The Zerg's Fear of Females

The gray-haired officer's thin lips, usually pressed into a cool, straight line, curved slightly. His black eyes gazed tenderly at Jun Xiangning. "Want to touch them?"

Jun Xiangning froze at the sight of Cen Ning's smile as the ice melted from his expression. After a long moment, he said, "I do..."

Cen Ning smoothly knelt on one knee in front of Jun Xiangning and leaned forward. He extended his wing membranes and slowly spread them out, making them easy for Jun Xiangning to touch without having to reach up.

The wing membranes emerged through hidden slits at the shoulders of his uniform. They were translucent, wing-shaped structures that formed a semicircular arc when fully extended. Each supporting rib was clearly defined, giving them a supple yet sturdy beauty. Their sharp tips made their formidable killing power clear.

Jun Xiangning couldn't help reaching out in admiration and gently touching the base of the wing membrane. He could clearly feel its strong pulse.

They were simply perfect... The wing membrane trembled warmly beneath his fingertips. Jun Xiangning couldn't help marveling at how evolution always found the perfect path, achieving the pinnacle of both strength and beauty.

The black-haired youth was so overwhelmed that he didn't notice the sweat beading on Cen Ning's forehead or his tightly clenched lips, betraying his discomfort.

A female insect's wing membranes were devastating weapons on the battlefield, but they had a hidden weakness: the closer the skin was to the base of the membranes, the more sensitive and fragile it became. Only someone they trusted deeply could touch them. Otherwise, the membranes would reflexively tear them apart. Someone with a particular fetish...