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Warm Welcome Home - Intimate Interlude

Telkop was utterly spent as he laid on his back with arms and legs spread out in the grass, gazing at the light clouds int he sky. He could feel the blades tickling at the fur of his body and tail both, the gentle breeze tickling at his snout in such a way that made him scrunch his muzzle. He licked at the air, only to have a single flower petal land on his nose, coaxing a sneeze from him.

Laughing at his own whimsical circumstances, he brushed the petal from his face and sat up straight to see Ceylon over by a tree, digging in the dirt in between the gnarled roots. He could have told her to stop, but thought it was cute so he let her go at it. For all he knew, she had found something buried, or a delicious patch of grubs. Either way, he wasn't too worried about her and could clean her talons when they got back to the house.

She had her back arched and wings flared out a bit as she used both front talons to alternately scratch at the dirt, shooting it out between her hind legs into a pile. She was getting quite dirty on her belly and inner thighs, but Telkop found it too adorable to put an end to and he was too lazy to get up or shout anything. When he finally got to his feet and walked over, he saw her dive into the hole she made beak first to catch something before gulping it down. A squish of juices came out the crook of her maw, followed by a jelly-like red substance that looked like blood and pus. Telkop gagged a bit before backing away and patting his leg. "Come on girl, time to go home."

Ceylon turned and hopped over the twisted root of the tree with a flap of her wings that buoyed her enough to land next to her master, only to barrel full-tilt into his knees with enough force to nearly knock him over. He was able to brace himself in time, only to have her roll onto her side with belly exposed and head on his paw. her tongue was out but covered in the gooey mess from the unfortunate thing she caught and ate. He was not eager to have her try and give him a kiss until she had a drink.

He knelt down and gave her a pat on her neck, stroking the feathers and down there while brushing some dirt and errant grass off her before he got back up and guided her to follow. She immediately flipped back up to all fours and kept pace immediately behind him, head held high and tail out behind her. She was happy as a gryphon could be, eager to please her master in any way she could.

The two walked together through the sparsely populated bush that was in their yard before eventually coming to the stream that meandered through the property and served as irrigation for the farmers on either side. There was a bridge to cross, but he felt the need to clean both himself and his pet, so he walked right through it. The bed of the creek was lined with rounded, smooth rocks so he was completely safe to walk bare foot through it without worry of having something sharp and pointy puncture his heel. He loved to relax in the creek whenever he needed to be alone, which was often.

Ceylon splashed jauntily through the shallow water, diving down to her belly and shaking herself off to get clean within seconds, leaving her fur sopping wet but the hydrophobic feathers dry as could be, even though they were splayed out and fluffed. That was how she cleaned, so he let her do her thing without any interruption. Once she'd dove under the surface of the babbling creek a few times, kicked her legs to splash, and had a drink, Telkop guided her to the other bank and quickly hopped back up to the dirt, allowing the grass to dry his feet and lower legs. His pet gryphon was still in tow as she hopped along next to him, cheek close to his thigh to ensure she was never far away.

When they crested a hill to see their homestead, Telkop was somewhat surprised to see that Alisa could be seen over the horizon with wings spread, gliding in a straight line above the driveway, preparing to land. She was home awfully early, much sooner than he was prepared to deal with her; it wasn't a problem in any way, but he was intending to enjoy a few more minutes of solitude before the rest of his afternoon was booked with his wonderful mate.

A brief moment of panic overcame him concerning him being alone with his pet again before he realized he had nothing to worry about. Still, he picked up his pace and quickly made it to the edge of the part of his yard he kept mostly trimmed and well groomed. By the time he made it to the sliding glass doors that led to his back porch, he could hear the rabble of talons on dirt while Alisa landed. Good. He was perfectly on time.

Within seconds of him opening the back door, the front door swung open with his red dragoness mate bursting through with a big fabric bag hanging from her maw.

"I RYTHRN!" She shouted out with a smile, the straps of the bag obscuring what Telkop was sure was a declaration of her return. "And I am hungry!"

"Me too!" Telkop laughed. Luckily for him, Ceylon was well behaved and knew better than to jump up on the furniture when wet, so she padded her way over with claws tapping at the ground every step of the way. She let out a burp - presumably from the grub or whatever she ate earlier - then curled up in a ball while resting her cheek on her tail. "Ceylon seems appropriately tired, so we have the afternoon to ourselves!" He bared his canines in a grin as he licked his lips, appropriately excited.

Alisa dropped the bag to the side and wiped her talons off on the rug before making her way into the kitchen, tail looping through the handle of the bag to bring it with her. "Glad to hear it. I got all the things we need to make a delicious home made pizza from scratch! Flour, yeast, oils, tomatoes, peppers, onions, deli meats, some bacon crumble, and a lot of cheese. Enough of everything for two pizzas, one Telkop sized, one Alisa sized!" She leaned in close to rub her snout to his cheek, giving him a brisk but passionate lick before turning to the counter and swinging her tail around to put the bag up next to her.

She reared up onto her hind legs with her fronts on the counter, grabbing at the various ingredients and tossing them out in a well organized pattern in front of her. She had her tail loop down between her hind legs to open the cupboard and grab a large metal bowl for the dough. The dragoness kept her gaze away from Telkop, doing her best to not make eye contact. She knew today would be the last day she'd see him for at least a year, maybe forever, and she didn't want to let herself be seen as week if a tear welled up in her eye.

Telkop recognized this, so he stepped up next to her and simply rested against the dragoness' scaled side, shoulder to shoulder, with his head leaning against her neck and arms crossed. He didn't say a word, nor did he make any motions to make the situation more awkward. He knew what was going through her mind, and he didn't need to exacerbate it by drawing attention to his impending absence.

After a moment of silence, she turned and placed her chin on his shoulder, pulling him in close for a hug while her wings spread and wrapped around him. The two embraced for a moment before she let out a sniffle, trying her best to hold back a bit of a sob. When they parted ways, Telkop could see her eyes were darkened and moist with the formation of tears, so he gave her another deep hug. "It'll be fine, I promise. The whole war is more of a joke than anything else, really. Keep your chin up." He cradled her lower jaw and held her gaze to his before leaning in for a kiss, rubbing cheeks gently to show his sincere affection.

"Alright! No need to pout, right?" She shook herself clear of the blurriness of her sorrow as her wing rubbed at her eye to clear it of moisture; she turned back to the counter, where the various ingredients were waiting for her to slice up and mix and started to sort by element. Telkop joined her, keeping his fur rubbing to the scales of her shoulders while the two of them started to prepare the pizza.

They were mostly quiet with each other while prepping the meal, preferring only to ask each other about what to do next, what ingredients were needed, and the processes that they were working out together. The first thing they did was the sauce, knowing full well that it needed an hour or two to simmer at the absolute least before being used. They boiled and peeled the tomatoes, seasoned them, and chopped them up fine. While they were cooking, they chopped up some onions, garlic, and bell peppers to fry them up, extracting the flavors with a light char.

Once the tomatoes were done simmering and the other ingredients were done prepping, they tossed them both in the stewing pot with some roasted Red Pepper salad dressing, salt, pepper, and a bit of Italian seasoning.

With the sauce now ready and simmering, needing only a blend and a remixing later, they moved onto the dough, tossing the water, yeast, flour, and some other spices like a touch of garlic powder and onion powder to give it a kick. They even put a tablespoon of cayenne in the mix. When it was done, they tossed it in the metal bowl to let it rise, a towel over top to keep it moist.

Last came the prep of the actual pizza toppings and cheese. The bacon was already prepared, but they needed to slice and dice the salami, pepperoni, ham slices, onions, the remaining peppers, mushrooms, and bacon. Then, when they were just about done with the slicing - which Alisa did with her talons - she surprised him by pulling out a delectable looking slab of ruby red steak, perfect for grilling and slicing thin to go on the top of the pizza!

The sudden gift made Telkop hop into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and dangling off her neck as he nuzzled into her. After a while of him not letting go, she curled her dexterous neck around his to pull him in close, chin on the small of his back. She let out a deep, rumbling churr sound while rubbing and nuzzling him, warmth of her breath tickling at the base of his tail.

"You going to be okay?" She asked, slowly pulling away while brushing her cheek against his in the process.

"I'm going to be fine, dear. I promise. I'm honestly more worried about you and Ceylon. I'm sure you'll be mostly fine, but I don't feel right leaving you alone for so long. What will you do without me here, your rugged sire?" He winked and smiled, before glancing back over to where his gryphon was still curled up on her little tail bed. "I mean, she likes you just fine, but we both know she's more, uh, attached to me. It'll be a special kind of hell for her to be without me for so long. I hope she can adapt to my absence without getting depressed like some dogs do."

Alisa nodded. "I will be sure to give her all the love and affection you do while you're away. I know she's used to it. I'll even let her share the bed with me, if you think that will help." She also glanced over to the pet gryphon before looking back to her mate. "But for now, let's just worry about this delicious pizza. Too many delicious ingredients to let go to waste, right?" She winked and grabbed the soup ladle next to the pot, taking a taste of the marinara. "This is absolutely delicious, did you put your special ingredient in?"

"Hah, no, the tart flavor of that ingredient would actually ruin the acidity of the sauce. But I'm glad to know you think that special additive of mine tastes so good! I'll have to remember that in the future!" He grabbed a big ball of the pizza dough from the metal bowl, perfect for the pizza pan that was his size, leaving the remainder for his larger mate. With one hand he tossed some flour on the counter while the other hand turned on the stove. After folding and adjusting the pizza dough. Alisa did the same, kneading her half into flour then spreading it onto the pan next to him, the much larger dish made for her.

"You know, it really won't be that lonely here without you." She joked, head up and staring out the window to the rolling fields of hay and corn that the neighbours tended to. "I mean, I'm sure I'll find some lusty drake to share a bed with. I hear Onyx is one hell of an insatiable guy, and he chomps at the bit when I walk by!" She turned to him, winking and smiling.

He knew she was messing around, so he played back. "Well I hear the army can be pretty lonely, but you know I swing both ways, so I'm sure there will be other guys out there just as lonely as I am! Might have to find a comrade and a lap to sit on! You know I have a love for a bloke in a uniform, can't resist. I mean, even if I don't get lonely, I may not be able to hold back when I see a guy or gal in fatigues!"

She paused to blink, eye twitching a bit as a single strand of drool started to trickle out the crook of her maw, dangling off her lip before she licked it up. "Oh, you know that excites me, don't tease me with thoughts of that, I just wanna keep you all to myself!" She lunged forward and bit at his shoulder, a playful peck that still clamped down just enough to make him cringe in pain, only to have him then relax and go weak at the knees, adoring the sensation of his lover's teeth squeezing him.

"You know, these pizzas take a while to cook. I'm sure they'd be fine if we...preoccupied ourselves while they were in the oven..." He trailed off, voice whimpering a bit while his knees buckled, only to have him grab the counter for balance. She hadn't quite let him go, and the continued pressure was proving to be a trigger for his pleasure.

Eventually, she let him go and pulled back. "I agree." Alisa said as she licked her lips again, pecking at his cheek.

The two of them each flattened the pizza crust to the pan together, smothering its surface with sauce and toppings before covering it in a generous layer of cheese. They finished up by slicing the steak thin and layering it over top, then adding more cheese. They put both pans in the oven - big one on the bottom rack with Telkop's smaller pie on the top rack. Once the oven door was closed, the two pulled back to stare at each other for a brief moment before embracing, pecking and nibbling at each others' neck in an act of passion.

Both of their forms pressed to each other and shuffled out of the kitchen, lips locked together as they caressed each other by the shoulder. Alisa's larger frame was imposing to him, but she was gentle as she lightly stepped around him, nuzzling at his neck and shoulders while nibbling on his cheek. Her wings fluttered out behind her with every step, tail swaying with the tip flicking about and smacking against the cupboards. She chuckled a bit before backing out of the kitchen, claws scraping on the tile and wood as her form shifted from one room to another.

Ceylon chirped gently as she perked her head up, getting a good look at the two lovers fondling each other, only to quickly lose interest and put her head down. She was tired from the play time in the back field earlier, and didn't seem all too interested in getting involved with her masters; she was well trained and knew better than to get in between them for fear of being shooed away or stepped on.

Telkop kept Alisa's cheeks cradled in his palms as he stepped backwards, tail wagging eagerly in a show of happiness as well as a way to test his surroundings to ensure he didn't run into the couch or any of the chairs. Luckily, their ranch home was big enough to fit his quadruped mate so there was a lot of empty space between the articles of furniture. While he held her lips to his, he felt the probe of her tongue exploring his maw, caressing his and massaging his throat. Normally such a thing would be literally gag-inducing, but instead he was gulping her tendril-like appendage with gusto!

She forced him backwards through their door, her chest pressing to his until he tripped over the side of his bed and fell on his rump. With him on his back, legs spread and knees up, he smiled and lolled his tongue out in an eager pant, a gentle trickle of drool dangling off the end of it. "What are you going to do, now?" He asked with a sly grin. "I mean, I'm trapped here and the big bad dragon has me cornered!"

Alisa stood tall and parted her wings wide enough to nearly tough either wall opposite them as a puff of smoke billowed up from her snout, her silver eyes glinting in the midday sun that streamed through their window. There was still a skirt on the end of the bed, which she ignored as she leaned down to nuzzle in between Telkop's thighs, the billowing smoke tickling the fur on his balls as her tongue slipped out to prod at his rump.

"O-oh, ooooh! Yes!" He grunted to himself as he grabbed his knees, pulling them up to his sides in order to give her unfettered access to his tender pucker. The powerful muscles of her tongue made every inch of her probing tongue tighten and ripple in waves, forcing the tip to poke into him and massage from within. He could feel the roughness of her tongue dragging along his soft flesh, the gentle friction paired with her saliva to make a most wonderful sensation. Despite his attempts to maintain his composure, he couldn't help but whimper a bit in delight as his eyes rolled back in his skull while she prodded at his depths.

Meanwhile, his member was growing hard in his sheath and poking out the end, knot still nestled deep inside. He knew he'd have to deal with that before his cock grew too much definition, so he let go of one of his knees and peeled the engorged flesh of his sheath back, exposing every bit of his member to his lover. He glanced down over himself as he panted, waiting for her to notice, even if he was completely content having her nuzzle, suckle, and lick his rump's tender flesh.

Eventually, she did look up and smile, inching forward to nuzzle up at his balls, resting her chin on his belly. The dragoness' size was enough that all she had to do was crack open her maw and prod her tongue out to the side to get a taste of his musky cock and balls. As she nibbled and prodded him, she slowly closed her eyes and started to rumble in a draconic purr, chest reverberating against the back of his thighs.

"I had to get a taste before some burly commander gryphon got a hold of you, little sire slut." she giggled at him, trying to talk dirty. "I bet once a drake gets a hold of you, your asshole will get just so sore and loose!"

Telkop paused her by cradling her cheeks in his palms. "No dirty talk tonight, dear. Just you and I." He nodded to get her to agree, and when she did he shifted back on the bed until he was nearly at the pillows, curling a finger to her in an effort to beckon her to follow. "Now come on, you have a sire to please."

She bowed her head and kept her belly close to the silky sheets of her bed as she crawled up over him. When all four feet were on the bed, she looked down at him as a wisp of smoke billowed out from her nares to partially obstruct the view to the glint in her silver eyes. He leaned up to give her a kiss, only to have her bite down on his neck with enough pressure to make his entire head feel strained with the blood that wouldn't drain from it. The sensation of her teeth puncturing through his fur coat to press to his skin was a pleasure that shot through his spine and coaxed a gooey strand of precum to forcibly spurt out to splash against her belly, eventually dripping down onto his.

Against her mate, Alisa pressed her body tight, belly to belly as her fur smeared the fluids he'd shot against her into the both of them; her muscles rippled in waves against him in a pleasant massage ending against his crotch and his partially erect member. She growled at him and clamped down a bit harder, testing his flesh and resistance to her teeth like squeezing a jelly before letting it retract to normal shape. Eventually, she let him go and pulled away, a dozen strands of gooey dragon saliva bridging from her teeth to his neck. "Do you like that?"

All Telkop could respond was with a shudder and a jarbled mess of consonant rich syllables, followed by a smile and a nod. He couldn't help but reach down between the two of them, grabbing the head of his cock and rubbing it against the soft, lubricated fur on her belly.

"Here, let me-" She interrupted as she sat up straight, front paws kneading his chest, claws digging into him while she backwards walked until both were on his belly and she was literally sitting on his crotch with legs spread out to either side of his hips. The dragon gently lifted her form enough to grab his cock tip and aim it into her slit, forcibly pressing her hips to his the moment she felt his tapered end slipping between her lips and prodding at her depths.

Telkop could feel the warmth and moisture of her sex swallowing his, and the moment he felt that familiar slickness, he could feel his knot start to swell against her. Thing was, he could actually feel her pussy dripping all over him as her excitement grew next to him, the gooey mess forming a thick film between them that dribbled out over his knot and soaked his sheath and belly. The combination of moist fur tickling his knot lobes and the sensual caress of her pussy wrapped around his cock shaft made him buck his hips into her, the force urging his length to shift, twist, and eventually pop inside her as her lips stretched and grabbed a hold of his knot.

Her eyes went wide as she felt the knot lurch into her; she flicked her ears and twitched her eyeslid a bit before melting and rumbling in pleasure, a deep reverberation that careened through her form and massaged Telkop's member from within. Her walls quivered and shook against the warmth of his flesh, only to have her powerful muscles tense up as she pulled off him with a pop. His knot burst from her depths accompanied by a gush of their combined fluids that were trapped inside by their temporary tie, gooey mess splashing on his cock, belly, balls, and legs. Some trapped air escaped her pussy, creating a brisk queef followed by a more guttural rumble as her tail flicked out behind her.

His entire form shuddered in delight as he arched his back and ran his fingers through his hair. He could feel the sweat forming as his excitement grew with each passing moment. Now that his cock was free of her depths, he ached for more release. He grabbed the base of his knot with one hand, wrapping thumb and forefinger around the neck as his other fingers caressed and massaged the folded flesh of his sheath, eagerly trying to maintain the pleasure that had built up in his shaft before the cold air siphoned it from him.

However, Alisa wasn't going to let him go needy; she shuffled back on all fours and bent her neck to wrap her tongue around his soaked member, guiding it to her maw so she could suckle gently on it. Mostly, it was her tongue that tugged and squeezed him, but she was careful to not let her teeth catch on his engorged, sensitive flesh. Once she was done cleaning him of the combined lubrication and precum, she shuffled around until her juicy lips were hovering just over his snout, a series of viscous drips trickling off the end of her clit.

"Yess!" He muttered to himself before opening his maw wide, letting the tangy juices secreted by her depths splash on his tongue and dribble down his throat. He swallowed, only to have her hips lowering to him, forcing herself to his snout until the very end of his muzzle slipped into her! He pushed back up against her hips as she grinded against him, her walls twitching and intermittently clenching around him, keeping him from probing his tongue out into her depths. He wanted another taste, he wanted to feel the soft flesh of his tongue slapping against her cunt walls, he wanted to please her clit! He wanted to pleasure her until she burst all over him in an orgasmic eruption.

He brought his hands up to caress her inner thighs, massaging them while also guiding them into such a position that he could pry his muzzle from her depths. Once he was able to, he jerked his head to the side and gasped for air for only a moment before nuzzling back up into her, nose pressed against her posterior and tongue slipping out between his jaws t press itself against her clit, flattening wide and dragging along her flesh.

Though she was still trying to focus on his cock, she couldn't hep bit gape her maw open and pant at him as she looked back over her shoulder to watch his expert tongue dance over her lips while prodding at her depths, the brisk exhalations tickling the underside of her tail with every breath. The pleasure made her horns twitch a bit - something that didn't happen often - until he pulled out and gave her clit a gentle slap! She tensed up, claws digging at the bed sheets as she hopped up off him. It didn't hurt, but she wasn't expecting it and wasn't used to that kind of roughness! "H-hey!" She protested while struggling with her breaths. "Warn me next ti-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Telkop had reached up and grabbed a hold of her tail with one hand and pressed his other hand to her pussy lips, rubbing side to side over her clit to soak his hand in her copious, viscous fluids. He converged all finger tips into one point and pressed it to her sex, the tapered length of his fist parting her folds and distending her pussy flesh until her vulva lurched forward and swallowed him to the wrist. Again, her claws curled against the sheets - even going so far as to tear holes in it - as she felt his knuckles pressing out against her walls. Her lower jaw quivered in delight as she squatted down, eager to feel that part of him slide into her.

He kept his arm extended as best he could, pushing back against her form as she squatted down onto him; the angle let him watch close up as her lips swallowed him right up to the elbow, and he couldn't help but ball his fist up inside to tense the muscles in his forearm against her tender walls. He spun his wrist, rotating inside ever so gently while pumping in and out with shallow thrusts, each one accented by a girthy pulsation of his forearm.

"T-telkop....stay there, d-don't move!" She commanded as she started to bob her hips up and down against his extended arm, her depths easily sliding up and down his forearm from wrist to elbow, each motion loosening her walls enough to slide down his limb with increasingly greater ease. She kept pumping her hind end up and down, bucking her hips and arching her back with every motion against the shifting girth and firmness of his arm until, all at once, her pelvic muscles rumbled and tensed in immense pleasure and she extended her legs. The clenching tightness mixed with the mounting pleasure forced his fist out of her with a spraying mess of fluids all over his upper body, face, and arms.

When she pulled off him, her cunt remained open for a bit as a waterfall of her fluids trickled around the rim of her vulva and converged on her clit before splashing down onto Telkop's neck. Her entire hind end was twitching and shuddering in delight, heaving with every breath as she whimpered back at him. Her knees felt weak, like she was about to collapse, but she held firm on all fours as Telkop slid out from under her.

"Wh-what are you doing?" She asked, maw hanging open as she glanced back. The mane on her neck was starting to get a little ragged as she grew increasingly tired, exhausted by their collectively aggressive pounding of her backside.

He winked at her and hopped off the edge of the bed, spreading his legs and grabbing his cock with one hand while his other wrapped around the base of her tail. He growled gently at her as he tugged on her backside to get her hips pressed to his. With one fluid motion, he plunged his cock - knot and all - inter her swollen, tender pussy. Her lips swallowed him up with ease, and the lubrication that was still drooling from her opening smothered him from belly to balls. Once his member was inside, he wrapped both arms around her tail and started pushing into her, angling his hips so that his knot shifted against her flesh, popping in and out with each movement.

"O-oh; okay, then!" She choked out between ragged gasps, her body rocking back and forth against him, tail curled up over her back and tip flicking about above his head. She found he was struggling a bit to reach her lips, so she shuffled back until her hind legs were down on the ground next to his, belly laid flat against the bed while her front paws kept kneading at the sheets. Her lower jaw trembled and hung open as she smiled back at him, her eyes fluttering in tune with the deep rumbling that shook her form from gullet to pussy, the motions caressing Telkop just right.

Telkop bared his fangs and wrapped his arms around her tail as hard as he could, pulling her as close to him as possible as he vigorously thrust into her; his knot kept popping in and out of her depths, the soft caress of her lips cycling between scrunching up, sliding over his knot to swallow, then squeezing tight around the neck before distending and pulling off with a juicy pop every time. The subsequent splashed kept soaking him down to the knees as more of her fluids sprayed out from between her vulva and his shaft, refracting off the curve of his knot to splash at his feet. It was a messy, sloppy affair, but he couldn't help himself.

As he kept at her, he felt his climax sneak up on him. Usually, a canine would thrust, have the knot grow inside, then stay tied until his seed was depleted as his orgasm lasted for as long as an hour, provided his partner didn't push him out. Not very intense, but long and drawn out.

This orgasm was different. The constant cycling between friction, squeezing, and tugging was stabbing pleasure through his cock and sending shockwaves of warmth through his body. Right before he felt his pleasure hit its peak, Alisa's tail curled around his waist and squeezed tight to hold him in place. The powerful muscles of it clenched and coiled around him as tight as they would go as the rest of its length curled op over his shoulder and around his neck for extra control.

Within seconds, he was wrapped in a coil of her tail while his knot throbbed inside her, and he couldn't move from that spot, even as her fluffy tail tip tickled his nostrils. The full bodied pleasure took him over in one powerful blast as he felt a sneeze coming on, her muscles squeezing him, pussy caressing him, and tail tickling him all at once to coax a single blast of canine seed deep into her depths with the force of a hose.

For a moment, every blood vessel in Telkop's body felt as though it was about to burst, his mind addled by the pleasure and deprivation of air mixed with the sneeze. Both ends of him had been spent with the tail coiling around his midsection and upper torso for good measure. His toes curled, his hips bucked, and his knot throbbed inside her one last time as his shuddered and fell over on top of her, his motion bringing her down to lie on her side next to him with his head resting gently on a pillow.

His breaths were ragged as her depths continued to caress and pulse around his engorged member, every shot of pleasure another to suck the life from him while the tail held on tight, eager to squeeze that life from his body. The tenseness of her tail held him in place, so his knot remained engorged within her, shooting stream after stream of seed into her depths, splashing against her walls and leaking into her womb. HE couldn't quite reach that depth in his larger mate, but he liked to fantasize about it, and knew her depths were quite lengthy.

With the two oft hem still tied and tangled together, Telkop heard a scratch at their door. He perked his ear up and looked over to listen and hear if another followed, only to have Alisa's wings cover his view.

"Leave her be for the night, would you?" She moaned, snakelike neck curling up over her form to rest her had on her shoulder.

"I can't leave her out there, I don't want her to think I've abandoned her before I even leave. Come on, she can share the bed with us, right?" He grabbed at the end of Alisa's tail and peeled it off, tip first, until he was completely released from her hold. It was clear she wasn't keen on letting him go, but she relaxed enough to let him have his way, followed by a tight squeeze of her pelvic muscles that actually forced his knot out of her.

He leaned over to give her a gentle kiss with his muzzle still wet before heading over to the door, where he heard another scratch followed by a chirp and a purr. He couldn't bare to leave his girl out there, alone, so he opened the door and was immediately tackle-pounced by Ceylon as the gryphon flutter hopped at him.

She lapped a this face and clawed at his body as he cradled her rump, holding her close to his chest as she pecked and preened his hair and fur. She wrapped her claws over his shoulder for extra support as her wings curved around his shoulders. "Good girl! Good gi-" He was cut off as she pecked at his cheek, licking him vigorously and cleaning him of the mess that Alisa had left on his chest and upper body. He could have left Ceylon to clean him, but instead he walked over and let the gryphon down next to his bed, waiting to see what she did.

Telkop and Alisa were both naked, with Alisa's pussy left open and drooling fluids while Telkop's knot and shaft were both bobbing up gently with every step. His pet wagged her tail a bit, unsure of what direction to go before eventually hopping up onto the bed and burying her beak under Alisa's tail, tongue probing deep to catch any and all of the fluids that were trickling and leaking from her gaping sex.

Naturally, she shuddered in delight and did her best to keep from kicking out at their pet while Ceylon cleaned her up, but it was hard. Telkop could see from the tensing of her thigh muscles and the tight writhing of her tail that she was in a special kind of heaven again and was resisting the urge to claw at the bed. She had already done enough damage.

"Aww, you two are so cute. I'm sure you'll have a bunch of fun when I'm gone. You better be intimately acquainted with each other by the time I'm back, understand?" He crawled over Ceylon to nuzzle up against Alisa's neck, giving her a rub and a cheek caress while Ceylon finished her up. The three of them cuddled in the bed until the timer went off, indicating the first of the two pizzas was done.

Different sizes, different cook times.

"So that was a fun afternoon." Alisa mused as she took a bite of her pizza pie. "Never had gryphon tongue exploring that part of me before."

"Told you it was good." Telkop responded, pulling a piece away from the pan, strands of cheese bridging from slice to slice. "I bet you don't resent me so much for enjoying her company now, do you?"

Alisa faked a smile, shaking her head. "I never had a problem with it; I'd not have been mated to you if I had a problem with your beasty desires. I just...you know, sometimes I wish you'd chose me over her more often, is all." She sulked a bit, wings drooping.

"Hmmm, I don't recall ever choosing Ceylon over you. I mean, sometimes you're not in the mood and she is, so I go with her. You should never be jealous of her, I love you both, understand?" He paused and flicked his ear before thinking up an alternate idea. "Or is this just because you know I'm going away for a while and-" He stopped before finishing in order to shuffle from the chair he was in to the one next to her, that way he could wrap his arm around her shoulder and hold her close.

Just then, it truly hit both of them, and they broke down in tears over the pizza while Ceylon whimpered next to them; they weren't sure if the gryphon wanted food or was trying to comfort her masters. Either way, it was an emotional moment that would stay with both of them for the duration of his absence.