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Chapter 8

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The return trip back to the Centre was far different than the journey out to Tral's hideaway. In addition to the sun being in their eyes rather than at their back, it was far lower in the sky, just barely poking above the horizon. The evening outside the Centre on Plateau Earth was a world apart in Kaiden's experience than the ones back home on Land Earth which, as he thought about it, made perfect sense since he was actually a world apart.

The numerous, powerful scents of Plateau Earth were evident even high up in the sky soaring above the darkening desert below. That herbal scent was evident anew, though it carried a slightly different sweetness to it, presumably because it was not as heated as it was during the day. The thought about heat was reinforced in Kaiden's mind as he lamented that he'd not thought to wear something warmer. Then again, he realized, when they'd left it'd been plenty warm out. The Human grumbled. "Yeesh... deserts."

Although Tral was perfectly capable of turning his head around to look at Kaiden while the Human rode him the young man was thankful that the Viddin didn't; not only was it frightening to think that Tral wasn't watching where he was going, it would have really messed with the gryphon's aerodynamic flying form. Instead, Tral spoke in Viddin, which carried quite well despite the rushing wind. "What's that, Kaiden? I can't hear you."

The wind was another thing which was different from their flight out earlier in the day. Heading westward, Tral was flying into a headwind, requiring him to beat his wings a lot more to stay aloft-- it also didn't help that the warm updrafts had all but ended so he had to work harder to maintain his altitude. Pushing those thoughts aside, Kaiden summarized what was on his mind by shouting a single word "COLD!"

A soft rumble vibrated Kaiden below; though he couldn't hear the sound due to the wind he was still able to identify it as a Viddin 'hmm'. Tral spoke up the moment he apparently came to a conclusion. "I can fix that if you like... so long as you don't consider it 'doing something crazy'... I know I promised not to."

The qualifier worried the Human more than just a little; he knew how questionable some Viddin could get when they were showing off in the air but, at the end of the day, he did trust his classmate. "How crazy are we talking about, exactly?"

He should have anticipated Tral's response. "WHAT?"

Realizing that he should have known better, Kaiden simply sighed, and shouted at the top of his lungs "OKAY! DO IT! I TRUST Y--"

The moment the words were out of his mouth Tral whipped the back of his body to the side, angling his wings so that, for a split second, he was standing on his wing tip, flying sideways through the sky; a moment later he was completely inverted and, in that second, Kaiden was floating in the air before, a half-breath later, he found himself falling... somehow right into the waiting talons of his Viddin classmate.

Even as his brain tried to unscramble itself and his stomach fought over whether it was jarred enough to surrender Kaiden's last meal, the young man reached out to grip tightly at anything, only to realize that there was absolutely nothing beneath him on which to hold; he was soaring hundreds and hundreds of feet above the desert floor far below-- and then the pressure on his biceps finally registered and he realized that Tral had somehow dropped him mid inversion before getting below him, still inverted, and snatched him out of the air in his talons before flipping over once again.

"What the--?!?!"

Tral lowered his beak so that it slid own atop Kaiden's head. "How was that, Kaiden? See? No problem!"

The Human was NOT about to call the stunt 'no problem' but, as his heart stopped trying to break free from his rib cage and his stomach finally settled back down where it belonged rather than trying to claw its way up and out of his esophagus Kaiden did have to admit that he was no longer feeling chilly. Tral was carrying him underneath his body, talons wrapped around the young man's biceps, and the gryphon's hind legs were looped around his; over the course of a handful of heartbeats, Kaiden had become wrapped up in Viddin.

Viddins resembled big cats in all the obvious ways but there were some minor form differences, such as slightly wider hips. In light, Viddin needed to remain as aerodynamic as possible, meaning they had to be able to tuck up their talons and paws-- front legs and hind legs... and when carrying prey the gryphons often wrapped their hind legs around their kills so the dead weight wouldn't drag them down; it was an eerie feeling for Kaiden that he was being carried like a slain prey animal. Then again, there was something to be said for the warmth.

Stuck somewhere between indignant at being tossed haplessly about and thankful for being much warmer with a large gryphon wrapped around him, Kaiden nevertheless chose to call Tral out on the move. "That WAS a little crazy, you know!"

Since their heads were closer together it was apparently far easier for Tral to hear him. His gryphon classmate replied in Viddin. "Sorry, but, like I said, it was a simple move for a Cawst'Kul in Sooshuh. You weren't in any danger."

Kaiden couldn't help but smirk at that, shooting back. "Yeah, is that right, Cawst'Kul? Just remember that I'm not a prey animal, so don't go dropping me."

Tral's beak gave the top of his head a gentle tap and the tone of his voice made his humorous intent evident. "Not til we get to the scoring rock, at least."

The Human would have elbowed his classmate if not for the fact that his arms were immobilized in the iron-hard grip of Viddin talons. Nevertheless he stated "Do not drop me. Period."

The gryphon's beak gently rubbed against the top of the Human's head. "You'd know I'd never drop you, Hasst."

The word 'Hasst' was one of many terms of endearment for close friends; it was the first time Tral had ever called him anything aside from 'Classmate' or 'Kaiden', and it added another element of warmth to the flying embrace in which the Human found himself. He told himself he should probably let it go, but he couldn't. "I'm a Hasst, huh?"

Tral's beaky smile was wide enough that, although Kaiden couldn't see it, he could still feel it against the top of his head. "Of course! You're not my Takket because this is flying, not rutting."

The Human was surprised at his classmate's choice of words, selecting something like Takket rather than kawkikik, but that differentiation didn't stay long in his head when Kaiden realized something else: he was indeed underneath Tral. Not only that but the close proximity together was starting to have an effect on the Viddin, and Kaiden could feel the enormous thickness of the gryphon's engorged sheath between the big toes of his feet. He could only respond with "Flying... right."

His companion let out a snort then gave an extra-powerful flap of his wings. "And stop squirming like that... if you keep at it I'm gonna get hard and flying with an erection is really uncomfortable."

The candid, straight forward nature with which Tral stated the rather suggestive comment was too much and Kaiden laughed. "Yeah... I'll bet!"

Tral's response suggested that he wasn't sure if Kaiden was making fun of him or not. Almost sulking, the big Viddin stated. "...and less aerodynamic."

Kaiden could have picked on his classmate more and, by rights, he thought he probably should have considering Tral's high opinion of himself but he chose instead to let it slide, preferring instead to revel in the feel of what amounted to hang gliding with a living glider keeping him aloft. The experience could well have been once-in-a-lifetime except for the knowledge that the young man could probably request a trip whenever he wanted from the big, beefy Vidden. Considering how effortlessly he was being carried, Kaiden was confident that he could successfully hitch a ride with Vetlyk, or maybe even Sokkas.

Thoughts of the other members of the Human's study group left him when Tral's beak snuggled up beside his ear and the Viddin announced "We're going to come in for a landing... are you ready, Kaiden?"

Up until that moment, Kaiden really hadn't thought anything of landing since he hadn't needed to do anything special when they'd landed on Tral's private plateau. Suddenly seeing the large landmass ahead of them with the Unity Centre perched on the edge, the Human came to grips with a realization; either he'd have to be able to get back up on his companion's back or else he'd definitely take part in the act of touching down. Feeling his heart begin to pick up speed, all thoughts of future flights left him. "Uhhhh....?"

Tral gave him an encouraging rub of his beak against Kaiden's temple. "Don't worry, Kaiden... this'll be easy."

Although he trusted his classmate, the Human found it hard not to worry. It was one thing to see a Viddin in flight and admire the way their bodies worked but, as they drew closer to the landing area of the Centre, Kaiden couldn't help but feel a little apprehension as their airspeed slowed dramatically and he felt his legs begin to drop. A Viddin coming in for a landing extended the feathers at the end of their tails, using them to help as an air break and bring their bodies into an almost vertical position; from there their hind legs would hit first and then they could go down onto all fours and slowly bleed off their speed in a casual lope until they came to a stop.

Kaiden's presence, hanging from his talons would definitely get in the way of that. "Are you sure?! What do I do?!?!"

On their final approach, the Human almost began struggling the moment he felt Tral's hind legs unhook from around his shins and, Kaiden was suddenly dangling from his companion's forelegs, held up by the Viddin's tight gripping talons alone where they clasped his his biceps. Almost as if reading his trepidation, Tral calmly directed him "Don't struggle... I'm gonna set you down, so get ready to jog so you don't fall on your face."

The reassurance didn't help that much. "Fall on my fa--?"

"Okay-- now!"

The warning was given last minute and, before Kaiden realized it, he was dropped the last few inches to the rock below. Despite the suddenness of it, the Human had enough presence about him to quite literally hit the ground running and, even with all of his hesitance and reservations he found it surprisingly easy to jog to a stop, never at all at risk of finding himself face down in the dirt. What really caught his attention about the landing, however, was not his own; Tral had to improvise.

With his tigrine lower-half drooping down, the Viddin would have risked hitting Kaiden with his legs once the Human was dropped off, but Tral had apparently taken that into consideration; the young man had just come to a stop, looking up from his feet in time to see the gryphon finish his maneuver. Tral had ducked his head forward and flipped the lower half of his body over his head and shoulders, pulling his wings in close as he somersaulted through the air and landed safely over a dozen yards from where Kaiden had touched down.

Tral slid several inches along the dusty plateau before coming to a stop, wings spread out in what looked like a very convincing impression of an action movie pose. The Viddin remained there for a few seconds, dust flowing past him like cinematic fog at a dramatic moment. Despite how impressive it was, Kaiden was ready to get on his classmate's case about it, but he was beaten to the punch.

Kyt sat off to the side, watching them both as he addressed Tral in the Viddin language. "Are you showing off, classmate, or trying to be subtly shrug off a failed assassination attempt against our zfielt?"

Tral settled onto the ground and carefully folded his wings, rotating his head almost 180 degrees to regard the cheetah/owl in English. "Are you out here because you were worried for our safety or because you have nothing better to do?"

The smaller Viddin likewise didn't answer the question, standing up as he nimbly trotted down the three steps from the observation deck to the 'landing strip'. He approached Kaiden, wings spreading slightly in concern as he circled the Human once, then again then before addressing the Human in English. "Are you alright, classmate? I told him to be careful with you and yet I see you dropped to the earth so he could show off."

The larger of the two Viddin trotted up to stand on the other side of Kaiden, addressing Kyt. "True... but you also said that having a zfielt on my back wouldn't be like holding a zofra in my talons. Flying on the way back was easier with him under me."

Kyt's large, owl-like eyes flickered toward Tral for just a moment and he added in Viddin "Except for the landing."

Kaiden didn't particularly like the idea of his class mates arguing, even if it was in a seemingly friendly manner. Quickly interjecting, the Human announced "I'm fine. Really. It was a crazy, REALLY CRAZY experience, and, sure, I wish I'da had more of a heads-up about needing to help out with the landing, but, all-in-all, I--"

As usual, the Human lost his ability to follow the conversation as Kyt began speaking right over him, starting right away by addressing how dangerous it was to not fully inform an inexperienced flier about landing plans. Tral fired right back by pointing out that Kaiden wasn't actually the one doing flying but, after that, the young man lost track of the conversation in its entirety as both of his classmates combined their discussion into one single cacophony of joint dialogue. Sighing, he headed back toward the Centre, leaving them to their debate.

He almost made it to the door by the time both of his classmates realized that he'd left them at the landing site and they caught up rather quickly. They once again talked over one another, Kyt offering some study time since Kaiden got back so late while Tral suggested that they have something to eat. Once he had the door open the Human turned to regard them both. "Kyt, you're right that Tral should have given me more warning. Tral, you're right that everything ended up alright and that Kyt didn't need to worry so much."

There were many aspects of Viddin arguments that confounded Kaiden; there were numerous little idiosyncrasies to their knack for being quick to anger; their ability to listen while talking and talk while listening was maddening-- the one thing that surprised him the most about the gryphons however was their ability to get past it all. They both spoke in English in unison, lowering their heads to him. "You're right. I'm sorry."

Those six words in Viddin: 'Kawh koo it. Awr huuf okk.' were a ritualistic end to just about any argument, acknowledging a change in viewpoint and an admission of guild; there was an open simplicity to it that was reaffirming an also mesmerizing. The two gryphons looked to one another, repeating those very words in Viddin to one another, and concluded their argument by touching foreheads and beaks. After that, they were right back to giving him their undivided attention.

Kyt took a step forward first, the feathers at the tip of his tail splaying out a little as an indicator that the Viddin was speaking with humorous intent "If you are not tired of my nagging, I would be pleased to host you tonight so that you may catch up on studying, Classmate."

Not to be outdone, Tral also stepped forward (but only so that he could stand beside Kyt rather than in front of him). "I still owe you dinner, Classmate, and I promised you that we could study after our trip... if you still want."

Kaiden didn't miss the way that Tral had called him 'classmate' rather than use his name. He eyed both Viddin, realizing that he was being tugged in two directions yet again. There was a hopeful gleam to Kyt's gaze while Tral's had a very strong sense of wavering trepidation; it was the first time that the Human was able to recall seeing the largest of the study group as anything but self-confident. Perhaps that was why he turned to Kyt and answered the way he did. "We can study tomorrow, Kyt-- Tral did promise me dinner and we already started studying together earlier."

Rather than argue, the cheetah/owl simply bowed his head, righting it up again before heading back out toward the landing strip. He thwapped Tral on the flank as he passed, speaking in Viddin. "Be nice to our classmate, Tral... he is not one of your random hens."

The tiger/condor's beak scrunched up in distaste and he rotated his head, calling out to their classmate "He is my Hasst! I treat all my Hassts well!"

Rather than address the statement, Kyt only cawed back "Just remember, Tral: Vetlyk and Sokkas should be able to fly with him too so give him some other reason to think you're special."

Kaiden pause at that, wondering how such a statement would affect his companion but when Tral looked back his way the big Viddin just shrugged, rolling his eyes before his beak parted in a happy-go-lucky smile. "Dinner and then more studying?"

The Human couldn't deny that. "Sure."

The trip back into the Centre was a long one, especially since they were on the opposite side from Tral's apartment. The Viddin gave Kaiden a respectful distance as they walked together but something about that distance didn't feel quite right to the Human so before they'd even made it to the first cross hallway the young man had stepped closer, near enough that he could reach out and rest his hand on his classmate's back. Tral glanced his way for just a moment, feathers on his face puffing out before he returned his focus to the hallway ahead, a slightly springier bounce to his trot.

Approaching Tral's apartment, Kaiden set his expectations low for the promised dinner. If Tral himself really did pull out the stops and made it himself then chances are it would be barely palatable; it might have been stereotype, but few Viddin knew how to cook to Human tastes and Tral didn't seem to be the kind of gryphon who was culinary inclined. The second option was that Kaiden would be expected to do the cooking. In all likelihood, the human figured the second option to be most likely since Tral came from a well-to-do family and was almost assuredly used to being served. Kaiden, as it turned out, was half-right.

As they walked into Tral's apartment Kaiden was greeted by the tantalizing aroma of roasted meat and a collection of herbs dancing about together in a fragrant bouquet that, despite how alien the scent, left his mouth watering. Tral, as excitable as ever, bounded ahead into the apartment's living room. "Dinner is served!"

A small, Viddin-sized dining table was situated in the center of the hardwood floored room. On one side was a Viddin lounging couch an a proper dining chair was positioned at the other. A hefty platter with numerous cuts of seared meat and roasted tuber vegetables was piled high in the center and, Kaiden noticed, a fine set of cutlery and a good-sized ceramic dish was positioned on the table in front of the chair. To say he was surprised would be an understatement. "What's this?"

Tral trots around the table, giving the chair a flick with his tail as he passed. "Like I said: it's dinner. Come join me, Kaiden! I had this made just for you. Humans like meat and starchy roots, right?"

It was a hard claim to deny; Kaiden absolutely loved steak and potatoes, but, granted, Viddin didn't have cattle yards or even domesticated animals for that matter. The young man had tried a few different meats commonly eaten by Viddin on Plateau Earth and they were 'fine', but the scent that assailed his senses left his stomach rumbling in objection that it wasn't already being stuffed full; the spices were an exceptionally significant difference to most Viddin dishes. "What is-- I mean... did you plan all this?"

The ground shook faintly as Tral flopped down onto his lounging couch and used his large, dagger-like talons to serve him up four large steaks... then a fifth, and sixth, and seventh... then at least three more. "Oh, you know me, Kaiden-- I can't plan anything ahead of time. I just called ahead while we were at the Den so it'd be ready for us when we got back."

Kaiden had far more questions, like who Tral was able to convince to cook for him or why the delectable scents were so unlike anything he'd ever experienced before; he considered himself worldly but he had a hard time trying to identify whether the seasoning was Middle Eastern or Asian. Even as he was polishing off his first steak the Human was still unable to figure out who had prepared such a feast; even the delicately seasoned tubers were succulent and flavorful, almost oozing a buttery creaminess despite not being mashed.

Losing track of time (and which serving he was on), Kaiden ate until he realized he was risking a bloated stomach, very nearly convincing himself he could handle one more steak before thinking better of it; he still had to study and he wouldn't be able to do that with a food coma. A loud, resounding belch from the other side of the table pulled the young man's attention away from his own empty plate. "Was that for my benefit?"

When Kaiden had first started studying birds in preparation for his time with the Viddin he'd heard that many avians weren't capable of belching but apparently that limitation didn't extend to the gryphons and, in fact, most of his classmates had no qualms whatsoever about letting one loose; Tral was definitely one of the most prolific. Gazing across the table at his companion, the Human waited for a response which, preceded by a very wide beaked grin, was another rumbling loud burp followed by wink an a smarmy toned "No... but that one was."

Despite himself, Kaiden laughed. He was followed shortly thereafter by Tral an, as they each rose up to leave the table, the Human found himself gravitating to his classmate and they both collapsed onto the large sofa that took up the center of the living room a short distance from the dining table. Tral raised a wing and without a word Kaiden took the unspoken invitation and found himself laying against the enormous bulk of his Viddin classmate. Smiling, the young man rested his head against Tral's chest. "Thanks for dinner."

Tral raised his wing just enough so he could slip his head beneath, beak gently stroking across the Human's head to preen his hair. "Thank you for accepting the invitation, and for spending the evening with me. I always have fun when I go on a fight, but it was better today with you joining me."

The announcement brought a wave of heat to Kaiden's face and he felt the tingling of a blush coming to his cheeks. He was just about to follow up the compliment with one of his own when the clock in the room let out a double-beep, announcing that it was ten pm. He hated being reminded how late it was, but he also realized that Tral hadn't noticed the notification. "It's ten already... tonight went fast... I guess I.... should go?"

Tral slowly withdrew his wing, freeing up an escape for the Human. Kaiden felt his heart sink a little, until Tral spoke. "I wish you would stay, but I promised I'd let you decide."

The statement made Kaiden blush even more and he reached out to run a hand through Tral's voluminous white chest fur. "You... don't want to do anything?"

The Viddin chuckled, rotating his body until he was laying on his back, and he gave the Human a slight nudge rotating him. Kaiden got a clear view when Tral spread his hind legs, revealing that oh-so huge sheath, even larger... swolen even, with a damp tip. Only once the evidence was made obvious did the gryphon state "Very much so... I've wanted to all afternoon-- but I don't want to push you or move too quickly."

Swallowing a conflicting mix of hesitance and lust, Kaiden had to come to grips with his own feelings: Tral was a thoughtful, caring, sensitive, amiable gryphon who obviously desired him and there was no good excuse for the Human to be so hesistant to admit that he did like him... especially not after what he'd done with three of his other classmates by that point. Clenching a handful of Viddin chest fur, Kaiden leaned down and rubbed his other hand through his companion's abdominal fuzz, fingers going further, and further, and further until they encountered the velvety curls of Tral's groin fur.

Path chosen, Kaiden didn't let hesitation slow him any further and Tral, true to his word, gave the Human full control, neither pushing nor insisting on anything. It was a comforting position for Kaiden, especially considering his classmate was many times larger and heavier than he; it also helped that Tral was on his back. Squirming out of his clothes without ever needing to climb off of his gryphon platform, Kaiden didn't realize just how confining his clothes had been until he was free of them and, from there, he was also free of his inhibitions.

Tral was nothing if not accommodating, remaining splayed out on the sofa as Kaiden slid down into the valley that was the gryphon's abdomen. It gurbled faintly beneath him, obviously full from having eaten the Viddin's share of the dinner, but still ever-so-soft and comfortable. Gripping hold of Tral's thighs, Kaiden pulled himself further down his classmate's body until he practically slammed nose-first into the gryphon's waiting sheath, which was dribbling even more eagerly. The size had been unmistakable from a distance but, suddenly eye-to-tip with it, the massive mound was downright imposing. Tral, fortunately, was very gracious. "You don't have to do anything, Kaiden... I know it may seem--"

For all the times the Viddin spoke over him and interrupted him it was a pleasant change of pace to shut one of them up, and he did so with the touch of a single finger, slipping it into the opening of the sheath without meeting the least bit of resistance. Before he knew it, Kaiden's second knuckle disappeared into the furry sleeve and Tral's hips shook; the Viddin let out a wheeze, somehow managing to force out the words "What are you doing down there you little Chitgiss?"

It was a somehow apropos pet name considering the situation. Chitgiss were Plateau Earth mice of sorts, mixed with flying squirrels. The were considered pests, akin to mice or rats, and known for getting into small spaces. Smiling devilishly, Kaiden reasoned that Tral's sheath was hardly a small space and, as if to convince himself of that fact, he slid another two fingers into it without hardly any resistance. The reaction he got from his classmate was priceless; the large gryphon let out a deep, low toned groan, hips rising up at the stimulation. Realizing he wasn't being corrected or condemned for his action, Kaiden decided to press his luck.

The fluid was dribbling nonstop out of Tral's sheath at that point, and it was engorged, well larger than its already normally impressive size. The scent that emerged from it was a powerful musk, a slap in the face as it engulfed him in a tangible headiness and heaviness but, despite how powerful, Kaiden couldn't help but want more, and he proceeded with his plan, pulling his fingers back, and then pushing forward with his entire hand, finger pulled together and shaped like a cone. Despite the width of the Human's fist it still managed to find its way into Tral's sheath, engulfed entirely.

Eyes widening in surprise, Kaiden was astounded to feel a faint amount of suction, the visceral muscles of Tral's abdomen actually helping the Human's arm make headway, practically drawining him in well past his wrist and almost to his elbow before he encountered resistance... very big, very imposing, and very eager resistance. From there, the slighest move of a finger caused that self-same roadblock to start ejecting his arm as it grew, taking up the space with its rapidly enlarging bulk. Kaiden could only respond with a murmur. "Oh.... my... god..."

Tral was a gentle giant and that sometimes made the young man forget just how large the Viddin actually was. Perhaps that was why he was so surprised as his hand was pushed out of the sheath and the flesh from within emerged. It grew... and grew... and grew.... and grew. Tral was the same size as a riding horse so it only made sense that he would not be a small male, but, until Kaiden actually laid atop his classmate watching his gryphonhood grow to full respectable length he couldn't quite appreciate just how big he was in every way possible.

A soft, uneasy chuckle rose up from behind Kaiden and he felt Tral's beak comfortingly preen his heel. "Are you still okay with this, Kaiden?"

Not trusting his voice, Kaiden responded by resting his entirely body against Tral's chest and abdomen, reaching his bare feet back to try and rub either side of his classmate's neck. Even as he did so, the young man supported himself on his elbows, pushing down against the Viddin's groin on either side of his sheath as his hands came together to take hold of the enormous shaft; his fingers didn't quite touch. Finally feeling as though he had some control of the enormous organ, Kaiden leaned forward and brought the tip to his lips. The strong flavor assailed him immediately, the saltiness and musk causing his salivary glands to actively hurt and immediately fill his mouth with saliva.

Tral's hips began shaking immediately, and Kaiden managed one long, completely lick of the end of his classmate's shaft before the Viddin's trembling ceased; beneath him Tral's abdomen tensed up and high thigh muscles clenched. With barely enough time to close his eyes, Kaiden got a face full of Viddin seed, sprayed all over him like a two liter bottle of soft drink opened after being shaken by an industrial paint mixer... only he was hit by more than one blast and, at least it seemed like that it was well more than just two liters.

The gryphon beneath him groaned through the entirety of the release, completely covering Kaiden's head and face with seed. Tral's abdomen finally relaxed and his hind legs flopped back down to the cushions and carpet, murmuring something about almost twenty four hours being worth the wait. Kaiden only took a moment to realize what Tal meant; had the gryphon REALLY produced that much in twenty four hours? Another question rapidly replaced the first one in his mind as the Viddin's softening flesh started to harden up again: would the second time be as productive as the first? He was willing to find out firsthand.

* * * * *

The morning was a combination of joy and agony as Kaiden felt all of the bruises and cuts from the prior night on his body, but still couldn't stop from smiling. In addition to servicing Tral at least a dozen times (his arms were still sore and, despite only managing a few inches of the enormous organ in his mouth, his jaw was too), the gryphon had managed to get him off, once with a surprisingly skilled tongue in his backside, and the second toward the end of their 'playtime' when Tral had insisted that Kaiden try to use his sheath.

Despite the Viddin's dramatic difference in size, once Tral's member was semi-hard there was just enough room for him to squeeze his own flesh inside and they ended up coming together; Kaiden's ejaculation was lost amidst a sea of Tral's, which coated the Human's groin with a fresh coat of white. It was an amazing night together, an one that had been worth the wait. By the time they were done Kaiden was so exhausted that he couldn't bother to rouse himself for a shower; Tral then showed him just how amazing a full-bodied Viddin tongue bath could be, which resulted in a third release for the Human. They fell asleep together, satisfied.

The window had been left open and the cold night air had brought the temperature in the room down dramatically, and yet the young man was toasty warm snuggled up beneath a draped wing against a massive furred body, both pressed close together on the gryphon's massive living room sofa. Tral's steady breath was strong enough to cause Kaiden's body to shift several inches with each inhale and slide back against him with each exhale, slow and measured in the Viddin's sleep.

It was a magical morning in many ways and Kaiden was losing the battle of will to get up, far too content to remain where he was with his classmate, reveling in the comfort of Tral's huge form beside him, and yet something did finally pull him out of his desire to go back to sleep. It wasn't the understanding that they had class in a scant hour and a half-- it was something else entirely. Something reptilian which stood on two legs, three and a half foot tall, and scampered about utilizing its dexterous little talons to quite clearly work on preparing breakfast in the apartment's living room-adjacent kitchen.

Kaiden let out a strangled cry in surprise, realizing that he was staring at an Ilsit! The lizard creature turned at the sound of the exclamation, revealing little needly teeth in what Kaiden thought (and hoped) must have been a smile. It spoke in a language that was definitely not Viddin, voice surprisingly deep for such a ltitle creature. "Xl zssxg ssthx Tryl... siss Kydyn? Xsxth hxxys hymyn?"

Even as the young man was focused squarely on the lizard he almost jumped in surprise when Tral's beak touched the back of his head, preening it through a mumbled 'good morning' as the enormous Viddin's hips sleepily humped up against his thigh, wrist-thick sheath rubbing suggestively against his bare flesh. The silly, half-hearted seduction ended the moment Tral's eyes followed Kaiden's gaze to the Ilsit moving about the kitchen, at which point his surprised cry said it all. "Khwah!"