Meadow Gryphons

"Mmmm..."

Warm, summer days. Insects buzzing by. The tickle of meadow grass against Harvey's beak. Yes, those were the things that the gryphon lived for.

He stretched out lazily, soaking in the summer heat to his black feathers, the grey fur of his feline-like back end smooth and sleek, shiny with good health. His beak was not quite as hooked as those of some gryphons, that of a bird of prey but perhaps one with a more varied diet than a pure meat-eater, yet all gryphons living in a modern time had adapted to eat more. Harvey, after all, did not get to go out and be himself as much as he wanted to, having a regular job, just like many in the world where anthros and non-anthros all co-existed. Whereas some lived a more natural life, Harvey was quite busy with his job based in hospital administration: they never seemed to have enough staff and he'd flown through his work as soon as he'd acquired beak and claw adaptive equipment.

"You seem lost over there..."

Harvey rolled over, fluttering his wings against the grass, his tail sweeping lazily back and forth, with a long, draping fluff running down at least two feet of the length. His partner was right there, another gryphon with rich golden-brown fur that had a reddish tint to it in the right light, his feathers a lighter shade of off-white tipped with gold. Michael churred and licked the edge of his beak, the gryphon's eyes sharply predatory, as if he was seeing something in Harvey that the gryphon could not even see in himself.

"I'm not lost," Harvey quipped back. "Not when I'm here with you..."

"Aw..."

Michael laughed softly, though it was with a soft lilt of affection, no one out there in the deserted meadow but them. Trees ringed it also, dense forest stretching for miles upon miles, but it was not a spot that many anthros knew about. Gryphons might well, of course, for it was a location that more had to fly to, rather than walk to.

And that was just how Michael knew that he could close in softly on his partner, moving over his chest and nuzzling his breastbone softly. Harvey sucked in a breath, his heartbeat leaping and fluttering in the cage of his ribs, but he did not move away, even with the warm sunshine splashing down over his feathers, a sleep kind of arousal flowing through his veins.

He groaned.

"Ah... Michael..."

"Shush, let me make you feel good..."

Harvey's body responded slowly, though surely. It could not fail to, not as the other gryphon rolled his body against his, hind paws nudging and brushing, letting him feel just what the warmth of his body up against his partner's was. Michael's sheath, a soft fold of flesh tucked up to hide his cock, released his member, a thick, smooth length of meat sliding forth, swelling it out, his balls aching with desire just behind. Harvey grunted, splayed out like a treat to be devoured, though he let his partner dominantly move over him with all the light and love that had been under their wings for the duration of their relationship.

It would not, after all, be set aside so easily, no... No, not at all, not as he churred and muttered something faint about them getting caught, that they really should, at the very least, head over under the shade of the trees. But Harvey did not even have the energy for that as he wriggled and shifted his weight, the muscle of his glutes tightening, even up along the long, longissimus muscle running the full length of his back, on either side of his spine. His body fleshed up, thick and full, shaft sliding out, though his had little bumps and nodules on it, unlike Michael's smooth length: a leftover of evolution where his ancestors had had spikier barbs. His, however, were soft and purely designed for pleasure.

"Mmm..." Michael moaned lightly, eagerly nuzzling down the length of Harvey's body, while his partner wriggled and chirped. "I love that you get hard so easily for me... Let me take good care of you, sweetheart..."

Harvey whimpered, though he knew that he was in good claws there - talons too, if he was being silly and specific. It was not the time for words as his sun-warmed body ached with delight, tail swishing rhythmically back and forth, teasing the grass with its passage. Yet there was no sensation greater than the pulse of his heart and the tender tease of Michael's beak against his cock, tongue flicking out to caress his slickness.

The gryphon slurped up the bead of pre-cum oozing from the tip and Harvey shuddered, his hind legs splaying out a little more.

"Ah..." He moaned, trying not to buck his hips too much, to let his partner do everything that he willed to him. "I... Mmm... That's... Oh, it's been..."

"I know you're close already, darling," Michael crooned, nuzzling into his thigh and returning to his shaft for a wet slurp, his tongue lashing out to wrap around the girth briefly. "Don't worry... I've got you. But maybe you've got enough in you to hold back so that that nice load of yours goes straight up under my tail?"

Harvey giggled, his voice a little higher-pitched than normal, but his head was spinning too. He wanted to say something about that being very "not straight," considering their orientation, yet... Nah, the words didn't come, didn't need to come, not even as his flanks swelled, lungs filling with air.

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