Pride of Griffin Rock
Art - Fersir
Writing - Me
Ceylon and Leera - ME!
Not the kinkiest story I've ever written, but just a sort of slice of life look at Leera and Ceylon's playful, sometimes aggressive relationship with one another. Not meant to be deep or meaningful, just cute, sexy, simple, quick, and enjoyable.
I hope you enjoy. This story wasn't meant to be 'for' anyone, just for my own enjoyment.
Pride of Griffin Rock
The middle of the day is always the best time for resting, at least when you feel like enjoying the day and absorbing the light of the sun. There was this lovely massive boulder amidst a pile of rocks, reeds, and jungle remnants across Lake Saff'Rald from our home, so we often spend our midday rests there.
Mt Homalia was our home, and beside it at its southwest bank was a massive lake surrounded by a jungle so dense that it was nigh impassable. For that reason, fliers were pretty much the only species that could enjoy the natural beauty of our personal lake; others stayed out or got lost. Either way, our home and the lake that was practically our personal property remained untainted by civilization, so the Missus and myself had absolutely no problem treating it as such.
Across the lake - so far from the mountain our den was carved into that it was a mere silhouette on the horizon - lie a massive, village sized boulder surrounded by smaller rocks and covered in mosses. I love that boulder. Leera and myself would regularly swim and fly our way from our home to bask on it, since it was so large that it stuck up above the trees that were smothering it from all angles, thus giving us uncontested access to the sun's warm rays without the obstructions of leaves or ferns.
She was laying belly down on the boulder, head laying on the gentle slope that curved its way down into the incredibly deep water of the lake. She was so long and thick that her S-bent body could have nearly spread from one side of the boulder to the other. I was lying on my back beside her, belly up and wings spread to catch as much of the light as I could.
It was a truly gorgeous day, so I was not surprised when I felt Leera's slick, warm body slide over my tail and through my hind legs, scales rubbing at my balls and massaging my inner thigh as it pushed past. I could feel the faint tickle of her tongue flicking over my feathers and fur as she continued to slither over me. I lifted my head to look her in her gorgeous amber eyes and smile. I was pretty sure I knew what she had in mind. One of my favorite things to do with her was mate while her flesh was hot with the radiance from the sun and boulder. Usually when we enjoyed each other's company in an intimate manner, she was cool and tense, so the warm and loose approach was far more intimate.
"Oh, hello my dear." I cooed at her, caressing her cheek as she flicked her tongue at me.
She nuzzled into my neck and bit down, her rows of sharp, needlepoint teeth sticking through the feathers into my flesh as she used the leverage to pull her body up over me, swinging two coils out on either side of my body, pinning each wing to the boulder. This left me with a bit of snake tail dangling between my legs to wrap around my own tail in a loving embrace.
I grunted as her weight pushed down on me, forcing out a gentle protest. "Leera, dear, I'm not sure I'm really in the mood for that kind of play." I figured she was about to gulp me down. This is usually the kind of behaviour she showed before smothering me with her maw.
Leera pried her teeth out of my neck and realigned her jaw a bit. "Oh, sorry dear. I thought you always wanted to be in me, one way or another." She winked and pressed her lips against my cheek, nibbling gently. It was her way of kissing me without swallowing me, beak first.
A gentle purr rumbled through my chest to vibrate against the heavy coils of scales and flesh, further warming her form. "I do, dear. Most of the time. I'm just not feeling it right now; I actually kind of just want to enjoy the peace and quiet. Though I can never say no to a Leera hug!" I nipped back at her, also careful to not catch her scales; my beak seemed designed to rip and tear at snake flesh, so our intimate moments were often punctuated with constant worry and care to ensure we didn't hurt each other.
She squeezed around my chest and shifted her body over my wings to a tighter coil, her tail unwrapping from mine to rub part of her underside against my sheathe. "How about thissss? Are you in the mood for thisss?" Leera rarely hissed at me unless she was in a particularly seasonal mood, so I knew better than to resist her advances, since she was only ever eager and willing about once a month, and she'd swallow me and hold me inside for days if I didn't comply. Most times I didn't mind, but today I just wasn't feeling it.
My purring grew deeper and stronger as I felt the moisture from her opening seeping through my feathers to soak my flesh. One gentle buck of my hips under her heavy form pushed my tip out of its confines to prod at the soft, warm flesh of her scaled lower body. I wrapped my arms around her neck and held her close to my chest as I pushed into her under the tail, one leg curling around to press my heel against her back, holding her in place as I forced my length through her ventral scales and into her hot-fleshed cloaca.
"There we go, I see you're not too shy for that, are you?" Her coils tightened around my form as she pressed a bit harder, her tail tip curling up around my balls to prod at my rump. I wasn't producing lube back there and she didn't harvest any from her vent, so the tip didn't slip in far, but it still felt wonderful having the gently nubbed length of scaled muscle and bone massaging my back end.
There was a clacking as my lower beak trembled in delight. Few things were as wonderful as a sun-baked snake vent rubbing itself all over me, but the tail in the rump was certainly a rare and effective way to enhance the feeling. My mind quickly wandered to something a bit more intense, such as having her slip into me tail first as she sucked my length, eventually yanking it out behind me like a canine in a tie before tensing her muscles in such a way that the last of her head disappeared into the fleshy black confines. Sadly, Leera was almost never in the mood to be inside anyone else. Frankly, I was fortunate she was pushing her tail inside me, it would be greedy to fantasize about more.
Much to my disdain, the heat of the moment caused a temporary lapse in judgement and I forgot about our empathetic link. While we tried to not read one another's minds too often, it was hard to not broadcast our thoughts to one another when we were experiencing intense emotions or sensations, such as the fantasy of playing anal predator to my lovely serpentine mate.
"Oh? You want more do you, greedy gryph?" Leera scolded me as she wrapped her neck around mine, the rest of her body wrapping around my wings and legs to constrict me, body tightening enough to immobilize me. She may have been bigger than me, but our strengths were comparable; I wiggled and kicked at her, struggling to roll onto my feet. This was particularly hard since her vent never slipped off my length the entire time, and the struggle only pushed me in deeper, the subtle movements and body rocking struggles shifting my knot about inside her.
It didn't take long, but with a well timed heave and a flick of my free wing, I was able to roll onto three of my legs, the fourth limb was caught up in snake coil. She wasn't using all her strength on me, if she was my wings would be broken and I wouldn't be able to inhale. No, she only ever applied enough pressure to immobilize and give a bit of blood pressure in the cheeks - which she was doing. She never hurt me, except int he first few years when we were initially plotting out our boundaries and limits.
Due to my excessive zeal, I rolled a little too far over and I kept rolling until I fell off the boulder, over some smaller rocks, and eventually into the tiny stream at the base of it all that trickled between ferns, foliage, and sediment to the lake. Once at the bottom, I righted myself so I was standing on three legs with all of them splayed out for balance. Leera was so heavy on my back that I could feal each and every minute muscle contraction as she gently constricted my torso, wings popped up between her coils.
"What'sss the matter, Drake? Don't like it when a snake gets the better of you?" Her vent was still hot, wet, and stretchy around my cock as my knot inflated, so she clenched and tensed her muscles to 'constrict' my length in her.
She really did have the best of muscle control in every part of her body. While it was a shame she wasn't naturally equipped to tie with a gryphon knot, her muscle control would certainly make it seem that way.
I let out a long, drawn out grunt as she tugged at my member with her surprisingly tight confines, the warm flesh writhing over my every inch, snagging on the splayed barbs. I don't know if it was her powerful form wrapped around my chest, the immaculate muscle control, the rare warmth of her flesh, or the faux struggle, but I couldn't hold back. My eyes rolled back in my skull as my ears flattened, tail twitching downwards to pump bits of seed deep inside her. My knot was throbbing hard as she squeezed and tugged at it, which certainly drew out the climax.
The vent would have been enough, but years together assured Leera that she knew precisely what she needed to do to make my genitals explode. Perfectly timed with one of my powerful eruptions of seed, she gaped open her glistening maw and struck at my neck, clamping her jaws down hard on my flesh to tug and stab. She drew a rather thick stream of blood from my neck to trickle over her flesh, reddening her lips and teeth while dribbling down her throat.
She always drew blood.
I loved it.
The clamping around my neck renewed my climax to peak pleasure for another half minute, resulting in a long, drawn out spray of cum that felt like it literally shrunk my balls to the size of tiny tree nuts. Once her flesh had weakened due to the flooding pool of gryphon seed, she released her clamped muscles and let her thick body fall off my length, leaving my still-inflated knot to bob idly in the warm midday air as thin streams of fluid seeped out from between the ventral scales.
My legs grew weak and I fell down onto my belly, pinning her beneath me as my beak trembled and my chest rumbled with the dull roar of a gryphon's purr.
"Get off me." She commanded through my neck feathers, blood still trickling down her gullet. If she was anyone else telling me to do something, I'd either do it out of respect or toy with them out of disdain. But Leera? I had to respond in kind.
"I did get off, my love. Can't you feel it sloshing about your womb?"
She released her clamp on my neck, which felt like trying to pull a series of hooks through matted fur due to how deep her teeth had sunk into my neck. Rather than give me a lecture, she shifted and swayed her body and muscles to slip out from underneath me, eventually slithering up the pile of increasingly large rocks until she was once again coiled up atop the boulder, a thin trail of white gryphon slime smearing against the gray sediment.
I smiled and hopped up to my feet, shaking off my fur and feathers of the water and mud that had matted it, then hopped back up to the boulder with a gentle flutter. I caught a glance at her vent, which was now turned up so I could get a good look at the mess I had made, cute pink slit with creamy seed dribbling out either side of the scales.
If this were anyone else, I'd have felt ashamed of my brisk climax, but Leera loved the sensation of being filled more than the friction of being mated, which is why she more often used me as a full sized toy rather than mating with me in a more traditional sense. IT worked for both of us, because I loved stuffing her more than anything else, anyway.
Neither of us were usually too fond of traditional mating, which is why we had spent so much time learning what limits we had.
Still, it was nice to pump your lover with a little bit of love every now and then.
"I think we should officially call this place Griffin Rock. Spelled with two F's, just to fuck with the locals in Klyneth." I suggested as I laid on the boulder beside her, hips still up in the air as my knot deflated and my sheathe slowly enveloped it from base to tip in one gliding motion.
She hissed at me with a smile that squinted her eyes, tongue flicking. "You're so devious, you know that?"