This feels a bit wrong, doing this inside Laura Lee's room, and it's just the two of you; with her back being turned to you, and your eyes fixtate on the mass of feathers sprouting out of two strong limbs that are her wings. It felt wrong, because you have never seen the blonde reveal this part of herself to you alone — it had always been with other monsters in the area, but never just the two of you.

She asked you for a favor, now you should do it properly..

You sat down on the edge of her bed, while she sits down in front of you — the whiteness of her dress bounced off the same light as what shone down on her wings. You two had just come back from a Sunday mass, and Laura Lee felt uncomfortable all of the sudden; there was a stiffness to her back, and they waited it out until mass was over.

Now here you are, helping her out of her zipper to let her back breathe. You felt her breath hitch for a moment when your hand bumped into the inner part of her wings. "Careful— please, they're.. kind of sensitive there." She breathes out, tensing up. "Could you.. um, possibly— lift them up?"

Of course you could do that, for her. "They felt stiff all day and I, I felt uncomfortable earlier on and now I can't seem to stretch them properly." She explains, hands fidgeting with the hem of her dress. "You could say no, of course."