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Doubling Eroticism

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Saphira Fafnar

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The gryphoness, who was a blended hybrid of a crow and a skunk, stretched out luxuriously on the sofa, her beak stretching in a yawn. It was too small for her feral form, of course, but Nalu didn't care too much for that as she could sleep wherever she pleased, whether she was tucked up and curled into a tight little ball or flaked out and relaxed, completely at ease with her surroundings.

The sofa, however, had been more appealing for the lay of her dark fur and sleek feathers that day, the crest atop her head wiggling as she half sat up, brushing it back into place with a forepaw. Her claws were well-used to the art and act of being used for preening but she much preferred to use her beak whenever possible. Sadly, when it came to the crest that she could wiggle back and forth, signalling her mood and emotions with a little more tact than the firmness of her beak allowed, that could not be preened at all by her beak.

"Oh, dear..."

The feral Nalu shook herself off with a loud yawn, peeking back towards the bedroom door where Ulrica was sleeping. The poor Sable marten had gotten in so late the night before (something about attending a museum opening, which she had sold artefacts to) that she had crashed straight into bed and, wanting to be decorous and allow her the beauty sleep she needed, her house-guest in the feral version of Nalu that she had brought back from another world allowed her the space she needed.

Still, that did mean that the feral gryphon was left without access to wash facilities, with a few options remaining otherwise. Not overly wary, she slipped outside the pod-home, everything the height of technology, and set the keypad to lock behind her. It would be activated on her return by her voice command, allowing her inside, though Ulrica had not had to re-program that, considering that her voice was exactly the same as the anthro version of herself who lived just next door.

The gryphoness could have found the anthro Nalu's home by her scent alone, a skunk's thick musk impossible to miss. Moreover, it smelled like her so intrinsically that she was instantly set at ease merely standing on the doorstep, even though she wondered whether her anthro gryphoness friend would even be awake yet. It was still rather early in the space-town, though she appreciated that she was not in a city. For a gryphon like her, used to living out in the wilds and forgoing larger gatherings, it would have been very difficult, a strain on her mind.

"Hello?"

Similarly tousled, anthro Nalu, the sweet thing, appeared with bleary eyes, though feral Nalu could only laugh a little at how her crest was also sticking up in the wrong direction. It was good to know that she was not the only one that woke up with a serious case of "sleeping head", even though the others called it "bed head". Not being one to sleep in a bed where she lived before, the term had confused the feral gryphon until she had had it explained to her.

"Hey, cutie!" The feral Nalu chirped, offering her a smile and a flick of her crest. "Is there any chance I can come in to freshen up a little? Ulrica was working late and I don't want to disturb her."

Ah, straightforward as usual. It was refreshing, in a way, but something that drew Nalu up short even as she stepped back to allow her feral self inside. It was strange to see her moving so fluidly, the roll of the feral gryphoness' muscle and hips hypnotising in a way that would simply have not been so for an anthro, tail swishing, thick and plush with a skunk's colouration.

Anthro Nalu inhaled deeply, feeling her sheath stir, though that was pretty normal for that time of day. Like her feral self, brought back with Ulrica (knotted, of course) when she had been rescued from a mishap of a mission, she was a hermaphrodite, but that was such a fact of her life that Nalu hardly thought about it anymore. Whereas it was not common for those in their part of the galaxy, not much fazed her after adventuring with Ulrica, despite her preferring a stronger home-base than Ulrica.

Her home was larger as a result of that and better furnished, even the sofa larger. It was tempting for the feral Nalu to stretch out on but not right then, not when her fur felt clumpy and sticky, her sheath not as fresh as she would have liked, tucked away in the fluff between her hind legs. If there was one creature comfort that she had gotten used to with their technology, or whatever it was that they liked to call it, it was hot baths and showers. Oh, to have a shower in her cave back home?

"If you'd like to go wash off," the anthro Nalu said, smiling faintly, sure that she knew at least a little of what was going on in the other gryphon's head, "feel free to go right on through. I'll get a towel for you - we picked up a feral-size one for you last time we fetched supplies. I'm sure it'll be better than the little towel we had draped over you last time!"

Comically small, the towel had not covered much of the feral back then, much to Ulrica and Nalu's amusement, though it had ended in the usual of not needing a towel at all, strangely enough, for the lustful activities that were altogether more enticing. They chuckled in turn, feathers lifting as their bodies warmed, though the rush of water from a nice, hot shower was already so alluring that it was all the feral Nalu could do not to rush in there straightaway.

No... It was only the lure of company that kept her where she was, clicking the edge of her beak lightly together as she eyed up the anthro. Oh, she was a little more passive, less forward, but that was all something that she was used to reversing, bringing others out into their true selves. After all, just where was the point in holding back from things that would otherwise add to a life rather than one wishing that they had gone for it.

Watching her anthro self bend over to tidy away a communications device, Nalu's sheath stirred. The sweet anthro was altogether too delectable for her own good, even clothed as she was...

"Why don't you come join me?"

Anthro Nalu jerked upright, eyes wide.

"Oh, uh, I really don't think that's right, sister, wouldn't that be strange for us to do now? After all, we're friends?"

The gryphoness who walked on all fours, however, only laughed, chuffing softly in the back of her throat.

"Isn't it better to spend time with friends? We've already done the dirty, but you're welcome to mount me again, if that's what would make you more comfortable."

Nalu licked her beak, fluttering her eyelashes at the anthro as she had seen Ulrica do, setting the anthro on the back foot.

"I know you... You are me. You always want it in the morning, always need a little private time to take the edge off. Come see what a hot shower where we are the ones that make the steam does for you."

Truth be told, feral Nalu would have happily have had sex anywhere anytime but bringing together sex and the shower? Now, that was something special!

"I... Uh, I'm so flattered but I think... Hey, what are you doing?"

The anthro Nalu's protests broke into a laugh as she was head-butted and towed, lightly but firmly, to the large bathroom, her feral self insistent even through her feathery chuckles.

"Stop me if you want, but I think you need this more than me!"

Of course, she was right, even if the anthro needed to be pushed a little, her tail high and releasing her musk even then. Her natural musk was thick but a skunk hybrid like her could not help their need from mounting and releasing even more of her thick, intoxicating scent when her arousal was higher. It wrapped around the feral and led her on, showing need even though she had, frankly, not allowed the words to pass her beak.

The anthro Nalu shivered, tail twitching, facing the wall even with a little shiver running down her spine while she undressed. She wanted it, the feral was right, but the problem was that she didn't know how to take it for herself. She was not that experienced, not even with the cool of the bathroom tiles under her large, skunk paws, claws fiddling with her T-shirt as she drew it off and over her head. Everything seemed "clunkier" and more awkward in a moment like that, even with the feral chirping and squawking like the crow half of her that she was, but the feral did not even notice. Such things were anthro embodiments of shyness and embarrassment and simply not something that ever took place in her mind.

"Mmm..."

The feral shivered, hustling into the shower and under the fall of water with a delicious sigh.

"The water's lovely... Oh, cutie, won't you join me? I'll be so lonely in here..."

The feral gave her such woeful, longing eyes that the anthro Nalu could not help but laugh, lowering her arms from where they had been raised to cover her breasts. Her sheath plumped out lightly as her shaft, complete with a soft knot at the base, yet to be swollen, and she stepped into the shower too with a soft sigh, beak turned up to the fall of water, steam swiftly filling the bathroom.

The feral's head was between her legs in an instant, however, tongue slipping around her balls, playing lightly with the weight of them, though it was the treat of the sweet gryphoness' pussy behind that she yearned for. The folds were well-hidden and protected by the natural curves of her thighs closing in around and the hang of her balls but Nalu knew just where to tease her tongue as the anthro above her gasped and gripped her head.

"Ohhh..."

Chuckling softly, the feral pushed on, letting her cry out, tongue finding her clit and pushing the small hood back from it, though it would be easier with her arousal growing. The musk was thicker down there and she could be treated to dose after dose of it as the water washed away what had lingered, the old smells replaced invigoratingly with the new ones over and over again. It was all she needed as the anthro gripped her head and even smoothed back her crest, the water encasing them in a warm fall that seduced away all aches and pains from worn and weary bodies.

Yet the anthro was yet to learn that sex itself was rejuvenating as they languished in the steam, her head spinning, need rising, pumping through her with the hard and full rise of her cock. Her feral self nuzzled into her sex, her beak brushing and teasing both her clit and her balls at the same time, everything coming together in such a perfect twist that she could barely believe it. Sex was not to be taken too seriously, not even in a moment like that, inhaling deeply through her nares, the musk of her feral self intoxicating, making her want to drink in more and more of it.

Oh... Oh, it was too much, even as the feral nuzzled up and took her cock into her beak too, the hermaphrodite gryphon grunting around her thick length. She could not close her beak fully around the anthro's shaft as Nalu leaned back against the wall, but the four-legged gryphon knew better how to twist and tease with her tongue, delivering pleasure than even suckling lips, like Ulrica's, could not give. It probed around the tip before delving down, drawing the slightly thicker base even deeper between the edges of her beak, the anthro rocking her hips, need getting the better of her.

"Oh, yes... Mmm... Ohhhh!"

Orgasm could not be held back, on a hair-trigger, needing it all the more, thrusting and grinding, letting go of anthro learning and giving in to feral instinct. That was what the feral was there for, her raw and ragged sexual demeanour coming with such fervent passion that it would have been impossible to forget what she wanted, what she lusted for. It brought the anthro version out of the shell and the standing that she had so carefully constructed for herself, a kind of armour that, in her world, served no purpose.

The anthro Nalu groaned, head rolling back, thrusting and pushing as ropes of creamy seed flooding the other gryphon's muzzle. She'd learned to protect herself. So, why not have some fun? It did not seem that her feral half was about to let her slip by without that delight, after all, grunting and pushing on, swallowing down her load with relish. It could not be helped that the cutie's cock sprung from her beak before she was done, painting the feral's beak with a heady dose of seed, dripping down for a moment before it was washed away.

"Mmm..." Nalu shuddered, lapping cum from her beak with evident relish, though the throbbing of her own shaft could not be denied. "Now, that was a start... But I wonder if you have something for me too?"

The anthro blushed, yet the words that she wanted to allow forth did not come. All she had to offer through her blushing cheeks, feathers damp and lusciously glimmering, was her backside, turning to face the cool of the tiled wall. Her backside thrust back, delivering an extra dose of potent musk, her scent overwhelming in the close confines of the bathroom. Even though the water sought to wash it away, it simply could not be tamed so swiftly as the feral growled deep in the back of her throat. For she did not know about asking prettily or nicely or even asking at all, half the time, only taking what feral need told her was right, her partners coming together in the wilderness at just the same time.

"Mm... I see you're loosening up, sweetie... Why ever you would not want to have fun too, just as you please, is a mystery to me... But let me make you feel good!"

"Good" was an understatement as the larger, more powerful gryphon mounted her, seeking out her pussy with thrusts and jabs of her cock. When standing on her hind legs, forepaws and claws braced against the wall above the anthro's head, she was powerful and dominating, easily so - yet that was not her attention. For all she craved was the seductive warmth of a hot pussy around her cock - or a tail hole, it didn't really matter to her - the pungent aroma of a randy skunk flooding her nares, sensually twining its way down into her lungs. There was no going back from the moment of her cock catching in the gryphon's folds, not quite pushing forward too far and bumping her balls yet again, and the two of them gasped as, finally, the feral struck home.

The anthro Nalu yanked her paw back, not wanting to interfere as that shaft struck home, though she had just been about to help, a low moan ripping itself unbidden from her beak. She wanted so much, but that cock was all she needed, the wonder snarling through her, reminding her of just what it was that the feral embodied. The feral gryphoness grunted and thrust deeply, pinning her lightly to the wall, driving in, the thrust and grind of her hips sensual and strong, stretching her open to the point of perfection.

There was no need for words, not when they knew one another, even without knowing one another. The differences in their personalities were as a result of where they had grown up, what they had learned from the world, but the quiet could be brought into a little more of the bold and the brash, taming and tempering it to fit to what they willed. There was a blending and a compromise between both sides to be had, one gryphon learning from the other, so that they could, in the end, become their best selves.

And sex was one way to work that out, the anthro's pussy closing around her as she leaned into her thrusts, growling as she thrust. Nalu's balls swung as the feral bred her fervently, though it did not escape her mind and attention that the shaft plunged into her cunny was bare and unwrapped. There was nothing to protect her from pregnancy, even though she could take a pill or get a shot after the fact, even if there was a part of her too that didn't know whether she wanted that.

Gryphons laid eggs...and her heart was lusty for a brood, wanting to settle, wanting to see, as much as she too wanted to explore other worlds, even the galaxy in an alternate dimension where feral Nalu had come from. It was another place and another time but one that she could lean into, as hungry for the adventure as she was to see her stomach swell with eggs.

"Oh, yes..." She breathed, beak tilted sideways against the cool tiles, the hiss and rush of water over her and her companion soothing to her lust-struck mind. "Yes, harder... Ohhhh..."

Her climax rose but did not quite tip over the edge until feral Nalu grunted and speared deep into her, letting her knot swell and lock them together. The thickness of it added another level of pleasure that there was no coming back from as she cried out, rocking and grinding, trying to push her hips back to get even more of that delectable breeding spire into her cunny where it belonged. The petal of her sex was strained around the thick base just after that knot, swollen into a bulge that bloated out the very base of her lower abdomen just a little: evidence of all that she had taken.

Yet Nalu had more to give, growling and chomping down on her shoulder, holding her in place even though there was nowhere for the anthro to go. Pounding and pumping with what length of her cock she was able to use with her knot inflated, the feral let go of every inhibition that her anthro friend may have held, slamming it out of her as she unleashed her sexual fury with a barely restrained roar.

And the anthro was forced, with her will, to bear every last spurt and dose of seed flowing into her, flooding her pussy, though not a drop could spill out with the fatness of that knot to keep it all right where it belonged. Cum squeezed and slopped around the thick length of Nalu's cock as it plunged home, the smaller two-legged version braced against the wall, needing it even as orgasm pulsed through her. It was too much for her, desire pulsating, pussy squeezing, tail flicked up as high as she could get it, though her scent eased out more and more from the gland at the base of her tail. It was the most potent time for it to be released at that high of orgasm, intoxicating them both further, as infatuated with her own aroma as she was with that of the feral's.

"Mmmm... You are so tight... Even more so than Ulrica, cutie."

The feral carefully cupped a paw around and under Nalu's stomach, guiding her down to the floor of the shower and covering her body with hers, tail pressed back against the opposite wall. There was not quite enough room in there for them to move fluidly and smoothly but that was not the purpose of a shower as they chuckled in the afterglow, the anthro shifting her weight so that she did not bear down too heavily on her knees, groaning softly as her beak tipped down.

"Maybe... Sister, you say that but...there's another hole that you have not yet tried with me."

The feral shuddered, eyes wide, beak parted.

"Oh... Oh! Now, that is not something I would have expected you to offer!"

Nalu tugged at her pussy, grumbling as she tried to free her knot, but she was there for a while until it softened and deflated, regardless of how the anthro's back arched in pleasure in the lust of it all. It was what they both wanted, even though there was still more to come, the hot washing easing any tension from their bodies, fur slickening down to their bodies as, finally, it soaked through, only mildly water-repellent while they were not completely doused by water. Stretching up, the anthro Nalu fiddled with the temperature dial on the wall, heating it up even more for her partner, her sister gryphoness growling and rolling her hips, which only served to send another flush of pleasure through the curvy anthro's body.

The feral relished in the hot water while the sweet thing under her wriggled and squirmed, but there was more with her body that could be teased even while they were tied together. A claw and a paw were both dextrous tools in the use of a feral who had plenty of time on her paws, tickling Nalu's hanging, full breasts as the anthro shuddered.

"Oh... Oh, you don't know how sensitive I get after cumming..."

Her cock throbbed as if in testament to that and her sister gryphon's eyes gleamed, beak nuzzling and nipping at her shoulder, pulling at her fur. Perhaps that was something that she should not have revealed as the feral's musk intensified, secreting it from the gland as the steamy shower filtered the aroma through water particles, seducing her nose in a damp, luscious fashion even while her breasts were groped and teased.

The weight of them was perfect, hanging into Nalu's paw as her sweet anthro self groaned and rocked under her, wanting it. The nipples were the most sensitive of all, of course, and the feral took her time tracing around each in turn with the tip of her claw, admiring just how the feathers, when her claw slipped a little, pulled and moved - just as if she was preening. It was only due to her being a gryphon, a hybrid, that she had breasts at all (considering that it was not usual for an avian or even an anthro) but the feral could only smirk and thank the fates for that - for giving her a new outlet of lust that she could adore all the more.

Her knot kept them together even as the feral lusted for more, slowly but surely bringing the anthro to another orgasm under her. That knot seemed to pull and pulse in just the right places, Nalu whimpering for her sister gryphoness as she rocked and thrust lightly, grinding in just for an extra touch of sensation. Squeezing and tugging lightly at her breasts pulled at nerve-endings that the anthro had not understood existed, never before having such intricate, intimate attention devoted to her. It was strange, in a way, but not so that she did not want it again as she twisted her head back and moaned through climax, her crest a mess as she ruffled it against the larger gryphon's chest and pecs.

Yet, far from exhausting her, the sex proved to be invigorating, the knot popping out as feral Nalu groaned.

"Mmm... Wow, that was something, hey, cutie?"

But the anthro had already turned about on her knees, nuzzling that length, the knot still half-swollen and not yet fully deflated. It was not going to stop them and only spurred her on as she churred and rubbed her beak against that devout length, the thick, smooth shaft pulsing against her beak as she ducked under the feral's stomach to kiss and lap at it. A beak may not have been suited a much as she would have liked but she could still nuzzle and please, teasing even further back, letting the weight of Nalu's balls spill over her beak. They could not be a balance there so easily and yet her musk was infatuated all the more in that moment for being there, up close and personal as a gleam of the skunk-side's essence teased out.

Nalu inhaled deeply, the feral thrusting into her beak, nares allowing her to breathe even with a cock in her mouth. Oh, it was too much for her, rolling over her mind, but it was all there for her, everything for her to take. Maybe there was something more that she could reach out and grab for herself, after all, and she pulled that into herself as she slurped down, twining her tongue around as much of that slick shaft, still tasting of her pussy, as she could.

The feral groaned above but could not resist as a beak was swapped for paws, stroking and caressing, bringing that monstrously delicious cock to a throbbing twitch of pleasure. Pre-cum drooled viscously from the tip as if she could not stop the stream in the slightest, but the anthro had already slipped her tongue into a waiting pussy, pleasing all parts of her partner while the four-legged gryphon trembled above.

Mutual pleasure. Oh, it was a tease that was so very often left by the wayside. It was not about forcing things to be one way all the time but giving and taking, not taking one role all the time. Many in both of their lives had not understood that but that was still something for them to tease into the forefront, the feral squealing like a much younger gryphon, her vulnerability exposed, as she climaxed, her pussy twitching and pulling around that wanton slip of a tongue. There were passions to be delighted in and that simply could not be enjoyed if everything held only one facet between them.

"Rrrr.... Come here, cutie... I've got something special for you."

That was just why feral Nalu took charge again, a growl in her throat and a twinkle in her eye, bearing the anthro down to the ground, her hips raised and tail hole perfectly exposed for the treat of her cock. Gently, she pressed into the anthro's pucker, not her pussy, stretching it open around her thickly tapered length, the pink shaft slipping inside, bit by bit. It was not a grand event but the sweetie that she sought to breed and be bred by moaned so delightfully for her that she could not help but take all that she could. Even penetrating such a tight hole did not need to be rough and crude when their bodies moved together so perfectly already.

After all, they were one another at the end of it all.

Anthro Nalu's paws went to her pussy, rubbing her own clit and bringing herself off over and over again as the feral smartly did not allow their bodies to tie together again, as much as her knot swelled and wanted to lock them as one being. It would take too long to soften, delaying their fun, but she had an inkling of an idea that there would be more to come still if she exercised a touch of restraint in the moment, which was, to be fair, a little unlike her. She groaned. Maybe the little anthro was taming her already? It was not such a bad thing...

Again and again... Orgasm after orgasm rolled through the two of them, skin prickling with electric pleasure, the hot water a delicious contrast to the seductive heat inside, different sensations blending together to such an overpowering extent that they even had to turn the temperature of the water down - practically unheard of! Yet things could not be pushed over the edge when there was too much going on, tails sodden and hairs clumped together with water, dripping and streaming in luscious ecstasy. Still, there was that musk that could not simply be washed away from their skunk halves, not even as they spread their wings, crooning and keening, enjoying every last moment as their bodies twisted and rocked in the aftershocks of such bliss.

"Dear, that was divine," she practically purred, rolling her hips a that cock eased gently from her strained hole. "But perhaps now...mmph...we should finish what we started in here?"

Her sister gryphon tilted her head cutely.

"But we already had sex... If you insist!"

"No!" The anthro laughed and batted her away, wings flapping and sending water droplets everywhere. "Showering! But maybe later too... I'm too sore to go again now!"

So it was, though it was a closer, more intimate shower than either of them had ever had before, much to their benefit and experience. With their shower finished, albeit in a less traditional fashion than most, there was one good way at the very least to dry off both feathers and fur, even if it was a little brisk. Wrapping up only in light clothes that would dry as quickly, the anthro Nalu led the way from her home, locking up and hurling her body straight into the air, wings pumping and driving her body up and up and up into a sky that faded from a divine violet to a paler and paler blue. Her partner joined her with a screech of delight, though there was a little air traffic to dip and duck through: nothing of a challenge, of course, for two skilled fliers like the two of them.

The air was home and they flew far above, letting the comfortable cool dry them naturally without overheating them: a perfect combination. It was just the way that things were supposed to be, although the anthro had one new trick up her sleeve that the feral could not have expected. For, in her sister gryphon's world, no technology would advance times, the general flow of day to day life, where it was not needed, but it sure was fun to play with when it could transport them to other planets entirely!

Grinning, Nalu paused in mid-air, beating her wings to hover with her body poised upright. Her feral self hesitated, back-pedalling in the air, though she was perfectly positioned for what the sweetheart had in mind. Her heart pulled for the anthro as if they had been together for far longer, knowing one another more intimately, than they actually had. The anthro giggled and held up a small, metal device that betrayed little of its intent.

"Ready, dear?"

The feral blinked but didn't have a chance to say anything more as a light flicked on via the device in Nalu's paw, the anthro turning, shimmering, fading out. Even as she squawked and tried to wriggle away, her own body shifted and changed too, fading and fading until the world before her eyes slipped away, above the town where Ulrica and Nalu lived, taking the flailing, struggling feral to a world that was cool enough to sharpen the invigoration of her senses.

Gasping, the feral Nalu shook herself off, fur fluffing up, damp but the movement of her body enough to make it warm, for the air around her was dry and cold, crisp and brisk. The world of ice and snow stretched out brilliantly below her as the anthro tucked the transporter away in a holster tucked at her hip, laughing and showing off, delighting in her surprise. But they had to fly, their bodies straining for warmth in the sudden shock of a cold climate. It brought a flash of chills to them but in a way that made them feel more alive, sharper than ever, hurling their bodies into movement with a delight that only came, truly, to those with the ability to naturally fly without any other aid.

"Here!"

The anthro laughed and twisted in midair, showing off her flexibility in shedding her clothes, wriggling out of her comfortable shorts, though they would be left there, floating down to be discovered by other space travellers to other worlds in future times. It was better to be in the nude where there was no one to see, delighting in exhibitionism, showing her sister part of her world, the gryphoness' wings beating, hot on her tail.

She had to catch up, the sudden change in temperature bringing up her horniness again, cock slipping out. Yet it was not for her to take the lead and top, curious as to what her anthro self would do. After all, she had led her to the frozen world for a reason, tiny drops of water, which had remained, freezing on her wing-tips and shattering when she spun, twirling and spinning and flinging them off into the void of open air.

There could be no musk up there, not in such open-quarters, not in the way that it had been present in the shower. Their nares and senses of smell, however, were well-tuned and honed for lusty liaisons, seeking out the aroma of one that was open to advances and finding that both feral and anthro bodies were still honed to expend every last drop of sexual energy - and then some.

Licking her beak, the anthro turned and spun, stretching out her hind paws, though they were not formed in a way that she could lock claws with the feral, which was a shame. What she could do, however, was slip onto her back, half-riding her but not really, simply gliding and trusting the larger feral to bear her weight, to carry her safely. Her beak parted in raw joy, showing the one thing, before, that had gotten her to spread her wings, to come out of her shell, relishing in the secret that was revealed in the best of ways.

And yet even she knew the best way to thank her, slipping around, her legs flung out behind with the feral's pussy questing for her, desiring her. The hot, plush folds yearned for the length of her cock even as the very tip pushed from its sheath, a naughtiness twisting in the pit of her belly, pushing the limits that she had not even realised that she had imposed on herself. Sometimes things like that crept up on each other.

"Oh... Dear... Ohhh!"

It was a term of affection and endearment that stretched between them as the anthro crooned to the feral, their bodies so different and yet so alike at the same time. That was just how it was when fucking one's double, bringing fresh lusts into the forefront of life and light, of simply being. Her cock slid out more and more, only to be wrapped up in the intoxicating delight of a pulsing pussy, the folds of the feral more in tune with her body, wanting more. It took a hermaphrodite too, however one identified personally, to know the body of another so intimately - or, at least, that was what the feral thought dimly, wings beating as she carried the two of them forth over a land that sparkled with a glitter of freshly laid snow beneath them.

They were high above and yet it felt as if they were a part of it all as Nalu thrust and rolled her hips, fingers digging into the thick fluff of the feral's fur and even curling around her tail for a little more grip. Not that anything bad would come if she slid off, of course, but she could only try and hope, keeping her cock right where it belonged, twitching and drooling, slickening an already hot and wet passage further.

The feral groaned and tried to buck and roll back against her, even in mid-air, but that was a move beyond her as she flew more and more quickly, the wind sweeping past them, pulling at her fur and fluffing it up. Her feathers bristled against the chill and she chirped, cries ripped from her beak as they flew together. It was almost an afterthought, though not one that she could bypass with the tingles of pleasure, that her orgasm came, her cunny rippling and massaging, though she could not say completely that she was in control of her body at such a point.

She shuddered, dropping in height, Nalu's knot swollen and pressing desperately to her pussy but not pushing in, for that may have been a little too risky up in the air where they were, something to bring into more sedate interludes together. She still thrust though, using her lower back and glutes, her wings helping her along, the pump and grind rhythmic, driving on in time with the beat of the feral's wings. Her sister brought them back up to their previous height, but there was still more yet to come as Nalu pumped and ground, wanting another tease entirely, despite the rampant need to cum that was already coursing through her.

If my sister has had my tail hole, it's only fair that I take hers too...

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Nalu smirked, eyes glittering wickedly, easing out as the feral juddered under her, grumbling her protest. It was one that was swiftly betrayed in a thrust of a shaft questing only for her pucker and driving in deep, Nalu pressing up over the smoothly furred round of her hindquarters and shoving her tail out of the way to get in as deeply as possible. The feral's cry ripped through the air, another orgasm tearing from her male half as her prostate was teased so abruptly and sharply, such pleasure beyond what even she had expected as she twisted and wriggled through the air, more like a serpent than a gryphon.

"Oh, ohhh!"

The feral cried out, stark with surprise, another dose of her musk slipping out, her scent sinking into her fur where it could not drip free, her thick essence staining the point where their bodies joined. For it seemed that, even while flying, it could not so easily be cast aside, lingering and lurking, wrapping around the two of them as they cried out, whimpers and moans twisting into one another in a true lover's embrace. Even if only for a little while.

Her tail hole tightened around that rampant length of a breeding spire, though she knew already that there was more than enough cum flooding her pussy from earlier times and poundings from the anthro to impregnate her. She needed it, snarling and snapping, beak clacking together, her back rounding and arching, rolling back and forth with her tail yanked up as high as she could possibly get it. The tightness was exquisite, the strain pulsing around a cock like that, one that fit her so perfectly, stretching her out without bringing anything of a flicker of pain to the forefront at all.

That was all she needed, even though she was sure that her intersex body, embodying both typical sexes beautifully in her own way, could have handled any cock that she wanted. A moment like that was not one in which the feral Nalu wanted to be pushed, taking pleasure, her cock shooting another load to the sparkling white wonderland below, though no one would ever see where that creamy dose of seed landed, wherever that was. Maybe it would freeze or maybe it would slip away into the snow but it would not bother the two of them in the slightest as they left their mark on a chilled yet delightful world.

"Sweetie..." Feral Nalu gasped out, her cock drooling, unable to stop. "Unff... You're, ah, learning!"

She meant to say more but it was hard to get words out when one was both flying and taking a cock up under their tail. She groaned and dipped her beak, although her wings still had to flap, caressing the air, teasing everything forth as her pucker tensed around that length of shaft. She was not as tight inside as she was at her entrance, closing down around that fat length, feeling the knot pressing up without actually entering: both a delightful tease that made her heart leap and pound and one that had her mind yearning for more, always more.

Her anthro partner grunted and thrust, the need to cum again overpowering her - and it was not a desire that she was about to lock down or push away for a moment longer. Her beak parted to squawk and squall out her delight, though she could not be sure of how much noise she actually made. Whereas the world around and below her may have looked like an icy palace of a wasteland, it was not quite as desolate as they may have expected, life lurking above in the clouds. Those lustful partners, however, would not see them as they twisted and cavorted, Nalu's dripping cock breaking free of the tightness of that tail hole even as she gasped and grunted for more pleasure still.

There were other ways to take pleasure, however, locking her forepaws with that of the feral, their cocks both out and gleaming with desire. They had forgotten just how many orgasms they had claimed so far and the anthro could not help but inhale deeply. Had it been her feral partner's musk that had lured her in initially? Not that it mattered, not really, her head swimming as they flew upright, legs pointing down and tails flicking, sweeping their erotically exotic musk around, a swirling whirlwind of passion enveloping them.

"Yesss... Sister... Please..."

Panting heavily, anthro Nalu pressed in, though her body was too small against the larger gryphoness' that she could not reach her cock, as much as she grunted and cawed. She needed it, needed it so desperately, her lust not even sated, grinding and humping as if her life depended on it. Yet it had to come, delight pumping through, tickling her fancy even as the feral laughed joyously, flipping onto her back and beating her wings in a pattern that the anthro had never seen before. Much like hovering, it allowed her to fly more slowly, even if she lost altitude, remaining more or less horizontal, abdominals tensed to keep her hind end raised.

It was perfect, as much so as such erotic lust in flight ever could be. She sank onto the thick length of meat with open relish, taking it deep into her pussy as the feral rolled sensually up against her. The knot was not inside, fully swollen, but that was more than alright too, their altitude slowly dropping, bit by bit, though they were still so very far from the ground. There was no risk of them falling but it did bring a delightful interlude of an end to their lust, knowing that she could not be knotted if both of them did want to remain airborne.

But what the anthro could do was brace on her partner, trusting her, yet again, to carry her weight, moaning and whimpering, rocking on that cock as if there was nothing else left for her in the world. Her paw closed around her cock as the feral gryphoness tried to concentrate both on her and on flying at the same time, eyes rolling back, lust getting the better of her. They were both as encased in their delight as the other, panting and heaving, sides shuddering though they, fortunately, did not sweat through glands on their body other than, of course, their paws and behind their legs.

It helped, just a little, the feral struggling not to thrust up too fervently, for it would have thrown her off-course. It was a sense of restriction and bondage in itself, restraining what she was able to do, but in a good way, murmuring and moaning, letting the natural rise and fall of their bodies coming together dictate just what they were there to do. Lust could undulate sensually, even as Nalu's cock spent itself over the feral's stomach and lower abdomen, fur fluffed up and soaking it in, desire rising.

"Yes... Mmmph... Oh, sister..."

The anthro rolled her head back, rocking and grinding, letting the air guide her, wings spread, the wind fluttering through her feathers. She groaned and panted, beak hanging open even as she breathed through her nares, though the pleasure was all there for her to take, regardless of anything else. They could fly and they could dip and they could sway until there was no light left in the sky and, even then, the starlight would guide them by the moon across a sparkling expanse of glittering white snow to the heights of even more delightful passion.

She did not swap the cock in her pussy to her tail hole, merely enjoying the moment for as long as she possibly could, the feral rocking under her. Yet even the feral gryphoness could not hold the tension in her abdominal muscles for as long as she had so far, her hind end dropping, forcing her to turn over, holding the smaller anthro against her stomach as she flew the right side up again. Nalu purred and snuggled into her belly-fluff with a low caw of appreciation, though she would soon have to fly for herself again as that cock spent yet another load into her overfilled, creamy cunny.

Drops of seed spilt from her as their bodies separated, the early afternoon teasing on, stealing hours of daylight from them, though the anthro Nalu did not know, as yet, whether the days were long or short on the planet that she had transported them to. She had only wanted to show her sister gryphon a little more of her world, perhaps even to see if she wanted to stay, though it would not have been her place to try to convince the feral of something that she may not have wanted to do.

It was up to the feral Nalu, after all, to decide where she wanted to live, or whether she wanted to slip back and forth between two worlds, two alternate realities.

Nalu grunted softly, flying more easily as the anthro eased off her shaft, though she was sure to whip around her in a rustle of feathers, ensuring that, in a breath and a slurp, the feral got a cheeky taste of her cock. Licking her lips, the larger gryphoness growled, eyes alight and tail flicking as if she was already ready for more, another round turning the corner.

"Hey! You'll have a taste of me for that too, cutie!"

Nalu grinned back at her, tail twitching.

"Promises, promises, dear... And I hope you keep them too!"

Flying side by side, they laughed and jostled one another, cum dripping from their respective orifices, even though there was so much more to come, more filling to be had. They were no fools, not even as the feral Nalu flew in close and brushed up against the anthro, wings teasing in a flutter of sensuality, their bodies known to the other and comfortable. Yet the feral had been softened, just a little, while the anthro had been brought forward to the lure of boldness, learning from each other, regardless of how they had learned in their other lives.

New lives were better and the feral gryphoness still was not entirely sure whether she wanted to leave the world that she had been brought to or not, though there had been talk of having a transporter of her own. Nuzzling Nalu's cheek, the feral crooned and tucked herself in closer, the sunshine beaming down between breaks in the clouds, fur fluffed up and feathers shivering with quiet delight.

"Tell me more about this transporter of yours... Will one work from my world to yours?"

Nalu grinned, casting her a look.

"If Ulrica gets her tail on it, it will!"

The feral churred, pleased with a flick of her tail, streaming out behind her with the skunk-stripe on full-view.

"Then we should return to pay her a visit..."

The funny thing was, her anthro "other" could not have agreed more.

Passions were best taken, after all, when all of them were together.