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Hanioc: There are many amazing creatures out there in the world, and many of them are added to the roster of the Tournament of Pleasure. But, there seems to be a lot of kobolds among them.

Tik Tik: No big problem. Tik Tik love kobolds. Tik Tik love all different creatures, and this match has two different kinds cool creatures.

H: Indeed. On the one hand, there is Skerev, kobold diplomat, and Beasra, the anthropomorphic griffin. Their battle takes place on top of a plateau in the plains of Beasra's home during a starlit night. Let's see just how this turns out.

The green kobold stands on the plateau, tapping his teeth with a claw and narrowing his emerald gaze at the griffin flying in front of him. "Quite nice," he says, a slight growl spreading from his throat. "Skerev like what Skerev sees."

The griffin lands, naked with her hands on her hips. "Well, Beasra likes what Beasra sees," she says, a slight giggle in her voice. "Well, then, little guy, are you ready to lose?"

Skerev shrugs and undoes his belt. "Let Skerev get in equal foot, yes. Does Beasra mind?"

"Not at all," she says, licking her beak. "In fact, I think I'll help you out." She steps forward, kneeling down in front of him, grabbing at his top and lifting it up over the kobold's head, showing off his brown underbelly. "Mmm, I'm happy you won't be using that sword of yours against me."

"Why use sword when sexfight?" he asks, wiggling his eyebrow ridges. Claw work best, yes?"

"I would say so," she says, placing her hand upon his chest, rubbing over him with gentle stroking. "Very good, if not best, right?"

"Seem match start," the kobold responds, his hands resting on her sides, rubbing up along her furred and feathered body, upwards along to her chest, giving her breasts a squeeze.

"Ooo, you like my tits, don't ya, little guy?" Beasra says, a shudder running through her. "Well then, why don't you enjoy them!" She uses her weight to lean forward, knocking the kobold down, smothering him under her pressure, his face buried in between her tits.

Skerev squirms and struggles from underneath Beasra, but the griffin's tail swishes back and forth. She snuggles up against him, pressing him against the ground. "Oh, no use struggling little guy. You're just too adorable with how small you are. I think you're the tiniest kobold here. Do you really think that you can compete?"

Skerev is covered in warm darkness, his sense of scent full of the eagle and lion musk. His sight sees nothing, his ears hear the thumping of her heart. He is well and truly stuck under her.

She squirms on top of him. "Oooh, and your little kobold is so ready to play... tell you what... if you do something good with your mouth, I'll let you put it in me. What do you say? Give me a good time, and I'll give you the privilege of a good time, hm?"

The kobold turns his face towards her left breast and opens her mouth. Her weight pushes against him, letting the breast slip into his maw.

Inside, it is scratched by the teeth, but he fights to keep his mouth open wider to not hurt her. That isn't the goal here. Instead, he lashes his tongue against her nipple, sending shivers along the griffin's body.

"O... oh my..." she gasps. "That's... mmmnnn... that's pretty good..." She tilts her head back, opening her beak and letting out a long sigh. 'Ah... yeah... j... just like that... mmn... fine!"

She picks herself up, laying back on the ground now before him. "You're pretty good with that mouth of yours." She spreads her legs apart, "but I can't see a little guy like you satisfying my pussy with whatever dick you got."

Skerev sits up, undoing his pants. He licks his lips and gives her a toothy grin. "Skerev diplomat. Talk all time. Use mouth. Make friend with foreign agents."

"Hmmm yes? And you use your tongue like that, too?"

"Naturally," he responds, lowering his pants, his cock springing forth, bright, red, and big.

She smirks, practically purring. "Oh my, that isn't too bad for a guy your size. But I can still crush you if I wanted."

"But you no want to, yes?"

"I don't," she says, curling her finger towards herself, her tongue running along her beak.

Skerev climbs up onto her and runs his red shaft up along her glistening sex. He growls and shudders, feeling the warm, beckoning pussy. His hands rest upon Beasra's hips. "So happy... we decide... face each other like this," he says. "Couldn't stand hurt pretty thing Beasra is..."

Beasra wraps her legs around him, urging him closer into her. "Oh, I'm happy too. Happy I'll milk you dry and leave you begging for more.

Skerev narrows his eyes, but then he gives her a lovely big and authentic grin. "Well, Skerev, have fun either way! But, it be Beasra screaming for more." With that, the small kobold pushes forward, penetrating the griffin and filling her with the next round of delight.

T: Two are good sports, yes? But Beasra give Skerev a lot of space to work.

H: Yes, indeed. It's as if she underestimates him. He's bedded quite a few high profile figures in his time, after all.

T: But Beasra has lots stamina. Tik Tik can feel. Both could not know what doing and could both fall behind because of it.

H: Indeed. It will be interesting to see which one of them slips first.