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Chapter 13.6

"And that's when the bastard started beating away the tomb. I don't think I've seen us fuck up the talk with dead spell so much." Lyndis cackled, tossing back a glass of elven frostwine, the fruity flavor ever delightful on the tongue, sending shivers down her throat. "Then he finds out the big thing he's all frightened of? A bleeding bat, never lived it down." She found herself in the gryphon friend's tavern in the company of the gryphoness Natassa. She had read her friend's signs, old drops of words that led her back to this spot, she had time to kill before the mission so why not? Why not kill the nerves and relax before breaking into the castle.

She could have practiced with Arcturus, wrestled or trained her cantrips, though she'd instead chosen to relax. Hidden away in one of the gryphon rooms, she reclined in brown cushioned chairs, lined with gold stitching. The room around her was elegant, fit for traveling nobles more than the common riff raff. The air smelled of lavender mixed with earth, pleasing to the senses of her inebriated mind. Outside rain pattered against the glass, a storm from the gods, the perfect atmosphere to share a drink with an old friend, all to the light of mana lanterns.

"More please."

"Three already?" Natassa the gryphoness smirked, ruffling her feathery chest with a chirp, "You don't have to match me darling; your body isn't made for this."

"Oh, come off it, I can match you any Towerday through Moonday, Been drinking this stuff since I was fourteen."

The gryphoness was seated on a special chair for her kind, so that she could lay upon her belly. With a scaled hand she clasped a bottle of the fridged spirits, pouring the half-elf some into her glass. As the surface tinted with a cold touch she merely warbled, "What about the meeting, don't want to end up pissed do you?"

"Bah." She dismissed the concern, "Got a shot of ole leaf loves downstairs, that stuff will have you saying goodbye to whatever booze has you. Granted it's an instant hangover, but that's what the waters for." She flicked her waterskin, "Should fend off the worst of it."

"You formal dear, you're an adult." Natassa flicked her lion-like tail, regarding the mercenary with amusement, she'd known her all too well. "Fun back and forth with you earlier, fun thing you had with you. Thought he wanted to strangle or fuck me; I don't know which."

"Knowing his kind, probably both." She laughed, "Minotaur mating isn't the most loving sort of affair, with all the grunting and strength, someone always ends up with a broken bone."

"Sounds like fun."

"He hates being stabbed in the back though, threatened to slam his axe into my gut."

"I always liked danger." Natassa flicked her eyes with an amused chirp, "He has to catch me first. Reminds me of Drax, do you remember him? The one with all the hair down to his haunches?"

Right, that sure of himself elf, the one who was convinced he was right about everything, lecturing the group day in and out on why the elven way was superior. "Didn't we literally stab that bastard in the back?"

"I do believe he was rather shocked."

"Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy, he used to always go on about how my mother's blood tainted me."

"What did he know?" She sighed, gently fluffing her orange, gold and brown wings.

Lyndis found her eyes lingering upon the gryphoness as she rose her head, nights long since passed before her eyes. Gods she'd forgotten how beautiful she could be, the pristine feathers, the seductive voice and gleam of her eye, no sooner she had the half elf eating out of her talons a few years back.

"How about those other idiots with you? The dragon, knight and silly little dwarf. You should be having more fun."

"I'm having enough fun as it is." She mused, "They're a good lot, least they won't be trying to take the loot and leave me hanging."

"Even that knight?' she rose a brow, "Here I thought he was a paladin of Lumara."

"Arcturus?" Lyndis paused, looking into her glass. Maybe a few weeks ago she'd have thought that, but not after all they'd been through. She watched the man go from a loyal dog of the military to one she could trust with her life, one that would choose what was right over his duty. "He's different now, sweet guy, oblivious though."

"Oblivious how?" Natassa leaned in with perked ears, her feathers standing up, "Like easy to pick pocket oblivious, I love men like that?"

"Nothing too valuable." She scoffed, "Already checked it out, calm your tits." She pushed the gryphoness away, the dark beak giving her a pleased laugh.

"Knew you hadn't lost your touch."

"He's oblivious of our dragon with us. The two meatheads are swooning on each other something awful but don't notice it."

"A dragon and a knight, not to mention a Lund of all people? Sounds rather salacious."

"I want to just take the idiots and smash them together, force them to kiss, fuck and be done with it."

Natassa sighed into her glass, "True love. Do you remember those nights?"

"I do." Lyndis blushed at her hungry glare.

"How long do you have?" She rose from her chair with a seductive chirp, sliding her way to Lyndis' side with a sway of her haunches.

"Bunch of hours."

"So plenty, sounds like you could use a little gryphon to ease the tension before the mission." She slid around her with a husky trill, her intent clear within the mana lantern lit eyes.

The rogue found herself trembling as warmth spread through her, lustful thoughts creeping into her more rational ones. She knew what the gryphoness was doing, she'd seen her do it to far too many people over the years, herself including. Cheeks burned as old memories flashed, of pleasured nights fraught with trembles, cries of passion and clutching this gryphoness' head. Her hands drifted through Natassa's feathers, a shiver traveling down her spine at the familiar earthy scent, "What did you have in mind?"

"Nothing much." Natassa nibbled at Lyndis' ear, drawing a pleased gasp from the half-elf's lips, the gryphon cooed at her success, "That's still a weak spot huh?"

"I hate you." Lyndis moaned as the gryphon grasped her side with a hand, nibbling her ear once more.

"Such lies my sweet thing, the best fingers to unlock the greatest of prizes." Another nibble came to her hair, as a talon gently massages her side, delicate, but aware of what she entailed.

Be it the drink or grateful to see her friend once more, Lyndis spun around to caress her friend's head, scratching at her head feathers,

When Natassa rose her beak with a warble, Lyndis gave her a soft kiss, blushing as the gryph's crown feathers rose like they always did, blood rushed to her flesh with desire.

"Just a quick one, we can't get too distracted." She traced a talon around Lyndis' chin with a confident coo, "I know how weak your legs can get when I'm done."

"Of course not. We have things to do." Lyndis replied softly, scratching the gryphon's chin.

With a chirp, the gryphoness guided Lyndis to the bed, tossing her onto the sheets with a fluff of her wings. Pale blue eyes glistened with hunger as she took in the half-elf's form, "I do think you're over dressed dear." Talons grabbed hold of her waist, delicately peeling back her trousers to expose her rump to the open air.

This was happening, Lyndis groaned, she spread her legs, the gentle cold of the room teasing her moistening lips. "Not all of us can be so naked." She groaned as Natassa padded her way over, "I wanted to catch up with you, look at where we are."

"So, you have." The gryphoness tossed her thing to the floor, running a talon tenderly along the rogue's flesh, "Is it so wrong I wish to make you feel good? To have you trembling with desire, screaming my name?"

She eyed the gryphs swaying hips, the lion like hidden paws that flexed like a predator, she knew what she wanted. "Only cause you want me to return the favor."

"Perceptive." Natassa gave her a wink, "I wasn't kidding when I said you have the fingers and tongue of a goddess."

Heart beating ever faster at that, Lyndis removed her tunic, exposing her chest to the open air. She'd be lying if the pleased coo that came from the gryphoness' beak didn't make her strike a pose and give her the seductive bedroom eyes.

"Still as beautiful as ever." Natassa grabbed her gently by the back, tilting her head and giving the woman the deepest, tongue kiss the gryphon could muster.

Though it was awkward with the hard beak, desire more than made up for it. When the rogue was pressed back down to the bed she was panting with desire, her flesh trickling with tiny sparks of pleasure as the gryphoness loomed over her. There was no denying that if Natassa touched her now, she would be slick and ready. The blushing rogue closed her eyes and grabbed hold of thick feathers, running her fingers through them, losing herself to the pleased grunts and groans issued from them both.

"Such sweet sounds." Natassa pulled back to admire the bare woman before her, nipples ever hard, they exchanged a look of desire with one another, an understanding passing.

"I am the one in charge." Lyndis spoke firmly, eyes steeling as the gryphon humored her, she knew from this position, her strength and demeanor, Natassa was more than capable of playing the leading role.

"Very well my highness." Natassa held the rogue's chin, pressing forward to steal another kiss, "What do you desire of me?"

Lyndis grabbed hold of her neck, "I think it's time you got a taste of half-elf, no?"

Eyes flicked down, she gave a husky warbly, "I do like the taste of needy princess."

"Then get down there." Lyndis hissed to her beak, "Show me why they say bards have a silver tongue."

Filling the air with lustful growls and gryphon speech, Natassa crept ever lower, ears perked and easy for Lyndis to rest her hand between. The catbird held her sides, carefully without piercing her flesh. Forceful to let the princess know she wasn't going anywhere. Her tongue found the rogue's nipples, teasing them with gentle slurps of her tongue. Each caress had the half-elf squirming, cheeks ever red as she bit her lip. The gryphon continued with a prideful smirk, ever slowly continuing until Lyndis' broke down and gave a heartfelt moan.

"You...ah." Lyndis couldn't escape the powerful grip holding her, pleasuring assaulting her in waves. This gryphon knew everything about her, where to touch, lick or nibble. Her head pressed to the sheets as Natassa controlled her, even nibbling upon her tender flesh with her beak, not enough to draw blood, but enough to have Lyndis' singing her praises.

Natassa went from one pleasure button to the next, locking eyes with the panting humanoid in her grasp as she dragged her tongue along her flesh. This was a game to her, to watch her squirm and gasp in pleasure, one she was more than willing to draw out.

The princess was trapped, lightning coursing through her with every tender slurp, pulling moans from her lips. This wasn't even the main event, that had her heart racing, anticipation mixed with excitement upon her thoughts. What dignity would she lose to this institutional beast, how many times would she sing? She was subjected to this for several minutes, locked within pleasured bliss, only able to gain some semblance of control with a shaky voice, "Lower."

Working her way down, Natassa's tongue took the scenic route as she danced across the woman's tender flesh. Every detour and twist had her gasping, trembling, panting for more. Her flesh now was ever sensitive to the touch, begging for more, she was almost begging by the time Natassa eyed her prize, drifting down between her legs.

The gryphons eyes soaked in Lyndis' panting form, a predator with her prey within her gaze. She licked her beak, reading the thick musk and desire that was upon the air. She spread the woman's legs, getting into position, beak wide open.

Lyndis bit her lip in anticipation, counting the seconds before contact, she cried out in pleasure as that gryphon's tongue found her pussy, teasing the lips with her thin but dexterous tongue. It dragged along the outer edges, each moment sending sparks of sinful delight through her, she sang, groaned, squirming legs wrapping around the gryphon's neck as she found her clit, more accurately she never lost it.

She was wracked with pleasure as Natassa subjected it to quickened licks, each one leaving her shaking, trembling, but her captor would not bend or beak. She was held, a prisoner to her tongue, moaning her name. She cursed that tongue as it drifted within her, teasing at her inner walls, nothing was denied the catbird, she knew just how to please her.

Their combined sounds of pleasure rebounded off the walls, intermixed with wet slurps that would make anyone blush. The bed groaned beneath the pair as they continued this lewd dance for several minutes longer. Gryphon ears twitched, eyes closed in delight, both were in a state of bliss that neither wanted to leave. However, all good things needed to come to an end.

There was an overpowering warmth within her core, ever building with every pleasurable shock. Lyndis clenched tight her eyes as this storm grew within her, raging, powerful, unable to be contained much longer. Every sense was magnified as she sang Natassa's name, feeling her impending climax coming. She was panting like a mare in heat, her thighs shaking with pleasure, she arched her back, inner walls convulsed and sprayed the gryphon's tongue in her pleasured juices.

"Look at that, you taste as well as I remember." Natassa pulled away with a pleased look about her beak, licking her tongue along the surface, she admired her handiwork with crown feathers rising, a red faced, panting Lyndis, overcome with pleasure, "I never tire of that face."

"I love it when you do that." Lyndis panted, hand on her chest, coming down from her great high. However, she knew her job was not done, the gryphon rested a hand upon the bed, tail flicking as she waited ever patiently. The rogue blushed at her hungry expression, that musky scent upon the air, Natassa wanted her to beg.

"Natassa?" she said softly.

"Yes?' Purred the catbird.

"I'd like to taste gryphon if you would." She pat the bed.

"I thought you'd never ask." She leaped onto the sheets with a creak, thankfully the frame was able to support her. The gryphon rolled to her back, spreading her beautiful wings wide. Lust hot as the sun burned within those eyes as she gave the half-elf a seductive smirk. Ears perks as she spread her muscular thighs wide, giving her as much access as was required.

Her pussy was dripping wet, glistening in the mana lantern light. It was like a canine's, the shape of a spade and pure black. It was made to hold their mate's knots and ensure each drop of seed was loosed into their depths, or in this case, half-elf tongues.

Natassa's tail lounged out below her, a path to her sex, a hand rested upon her belly as she gestured Lyndis forward, "There we are dear, all the gryphon you could eat."

"How thoughtful of you." Lyndis muttered, meeting her pale blue gaze, that hungry glint making the rogue blush out of instinct. From this angle and the mana lantern light, she was the most beautiful creature she'd ever seen. Tender hands made to pick locks and perform sleight of hand moved along to their target. Fingers brushed against the moist fur around her folds feeling the heat coming off her, the scent so alluring it would pull anyone in. So, she went in.

Lyndis watched as her fingers teased the soft flesh, drawing a pleasing song from the gryphon's beak, one she'd heard too many times before. She spread that spade apart as she neared, each breath filled with the gryphon's lust, there would be no going back, nor did she wish to. As the gryphon above her panted with need and anticipation, she pressed forward. The gasp that came was music to her ears.

"Oh Lyndis." Natasssa groaned with hooded eyes, laying her head back as the air filled with dutiful slurps of the half-elf's tongue. Her wings trembled with every delve into her honey pot, now her turn to be trapped in desire as the skilled rogue worked.

She dragged her tongue along those thick folds, savoring the taste of an aroused gryphoness, it was sweet, lingered on the tongue and inspired one lick right after the other. Each one had her chest swelling in pride, delighting in how she made Natassa's hind legs tremble on their own accord. Spurred on by this she delved ever deeper into her depths, tracing the ridged walls meant to hold their partner's knots. She was unsurprised as a taloned hand found the back of her head and held firm. She only pulled back to take breaths, knowing just how to please her, the gryphoness' song a drug that she could always use more of.

"You haven't lost your touch dear." She whimpered in between her open beaked calls and gasping for air. "We should catch up more often."

In silence she continued, subjecting the gryphon to what she'd been forced to endure. The air was fraught with gryphon songs and sounds in Tweetish, any sense of rational thought gone with grunts and groans. As talons dug gently into her scalp and Natassa mashed her against her sex, she knew it was time. The rogue smirked, already feeling the gentle vibrations that would build into a powerful earthquake.

"Lyndis...I'm going to." Beak fell open, ears pinned to the back of her head as the gryphon's entire lower body quivered and screeched her ecstasy. "Oh gods!"

She readjusted herself, arms wrapping around the gryphon's thighs, holding as her body convulsed in powerful spasms. Her inner walls, moist and dripping, convulsed in violent spasms around her tongue. Natassa's coming screech came out so loudly there was no way the other rooms hadn't heard them. Lyndis had her lips and entire chin drenched in a tidal wave of gryphon arousal. The rogue slowly pulled her head back to look upon her success, tongue hanging from her beak, eyes closed in satisfaction. "Now I remember why I like you."

"I know the neighbors probably don't." Lyndis licked her lips, crawling up to the gryphon's side and flopping down against her feathery body. "Think you damn near woke everyone up."

"Bah, they're used to it my sweet. Let them grow envious of your skill, Lyndis gryphoness tongue." Natassa dipped her head, affectionately nibbling upon her partner's hair. "I have part a mind to convince you to come with me after you're done with this caper of yours."

"You wish." Lyndis sighed, enjoying the sensation upon her, like gentle tugging, certainly not unpleasant. She returned the affectionate gesture, by stroking underneath the gryphon's soft neck. It was hard to not chortle as pleasing, soft trills came to grace her ears.

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