{"sf1_id":2263075,"sf2_id":"ZmMj82Ln","title":"Runed","author":"Luvian","words":4467,"posted_at":"2025-06-21T15:33:02.000Z","tags":["Anal","Anal Knotting","Biting","Breeding","Cock Worship","Collar","Compassion","Consensual","Couple","Cuddling","Cum","Cum Inflation","Deep Throat","Domination/Submission","Fellatio","Furry","Gay Relationships","Gryphon","Hug","Impregnation","Kissing","Love","M/M","Male Pregnancy","Mating","Pet","Sex","Size Difference","Size Queen","Snuggles","Stretching","Teasing","Wolfbird"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2263075-runed","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZmMj82Ln","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0f/8f/0f8f30fa-9e3e-43c0-a81f-bf65356270dc","description":"Rune and Luvian have been in a loving, yet fairly casual relationship for a while. A perfect time for them to suddenly face a surprise they welcome with open arms.","content":"Luvian sighed happily as he nuzzled into the side of Rune's neck, huffing as one of the gryphon's arms wrapped around him and pulled the wolfbird tighter to his side, letting out a quiet,\u0026nbsp;rumbling purr.  \n  \n“Feeling affectionate today, huh Luvi?\"  \n  \nTurning his head to rest it on the smaller hybrid, he continued. “Not that I mind, it's cute when\u0026nbsp;you start begging for my attention.\"  \n  \nGrumbling halfheartedly, Luvian tried pulling away as a response. Rune only squeezed him tighter for a moment, before tugging at a collar, matching the gryphon's feathers, that wrapped around\u0026nbsp;the wolfbird's neck. “Now now, Luvi. None of that.\" the regal hybrid crooned, before nipping at one fluffy grey ear. “You're stuck as my little snugglepet until further notice now.\"  \n  \nHe paused for a moment, as though thinking something through. “Unless you'd rather I have you\u0026nbsp;sit somewhere else for the rest of the day?~\"  \n  \nBlushing, Luvian quietly pressed back into Rune's side, lightly guided by the talons in his collar. The accessory marked him as the gryphon's hen, gender-neutral as the term was when it came\u0026nbsp;to their relationship. Most days, it just meant he technically was the royal male's responsibility, in\u0026nbsp;charge of the wolfbird's state, his health, his actions. The one Luvian took advantage of the most\u0026nbsp;was the ability to freely cuddle and show affection without recompense, even in otherwise\u0026nbsp;unacceptable situations (dinners, meetings, etc.). Others were more subtle, like the presents and\u0026nbsp;services he enjoyed, though he was sometimes fine without them. Rune's presence was the main benefit.  \n  \nThey'd been friends for at most a year before the wolfbird had admitted his feelings about the gryphon. Feelings reciprocated in equal measure, and which had eventually led to their current relationship as it stood. In any case, on most days like this, they ended with the pair curled up together beneath a blanket. Love and affection easily shared, words and affections laced with their care for the other.  \n  \nThere were also the rarer days. Days that ended quite differently. Days that ended with Luvian\u0026nbsp;clenched down, bulging around a thick, knotted gryphon cock, bloated from the large, dense load\u0026nbsp;of virile seed pumped into his belly. Neck and shoulders marked with talons and beak to mark\u0026nbsp;and more publicly denote their type of relationship. It could be a tossup what kind of day this\u0026nbsp;would be. While sometimes those rarer days were marked with possessiveness, motions to keep\u0026nbsp;him pinned in their nest or contained in his grasp. Other times, it was like this, gentle affection,\u0026nbsp;nibbled ears and crooned words. A snuggle that could become tighter should the mood arise.\u0026nbsp;Either way, those rare days were commonly followed by apologies from Rune to a bloated,\u0026nbsp;moaning wolfbird, affection more heavily bestowed and freely given.  \n  \nOn the other hand, Luvian found the words spoken and deeds performed in those moments utterly _enticing_. Not that he didn't absolutely adore these softer moments, the constant love that they shared with each other. But sometimes he just seemed to want something those dominant,\u0026nbsp;feral moods sated. A mood that ended with his nerves tingling and his belly swirling with emotion. Today, though, was not one of those days for him. Cuddling up against his warm,\u0026nbsp;comforting Master was more than enough for him, especially on a lazy day like the one they\u0026nbsp;currently enjoyed.  \n  \nMumbling a few nonsense words, Luvian nuzzled deeper into Rune's soft, dense neck ruff, arms\u0026nbsp;draping over his torso. All while he let the spice of the gryphon's scent envelop his senses. While\u0026nbsp;the feathers were soft, the muscles beneath were not, visible when arms curled or legs kicked.\u0026nbsp;All covered by red, brown and gold, glossy feathers that made Rune look like the epitome of a\u0026nbsp;handsome gryphon.  \n  \nAs though he could hear the wolfbird gushing over him in his mind, the larger male\u0026nbsp;chuckled, pulling Luvian into his lap. Grinning mischievously at the surprised chirp he got in\u0026nbsp;response, Rune gave a\u0026nbsp;soft kiss to his pet's nose, meeting that curious golden-eyed gaze with his\u0026nbsp;own emerald orbs. Before dipping his head down to meet the hybrid in a passionate kiss.\u0026nbsp;Slipping his tongue into Luvian's mouth, slotting his face against the wolfbird's as he deepened\u0026nbsp;the kiss, bulging out the grey-furred throat, marking it lewdly as his, while talons curled about\u0026nbsp;the small, submissive male. Pricking against the base of Luvian's skull, around his ears. Another\u0026nbsp;set pressed flat in the space between the wolfbird's fluttering, quivering wings. Keeping them\u0026nbsp;pressed in the hungry, possessive declaration of love.\u0026nbsp;Luvian's own paws were clutching at Rune's back, clenching and relaxing in time with the\u0026nbsp;thump of the gryphon's heartbeat as his thoughts fuzzed over. Taloned feet moving to wrap\u0026nbsp;around his Master's waist, moans swallowed by the beak enveloping his muzzle. His eyes rolled\u0026nbsp;back, vision blurring as darkness began to creep into his vision. Each heartbeat was another\u0026nbsp;shade of darkness. Another moment closer to passing out in the talons of his loving gryphon\u0026nbsp;as….  \n  \nThe kiss was broken off, Rune seeming barely phased as Luvian panted, whining as he buried his\u0026nbsp;face back in the gryphon's feathery neck. Trying to calm as he gulped down more air, only for\u0026nbsp;some of it to escape in a squeak as the talons on his back slid down to squeeze at his rump. A\u0026nbsp;signal they weren't yet done.  \n  \n“I've got a special little treat for you, Luvi~\"  \n  \nWith that, the wolfbird was flipped upside down. Muzzle squishing against the heavy, throbbing bulge trapped in Rune's pants. Threatening to break free with each pulse of the gryphon's\u0026nbsp;beating heart,\u0026nbsp;everything ready to escape at a moment's notice. Before the talon's of one hand reached\u0026nbsp;around Luvian's head to begin unbuttoning the covering. The barest amount of effort needed as\u0026nbsp;each button exposed musky fur, bulging flesh. Until the entire package was bared with a little\u0026nbsp;shift of hips to dislodge everything. The hot, virile package exposed to the cool air, while spiced,\u0026nbsp;intoxicating scents began to tease at Luvian's nose. Moving his head closer, mouth watering, the\u0026nbsp;wolfbird began to rub his face against the thick sheath, paws reaching down to caress the heavy,virile orbs below.  \n  \nThen he got a much more concentrated dose as talons gripped at the back of his head, and_\u0026nbsp;pressed\u0026nbsp;_down. _Smushing_ Luvian's face against his heft, smearing Rune's musk across his\u0026nbsp;muzzle. Before his head was carefully aimed, directed, and the gryphon pushed harder, making\u0026nbsp;his nose meet the tip before it was shoved into that lustful oasis. Lips pressing against the prize\u0026nbsp;within.  \n  \nThe hybrid's resolve instantly crumbled into dust. Tail beginning to swish as his muscles gave\u0026nbsp;up, going limp while he nuzzled and licked, worshiping the inside of his lover's sheath, the flare\u0026nbsp;of his cock, the flavor of it staining his tongue while his face was stained by the concentrated,\u0026nbsp;heady musk within. The pleasure-filled nirvana making him whine joyfully as he tried to push\u0026nbsp;deeper, immediately stopped by the space already being taken up by the hefty breeding tool of\u0026nbsp;the gryphon.  \n  \nRune took the time to scritch Luvian behind the ears, all while pinning him down, keeping the\u0026nbsp;wolfbird from getting a breath of fresh air. Watching as the hybrid squirmed and let out muffled\u0026nbsp;noises, mind clearly bending from the pressure of gryphon musk. His lust growing at the sight,\u0026nbsp;desire burgeoning, he uttered a single word, no more than a low growl in his chest.  \n  \n“Suck.\"  \n  \nLuvian automatically obeyed, opening his mouth as much as he could with it restrained. Taking that wide flare into his mouth to suck and lick, worshipping over it as best he could with such a\u0026nbsp;fat sheath tight around his muzzle. Each drag of his tongue over the breeding tool granted renewed vigor, the wolfbird renewed by the heavenly nectar coating his tongue. His tail swished in ecstasy until Rune wrapped it about one hand, keeping him trapped, subject to his whims.  \n  \nA chuckle vibrated his chest, and through the wolfbird. “Good hen.\"  \n  \nSoon such worship gave results as the breeder gryphon unsheathed down Luvian's throat,another shackle to keep the hybrid in place. Not that he'd want to do anything besides worship and be his Master's hen, but that was besides the point. The point was how utterly _divine_ it felt to\u0026nbsp;have his throat bulging around Rune's cock. How his thoughts clouded into a thick fog with each\u0026nbsp;inhalation, each time that musk was brought into his lungs, undiluted by the air outside. And as\u0026nbsp;that shaft grew to its full length, throbbing and drooling precum inside the wolfbird, how that\u0026nbsp;knot pressed against Luvian's lips, demanding entry despite the challenges that would be faced,the damage that could occur.  \n  \nHe tried to wrap his mouth around it, tried to lock it behind his teeth, only for talons to firmly dig into his scruff, and drag him free despite his protests, whining up as his Master as he was pulled out of the gryphon's sheathe. Inch by thick, heavy inch of Rune's cock revealed as the hybrid was pulled off of it, the thick spire of lust leaving his throat making the wolfbird _whine_, begging and squirming before Rune's talons further dug into his scruff.  \n  \n“Calm. I do not intend to waste my seed down your throat, as good as it is. I wish to see your\u0026nbsp;rump stretch, my lovely hen.\"  \n  \nLuvian was flipped around, head pressed against one of Rune's shoulders while his own became\u0026nbsp;a rest for Rune's beak. Talons curling around grey-furred hips while muscled thighs spread\u0026nbsp;smaller ones wide. It let the thick slab of gryphon cock come between the duo's legs, only to fall\u0026nbsp;under its own weight. Slapping against the wolfbird's belly, flare pressing against his chest. A\u0026nbsp;throbbing, hot weight that pulsed in time with the heartbeat that thundered in that broad chest.  \n  \nThe knot that had so recently been pressed against the hybrid's lips was still hidden away, though heavily swelling out the sheathe that had so recently had a wolfbird's muzzle stuffed inside it. Each second was a chance for it to brush against Luvian's inner thighs. A chance to show just how much the hybrid would be required to _stretch._  \n  \nHis mouth dry, the wolfbird reached out a shaking paw, and caressed that breeding pole, unable\u0026nbsp;to even get his paw halfway around the fat cock. Watching with bated breath as a thick, dense\u0026nbsp;load of pre leaked from the tip, glistening against the spit-shined cock as it trailed down its\u0026nbsp;length.  \n  \nRune nipped his shoulder as a response for such a touch.  \n  \n“You won't need your paws for that, my little Luvi~\"  \n  \nNibbling at the junction between neck and shoulder, the teasing, panting gryphon made sure to\u0026nbsp;further reduce Luvian into a mumbling, panting mess.  \n  \n“We will need this though.\"  \n  \nA leash clicked onto the wolfbird's collar. Luvian's pupils blew wide as his arousal spiked\u0026nbsp;further, putting him on the razor edge of a cliff. Rune tugged on it, and the hybrid came.  \n  \nTheir position meant the gryphon was untouched by the wolfbird's seed, who took the opportunity to bite into Luvian's shoulder, marking him (as he often did) as belonging to the larger\u0026nbsp;male. Eventually, the hybrid came down from his high, panting and gasping before letting out a soft croon as he melted back into that toned chest. Neck sore, but tail swishing slowly as he floated in a mild nirvana.  \n  \n“Such a good hen for me~\" Rune purred, while his talons lightly pricked at Luvian's hips. “But you still have more work to do.\"  \n  \nThe words were nearly unintelligible to the wolfbird, but that didn't mean the tone left him\u0026nbsp;clueless as to his immediate future. Especially as the gryphon lifted him up, with seemingly no\u0026nbsp;effort, and seated him directly on his flare, held up by a set of talons.  \n  \nHeat radiated from it. Down to Luvian's talons, burrowed into his back and radiating up his spine. Shuddering, the hybrid moaned, paws gripping at Rune's biceps while he held back his desire to work himself down at his own pace. He belonged to the gryphon, and he set the speed. Meanwhile, his Master had snuck the end of the leash into his beak, and pulled it taut, growling deep in his chest as his eyes glowed with possessive desire. Then he began to drag Luvian _down._  \n  \nDespite the fact that Luvian had taken the intimidating spire before, it didn't exactly mean much when Rune was as _endowed_ as he was. Sure, the wolfbird could be considered stretchy, especially considering he was even able to take the entire shaft in the first place, but that didn't translate into 'easily fitting a flare that felt as thick as his thigh.'  \n  \nWhich was where Rune's muscles came in. While not any sort of bodybuilder, or even heavily\u0026nbsp;built, the larger male was still toned, and with gravity's aid could certainly generate the force needed to make things _fit._  \n  \nWithin a few minutes of tugging, _of pulling_, there was wet, slurping _squelch_ as the flare was\u0026nbsp;_squashed_ inside, followed by the next inch or so. The size of it immediately _pushed_ out the\u0026nbsp;wolfbird's lower belly in an imitation of what now rested inside. Luvian groaned at the\u0026nbsp;sensations now pressing at his consciousness, eyes fluttering and mouth open until a tug of his\u0026nbsp;leash made him focus back on Rune's glittering eyes.  \n  \n“You're not checking _out_ until my knot checks _in_.\" The gryphon growled around the strip of  \nleather. “Now be my good little egghen and _relax_.\"  \n  \nHe punctuated his statement with a thrust of his hips, synchronized to a tug on the wolfbird's  \nleash. The action slid Luvian down to the top of the gryphon's first ridge. There were multiple  \nalong the underside of Rune's shaft, running from top to bottom and only broken up by the  \nmedial ring and the knot. From personal experience the hybrid could say that they felt utterly  \n_divine_. Barely noticeable and smooth going in, due to their shape, and raking his nerves _raw_ as  \nthey were pulled back out. Each time the sensations made him clench down, moaning and….  \n  \nHe relaxed, consumed by the sensations, and Rune took the opportunity to thrust once more,  \nbouncing the hybrid on his cock. The first ridge sank in, and Luvian squeaked out in shock.  \nSmiling, the wolfbird's Master continued to bounce the hybrid stretched around his tip, until  \nLuvian came again, clenching down and spurting out another load over his chest while Rune let  \nout a low, guttural noise that rattled in the back of his throat.  \n  \n_“Good hen.\"_  \n  \nThe leash was tugged again, muscles shifting as the grey-furred male was pushed back down,  \nthen drawn back up. Milking the wolfbird's orgasm, drawing it out. All while the opportunity  \nwas taken to shove the next couple of ridges into the shuddering, insensate hybrid. His clenching  \nmuscles were no match for the power of the gryphon, the size of the breeding tool stuffed inside.  \nThe bulge in the grey-furred belly pushed higher, still defined stiffly even as precum began to  \ndrip and drool from their joining, staining both of their thighs.  \n  \nHis talons curling in ecstasy, Luvian finally came down from his climax, limply pressed against  \nhis Master, panting. Another tug of the leash kept his eyes raised up, locked with Rune's emerald  \norbs, making them drown in the depths of the love and affection that was held within the green.  \nIt was glorious, breathtaking, and had he the ability, he'd kiss the stunning gryphon right then  \nand there. Instead he ground against the ridge as best he could, even while still held by talons.  \nEventually, Luvian and Rune heard a lewd _shllk_ as it was worked inside.  \n  \n“Teasing little _hen_.\" Rune growled, “This means punishment.\"  \n  \nPunishment?  \n  \nLuvian was confused for all of a moment before the gryphon _surged_ upward from his position  \nsitting down, talons keeping the wolfbird from sliding up or down his shaft as he pinned the  \nhybrid down. His beak opening, the leash falling from it, Rune began to _slam_ into his pet.  \nLuvian's own jaws gaping as he was roughly and overwhelmingly _fucked_. Ridge after ridge  \nbeing shoved in and out of his body, slipping and sliding inside the increasingly loosened hole.  \nEventually the medial ring was reached, and the wolfbird simply was given a _harsher_ pounding,  \nhips slamming against grey-furred cheeks until it _popped_ inside, and Rune's hips continued on.  \n  \nHis belly bloated, still shaped by gryphon cock. Luvian groaned, paws clutching at tensed,  \nred-feathered shoulders as his eyes lidded, going blank. All while that medial ring meant less  \nprecum could be worked loose, the distinct shape inside the hybrid growing soft, slowly  \nrounding out as everything was kept _in_. Each thrust of feathered thighs further breaking in the  \nwolfbird, who could only stare dazedly into his Master's piercing gaze. Submitting further as his  \ntongue weakly lolled out of his mouth. Speech was beyond him. He could only moan and  \nwhimper in pleasure and submissive delight.  \n  \nMore and more cock was pushed into Luvian's body, the combination of both it and precum  \nmaking the hybrid appear rounded by a heavy, overfilling meal. The bulge rippling from all the  \nfluid inside sloshing about as Rune continued to _move_. The wolfbird couldn't think or even make  \na noise, gasping for air even as it was shoved _out_ of him.  \n  \nClenching down, he was dragged into a third orgasm, dry by now. His nerves raw and _tingling_ as  \nhe tumbled deeper into a pit of servitude and worship. Paws twitching as they lay at his sides,  \nfallen from Rune's forearms. He only moved them again when the massive knot at the base of his  \nMaster's length began to slam into his rump, wrapping his arms weakly about Rune's neck to try  \nand pull his face closer.  \n  \nAll the while, Rune was just as nonverbal as the wolfbird, though his voice had disappeared to  \noverwhelming dominating desire rather than any sort of submission. Snarling and lightly digging  \nhis talons into furry hips, making sure Luvian kept _still_ and _wanting_. The tugs from his hen were  \neventually rewarded, as the gryphon swooped down and captured his pet's mouth with his beak.  \nTongue wrestling with the other hybrid's until it lay flat in submission, so he could stuff his own  \ndown the wolfbird's _throat_. Claiming his upper half as much as he was claiming the lower,  \nmaking that biteable neck _bulge_ in a mirror of what he was doing with his cock. Just as  \ndomineering, passionate, and _obscene_ as their breeding.  \n  \nAll the while, hips slammed into hips, hefty churning balls _smacking_ against a grey rump.  \nDemanding entrance for the swollen, massive _knot_ that _would_ be allowed to break open Luvian's  \nhole. The wolfbird himself was nearly unconscious from everything at this point, whining  \nweakly into Rune's beak like the needy hen he _was_, letting himself be utterly _bred._\u0026nbsp;Filled and  \nused and _taken_ by the growling, elegant gryphon he so completely _adored_….  \n  \nThump.  \n  \nThump.  \n  \n_Thump_.  \n  \n_THUMP_.  \n  \n_SHHHRRRLLKKKKK….. POP!_  \n  \nThe sheer size was audible around the room, the sound of it breaking open Luvian's rear and  \nforcing itself inside. Recognizable as the sound of a claimed hen. All while the small hybrid was  \npushed yet again over the edge, clenching and twitching while Rune slowly, teasingly pulled  \naway from the kiss. Letting the wolfbird writhe around his cock in ecstasy while he took in the  \nsights. Bulging from pelvis to chest, rounded with precum and yet still with the breeding tool  \nfairly noticeable. Though not as much as the _obscene_ knot that kept everything locked tight.  \nSilence reigned as the gryphon's chest heaved from exertion, all while staring down at what was  \n_his_.  \n  \nBefore he fell upon the wolfbird once more, growling deeper than ever as he clamped his beak  \nabout the junction of Luvian's neck and shoulder, biting _hard_ as his sac clenched, _pulsed_….  \n  \nAnd the gryphon _came_.  \n  \nThere was a small delay between each clench of that fat, heavy sac and the seed being _dumped_  \ninto Luvian's gut. The reason could've been anything. The _amount_ that was flooding in, how  \n_dense_ it was, or simply how _long_ it had to travel between Rune's body and Luvian's. In any case,  \nsuch a distinction didn't matter, when the result was the same. The hybrid's swollen belly  \n_exploded_ in size at record speed, gurgling and sloshing with thick gryphon cum. The noises  \nleaving him were lewd to say the least, each spurt heralding another growth in size, pushing out  \nthe wolfbird's belly like he was speedrunning carrying a clutch. With such heavy, thick seed it  \nwas no surprise it barely held its shape before collapsing, spilling over the hybrid's size even as it  \ncontinued to rise like a loaf of bread. Smushing up against Rune's toned middle while it's hot,  \ncomforting weight began to warm him up. Starting from the center, of course, before radiating  \noutward.  \n  \nMoaning softly as he continued to feel spurt after spurt of his Master's seed be gifted to him,  \nLuvian let his eyes slide shut as the liquid warmth tugged at his mind, numbed his body.  \nThoughts drifting and spiraling away into the ether as his mind slowed down to a crawl. Before  \nhe fell into unconsciousness, the wolfbird swore he felt Rune begin to thrust again, without ever  \ntruly pulling out, but before he could verify it his mind gave out, and Luvian went limp in  \ncatatonic bliss.  \n  \n~~~~~~~~~~~~  \n  \nWhen the hybrid awoke, there was a throbbing, pleasant ache all over his body. Concentrated  \npartially around his neck and about and beneath his tail, signalling the blatant workout he'd been  \ngiven, as well as the mark that now graced his body along with the collar. Still, he refused to  \nactually awaken, eyes wound shut as he groaned. Something inside him twinged.  \n  \n“Shhh, my lovely. You need to relax.\"  \n  \nRune's voice was slow, rumbling. Vibrating against Luvian's ear, letting him know he was laying  \non his Master's chest. It took a while for the hybrid to drag himself from the void of  \nunconsciousness, especially as he began to register the feeling of talons running up and down the  \nback of his head, down his neck , between his shoulder blades. Raising his head made him  \nwince, a whine deep in his throat coming out.  \n  \n“Shhhh, relax….\" Rune crooned, resting his head on the wolfbird's, and using it to keep Luvian's  \nhead pressed down into his chest. Forced to hear the gryphon's strong heartbeat. “It's been a bit,  \nyou need to recover from everything.\"  \n  \n_'Everything?'_  \n  \nUsually this wasn't something he had to deal with after such a rough fuck. Sure, he'd be sore, but  \nnot to this level, and not kept still by his lover.  \n  \nA noise from below showed that while Rune was laying down on their couch, with his upper half  \npropped up on an arm and with Luvian's head against his upper chest, the wolfbird himself was  \nnot. He was draped over his gurgling, taut belly, stretched out and smushed against the floor. It  \nwas larger than any previous climax of their passion, and as the hybrid looked, wide-eyed, he  \ncould feel the hot, dense cum inside him churn just from that small movement, though not  \nenough to cause any sort of outward change.  \n  \n“It turned out it was the start of my rut, my sweet little Luvi.\" Rune cooed, “It lasted just over  \nthree days. You were out for another, it's five days since our little session began.\"  \n  \nIt…but….what?  \n  \nThe gryphon continued, scritching between Luvian's ears until the wolfbird relaxed a bit, at  \nwhich point his talons made sure to keep the hybrid still. “I bred you repeatedly and heavily. It  \nleft you quite sore for obvious reasons, and I gave you so many claiming marks about your neck  \nit'll be quite sore for at least another week. I cannot apologize enough for all of it, Luvian, I  \nnever meant to hurt you.\"  \n  \nPausing, Rune sighed, heavy with distress. “I know you don't mind when I'm rougher with you,  \nwhen I'm in a less doting mood for our trysts. But this was probably too much. I can understand  \nif you want some space for a while after. Just…let me hold you, at least for today? You need rest,  \nand I want to make sure you're okay after what I put you through.\"  \n  \nSwallowing thickly, muscles weak and mind sluggish, Luvian shakily raised his arms and  \nwrapped them about the gryphon's chest, burying his face in soft feathers as he relaxed. “Mine.\"  \n  \nRune's heart jolted in surprise, “Luvi?\"  \n  \nHe tried to speak more coherently. “My Rune. Mine.\"  \n  \nThere was a pregnant pause, before the gryphon let out a watery huff, arms wrapping stiffly  \nabout Luvian's shoulder as he pressed his beak against one cheek. “Oh Luvi…I don't deserve  \nyou…\"  \n  \nThe hybrid giggled drunkenly, trying to press his own face back against Rune's and failing, head  \nsimply burying itself in his neck ruff. “Don't deserve _you_.\"  \n  \nLaughing, the sound a mixture of emotions too knotted up to parse, the larger male ran his beak  \nover one flicking ear. “Cheeky hen.\"  \n  \n“Your hen.\"  \n  \nThey fell into silence, though not one that was in any way uncomfortable or stifling. It was a  \nwarm, soft quiet. Broken by Luvian tilting his face just enough to look up with one golden eye.  \n“Warn next time?\"  \n  \nClearly, based on the hybrid's sentence structure, his neurons weren't able to produce  \ngrammatically correct statements yet. Rune found it adorable, even as he huffed at the question.  \n  \n“Not even recovered from this and you already want to know about next time? Insatiable little  \nwolfbird.\"  \n  \nLuvian grinned into the gryphon's chest.  \n  \n“Besides, that won't be for a good long while, Luvi. Not while in your condition.\"  \n  \nWhining, the wolfbird flicked an ear. “I'll drain!\"  \n  \nThe larger male of the pair could only smile at such a comment, moving a paw to caress Luvian's  \nface. “You'll drain, yes. But you took me in a rut, over multiple days, my sweet.\" Leaning close,  \nhe whispered into the wolfbird's ear. “And I am known to be _quite_ virile, my little broodhen. I  \ncan't wait to see you swell with my clutch.\"  \n  \nWhile the hybrid was frozen, processing the statement, Rune ran a paw over that swollen middle,  \nas though he could feel the eggs that would be swelling out that soft belly, clicking inside his  \nhen. His heart burning with the desire to see his little love curled around their clutch.  \n  \n“I'm certain they'll be adorable, and some even grow up to be as beautiful as my hen, ready to  \ncreate their own nests and grow our family. Don't worry about a thing, Luvi. I'll be here every  \nstep of the way as you grow.\"  \n  \nLuvian twisted sharply, and before Rune could protest or keep the hybrid from moving, grabbed  \nat his face and pulled him in, meeting his beak in a searing kiss. His tail swishing behind him in  \nutter joy at the news. After a moment's pause, it was returned in equal passion.\u0026nbsp;Talons and claws  \nthreading through fur and feathers, love rumbling in two different chests.  \n  \nIt couldn't have gone any better, and both were excited for what was to come."}