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Flavour of Lust

Therris rolled over and flopped onto Ithilwen, waking himself and her in the process. His eyes fluttered open and he yawned, that big maw of his dry as could be. His horn glowed, illuminating the pair of them as well as the rest of the room. This usually only happened when he was feeling some sort of intense emotion, and on this day it was love. A platonic love for Ithilwen coupled with just a bit of lust, but this day was one for romance of all kinds. It was the season of Love at The Vore House of Klyneth, and in their lust they fell asleep on the grounds, in one of the cabins they'd decorated.

While seasonal celebrations weren't a huge deal at The Vore House, they did like to celebrate from time to time. They only had a handful of celebrations planned per year, mostly ones focused on the holidays and the turning of the seasons. One for the winter solstice, one for the summer solstice, one for the season of rebirth - spring - and one for the season of passing - autumn. All four had their place on the cycle, with summer being at the top, winter being at the bottom, spring on the rise, and autumn on the fall. It was a lovely way to express the passing of time and the love of life, and The Vore House was sure to celebrate as best they could.

The season of love came just before the spring time season of rebirth. Hearts were aplenty, chocolate was sold in every store, and couples and communities liked to use it as an excuse to indulge in more experimental kinkiness or express themselves in a more physical way. Leera, Foxifly, and the others were all happy to give folks an outlet for that curiosity. And, since food was often the way to the hearts of many, The Vore House was the perfect place to examine that metaphor in a very direct and physical way. In fact, it was the most literal interpretation of the term 'the most direct path to their heart is through their stomach'.

Ithilwen, Therris, Kentanni, Vvilfred, and many others had taken a week or so to decorate most of the buildings and set-pieces of the wilds to accommodate the season of love with hearts and flowers of all kinds. The Wilds were vast, with many different regions each emulating one of the world's many biomes. Mountains, jungles, plains, meadows, cliffs, snowy tundra, crystal and fungal woods, a beachfront lake, and a handful of others were present, each one capable of telling all manner of stories in the context of vore. Or, more specifically endosomatophilia.

The two regions of The Wilds most likely to draw attention were the ski resort and the City. The Ski-resort was mostly just a village of cozy cabins around a functional series of hills and lifts that nobody used, while the city primarily consisted of a bunch of hotels where people could spend the night or weeks at a time just indulging in vore-themed fun. There were other places for lovers to explore, but those two locales were the ones that got the most attention.

Not a lot of people went for romantic getaways in crystal caves or mad scientist laboratories. Some did, of course, but it wasn't a common occurrence. Recluse cabins in the woods? Shady motels? That was where people stereo-typically went for some love. Or some lust. Either way, The Vore House catered to both groups. What brought you didn't matter so much as what you did while there.

The night before, Therris and Ithilwen got a little excited when setting the room up, resulting in the pair of them making a mess of the place that they were supposed to be cleaning. Fortunately, they were both consummate professionals and were not about to disrespect the cabin. Both of them rolled off the bed and stretched out before working together to clean it all up. They made the bed, they spritzed the room with a disinfectant, and they went so far as to do a bit of dusting as well. Had to be perfect. Anything less wasn't good enough.

Therris and Ithilwen glanced across the bed and were about to pounce each other one more time when a knock came at the door. It was a rather light, minimal knock. They were both nude - no need for clothes in The Wilds unless you personally were more comfortable that way. Therris was closer to the door, so he opened up to see that Kentanni was hovering there, her cute little wings flapping to keep her at eye level. The tiny hippogryph was a fraction of their size.

"Morning you two!" She chirped happily. "But it's time to get to work. We have a lot of prep to do today. Chop chop! I'll see you at the Manor to help with the conversion prior to opening!" She floated in, poked Therris on the horn, then zipped away like a hummingbird. She didn't even look down at the kirin's half-engorged cock as it dangled between his legs. Of course, on the other side, Therris didn't make a big deal out of her plump little lips he saw under her tail as she flew away.

"We've still got time." Ithilwen cooed at him as she slid over the silky sheets of the bed, rubbing her breasts against the fabric while her tail swished out behind her. "You're pretty quick, we could."

Therris wanted that, but he was also the kind of person who was diligent to a fault. He huffed at her as his flare swelled a bit, but then he let his member fold itself back up into his sheath. "Sorry, we should really get going. We'll have plenty of time once the conversion is done. Come on, let's go." He turned to leave, pausing when he heard Ithilwen whimper to herself.

"Oh come on, she left us here for a reason, but alright." She rolled over the bed and joined him, arm wrapped around his waist. He was the taller of the two but she was definitely the more assertive.

They emerged into a snow-covered, wintery landscape. Dozens of cabins lined the resort area, some nestled in against the side of cliffs and surrounded by snow-blanketed coniferous trees. The resort lifts and lodge were open for business, but there wasn't much in terms of activity in terms of skiing. From there, they headed back to the Manor, the main hub of The Vore House where they stored all the Vore Juice potions and housed the bookkeeping and even did some brothel-like one-on-one encounters.

The trek back to The Manor took a while, but the sun had only just emerged over the horizon so it was still early on this day of love. There was plenty of time to get things ready.

Plans to seasonally decorate had actually been in motion for weeks. On this day, all the potions given out and sold to those heading out to The Wilds was going to be a special chocolate flavour, and would come with some custom-grown roses and other flowers that Ithilwen and Shiazo had conjured themselves. Not just any flowers, either. Ademane-rich flowers that accentuated any and all potion effects. They had learned the technique to grow the magic flowers from the Nectar Squeeze.

Ithilwen had phytomancy - the ability to conjure and control plant life - while Shiazo was a plant-drake that once had succumbed to a bloodvine infestation that Ithlwen and Vale had managed to hold at bay. This kept him from a life of feral autonomy but not from transforming them into plant matter in the process. Betwen the two of them, they had the ability to conjure and control just about any plant life, and in the season of love and lust, everyone wanted flowers. So, they had been growing roses of all sorts to give out with the Vore Juice potions.

More appropriately, the Vore Juice potions were also chocolate flavoured with a hint of strawberry. There were other flavours as well, like white chocolate and peach or fig, as well as flowers that were infused with the potion as well so it could be applied like a paint brush. This was actually the first time The Vore House was doing anything seasonal for the time of love and lust, so they were trying a little bit of everything.

Once the Manor had been appropriately set up and prepared, they opened the gates and let some traffic through, populating the wilds with folks from all walks of life and all races. Dragons, gryphons, felines, canines, avians, and even humans as well as everything in between came to visit. Leera had expected a higher than average day, but she was not expecting The Wilds to have thousands of people roaming around. There were so many guests that even the special attractions - the ambassadors and folks who specialized in being predators - barely even needed to roam and give the guest their fun.

Usually, Vore House employees would hover or fly or lay in ambush in one of the various areas to surprise guests, giving them a traditional vore experience. Yetzer the golden-scaled naga liked to hang out in the temple region for the fake villagers to sacrifice food to him, while Shiazo spent a lot of time buried in the mud of the marshlands, dragging guests under with them. But on this day, this was not necessary. Folks came in groups, specifically wearing the necklaces that said they weren't interested in random acts of consumption. More precisely, their experience was to be more personal, not random.

And that was fine. Some people liked the thrill of adventure, others wanted to go on pleasant picnics and enjoy their time in that manner. On a day of romance, it made sense that fewer people were interested in the more spontaneous acts. This was a day of planning one's passion.

So naturally, this meant that most of the Vore House staff was relegated to hanging out in the manor, passing out potion and bouquets of flowers, informing people of where to go and what to do for some private time, and reestablishing the general rules of consent. Ithilwen did this regularly, alongside the other ambassadors like Nantangitan, Jayri, Haloren, and Febii. Just part of the job, and she loved every second of it. Therris wasn't as familiar as he was more often doing work outside of The Wilds.

Both of them were pining for others all day. Ithilwen couldn't keep her thoughts away from her close friend Poojawa, while Therris couldn't help but let his mind drift to his many partners such as Vvilfred and Foxifly and Kentanni and Wrasir and Afearnia and Camari. Many of those worked for The Vore House or were associated in some way, but he was stuck at the concierge desk handing out potions. Not that it was a bad place to be, he just would have rather been with his partners.

In retrospect, the group discount might have been what made this day so prolific for The Vore House. Groups like Therris and his many poly lovers were not entirely uncommon in and around Klyneth, so rather than doing couples discounts, they actually offered group discounts. Come with your lovers and get 50% off every ticket. This, paired with the fact that it was cheaper to get a ticket and explore The Wilds than it was to buy a Vore Juice potion set and have fun at home, and of course the place was bustling with more activity than ever before.

Which actually was a bit of curse for Ithilwen and Therris. They got to see thousands, maybe even tens of thousands of folks cross into The Wilds and they just had to keep giving out potions and flowers and lectures about consent. It wasn't until the sun began to go down that the torrent of patrons slowed to a crawl and Foxifly sent Kentanni to relieve them of their spot.

The tiny hippogryph mare landed on the concierge desk in front of both of them, beak agape in her natural, all-persistent chipper attitude. "Hey! Foxi says you guys can head out if you want. Theodit and Cero are gonna take over for the evening shift." She was greeted by the somewhat bored looks of both Ithilwen and Therris resting with their cheeks on their palms.

Therris was not the type to be sarcastic. The moment Kentanni said that, his eyes went wide and his horn began to glow its natural teal, which was the same colour as pure ademane. He reached out, grabbed Ithilwen by the wrist, and dragged her along out the back door with him. "Alright, finally!"

They were both a little surprised to see that Kentanni was following behind them, a cute set of six vials all hanging off her waist, slotted into a belt-bandolier. "Wait for me!" She chirped.

Ithilwen took Kentanni by the arm, tugged her in close, and let the pygmy hippogryph ride on her shoulders. From there, since both of them were already soaked and basking in the Vore Juice potion and thus didn't need to wait in the courtyard for it to take effect, they both emerged into The Wilds with little to no hesitation. They could have gone anywhere, be it to the tropical beach houses on the lake front or the stilt village in the marsh. They could have gone to the underground dens of the crystal wood or the raised region of the fungal forest, but in the end they wanted to head right back to the resort, where they woke that morning.

There was something about a romantic getaway in a cabin that couldn't really be emulated at any other locations. There were plenty of places to explore, to relax, or even to be romantic, but the combination of the remote location, the coziness of a cabin, and the contrast between cold outside and warmth inside couldn't be beat. Which was why it was expected that, upon arriving in the resort area of The Wilds, they saw that every single one of the cabins were taken, occupied according to the signs.

All but the one they had exited that morning to go do their daily duties. The door sign did say that it was occupied, but all the windows were open and they could see that there wasn't anyone inside. It didn't take much for them to realize that they must have forgotten to swap the sign when they left in such haste before their shift, so they knocked to see if anyone answered. Nobody called out, so they used their keycard to enter, tentatively calling out without fully opening the door.

"Hello? Anyone inside?" Therris asked, his voice deep and sultry. Not the type of voice one expects from a frilly, pastel pink and purple kirin with a glowing horn. But no, he was part equine and part dragon, he had lots of power in him either way. Nobody answered after a few solid seconds of awaiting a response so he cautioned. "If anyone is in here, we're coming in to do some cleaning!"

"Oh, we are not going to be cleaning." Ithilwen laughed. "Making a mess is more like it."

"Yeah but they don't need to know that." Therris ushered them in and closed the door behind them, swapping over the notification to make sure it said the building was occupied. Kentanni hovered next to him while Ithilwen remained a half-step behind him.

Just as he was about to turn to tell her the place seeemed clear, Ithilwen shoulder tackled him through the mudroom door and onto the bed in the middle of the cabin, pinning him down. She straddled his midsection and sat on his belly, tail between his legs to tickle his loins. "Don't worry about it." She said, brushing a tuft of her hair off to the side. "We got time."

Startled, Kentanni fluttered off to the side, finding a perch over on the top of a nearby shelf. There, she squatted down and watched, content to watch Ithilwen and Therris have their fun. At least for a moment. She wouldn't be sidelined for too long. In fact, the moment she saw an opening, she grabbed a nearby golden goblet and started pouring some of the chocolate and strawberry flavoured potion into it. She wasn't going to be giving it to guests at this point, so she might as well use them!

Therris did see Kentanni do this over Ithilwen's shoulder, but he didn't want to impose so he focused his effort on the one straddling his hips. He grabbed her on the haunches, squeezing her rump cheeks and tugging a bit to part them from her tail. This exposed Ithilwen's rump, giving him the freedom to reach around and rub his finger against her pucker.

She grabbed his wrist and lowered his hand. "You know what I prefer. Come on Therris." She winked at him and slid her way down his sleek body so that her loins were resting right on top of his equine sheath, the plump triangular lips of her spade-shaped vulva smearing her arousal all over him. She didn't feel the need to say much more, she let her body do the talking by gyrating and grinding down against him in waves.

He had no interest in holding back. He bucked up into her as his equine shaft slowly unfolded from its depths, blossoming up between her rump cheeks to press against her tail hole. She had smeared him with her own fluids and he was leaking a steady stream of his own so he had no issues rubbing that all over her, ensuring everything from the base of her tail to the tip of her plump, pink spade was soaked and glistening with a combination of both of their fluids.

Despite him only being half-engorged, his member still folding out from itself, Ithilwen reached back and grabbed him by the cock head and pressed it right against her folds, her other hand down over her belly to part her lips and expose more of her velvety insides. As soon as she found the balance where her lips were opened and his cock tip was aimed correctly, she sat down with all her weight to trap him, ensuring that any and all growth would happen directly into her.

She wiggled and shifted subtly to ensure that he never slipped out, and he helped by keeping a firm grip on her hips as he bucked. His cock continued to grow, both larger and firmer, with each passing second, his tip plunging into her as deep as it could go.

"Heh, never quite had it like that." He mumbled, mostly to himself. He reached back to wrap his hand around her rump cheek, then slipped a couple of fingers into her next to his shaft, making sure he wasn't confused about what was happening. Her lips were so swollen and practically drooling - partly due to her own natural arousal and partly thanks to the potions coursing through her body that aided in natural lube production - and her flesh stretched with ease. All great side effects of the Vore Juice.

He loved the sensation of her pussy caressing him, sucking his half-mast cock up as deep as it would go while subtly tugging and pushing down on him. What he didn't expect was the sudden arrival of Kentanni between his legs, the tiny hippogryph immediately nuzzling his balls, tugging on the jewellery that hung from that region, and kneading his inner thighs. A pleasant surprise, but one that quickly enticed his loins to come fully alive, inflating his cock to full girth and full firmness inside her.

Ithilwen howled a bit with her head back as she felt the full force of his member inside her. No belly bulge, but that was only because the pair of them were close enough in size that such a thing wasn't likely without actively aiming it to do just that. She started slowly bouncing on him with increased height, her motions raising higher and slamming harder every few reps while she idly caressed her breast. In the heat of the moment, she grabbed his hand from around her rump to place his palm on her chest, a clear demand to have him pick up where she left off.

Therris was not one to deny such a request, so he gave her a tight squeeze while keeping his other hand wrapped around her waist. He thrust into her, almost squeezing Kentanni out from between his legs as he brought himself ever closer to climax.

She could feel his flare growing deep inside her, so she pulled off and let it slip out of her with an audible pop followed by a sputtering as her passage sealed up in his absence.

"Wh-why'd you stop?" He asked, his balls tensed right up against his body, his member at full girth with veins throbbing and his orgasm so close he could feel it. He was already getting blue balls due to how suddenly they'd parted.

But before Ithilwen could respond, Kentanni grabbed his member and wrenched it downward, nuzzling the tip and probing his cock hole with her tongue while fingering herself. It wasn't quite the same as a nice snug pussy, but Kentanni was very good with her hands and he never said no to a good tonguing. Of course, he also didn't resist when Ithilwen crawled over him and ended up with her knees on either side of his face, ankles on his shoulder and pussy hovering just over his muzzle. A single, gooey strand of her juices trickled out and landed on his lips.

He licked it up and immediately grabbed her by the hips and forced her to sit right down on his face his lips pressed to hers and his tongue probing deep. He ravaged her, nuzzling and parting her lips with his thumbs and even using his teeth to gently nibble and tug at the right times. Once he felt her moisture on his lips, he didn't stop, not even as Kentanni focused on his cock.

Therris was a consummate gentleman, so he focused more on what he was doing to Ithilwen than what Kentanni was doing to him. He was not shy about making a mess and tonnes of noise as he kissed and sucked and tongued her, loving every little yip and whimper and growl he got out of her. In fact, he was so fixated on it that he was able to keep an eye out on her; he waited until she threw her head back and went for a howl to reach up and toss a collar around her neck, expertly locking it in place and tugging on the attached leash before she had the reflexes to stop him.

When he pulled, she ended up on all fours with her pussy still pressed right against his muzzle, her head curled down. She tugged on the collar a bit to see just how tight it was, then growled playfully before rearing back up and continuing to ride his face, bouncing on his snout to feel his lips part hers and his muzzle push into her. She was quite capable and stretchy, but her lips dared not go any farther down his snout than the crest between his eyes. She was careful to grind just right so that the horn on his snout didn't snag on anything. Fortunately, it was blunt enough that it was just an incredibly intense bit of pressure right against her most sensitive passage inside.

Kentanni took this opportunity to crawl over Therris and line his fully-formed but slowly deflating flare right up under her tail, squeezing it with her hind legs to force the blood from it all while smearing him with some of the chocolate and strawberry flavoured potion onto it and herself. The topical application of it had an almost immediate effect on both of them. Her lips dilated and stretched with little to no resistance, while his cock adapted perfectly to pop inside of her, his member easily as thick as her upper thigh, giving her an impressive stretch accentuated by a clearly defined, flare-shaped bulge in her belly. She was much smaller than him, so the difference could be seen to all.

It also meant that she could only get halfway down his cock. Even with the Vore Juice potion, she only had enough room in her to handle his flare in her womb an half his length in her pussy. The rest of him, jewellery and all, just wouldn't fit. This didn't stop her from getting down on all fours on his belly and rocking back and forth into him, stroking his member with her entire body.

Naturally, this made Therris tense up. He was not trying to focus on the sensation of hippogryph flesh wrapped around his cock and stroking him, but it was hard not to considering how tight she was and how intense it felt. He gripped Ithilwen's leash a bit tighter and pushed a bit harder, eagerly muzzle fucking her as best he could, his stubby snout horn grinding against her g-spot, coaxing more and more juice and toe-curling yelps from her.

Ithilwen started huffing and biting the air with her ears back as she kept bouncing on him, revelling in every tongue lash of her depths and every subtle nibble of her folds. That was, until she fell down onto her belly, the angle forcing her loins to slide off his face, leaving her curled up on her side, twitching as pangs of pleasure lanced through her body.

At the same time, Therris's flare swelled to full girth inside Kentanni, giving her lower belly an almost-perfect flare shape. The pressure was likewise too much, and without him able to focus on holding her down as he once again came to the edge of climax, she shot off him and landed on his upper chest with her pussy gaping and a torrent of his precum bursting from her depths to land in a puddle between her rump and his fully engorged flare tip. Her pussy closed up quickly, but she wasn't paying attention to that. She immediately kicked off his chest and flew back over to the top of the shelf where she had left her goblet of potion, grabbing it to take it back to the other two.

Therris tugged on Ithilwen's collar. "Up." He commanded as he slid off the side of the bed and got down on his knees, his cock still firm as it could be. He roughly grabbed her knees and thighs, positioning her so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, her swollen lips right at his face level. She remained somewhat lost in her lingering pleasure, eyes only semi lucid and her tail held high behind her.

That was when Kentanni hovered over her, wings fluttering to keep her in place while she slowly poured some of her chocolate-flavoured potion down the canine's chest. The concoction soaked into Ithilwen's breasts and trickled over each and every strand of fur until it started to pool on her nether lips, a mess that Therris quickly lapped up, ensuring it all either got absorbed into Ithilwen or was sucked down his throat. Not a single drop would land on the carpet.

"Cookie." He moaned to himself in between empassioned kisses, "Chocolate covered, Strawberry flavoured cookie." He continued to lick, to nuzzle, and to rub his snout all up in Ithilwen, one arm wrapped around her thigh to keep her in place while the other kept a firm grip on her leash, his tongue dancing between her lips while he chocolate potion made a bit of a mess. Fortunately, it didn't soak into her fur, it just rolled off her so that all of it ended up absorbed either into her nipples or her plump pussy lips. All the while, his cock remained firm, not losing any of its rigidity. With him snout deep in her loins, his lust never wavered and his focus never faltered. And the more time he spent on her spade, the more his horn started to glow and hum, gently vibrating through them both.

But once Kentanni ran out of potion to pour, she tossed the chalice to the side and dive-bombed Ithilwen's breasts, burying herself between them on the canine's chest with enough force to knock her down. Ithilwen wanted to resist, to swat her away or at least cradle her on the way down but was simply lost in the sensation of Therris's tongue lost in her depths and the throbbing hum of his glowing horn cascading through his body into hers. She just let Kentanni tackle her onto the bed, where she flopped onto her back and whimpered a bit.

But then she shook that flutter off, regaining her lucidity. She loved having fun but wasn't the kind to lose herself. She determined the potions must have been giving her a more lovey-dovey demeanour when she normally had a bit more assertiveness, so she took a bit more control by crawling backwards on the bed in order to force Therris to follow her if he wanted to keep his tongue in her.

She kept her knees up, glared down over her breasts and past Kentanni, and yanked the leash out of Therris's hand. She removed the collar and motioned for him to come. "Now." She commanded.

He did as he as told, crawling up onto the bed to rest over top her, arms by her sides and knees under her legs. His cock was still at full mast, the flared tip drooling precum onto her lower belly and all over her lips. He was waiting for further commands but did press both of his palms against her lower belly, angling his wrists in a way that he could slip both of his thumbs into her to pry her open and let his drooling cock deposit his mess right into her.

Kentanni interrupted the both of them, her feathers standing on end. "You gonna go ahead without me?" She chirped before diving right in between Therris's cock and Ithilwen's pussy, getting soaked and smeared all over in the process. She then dove between Ithilwen's legs and buried her head between the canine's plump lips, beak rubbing her clit and tongue probing her depths.

Given the difference in size, Kentanni had no problem using her beak to ease Ithilwen open, allowing the thick spade vulva to slowly pass over her head. She was soaked in Therris's precum and leftovers from the potion that was still soaking into Ithilwen's flesh, so not only did her head pop into her with ease, but she had no problem twisting around and bobbing her head in and out.

At least, that was until Ithilwen clenched up, her opening clenching around Kentanni's neck, holding her head in like a knot. She wiggled her eyebrows at Therris and nodded, her gaze guiding his to Kentanni's exposed rump end.

The pair of them had a silent, non-verbal back and forth where Ithilwen was motioning for him to take action and for him to comically misunderstand what she was saying so he could drag it out a bit. All the while, Ithilwen kept her pussy's tight grip on Kentanni, holding the flailing hippogryph between her legs.

Eventually, Therris laughed and did as Ithilwen commanded. He was hesitant given the difference in size between he and Kentanni, but his flare was still fully engorged and he had remained on the cusp of climax this whole time. So, he collected as much of his leaking mess as he could, slapped it right between Kentanni's legs and under her tail, then squeezed his flare between his fingers and thumb to fit it in her slit.

She jumped and kicked, but then curled her toes into the fabric of the sheets when she finally felt his swollen head lurch into her and find its comfort within her. She hiked her tail up, spread and bent her legs, and assumed the position as best she could, eager to feel more. Her tiny little mare clit winked, spewing bits of her own fluids down the underside of his shaft as he flexed, his member throbbing and swelling inside her with every subtle beat of his heart.

Once he was sure he was not popping out, he wrapped each of his hands around Kentanni's waist to hold her in place as he bucked into her, his flare bursting through and into her womb on the first thrust. With that tying the pair of them together - there was no way a flare of that girth would slip through her again without having deflated post-climax - he let go of her and slid his hands down Ithilwen's inner thighs to wrap around her hips, using her for leverage for the next round.

Therris not only pumped himself into Kentanni's relatively small body, but his thrusts forced her head and body through Ithilwen's cookie, each new slam of his hips getting her just a little bit deeper.

The bulge in Kentanni's belly - the one that was perfectly shaped like the underside of a stallion flare - popped into Ithilwen, grinding against her clit on the way through. Therris did have to wrap both hands around Kentanni to hold the mini hippogryph's wings to her back as he continued, but once he saw her feathers get pushed gently and incrementally into Ithilwen's depths, he let go and simply covered Ithilwen, his chest to hers and both hands around her rump.

He kept thrusting, stuffing Kentanni just a bit deeper inside. The intense tightness of Kentanni's body wrapped around his member like a condom accented by Ithilwen's clenching loins was too much for him to resist. He was already nearing the edge when he popped into the hippogryph's equine lips, he couldn't possibly last too long.

The instant he forced the last of Kentanni into Ithilwen, and Ithilwen's flesh closed aroudn the base of his cock, his flare exploded to its full girth and firmness, his length twitching and pumping blast after blast of his built-up essence deep into both of them. The resulting cascade of cum splashed around Kentanni's womb, churning inside her, trapped there before the pressure built enough for it to squeeze out, burst down past his shaft, and explode from Kentanni's lips and into Ithilwen's, doing the same on its way out.

A huge mess sputtered and erupted from Ithilwen's cookie as Therris gave his final, firm thrusts into her. His shaft remained fully firm while his flare began to deflate and soften, allowing it to slip out of Kentanni on his half pull-out. He offered a few more thrusts to stuff the rest of Kentanni into Ithilwen's womb, leaving the hippogryph deep within Ithilwen, the canine's belly nice and round, her spade well glazed and messy.

"Let me handle that." Therris said as his softening member plopped out of Ithilwen's depths. She kept a firm grip on his collar and leash as he crawled backwards, courteously cleaning his mess with his tongue and lips. He did taste a bit of Kentanni's tail still in Ithilwen's passage, but a reverse contraction sucked the avian up and curled her into the fetal position inside, tugging the tail away.

Therris finished up, gulped down what he could, and crawled up next to Ithilwen, snuggling her with his hand on her unbirth-pregnant belly. He gave it a rub, felt Kentanni kick, and the two shared a cummy, messy kiss.

The pair of them spent the night atop the sheets, periodically cuddling, tasting each other, and even returning to have another go in the middle of the night. Something Therris joked must have been disturbing for Kentanni, having something slamming against her back every few seconds.

It wasn't until they finally curled up, Therris spooning Ithilwen, that he whispered in her ear. "You know, you taste like a chocolate-covered strawberry."It was the season of love and lust, after all.