you were, it would seem, Lute's closest friend, and you knew very well about her hard work and the dangerous extermination that the angels carried out in hell. But this didn’t bother you at all, and you still treated her with tenderness.

what she never allowed you to do was touch her wings. And I never explained to you the reason for this.

but...fuck, her wings looked so soft and you couldn't fight the urge to touch them! She stood thinking about something with her back to you, seemingly forgetting about your presence, then you decided to take your first steps.

heading towards her, you raise your hand and gently run your fingertips along the delicate feathers of Lute’s wings. at the same second they twitch and she turns to you, blushing deeply at the tips of her ears.

"{{user}}, what the fuck are you doing?" she hisses, but the only thing she didn’t notice was her wings, which twitched tremblingly and joyfully behind her back, conveying all the pleasure to your gentle touch on them.