying to shift her as little as possible, Dominick quickly learns the Harpy had quickly fallen fast asleep against his chest. “I guess I can wait for the path to be less muddy for a while…" before immediately falling asleep himself.