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It had been a few days of packing, moving, and general disorder, but Luvian eventually found himself once again entering the Gryphon’s Nest club without a box in his paws. And this time without using the back door! Nevertheless, his tail flicked nervously behind him as he tried to hide in the line of patrons, waiting for the bouncer to let him in. Hopefully this time it would be without any sort of lewd incident. Every time he’d passed her so far, especially after that first day, the gryphoness, named Iris, had stared him down while licking at her beak. Probably because she recognized him or just was that debauched, as far as he knew Dionysus, or even Pearl, hadn’t said anything about his presence and new ‘role’ in the company. Though he feared what exactly the corvid-gryphon would plan once his employment was made officially known.

And to think, just this last week he’d been a freelancer! Sure, a freelance blacksmith who made enough to be considered successful, but now he was essentially a gryphon pet! Sure, an employed one, and Dionysus would probably have some sort of official, nicer sounding name for his role, but part of him would always consider it as a bit of a slutty role (and that part of him was also, annoyingly, very excited at being at the whims of gryphons). Still, he’d accepted the role, intimidating gryphon stare and hangover notwithstanding, and now he was here.

He’d been told to enter via the front once he’d moved in completely, for some reason he’d not been given (and probably should’ve asked for, looking back). Either way, there were only a few more patrons to go before he could get past Iris and make his way inside and talk to Dionysus, find out what else he’d have to do before actually being considered ‘fully employed.’ Hopefully nothing would happen with the bouncer gryphoness…

For the most part, there didn’t seem to be. Possibly because Dionysus was lurking just inside the door and watching the entrance with his glowing purple eyes, but that apparently didn’t stop Iris in her entirety. Luvian could feel her eyes on him every step he made past her, and out of the corner of his eye could see the bulge of clothing that was her sheath swell, threatening to disgorge whatever lewd weapon she had ‘equipped.’ It didn’t help that the gryphoness wore, as she seemed to every time he’d seen her, an extremely tight set of clothes that hugged every curve and didn’t even cover her midriff. Not to mention the fact that they were also a shimmering black that made them blend in with her own feathers, making her nearly appear nude. Based on the slight downturn in the beak of the bartender/owner that was now his boss, it was something that’d been a point of contention every time Dionysus saw it. And something Iris seemed unlikely to change.

His thoughts were pulled from the lusty bouncer as the feral, blue-feathered gryphon used a wing to pull him close, the wolfbird nearly losing his balance as the sudden movement made him stumble. At least, before he was pressed against that feathered flank, squished between wing and body, a husky, deep voice in his ear. “Ah, nice to see you can follow orders, my little wolfbird.” Dionysus crooned, doing something so that the hybrid was now facing outward, forced to keep pace as the bartender basically dragged him into his new life. Not that he was complaining, if he were honest. “Now, I know you basically unpacked each box you brought in once I showed you your room, so there’s nothing stopping us from getting…acquainted…”

Luvian’s heart skipped a beat as he heard how that last word ended in a growl, the way the gryphon’s head tilted ever so slightly to catch him in one purple eye. A look that made him feel small, submissive….wanted…

“Alas, I am the only true bartender, and while Amber can manage the basic tasks well, she’s openly admitted to me she prefers her usual waitress role, and only takes over in times like this. So I’ll leave you be, my pet. Take some time to get…properly settled. Though I do advise you keep from Iris, our bouncer, for now. She’s… easily distracted by cute toys.”

The casual way it was stated nearly made Luvian stumble, only kept upright by the pace Dionysus was setting, as well as the wing wrapped about him. Still, he kept silent as he was brought to the now familiar staff area, while the gryphon continued to talk into his ear.

“Later on we’ll get together to introduce you and your role, as well as set up your schedule. You’ll probably be off shift during normal work hours, but I don’t think you’ll mind since I doubt you can move after a proper session. In fact, I’m certain of it.”

Luvian whimpered. Dionysus simply tightened the hold of his wing in response. The rest of the trip was silent, until they approached a door labeled as the break room. Here the gryphon brought them both to a halt.

“Go on, have fun. Our break room has plenty of food and distractions. I’ll see you after shift. Just remember…”

Here he pushed the wolfbird forward towards the closed door, only to then step forward until his face encompassed Luvian’s entire field of view, glowing amethyst eyes set into sapphire blue. The feral gryphon making sure every bit of focus the hybrid could muster was entirely on him.

“You’re ours now, little hen. You’ll be our little wolfbird, and we’ll treat you how you always wanted to be. How you deserve to be. Right?”

Gulping, legs shaking, the smaller male nodded, bright red the entire time. He was rewarded with Dionysus gently tapping his beak against his head. “Good boy. Have a good day.”

He turned, giving the hybrid a perfect view of the heavy, swaying sac between his legs, squishing between his hind legs and nearly blocking the equally impressive sheath that hid whatever wolfbird-destroying tool lay within. Luvian could only stare, mouth dry and heart pounding, until the gryphon turned the corner and disappeared from view. Only then did he nearly fall backward through the door, falling into the nearest chair he saw, not even looking at the amenities that’d been mentioned. Grinding his face into the fabric barely helped, with how deeply the scent of gryphon musk was embedded, but he couldn’t help himself, groaning helplessly as he squeezed at his own sheath, desperately willing it to go down and let him relax.

God….this job was going to be the end of him before the week was out…

And he couldn’t help but think it’d be worth it.

~~~~~~

While Luvian tried dealing with, well, everything, the day moved on. After Pearl wandered in during her break, and proceeded to tease him until he was back to pressing his face into the chair with his paws over his head, the wolfbird had turned to hiding under several blankets. The gryphoness had called him cute before her break ended, and the rest of the day was spent hoping he wouldn’t be sat on, a wish granted by how the door never opened again. Either they were too busy for a break, or Pearl was the last one to take hers. He wasn’t complaining, though.

After nearly falling asleep, Luvian decided to get up and quickly explore the break room to keep himself aware. There was a bookshelf, full to the brim and with the attached cabinet containing multiple various sized pairs of padded covers for sharp talons. There was also an attached kitchenette, complete with fridge, sitting beside more feral-oriented furniture and a television attached to the wall opposite, currently off with the controls on the small table that sat in the middle of the ‘comfy’ area. All in all, quite a pleasant little room, and something that definitely showed Dionysus’ willingness to treat coworkers like people. Something he’d not been afraid of before, but it was nice to have that extra bonus.

The door creaking open shook him out of his musings, and he turned only to go pale at the bouncer, Iris, sauntering into the room. Her eyes stared directly at him as he shuffled to put at least one piece of furniture between them, warning from the bartender ringing in his ears. She laughed upon seeing just what he’d done, leaning on the chair before her as her eyes glowed. Making him shudder and back against the wall, tail tucked tightly between his legs. “Awww, the poor cutie’s not gonna want to say hello?” She simpered, tracing one talon along the hefty bulge stretching out her tight pants, the shape groaning and throbbing. “I’ve still got at least one part that hasn’t met you face to face.” grinning wide with her amusement, she lunged forward with a click of her beak, making the wolfbird press himself even harder against the surface behind him, as if trying to phase through it. Iris simply used her other talon to trace his face, before tapping him on the nose. “Sadly, Dionysus has already told me numerous times you aren’t up for anything….yet, anyway. He just wanted to let me know you’re free to go to your living space, he’ll have a meeting introducing you tomorrow before we open.”

Swallowing thickly, Luvian slowly nodded, peeling himself off the wall to skirt around Iris and make for the door. The blackbird gryphoness dragged him against her instead, grinding her massive bulge against him as she bent down to whisper in one ear of the trembling hybrid. “But know this, I see you when we’re closed and I’ll spend every second of it seeing if a virile gryphoness can get a pretty puppy pregnant with her chicks. Understood, hen?”

Shuddering, he nodded feverishly, trying to pull away again. Iris let him, smiling the entire time while depravity danced in her gaze. “Have a good night, hen~” She crooned as he scampered out the door, “I look forward to seeing you waddle~”

Her laughter echoed in his ears until he was in his new quarters, locking it feverishly before crumbling onto the nest of blankets that was his bed. ‘At least with the briefing,’ He thought as he drifted to sleep, ‘They’ll stop her from trying anything tomorrow.”

~~~~~~

Luvian squirmed and hunkered down in his chair as he found himself subjected to the looks of eleven different gryphons. Some familiar, most unfamiliar, and all of them seemingly glittering in the low light. At least until one, a massive feral gryphon (gryphoness? It was hard to tell with how fluffy she looked) bounced over and pulled him into a hug. Upon which he realized their true size was about half her appearance, and that they were very soft.

“Hi!” She (the voice gave it away) chirped after pulling him free. “I’m Shake! What’re you doing here! Oh, are you a shapeshifter gryphon? Or maybe you’re a friend of Dions! OH, maybe-”

“Shake, sit back down and let the boy breathe.” A sharp, commanding voice snapped out. “At least attempt some manner of decorum before Dionysus, our guest wouldn’t be here if he wasn’t hired.”

A glance from Luvian showed the speaker to be an older, lavender colored gryphoness, a bit on the chubbier side without looking fat. She looked at him as soon as his eyes turned towards her. “Though I do wonder what your role is meant to be. Last I knew we tended to hire gryphons.”

“That’s because he’s not going to be doing a normal job on the floor or anywhere else you all currently work in this establishment.” Dionysus finally spoke up, his gaze keeping even the bouncing Shake silent and listening intently. “Though you are allowed to ask him for help if need be, I hired this lovely wolfbird for a role none of us occupy.”

“That being, Dionysus?” Another feral gryphon spoke up, looking up from a sheet of paper. His crimson fading to buttery yellow plumage was quite striking, as well as the refined manner of speech.”

“Hen.”

At that, the looks returned, more intently this time. Luvian simply ducked his head, face flaming red. He could feel their gazes burning into his skull, his mouth going dry as he waited to be pounced, to be pounded until his mind leaked out of his ears, to -”

“That being said, there are strict ground rules. I will be posting these to both the break room and Luvian’s door, and there will be consequences for those that do not comply.”

Feeling all but one set of eyes moving away, Luvian glanced up to find Dionysus staring him down. The wolfbird gulped, tail flicking nervously.

“One, no modifications. Making him more comfortable with his new role only counts if it’s coerced.” A pause, “this includes potions, Iris.”

There was a grumble from the blackbird gryphoness, making Luvian whimper as he imagined what she’d do to him had that rule not been in place. That is, before Pearl, who had sat beside him, dragged him out of his chair into her lap to preen at his ears while he calmed. Dionysus continued on like normal, though another feral gryphon(ess?) with almost shining orange plumage glanced at him at the sound.

“Two, you are not to have him…occupied, while you are on shift. This includes breaks.” The male gryphon smirked. “None of you would take less than an hour, anyway.”

The lavender gryphoness from before grunted in assent. “Wouldn’t have tolerated it even if it was. Food stays clean in my kitchen.” The bartender nodded in agreement.

“Three, He’s off Friday and Saturday. Those are our busiest days and he deserves days off.”

One of the two males that made up the only pair of identical gryphons present piped up at that. “Wait, but we don’t have those days off…”

Dionysus sighed. “He’ll be working a different schedule. Luvian will likely be…recovering, during shifts.”

The aforementioned hybrid only ducked his head as a rumble of amusement went up among the other staff. Especially as the gryphon continued. “And besides, his busiest days will be Sunday and Monday.”

Pearl laughed and ground against the frozen wolfbird in her lap. “Very, very busy…”

“Finally, only one of us can… employ him before opening time on work days.”

There was a mutter of discontent that was silenced by Dionysus’ next words. “This is so we don’t have ‘hogging.’ Again, this also does not apply on our days off, and has an additional caveat that you can only employ him once a week. This to incentivize sharing. If you can’t, I’ll improvise a schedule, but I’d rather you all attempt to behave.”

At this point Luvian wished he could melt into the chair. Since his chair was now Pearl, he instead tried to slide out of her lap and hide back under the blanket that he’d used yesterday.

She didn’t let him.

“Now, with that all out of the way, we should get ready to open.”

They all moved to shuffle out the door, some, especially Iris, looking at him with something….depraved promised in their eyes. Dionysus stopped Luvian and the gryphon that had asked about his role before either of them could do so.

“Luvian, Ember here is our accountant and keeps everything business related in order. Anything I don’t have to deal with, anyway.”

The aforementioned gryphon grinned, glancing at the retreating twins. “I keep Para and Keet in line too.”

“A task we thank you for daily.”

The bartender gryphon turned his head back to the wolfbird. “Anyway, I’d like you to spend this time working with Ember to get everything in order regarding your position here, as well as your pay and anything else I may have missed. Understand?”

Luvian nodded quietly. He got a pat on the head for that. “Good boy.”

The hybrid hid his face in his paws to the laughter of the two other males.

“Have fun, you two.”

With that, Dionysus walked out the door to do… whatever he did as a bartender and manager to prepare his club. Ember was looking at the wolfbird intently by the time the hybrid lowered his paws, before wrapping a wing about him and pulling him along. “Come along, Luvian, my office is down the hall. Luckily there is enough space for the both of us, and enough glass to prevent claustrophobia.” After a small laugh, the gryphon continued. “Luckily, it is a role I rarely am needed for, and the soundproofing means I, and for the moment you, will not have to suffer through loud music the entire time we work away at this.”

~~~~~~~~~~

The fiery gryphon hadn’t mentioned that there was a set of stairs between them and his office, but noting that would’ve just been plain rude, as well as just being pedantic. Neither of which Luvian purposely enjoyed being, especially not to the individual who controlled whether or not he got paid. Not that he thought Ember would be that kind of person, but better not to test his limits, especially on what was technically his first day as an employee. Though he obviously wasn’t ‘on shift’ yet.

The windows were wide, revealing the office’s location as overlooking both aspects of the club. Both were empty, of course, and Luvian’s hazy memory noticed they were well hidden since he didn’t recall seeing them, but it was nice to know that there was at least one person looking over the louder part of the club beyond its occupants, currently the twin gryphons from earlier whose names he still hadn’t been given. He’d probably be introduced to everyone more completely later, hopefully without being smothered, drunk, or afraid of being bent over.

Shook out of his musings by Ember clearing his throat, the now blushing wolfbird quietly sat on the floor in front of the gryphon’s floor desk. There was a feral-friendly keyboard sitting in front of him, the monitor off to the side to give him an unimpeded look at the nervous hybrid. The gryphon himself was settled onto a plush, deep red pillow that looked both comfortable yet easy to leave. Probably his version of a cushioned chair, since his body shape prevented him from using one without breaking something.

“Now, this will take a few hours, most likely, so when the time comes I’ll get us both food and drink once you ask, okay?”

Luvian nodded nervously. Ember peered closely, before reaching out to ruffle his head fur with a smile.

“Come now, we’re coworkers! No need to be so shy. If you’re so worried, I can promise you that I fully intend to abide by Dionysus’ rules regarding your job limitations.”

The hybrid shifted, looking down. “....I’m still….scared.”

“Scared of what, Luvian? Being here, your role, our plans?”

“.....All of them.”

Ember paused, then got up and made his way around the desk to lie back down next to the wolfbird. He wrapped one wing about the hybrid, though Luvian noted it was gentle enough that he could get up or twist free should he wish. “Anything… specific? I may not be a counselor, but I have been told I’m good at listening and offering advice.”

“I…. I’m afraid I’ll just be a toy. A thing to use and then told to go recover for the next time. Dionysus kind of….dragged me into this? And I didn’t feel like I could say no.”

“Ah. I can see your issue.”

Ember went silent for a moment before offering his own thoughts. “If you’re worried about that, I’d be happy to talk to Dionysus and the others about your fears. Some of us can be…forceful, yes, but they’ve all been vetted multiple times and have never had any sort of incident like the one you’re fearing.”

He pulled the wolfbird in front of him, though he paused when Luvian let out a yelp, continuing after using his foreclaws to lazily scratch and preen the hybrid’s bi-colored wings. “We’ve never had somebody in your position before, true, but as long as you let your opinion be heard, especially to me, it’ll be responded to.”

Ember moved on to Luvian’s spine, feeling tension melt away. “Now, can we be dominating, absolutely. Your own reluctance to refuse Dionysus is an indicator of that. But that’s not a bad thing. State your boundaries, talk to us. Communication is essential for anyone, especially you.”

The wolfbird was a rumbling puddle now, and, feeling confident enough to do so, the gryphon got back up to sit back behind his desk, smiling pleasantly as he heard the begging whine for more, followed by their newest employee trying to regain his ability to move and speak.

“But….I’m-”

Ember cut him off. “In a new situation, with unfamiliar people whose motives could harm you, and fearing the worst. You are not a prostitute, sex worker, whatever you planned on calling it. Is your job going to be sexual? Absolutely.” (Luvian blushed heavily at that) “But you will not be serving random clients or be at risk of kidnapping, harm, or the many, many hardships they face. You will serve our staff, who will face severe punishment from both Dionysus and myself should they harm you mentally or physically.”

Luvian opened his mouth again, then closed it. Two sides of himself fighting for dominance and muddled by his indecision. He got his head patted in response. “Think about it, we can discuss this again later.”

The gryphon manager gave a cheeky grin when he finally had his own orange eyes meet the wolfbird’s gold.. “Now, let's get you in the system and set up for everything, yes? I think neither of us want to stay up all night having this discussion when we could be doing better things.”

Luvian could only chirp in mortification, covering his face when Ember burst out laughing at the noise. ‘This is going to be a long day…’

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thankfully, with his fears and hangups about his new role in life assuaged, if only temporarily, the two males got along fairly well. Ember had stories about the various staff members and what he thought of them, while Luvian mostly had stories about his life up to this point. It did let him get at least know the names of the various coworkers he now had, besides Ember and the ones he knew already anyway. It turned out there were twelve including Ember. The DJs were the mischievous pair known as Para and Keet (apparently their parents had a sense of humor) who had been responsible for his blackout at his first visit, and had been thoroughly chastised by the fiery feather gryphon he was talking to. In the kitchen were the three feral gryphonesses named Shake, Cream, and Laurel. He knew of Pearl and Dionysus in the bar area, as well as Iris the bouncer, but the other two gryphons were the two remaining waiters, Nunan, who was known to quip and tease with coworkers, and the quiet, hardworking Amber.

Overall, based on Ember’s descriptions Luvian thought they all seemed nice and wouldn’t be a problem (besides maybe Iris). Though he’d probably try and be in earshot, or at least visibility, of a more responsible coworker should the two pranksters be nearby. He had no desire for more pranks that made him feel miserable. Maybe he’d ask if he could help in the kitchen or something some days, just to feel more useful? He wasn’t a terrible cook and it’d be better than just lounging around all day.

By the time they’d finished up his paperwork, it was the middle of the night, if not the next day, and the wolfbird was surprised by how much energy he had. By this point he’d normally be utterly dead to the world in his bed, but maybe his late morning contributed to that? In any case, he wasn’t complaining, since it let him continue enjoying Ember’s company. There’d been little interruption from others, not even as the club filled up with customers. The soundproofing clearly did an excellent job of protecting Ember’s (and currently his) sanity and hearing, but it also made him wonder how Para and Keet handled it. Probably noise-canceling headphones or something.

Dinner was delivered by Amber, who turned out to be a massive feral gryphoness who he’d somehow missed in the meeting that afternoon. Despite her size clearly overshadowing Ember and maybe even Dionysus, she also seemed to be the embodiment of ‘gentle giant,’ giving Luvian a nuzzle that made him giggle despite his attempt at stoicism. He gave a gentle greeting in turn, thanking her for the delivery, which she seemed to appreciate. The last of the paperwork was finished up right as the club closed for the night, at two in the morning. There was a bit of motion as everyone cleaned up major messes and made sure things weren’t an utter disaster, but otherwise Luvian saw everyone pretty much rush to get everything done so they could get back to their rooms and crash for the next eight hours.

Thanking Ember for his help and wishing him a good night, the wolfbird got up and stretched, groaning as his body complained about sitting in place for much of the day. His bed calling to him as well, despite his day being much less exhausting than his new coworkers, Luvian mindlessly followed the path back to the break room, then his own room. A bit roundabout, but he hadn’t mapped out the back area enough to trust himself not to get lost.

Then he turned a corner and ran into a wall of soft white.

“Oh, hey Luvian, I was just looking for you. Done all that paperwork?”

The voice was Pearl’s, though the feathers had given it away since nobody else looked like a moving snowdrift. Mumbling his agreement, the wolfbird’s drowsy mind drifted as he melted into the soft feathers. The owl-gryphon’s arms wrapped around him and lifted his exhausted body up, smothering him against her.

“Good.”

Luvian jolted back to awareness as one of her hands pressed him between her large, plush breasts, his legs beginning to weakly kick as he was pretty much dragged along by the gryphoness. Breath hampered by her feathery bosom, the wolfbird couldn’t do much to struggle against whatever whims she was planning to subject him to, his struggles stopped as she nipped at an ear. “None of that now, sweet one. It’s time for work, remember? A new day, and I wanted to make sure you started off right.”

Sure, it was the next day, and a vague recollection pointed out that he was supposed to be working today, but the hybrid also thought there was an argument for letting him sleep and recharge after the mentally exhausting day he had before any of his coworkers got their claws on him. Pearl apparently wasn’t thinking of that particular argument as she let him drop onto a soft, fabric covered surface before swinging herself on top of him. A quick glance before his lower half was squashed beneath her wide hips and covered sex showed his new location was her bedroom, the space decked out to be welcoming, cozy, and overall soft. Kind of like Pearl, now that he thought about it.

The aforementioned gryphoness leaned over to whisper in his ear, grinding against his lower back with a growing bulge as she did. “Don’t worry, dear wolfbird. I’ll make sure you enjoy every little step of this. I’ll make sure you melt from bliss before I fill your belly with my seed. Warm and comfortable in my embrace, not wanting to leave….Ohhh, I can’t wait to hear you moan my name.”

The dirty talk made him stutter mentally, unable to contextualize the difference between the gryphoness of before, and how she was now. Part of him noticed how she shared that loving note, that desire to smother him. The rest of him was too busy paying attention to the hot, throbbing mass pressed against his spine.

“Hm…time to get us both ready. I can’t wait to see what fluffy cuteness hides beneath your clothes, and I know you’re eagerly awaiting to feel just how much love I have for you. Hold still, my lovely Luvian.~”

She slid down until only his legs were pinned, talons tracing over his spine playfully until she gripped his shoulders and tugged him upright. Hooking her beak over one shoulder, she chirped, nipping at the point where his shoulder met his neck while her hands moved to undo the fastenings of his vest and shorts. Tugging them from his body until the vest lay in a pool of leather between them, his shorts tugged down to his knees. It made Luvian blush at the nudity, especially as she moved to rub over his belly like one would a family dog. “Like I thought, nice and soft~ By the time I’m done, you won’t want to leave, my cute hybrid.” She giggled, her other talons moving to tease at his lower regions. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re nice and empty before I fill you back up. This is meant to be your pleasure too, after all.”

She shifted again, pressing him back down into the bedding in order to slide up her bulk, sitting atop his thighs. “Mmmm…Soft here too. Good boy, I love you’ve got all this wonderful padding to share between us. But enough talk, it’s time for me to show you what lies beneath.”

Luvian wanted to whimper, but he felt that would be rude. He was left pressed face down into the bed, hearing her move and her clothing rustle, her breath growing quicker as she grew more excited. Then something covered the back of his head, then another. Before he had a chance to think he was pulled free from beneath her, the wolfbird’s vision finally restored as he found himself on Pearl’s lap, forced to straddle her throbbing, thick shaft.

It was large, thumping against his sternum with each heartbeat of the snowy gryphoness pressed against him. A knot already was swelling in her sheath, beneath which swung a heavy sac that sloshed with its contents. The slick shaft was unadorned beyond that, but even still it was big enough in all directions to finally make him let out a whimper. She cooed in his ear at the sound, the talons of one hand kneading at a shoulder, while the other moved down to his nethers once more. “There there, we’ll take it slow. I don’t expect you to take it all at once. And the entire time….you’ll be moaning for more.”

She lifted him up, hidden muscles easily moving the wolfbird into position until he was straddling that intimidating shaft, looking down and gulping nervously as Pearl began to lower him. Down and down until the tip pressed against his rump, threatening to breach it. Instead the gryphoness paused, nuzzling between his quivering wings as if to comfort.

“Ready? In one…two…three!”

She pressed down again at that moment, Luvian crying out as his entrance was penetrated. His body stretching, reforming, better accommodating to Pearl’s shaft until she paused again, only a few inches stuffed inside him. The owl-gryph clicked her beak happily. “

“A good start! I knew you’d do well, my fluffy lover. I can’t wait to help you take more.” She nuzzled at his back again, purring, while her hand began to tease his own sheath. It wasn’t long before he was also aroused, panting and moaning while careful talons wrapped about the wolfbird’s length and began to stroke. If her other arm wasn’t keeping him pinned tight, he’d have arched into it, body-stretching cock or not.

“Shhh, just feel, Luvian. Feel me making you grow, feel me giving you pleasure. An exchange for the pleasure you give me with every clench around me, every moan that leaves your lips.”

The wolfbird only moaned in response, head tilting back, teeth clenched tight as he was bombarded by sensation after sensation, all under the umbrella of Pearl’s affection, her desire to make him feel just as good as he apparently did for her. Her strokes over his shaft never slowing, never stopping as she used her other arm to gently raise him, until he was back to hovering over her tip.

A sigh from behind, a coo, and he was led down once more, those first few inches spreading him wide much easier than before, followed by several more, leaving him feeling stuffed. Bloated, yet wanting more, wanting to please Pearl as best he could. Especially…

He felt her lift free of his length right before he could cum, making him start to cry out for mercy. Only to be swiftly silenced as her talon returned, sliding down over his length in one smooth motion before squeezing his knot, all while crooning into his ear, “Cum for me, needy pup.”

And so he did, clenching about her and writing upon her pole while he sent shot after shot of his seed into the air. Only then did he faintly recognize the feeling of rubber about his length, the weight of his orgasm pulling gently at his shaft. Pearl continued to praise and stroke through his climax, dragging his climax out, letting him empty himself until he could only collapse back against her chest, feeling drained and empty, panting for breath and yet trying to thank her for it all. One little movement, however, showed that Luvian’s own work was just beginning. A shift of hips, a wrapping of talons about his waist. A whispered promise in his ear.

“You’ve been such a good boy, Luvian…but now I need you to take the rest of me. Can you do that for me? I’ll reward you when you do~”

He nodded, tail only prevented from wagging by his position against her. She kissed him on the head. “Good boy~”

Pearl lifted him up again, twisted him around until he was face to face with her, so he could see the emotions swimming in her eyes. “Up we go, darling.”

The gryphoness brought him back down soon after, slightly harder than before, but gentle all the same, cooing in his ear while she did so. “Aaand down.”

Luvian took more of her, all the while moaning, trembling, clenching in some spectacle of lust and care that swirled together until the wolfbird was barely able to distinguish the two, wrapping his own taloned legs around the owl-gryph’s waist as he felt his fur brush against her feathers. She lifted him again. “You’re taking me so well…”

Down.

“My good little puppy.”

Up.

Down.

He could feel her knot pressed against his rump now, mind foggy and distant as he tucked himself further against the waitress. She pet him on the head, before gently lifting his head to pull him into a deep kiss. Luvian melted, clutching at her as his tail swished in pleasure, heart pounding and not wanting this moment to end. It had to, eventually, but the wolfbird wished it didn’t.

She broke away, giving him a peck on the nose to finish it off. “Mmmff,, almost at the finale. I’ll need to turn you again, but I promise it will be worth it.”

While the wolfbird didn’t want to, he nodded anyway, groaning and panting as everything rotated back, until he was again pressed back to front. It was only then that he noticed the bulge in his gut, stretching out his belly and throbbing in time with Pearl’s heartbeat. A stroke of a paw through his fur made the gryphoness moan in his ear. “Naughty pup… I’ll have to punish you for that.”

Luvian froze, whimpering. He didn’t want to make her upset! Curiosity was to blame! Only moments later the gryphoness was laughing quietly in his ear, talons clenching tight about his waist as she drew him up again. “And here is your ‘punishment,’ puppy~”

She brought him back down, and pushed him over the knot. Lights exploded in his eyes as he cried out, silenced only by Pearl tilting his head back up to capture his mouth in another deep, sensual kiss. All while her cock throbbed, pulsed…and she broke off the kiss once more to let out a beautiful trill.

Hot seed flooded into Luvian’s belly, the wolfbird clutching at the bulge visible there as it softened and swelled. Sloshing against his paws and pressing them apart as his stomach rounded outward. Drooping between his legs, pressing him further against her sheath from its liquid weight. Pearl placed her own talons over his hands, resting her head atop his as they watched it swell. “Consider yourself punished, lovely. I trust you to take this lesson in hand.”

Luvian moaned, collapsing back against the owl-gryph in response. Smiling, she used her position to drag the wolfbird further against her, until she could push his head between her ample breasts. The hybrid didn’t even have the energy to complain.

“Gooood boy…” Pearl cooed, talons tracing over his sloshing, warming belly all the while. “My little wolfbird hen. I hope you agree with me when I say we should have this be our little weekly ritual, hmm? A little gentle loving to start your week.”

Luvian’s tail wrapped about one feathery thigh in response. She rewarded him with another pump of seed to join the rest already bloating his middle. “I thought you might like that. For now, though, I think it’s time for us to sleep, hmm? It’s been a late night after our shifts, gotta get back all that energy for tomorrow.”

Pearl capped off her little statement by pulling him with her as she swung herself fully upon her nest bed, arms wrapped tight about him to keep the wolfbird exactly where he was. She gave his gut a little playful pat as they lay together, eyes drifting shut. “I’ll see you in the morning, dearie. Belly and all.”

Luvian relaxed within Pearl’s embrace. Vision blocked, belly stretched and hot, and mind foggy, he slipped into the realm of sleep, in a lustful parody of what had happened the first night he’d spent here. The many worries about his new role eased slightly by Ember’s words, but most of all by the gryphoness who’d proved just how effective her embrace could be.