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Territorial Lust

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Saphira Fafnar

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Nalu shook herself off, her wings spread, enjoying the warm summer breeze lifting her up, carrying her across the thermals. It was a long time since she had found herself back in Xigfeldo's territory and it was most certainly a good few years back before she'd been transported to another world, Ulrica's home world, with the sable marten in question. The skunk-gryphon shivered up in the air, though not from any cold, for the warmth of the fair weather glinted off her dark fur, so rich and sleek in the garb of summer that there almost seemed to be shades of purple in there.

Her black beak gleamed, that of a crow, her hind half that of a skunk, though her musk told that tale. It was not unpleasant, not as most expected skunks to be, but something intoxicating, that could draw in a partner if they were so inclined as to mate with her. It was something that Nalu had used many times over in the past, grunting softly at the memory, her dark feathers shimmering in the light as she soared over a crystal-clear lake. So clear, in fact, that she swore she could see down to the depths of it where strange fish swam and even dragons with blue or silver scales - it was hard to tell from such a height - swam. She murmured. She'd known there were other dragons who had more of an affinity with the water (even black dragons enjoyed the cool ribbons, their bodies devoid of the magic-wielding abilities of some others) but it definitely wasn't Xigfeldo down there. For once, Nalu did not know where the dragon was.

But that was okay as she fluttered down, spiralling and soaring, allowing her height to drop naturally, lower and lower. The cool water invited her in, her feathers a little more laden with dust than she would have liked, though there was still more down there for her to savour, chirping and warbling, letting such sounds flow from her naturally. Back in her home world, there was nothing for her to worry about and everything familiar for her to lean into whole-heartedly. Nalu would have been lying if she had not said that it was not something of a relief.

The pebbles crunched under her paws as she set down, wings flared and spread, her beak ever so slightly parted, though she breathed through her nares, the slits on her beak. Her dark wings shuffled in against her back, tail lifted as if she could not work out whether she wanted to spray and mark as yet, for the itch was there. The beach surrounding the lake was made of rougher rock, though the pebbles had been tumbled and smoothed out by the passage of time and the seasons, allowing her to walk easily without any gritter, smaller particles digging in between her toes.

"Hm..."

Oh, it was too tempting, her tail lifting, the stripe there glistening in the sunshine. She couldn't help herself, digging her claws into the coarser ground at the edge of the beach, the line of pine trees beckoning. At least, she thought they were pine trees, though there were other conifers mixed in of the evergreen variety, fir trees bustling amongst with tough roots that dug down deep into the earth.

It could not hurt, indulging in an instinct that Nalu had not had the liberty to all that often in Ulrica's world. Something about it being frowned upon over there? Very strange. She grunted and shook her head, her feathers rustling out lightly, heat rising from her body. No, it was not right there, not natural, but she'd had to respect their times and culture, of course, especially when she'd been a guest in Ulrica's home.

Her tail twitched as it flagged, showing off the underside of her tail and the tight pucker of her anal ring, though that was not the purpose of her lifting her tail that time. Being a hermaphrodite showed off a little more genitalia than such a position may otherwise have done but Nalu was a gryphoness comfortable in both sides of her psyche, acting the parts of breeder and bred as and when it suited her. Only recently, she had laid a clutch of eggs before returning to her home, leaving them in the care of her anthro form in another world so that hordes of little gryphons, possibly gryphon-dragon hybrids too based on their shared fun with Xigfeldo, would hatch and grow up safe and sound.

Her musk sprayed forth as her tail twitched, allowing it to flow forth, though it was something of a reek. That was what marking was all about, after all, considering that she was there to mark it as hers, to let anyone there that smelled the harsh stink know that it was hers, that she had been there. A gryphon, like many dragons, faced a deeply-rooted instinct to mark and to spray, to claim a territory even though there were very few territorial disputes to be had in the world anymore. Not when there was so much land and prey to go around, that was, their kinds evolving and mating and spreading far and wide into new lands too.

"Unnf..."

She grunted and strutted a little more cockily up to another tree, grinding her backside onto the bark just for an extra little stimulation of the scent gland tucked up under there. Some, like Xigfeldo, held that gland and more within a slit called a cloaca, though Nalu's body did not quite present in that way. It was one of the things that the drake had been curious about in the early days of their meeting, though Nalu had never been the dragon's first.

The gryphoness shivered at the memory, licking the edge of her beak, the reek of her musk swirling around, a thick and heady scent that would not be washed away for many rains. Although Nalu wondered just a little where Xigfeldo was, having come back with her through the portal, she was hardly worried, sighing in relief at finally being able to express a little instinct.

"Ah... Yes, that's better."

She shuffled off, weak at the knees, though her wings flared out, drooping to her sides. Spraying her musk was an oddly relaxing thing, even though she could not understand quite why it was, releasing tension from the base of her spine, up the lines of it where her back tended to hold it harder and tighter. Bowing down lightly, she arched her back and pushed her rump up a little higher again to mark another try, a jet and a spray streaming out to trickle down the old, rough bark. The tree itself had surely lived for many more years than she had, though her essence would remain there for weeks, if not months.

She could only hope.

What she didn't know was that there was someone, not Xigfeldo, already in the territory that had already done some marking of their own, the drake's lingering scent overwhelming the smaller creature, although he was a caretaker of sorts. Keither raised his head, the purple raptor clicking his teeth together, blue feathers ruffling against his back and down his arms, though one would have been amiss to miss the venomous spines jutting from his elbows. They were formidable weapons that, amid the flutter of feathers, were not always noticeable until it was too late for an opponent.

It had been a long time, however, since he had ever had to chase off anyone from his territory, or the territory that he oversaw under Xigfeldo. They were quite close, the two of them, but not so that there was not a designated chain of command there. Despite the dragon submitting to the raptor, when it pleased him, there was no question over who was the overseer dominating the territory first and foremost. Sex and the fun that contained, after all, was something different to territorial lines, though any pushing back against them was easily taken care of.

But the raptor's frown deepened as he stalked through the trees, his head held high and scenting the air.

"Who goes there?"

It was a new scent, a thick scent, a scent that he had never taken in before. It was strange, very much so, but he was there to protect the territory, dropping to all fours as he snuffled at the ground. Keither's nostrils flared and puckered in short, sharp gasps of breath and he shook his head, scuffing up dead leaf matter from the soil as he pressed his nose up to the tree.

Intoxicating, but not in the way that he might have wanted it to be, a chirruping growl rising in the back of his throat and warbling forth. It had to be an intruder, though they would have found him or Svea, the hydra, already if they were indeed anything of a threat. Their phoenix friend was off flying somewhere, now that she was without a clutch of eggs in her womb, for once, though Keither was sure that he would change that in due course, just to see her fat and waddling again.

There! He saw her, hunkering down to the ground with a low, savage growl. Who was that? A gryphon-type creature but not one that he was familiar with, though her thick scent heralded her being of both sexes. Marking conveyed that too well sometimes, allowing them to take in all that they could have needed to, learning about the intruder in one's territory without even meeting them face to face. Keither growled and clicked his jaws, the gryphon's head shooting up with a long, crow-like beak, a gleam in her eyes.

"You..." He growled, approaching, feathers ruffled, the lines of his body harsh and jagged, matching up well with Nalu in size. "You do not belong here! Who do you think you are marking our trees?"

Nalu fluffed up her feathers, her growl rattling the edges of her beak together.

"Strange to hear that coming from a little reptile... If I want to mark these trees, I'm well within my right to!"

"Not in my territory!"

Neither of them truly made the first move, everything purely instinctual. One moment they were facing off in a small clearing in the trees, muted light filtering through, and the next they were in combat, jaws gnashing as fur and feathers flew. Any feathers that had been loose were freed in that moment, claws slicing, grasping and tussling. Up on her back legs, Nalu snarled and lunged for him, but Keither held her forepaws in his own, wrestling and bearing her back, hind paws cutting through the earth and leaving gouges in their wake. The raptor's jaws parted widely, letting out a roiling hiss, tongue fluttering out in a blue flicker, but she was not put off by one little (okay, he was not all that little, to be fair) raptor chomping and snarling, not even then.

She was home and she would show him that she could mark wherever she pleased!

She flipped, letting her weight take her as her hind paws dug into his stomach, flipping him up into the air as his wings spread to catch his weight, even in mid-air. He was not in such a position to take flight in that moment but he was able to steady himself, whipping around, tail curving around to follow his line of motion.

"You think that's going to send me scarpering..." Keither scoffed, head held high and his chest pushed out. "But you've never defended a territory before, have you?"

Nalu rolled her eyes.

"And just what does that have to do with anything?"

"Oh, nothing... But your attention is elsewhere. We all choose where we place our attention and yours is not entirely on me!"

He lunged, jaws flashing, though Keither was not swift enough, alas, to get them around her throat. It would not have been serious, of course, but enough he was sure to send her packing, running with her tail between her legs, plucking black feathers with his teeth. He spat them out, the raptor pressing the attack, driving her back between the trees, trapping her and hemming Nalu in on all sides.

Nalu growled and tucked her wings down, unable to flare them out in such a position, restricted from flight in such a space, though there was some room to move. A thick tree trunk separated her from the raptor and her dark colouration helped her slip through the trees, muddying her outline through the shadows. It was enough for the raptor to hesitate for a fraction of a second, blinking as he strove to follow her, the gryphoness on him in a moment.

There they rolled and tussled, grunting and pushing together, snapping and lashing out, though neither of them getting anything more than a rudimentary hold on the other. They were evenly matched and they had to respect each other for that, Keither grunting as Nalu forced him onto his side.

Although...there was something missing there, just as Keither had suspected from the beginning. Nalu was no true threat to him losing control of the territory in Xigfeldo's absence and he flipped his tail up, just briefly, releasing a bit of his own scent to counteract hers. His reverse slit was tucked up within a cloaca, his oily essence marking the edges of it, though the effect on the gryphoness was such that he wondered for a moment if a little of his musky fluid had splattered up onto her beak.

"You..."

She backed off, shaking her head, the fog of that scent overcoming her. It was as if it had been tailored specifically for her and her inclinations, breathing too deeply, a gleam in her eye that she didn't want to acknowledge, not even then. The thick, tantalising musk of a skunk, almost overpowering, was more so than what he exuded and yet she leaned into it hungrily, turning around, her tail lifted high.

"Hm... Two can play at that game."

She lunged at the same time as she sprayed her musk, splattering the trees and spreading it wide in an arc, the raptor flipping back. In a single breath, he was on his back, though every move of theirs came with an air more sexuality to it than before, no longer quite trying to win as they worked out a little more what the other was all about.

The push of a gryphon body against his was exciting, the raptor crooning when he was offered the opportunity of her bare throat, though he was not truly fighting her anymore. All they were looking at was a play in control, tumbling through fallen leaves that were softening back into the mulch of the earth, the remnants of winter lying upon the land in the constant cycle that twisted through the seasons. It may have been summer but no one could escape winter, not truly, the lure of breeding and the scent of spring tantamount in their ever-thickening scents.

Nalu grunted, her hind end curling down, flexing a little, as if she was thrusting. What was she doing? Her head spun and she landed with her forepaws on the raptor's wings, pinning him to the ground, but what she did not count on was his hind legs coming up into her stomach. She groaned as she was forced back, though the kick could have been worse than it was. There was no meaning behind it as the raptor advanced on her, both of them up on their feet again and circling.

Her body responded, however, without her consent, sending a pleasurable shiver down her spine. Her tail flicked and lifted, exposing another gust of her scent, the light spattering of liquid deliciously spilling forth in such a way that even she was affected by it. Maybe it was the fact that they were in a more closed-in environment, even if outdoors, that everything seemed all the more potent in the moment, breath catching, need rising, flowing through all else.

"You'll never win, raptor, I'll see to it."

Keither purred, eyes gleaming.

"Oh, I think I already have."

Whatever that meant pulled at Nalu's chest, but she was not to worry about something like that as she let out a heady little grunt that could not be held back. And neither did she want to hold it back as her nuts ached strangely, churning with desire, need flooding through. Her sheath plumped out where it was tucked up in the thicker fur under her belly, her shaft revealing itself, though her knot was, so far, not swollen. That would only come at the point of orgasm, though she hardly knew how she'd gotten to such a point of arousal.

Maybe it was meant to be as desire forced its way through, beak parted in a squeal, snarling forth, sounds that she could barely even remember making before slicing through the air. Nalu's wings spread to the extent that they could, slamming the raptor back into a tree, though his eyes gleamed, his cloaca parting softly to reveal a shaft and, of course, even more of his thick essence, the scent that made her cock throb so wonderfully.

"Now, I've got you!"

She didn't need to announce it a she braced, holding him up against the tree, the bark creaking and falling away where his spines cut into it, traces of venom left behind. But neither of them were worried about that as her shaft quested up against the root of his tail, following the line to his cloaca and plunging inside.

Anything that she had learned of tempering desire from her anthro self in the other world slipped away in a heartbeat of a moment as she grunted in the back of her throat, oddly in that moment meeting the raptor's apparent lust with her own. It didn't matter just how they'd gotten there only that their lust poured through, her shaft plunging deep, finding what felt like an anal passage, though she didn't quite know. She didn't understand how his anatomy differed to Xigfeldo's, not yet, but that was something that would just have to come in time, the gryphoness growling in lust as she sank deep over and over again.

It was pleasure but it was a fragile kind of dominance that she took in that moment, not thinking about what she was doing, simply letting the raptor's musk lift and swirl around her. It was intoxicating and tantalising in the best of ways, the hint of something sweeter within the deeply potent musk, though she could no have stopped herself from greedily sucking it in if she'd tried. Even if she'd wanted to get away, that was no longer an option as the raptor crooned, allowing her to drive deep, his anal passage contracting around her with a little more pressure.

"Heh..." Keither half-close his eyes. "Oh... I didn't think you were serious to begin with."

Although she wanted to tell him many rude things that should never have been heard from the lips of a lady (even a gryphoness like her), Nalu only had a throaty laugh for the raptor in turn.

"Fair touch... What's...ah..." Her shaft throbbed within him, the passage she'd plunged into tightening around her. "Your name?"

"Keither."

"Nalu."

They were introduced but it was not as if it would have interrupted them at all to not know one another's names. There was still something of a fight in them as birdsong flitted through the trees around, shafts of pristine sunlight spilling to the forest floor. It belonged there in its own kind of way and they were the true intruders in a world that they could not have honestly said that they understood, the natural one that they tended to. For while Keither was a caretaker of Xigfeldo's territory, especially in the dragon's absence, they were all stewards of the land on which they roamed.

They could have fun, however, not always in caretaking roles of the world, Keither growling as he pushed his tail up against the gryphoness, though she was not close enough that he could twine it around her skunk one. That was probably for the best as he allowed his tail to hang down against the tree, releasing his essence, a slick drool of it oozing from his vent, which was already spread by both the lightly coloured length of his shaft and her cock plunging within. It easily escaped as the gryphoness tucked her beak down against his muzzle, breathing heavily and deeply, flanks juddering with every breath she managed to take.

"Ah... You know..."

But what he knew was not for debate as she thrust wildly, giving herself over to that heady aroma that felt as if it was clawing at her nostrils, dragging her in and down to the raptor. Who was really in control there? That was a question that she had asked herself many times over in the past but not one at all that had such delicious consequences. Her shaft ached and twitched within him, though the raptor's cock twisted back and forth lightly, prehensile and offering so many possibilities even in the moment she caught a glimpse of his abilities.

She didn't want to stop thrusting, grinding deep into him and moaning out her desire, need flush and haring through her veins with an electrical pulse that reminded her of flying through a lightning storm. Yet the gryphoness had her feet firmly planted on the ground - the hind ones at least - and was in no danger. The scent of the raptor, some of his oil marking the base of her cock where it plunged deep, the edge of her lightly furred sheath, increased her sensitivity, even while making it more and more difficult to drag in breath after breath.

The gryphon didn't mind that, however, not in the slightest as she fought fire with fire. Keither did not notice it at first but he drifted and floated, crooning and chirping, his anal passage tighter around her cock than ever. The knot thickened at the base even as he pressed down, tensing around her, and he shook his head from side to side, vaguely aware of her beak lightly closing around his neck. It was not a mating bite but neither was it anything for him to fear, instead leaning into the pressure with a submissive little thrill, giving over control in that moment for the lust of the ultimate high.

He belted out what roar he could with his throat slightly constricted, Nalu's knot driving inside to stretch him out, more and more of her musk swirling around him. If it had been something that they could see, no one would have, in fact, been able to see them for the fog that it created around them, so dense and all-encompassing that there was no longer any getting out of it. They were in it for the long haul as her balls tightened up a fraction closer to her body, throbbing as they smacked into the raptor, cocks teasing up against one another inadvertently.

She spilt a thick load of cum into him and yet the moment of climax seemed to stretch out more and more than she could have expected, shuddering for breath, her tail lashing the air. Her musk swirled as she sprayed again, the trees darkening to her back where she allowed her fluid to splatter across them, though she didn't even need to exude that much to take the raptor for the ride of his life. His body tightened around her knot as it swelled inside him but she was not in any position to complain about that, bearing him back against the rough bark as his tail and hind legs dangled in the air.

Pleasure, however, was there for the two of them to take, Keither's cock shooting, creamy fluid splattering forth, marking her underbelly, soaking into her fur and trickling down around her sheath. It got everywhere but the gryphoness could not even think about what a bind that would be to wash out when she had such a fetching little piece of a raptor before her. His body closed around her cock as if they had been made to fit together, though she had most certainly had that feeling before with a couple of dragons, their bodies adapting to take all or at least most shafts. Nalu chirped softly, clicking her beak together, though it was Keither who surprised her with a throaty purr, tilting his muzzle to lock his jaws with hers.

His tongue flickered up against hers and it was a tantalising touch that the gryphon could not help but return, moaning into it, relaxing into the lowering of inhibitions once again. It was strange to do that, if she was truly back in her own world and Xigfeldo had not played some trick on her, the feel of the raptor pressed up against her body oddly comforting. It was alluring at the same time, however, confusing her further as they kissed deeply, tongues more playfully battling for dominance back and forth between their muzzles, fluttering against teeth and the edge of her beak.

"Mmm... It's been a long time since I had a kiss like that." Keither chuckled, breaking the kiss as a faint string of saliva held them together. "Maybe that's why you were destined to come here, Nalu, to force me to defend my territory? I don't think you did a very good job of it if all you really wanted was to bury your rod in me..."

Cheeky, too cheeky. But no one else could have pulled it off like Keither.

Nalu licked the edge of her beak but having that light sheen of saliva so close to her nares only made the scent of him more potent. She didn't even know how much of the scent in the air was hers and what was Keither's anymore, the two binding and winding together to create an intoxicating spiral of lust from which there was no escape. And neither of them wanted to escape.

Her knot softened inside him but the raptor demonstrated greater muscular control by helping her to "pop" it out of him, only half-deflated. Yet it was for Nalu to allow him to take a little from her too as she bowed her front half down to the shaded forest floor, her skin prickling with heat. She sweated mostly out of the pads of her paws but being a gryphon allowed her to release more heat from other glands on her body where needed, not being a creature like a typical skunk or more.

"Mmm..."

Keither groaned, pushing his nose up under her tail, though he was expected the blast of her essence, the musky spray wafting over him. It was a lighter pulse than she could have given and yet he could not help himself from lapping it off his muzzle, grunting and groaning, letting her scent take him in, completely and utterly. Although he was the one taking the "top" position in that moment, to say that either of them were truly in control would have been a lie for they were as much prey to their instincts as anyone else was. Their scents drew one another in more and more as he slurped his tongue around her nuts, weighing them on the slenderer, more slippery appendage, taking in as much as he could.

"Ohhh..."

Nalu moaned, appreciating the attention, her backside pushed up for him, even as he ground back on his muzzle. There was little she could do to resist the pull and the draw of him, even in that moment, her desire such that there was no going back now that she'd begun. Her tail wafted her scent over him as the raptor relished in it, churring and bobbing his head, dragging his tongue into her sex, the folds of her pussy showed off a little bit more as they plumped up with blood. She could not deny her body from showing its need in a moment like that, the clash of everything coming together in a truly blissful moment, her scent more overpowering right then and there than even Keither's was.

Strange... Very strange how that could happen, but it was hard to think of anything else as his tongue slipped inside, scooping into her cunny and teasing up against her soft, inner walls. He gulped down her musk, not minding the thick taste of it in the slightest, her clit rubbing over his tongue even as he dragged it back. The raptor trembled wantonly, his tail flickering back and forth, layered with blue feathers, every nerve-ending in his body on fire.

Burning up from the inside out, he growled into her sex, pleasuring her, though the raptor could not do it forever. His cock was out and hard, the tapered point twisting ever so lightly back and forth, needing her, wanting her. The gryphoness bowed down before him, tail draping back over his shoulder, brushing against his wings, and he lusted for it all, moaning deeply, her juices mingling with her spray, her musk wrapped around him completely and utterly.

In a moment, he was up and over her back without really knowing how he'd gotten there. It was too much, head spinning, foggy with desire. He lusted for it all and the gryphoness crooned as he pushed into her sex, finding her pussy easier and spreading her folds. He might not have had a fat knot like her, Nalu's cock still out and throbbing, but he had more than enough to please either a male or a female - or both, as was the case with her. She groaned lowly, beak rubbing against the ground, but her submission came from her heart, inhaling the raptor's musk over and over.

It infatuated her, twisted through her, that cock ploughing deep, intent on driving in harder and faster. The raptor was a little smaller, only a touch, and more agile. His shaft rammed in hard and fast, rocking her hindquarters back and forth, but he could only do what he could do, snarling passionately, his teeth bared even as his tongue lashed out against the side of his muzzle.

"Unff... Yes... So hot... Tight..."

He lusted for her, relishing in the mere moment of taking a new partner, though the two of them knew in their heart of hearts that there was only one end that could come from such a passionate mating. With his cock rammed into her pussy, he stretched her out with every thrust, her body accepting him willingly, Keither's shaft plunging deep again and again. Her claws tore up the forest floor and a badger scuffled away through the undergrowth, grouchy at being disturbed from their slumber during the day, a nocturnal creature that did not like being put out.

The raptor's tongue hung from his muzzle, tipping sideways, grinding in with passion and fervour that could not possibly be matched. The slurp of her wetness sucking at him echoed forth, only the two of them there to bear witness to such a tryst, coming together repeatedly, lust coursing through. The beating of the raptor's heart drove him on and on, tail slapping the ground, though he could not resist even a moment of her sex pulling at him, rippling around his cock, though she didn't have as much control over her body as either Xigfeldo or Keither himself had.

She could still try, however, moaning out loud through a parted beak as her pussy clenched down hard on him, on the edge of an orgasm unlike any other. It had been a while since she had experienced such lust but she had to try, crying out her passion as her cock shot a load, soaking into the forest floor. Yet her pussy rippled and puled erratically at the same time, though even that tension was out of her control, giving over everything she had to the raptor in the heat of the moment for the ecstasy of it all.

Keither could not resist her and she knew that even as he slammed in, pumping hard and fast, driving deep, not letting an inch of his cock go to waste as he plundered her depths more and more with every stroke. He howled above her, trying to flare his wings, though he came up against a tree, too close for comfort. But it was not as if he had a choice at a time like that, buried deep in her snatch, her balls bouncing back against him with every thrust of his. The raptor twisted, maw open in a snarl, shuddering against her as he spent rope after rope of virile seed into her pussy.

The deal was done and, for the time being, the bond between them settled. If there had been any disputes about territory, they were done and settled in the passion of delight, tails twisting back and forth, though there was no time to rest, not even as Keither collapsed over her back.

Maybe if they had not been releasing more and more of their scent, trying to outdo each other, her tail twitching weakly to spray more and more. As he rested, briefly, inside her, he wriggled back and forth, the gryphoness' spraying her essence over him, soaking his crotch, the light moisture building where it could not help but trickle down around his cloaca.

"Unnff... It's been a while since I had someone that could match up to me like that..."

Nalu grinned - well, as well as any gryphon could with a beak like hers.

"You could say I've had some practise recently..."

But Keither was only going to find out about that, well, in practise, the gryphoness twisting around, her tail flicking back and forth. It may have been unconventional for a skunk to waft their scent around like that when they should have typically just sprayed it but it was a little trick that she had learned from other species - others like Xigfeldo, in fact. There was a lot to be picked up from others and she was always apt to learn, even as she slipped onto her back, cock throbbing up wantonly for Keither's attention.

He climbed over her willingly but the fact was that his reverse-slit allowed him a little more flexibility that the gryphoness. Whereas she slid into him in quite a conventional manner, cock ploughing deep, the raptor shifted his weight a little, his shaft able to penetrate her at the same time. With a deep-throated groan, the gryphoness accepted his shaft, yet that was something that she had never quite had the luxury of experiencing, being penetrated by the partner that she was fucking at the same time.

And it was exquisite, their bodies pressed so close that they were soaked in one another's musk, Keither's thick oil slopping from him more and more with every thrust she plunged into his female sex. Nalu's cock ground lightly up against his with every stroke as he moaned luxuriously above her, taking command only in part, for he was there to lust with her, taking everything for their mutual pleasure.

Moss pressed up against Nalu's back as her hind legs kicked up in the air and she tried to push back, though she was more than happy to take it all too. There was more to be shared between the two of them as Keither yelped, a happy shriek breaking from his lips as he howled out his lust, the gryphoness under him clacking her beak together. Her passion coursed through, stronger than ever, delight present in every tingling thrum of her body. Muscles tensed and bunched, her tail flicking back and forth, stirring up fallen pine needles, though the forest floor, as ever, was theirs to claim.

Keither's sex clenched around her, milking her of her cream, but Nalu was more than prepared for him even as he took her knot too into his cloaca and, within, his cunny too. The gryphoness chirped luxuriously, a rippling shiver going through her body, though she wanted more still, deeper and harder, her skin prickling. The raptor's oily essence soaked into her skin, through her fur and feathers, wherever it landed, affecting her more directly than anything else, even inhaling it. She had to fight fire with fire, crooning and pressing her beak against his muzzle, sharing a moment of closeness with one that she could never have expected that to happen with, considering how they met.

But the best things could come out of twisted beginnings, Keither diving just how their cocks twisted back and forth, bodies coming together in rampant passion. He could only thrust shallowly into her with her knot locking them together but that was more than alright for the two of them, a light breeze picking at fur and feathers alike. It was what they both needed to cool down, though Keither cooled more swiftly than her, running colder as a reptile-type.

Passion rose, though the slurp and slop of juices around his cock and hers could not be ignored. Their sexual fluids mingled with their essence, a tantalising cocktail that could not be held back, infatuating them with one another even more than before. They wanted it though, losing and heightening their sense of self at the same time. It was something that the two of them oh so very passionately needed, a desire coursing through with the beat of their hearts, pumping blood around their bodies so deliciously that it could not be turned down in any way. They wanted to feel it, claws tugging at feathers and fur, Nalu's beak tilting once again so that the two of them could kiss.

She moaned into his mouth, enjoying the scrape of his teeth against her beak, something feral and carnal in the lines of their bodies. Keither clung to her, his forepaws more like claw-like hands than what Nalu boasted, holding her tightly as his wings half-folded up around her. The brush of his feathers on her body was tantalising, tiny pin-pricks of delight rising to her skin, breath catching, hot in her beak as his cooler ribbons wrapped around her tongue.

She didn't care, couldn't care, sweat prickling at the pads of her hind paws, need thrumming up where their bodies joined. It was too much for either of them to bear as orgasm after orgasm poured forth, flooding their joined bodies. Keither's groans were lost in her beak as they pressed together, his shaft driving deep, though neither of them could tell in a moment like that just who was thrusting at any one time. Nalu's knot locked inside him, squeezed by his cunny, and the raptor's feathers fluttered, desire pulsing in tight muscles.

They could not break free, not when her knot was lodged so deep inside him. The raptor humped down, his hind end curling and flexing down a little more to sink down onto her shaft a little more, pressing her sheath back so that he got a little more stimulation. It may have only been a fraction of an inch, if that, but it was something, enough for him to huff and pant, their breath mingling, yet another shot of cum pouring forth into the gryphoness' cunny.

She couldn't take it, passion crawling across her skin with an anxious, prickling heat, lust always there. Could it ever slip away when there was so much passion there, their musk heavy and thick, a delirious fog swirling around them? He broke the kiss with Nalu, licking his muzzle as if he could taste it there too, though there was for sure some lingering spray from her musk there, waiting for him to lap it up.

Nalu grunted, her beak opening and closing, though that did not help her control her lust at all, not even as the raptor's sex flexed around her cock. Just how could he do that, massaging and rippling around her so erotically? Muscles that she had never before paid so much attention to pulled around her cock, even squeezing her knot directly, giving her the impression that she was too large for him, even if she was not.

"Unff... Wow... To think..."

But she couldn't get what she needed out, panting lightly, the raptor licking the side of her beak with unusual affection. It was soft and it was gentle and such a contrast to how they had met that it sent strange little shudders through her body, a quiver that was not a shiver. The raptor pressed up against her, pushing at her knot, and the gryphon gasped as it popped free.

"Ah!"

"But you could not have thought that we were done so quickly... You did enter my territory, after all..."

A sweeter end to such pleasure, after all, could not be derived from such a moment of passion, Nalu allowing Keither to bear her back, a hefty dose of cum already swilling about in each of their wombs. Their passages drooled and slopped out excess cum and arousal, though there was still more than enough left inside for both of them to already be pregnant. Nalu quivered, lying back, submitting to him, her wings spread flat into the soft dampness of the forest floor, moss and leaf matter shifting to accommodate the weight of her body. What would little gryphon-raptor hybrids look like? They could only wait to see, both of them egg-laying species...

Keither, however, was gentle as he took her, his shaft expertly sliding into her, finding her pussy and driving deep. She grunted, splayed back, forepaws tucked up to her chest, though the raptor took up one of them in his, even if his hand-like claws were never designed to be used in such a delicate way. That was something, however, that he could learn more from the anthros if he met them too, the portal between their world open and accessible for those in the know.

"Oh... Oh, that feels good..."

Keither smirked, chattering his teeth lightly as he thrust deeper, letting her feel the full length of his smooth shaft ploughing into her. Her folds seemed to suck and pull around his length with every thrust but every moment was there to be taken, lusted for openly, desire trembling in the brush of his hide on her fur. Nalu grunted, shifting her weight a little, though she was not in such a position that she could thrust back or hump up to meet him, her hind legs not bending that way.

But that was better still for a touch of submission with a new partner, showing her trust of him. Maybe it was his right to take her too in that way too, as she had been the one to invade his territory, his and Xigfeldo's. She had to do it for the tease of his shaft plunging deep, stretching her out, not even humping her more swiftly as he climaxed yet again. Virile spurts of slick cum poured into her, pump after pump, slickening the passage of his cock further still, the entire length of his shaft disappearing into her with every stroke.

"I can't wait to see you fat with my eggs..."

Nalu chuffed lightly, pussy tight around him, tail flicking back and forth, their musk something that they could not escape. It had become more usual to feel it, the affects tickling at their senses, even though it was more potent than ever. The desire of it, how thick and wanton it was, settled around them, two like minds seeking the same. The gryphoness gulped it in headily, breath after breath, though even the raptor's cock slipping to her tail hole, separate from her slit unlike in his case, did not pause her lust.

That was exquisite, a tightness closing around his shaft that could not be denied. It pulsed around his length but the gryphoness was not in control of her muscles, tail flicking up against him, Keither's vision wavering before his very eyes. The fog of it all closed in around, secluding them away from the outside world, languishing in each other's pleasure and attention for as long as the two of them field.

Bodies undulating together ached for more, her cock pulsing, hard and wanton, spilling more cum over her lower stomach, soaking into her fur. The raptor murmured something about washing off in the lake afterwards but Nalu's head swam with such musky lust that she couldn't think of anything else. Just what else could there be in the world for either of them when breeding need pressed in around from all directions?

She didn't care, the flex of his body against hers intoxicating, cock driving deep, spreading her tail hole open again and again. A clawed hind foot propped itself up against her hip for a little extra leverage as he bore in, his glands spilling more and more of his musky essence. It was like hers, in a way, his body designed just as much for her as she was for him, enticing her in, his heart beating harder and faster even as the pace of their fornication slowed down.

That it was gentler and lighter did not mean that it did not have to be heated, his shaft enjoying the closing in of her warm body around him. His shaft hit all the right spots, every thrust forcing a little more cream from her pussy, seed slopping out, drooling down the line of her slit and around his cock as it stretched out her tail hole. There was nothing else that Nalu could have wanted, clinging to him, her claws digging in before the crook of his elbow, which was just as well for her, considering the spines behind. She would have to learn, in time, to at least be careful when it came to that side of things.

But not in that moment. For that time, Keither was in charge, leading her on, bringing her to throbbing orgasm after orgasm as lust ached between them. It was not something that could be spent in any other way, gasping and moaning, fluttering pulses of breath coming up against each other. Muscles tensed and relaxed in the rhythm of climax, Keither's tail lifting, spraying just like a skunk, yet his command of the moment would soon pass back to Nalu, sharing lust back and forth just as the two of them were meant to.

Maybe later, Keither would tell her that his scent was skunk-like too, though he did not think that that was something that she cared to worry about in the heat of the moment, passion flickering up, hot and heady. He lapped at her bare expanse of her throat, nipping and nibbling, the gryphoness near catatonic in a sate of lust unlike anything else. He chuckled at her state, nuzzling into her neck and down her chest, admiring the gleam of her feathers even as he shook and spent yet another load into her tight hole.

So warm... It was good to be deep inside a willing body all over again, a new partner, someone who could bring even more tingling lust to his hide. He needed that, the freshness of it all, something new to bring life to his body, his mind alight with desire. It was all good to fuck the same partners so many times over but he could not and would never deny himself the chance to explore. And he hadn't even gotten the chance to meet the other gryphons that lived in the northern territory as yet...

Maybe that was why Nalu had come at that time, coming home to share her body with him. Keither grunted, eyes closed, crooning and chattering softly to her.

Only time would tell just how many clutches of eggs the two of them would bear.