How Griffin Was Conceived
How GriffinWas Conceived
Author's Note: I debated with myself for quite some time as to whether or not I should post this, because I didn't really want to be the first to post a Silverwing yiff story (at least, first as far as I'm aware). In the end, I decided that it was bound to happen eventually, anyway. Enjoy...I hope :)
Chapter 1: Daymare
Shade tossed and turned in his sleep, moaning slightly. His face was contorted as his dreams filled with memories from his past, deranged and distorted to be even more terrifying than before:
He was back in the cave with Goth and Throbb, the latter covered in burns and open wounds--as though he had risen from the dead. Shade's breaths became strangely forced and he suddenly felt the weight of Goth's immense body pressing him into the ground. His head was forced sideways, his gaze settling on Marinabeside him, suffering the same treatment from Throbb.
"Tell us where your colony is, Shade," Goth demanded imperiously.
"No!" Shade yelled. "You'll just have to kill me!"
"Oh, I will." The cannibal lowered his head to Shade's ear. The rancid smell of rotting flesh filled his nostrils as the Vampyrum's breath washed over him. Goth began to whisper in his ear:
"I will rip out your beating heart and eat it while you watch. I will tear off your ears and cleave out your eyes. I will enjoy tearing your flesh open Shade, and I will enjoy watching the light leave your face." Goth reared back again, raising his voice. "But, where are my manners? Throbb has been complaining and complaining about how hungry he is, haven't you Throbb? Let's all be courteous and let him take the first bite, shall we?"
Shade watched in terror as Throbb lowered his head towards Marina, his eyes glinting in giddy anticipation. His jaws opened hungrily and his teeth came to rest on either side of her neck. He began to press down.
"No!" Shade yelled. "Leave her alone!"
He struggled to break free of Goth's grasp--to save Marinafrom Throbb's wicked sharp teeth. But Goth simply laughed at him--a terrible, malevolent, mocking laugh.
"Let her go!" Shade repeated, more desperately. "Kill me instead!"
"Enough!" Goth yelled, digging his claws into Shade's back to silence him. Shade could feel the skin puncture, blood leaking from the fresh wound. "Throbb! Eat her!"
Shade lay frozen in horror as Throbb slowly clamped his jaws shut around Marina's throat, constricting her airway. He stopped short of breaking her skin, letting her suffocate for a moment. Her eyes went wide, pleading for Shade to do something.
"Shade!" she yelled hoarsely, barely able to breath. "Help me, Shade!"
"Stop! Please! Kill me instead!" he insisted hopelessly.
"You will have your turn, Shade," Goth growled slowly. "Have patience."
Marina's face was becoming slightly darker as her blood drained of oxygen. Then, with a horrific crunch and a surprised gasp, Throbb finally clenched down and snapped her neck.
Her body went limp, no longer struggling against Throbb's hold. Her eyes became unfocused, unblinking, and Shade cried out in anguish.
Chapter 2: A New Adventure
"Shade! Shade!"
He opened his eyes, and nearly cheered in relief: it was only a dream. She wasn't dead. He turned to his side, where Marina was hanging beside him, a slightly worried expression on her face.
"Oh...Marina," he said groggily with a stupid smile. "You're alive."
"How observant of you, Shade," she replied sarcastically before her voice became worried again. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, just a bad dream. I--"
He broke off suddenly. Something felt strange. He looked down and blushed: he was sporting a raging twilight erection. Slightly embarrassed, he rushed clumsily to cover himself up, noticing Marina out of the corner of his eye. She was staring intently at his erect penis, and he blushed harder still, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh! Uh...s-sorry about that..." he stuttered terribly. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. Marina was still looking at him, a strange glint in her eye. He tried to force a shy smile and she laughed slightly.
"You don't need to apologize, Shade," she said sweetly. "I'm flattered."
To his utter surprise and terror, she moved closer to him before pausing for a moment, as though steeling herself. Then, she reached up above her skillfully, deftly grabbing the branch with her front claws and relaxing her lower claws. The branch came loose from her grip and her body swung down, hanging inverted from the tree's limb. She quickly wrapped her free legs around his body and let go of the bough above.
Now, Shade hung for both of them--Marina upside-down, her face level with his waist.
"Come on, Shade. Open up!" She looked down at him mischievously.
Shade hesitated uncertainly before obediently opening his wings to reveal his still pulsating cock. Still feeling very flustered, his cheeks burned again as he tried to figure out what she was planning to do.
Without the slightest bit of warning, she opened her mouth and came down gently onto Shade's throbbing penis. As her head moved in towards his waist, her tongue pressed lightly against his flesh, drawing a slow moan from Shade's throat.
Now he realized what was happening--Chinook talked about it a lot whenever Penumbra wasn't around. Marina was giving him a blowjob, he realized feverishly. He hadn't thought that he would ever be fully prepared for such a thing. He still felt too young to be having sex, and he had been doubtful that Marina ever would've taken him seriously in that sense. He was dead scared of even suggesting it.
And yet now, here she was, gently sucking on his cock as though it were an everyday occurrence. He felt the pressure building quickly, and his pulse quickened as his mate's oral work became more intricate. She developed a pattern of shoving his penis as far into her throat as she could, holding it in her clasping esophagus for a while before resurfacing, at which point she would remove the shaft from her mouth and give the tip a careful lick, allowing her to catch her breath before repeating the process over again.
With a jolt, he realized that he should probably be returning the favor. Tearing his gaze from Marina's slowly bobbing head--a sight he still couldn't quite come to terms with--he directed his gaze between Marina's legs, focusing on the bright fur beneath her tail. He could clearly make out a small, pink slit in her skin, hidden beneath her luxuriant coat. Only then did the full understanding of what he was looking at hit him, and his penis jerked slightly in excitement.
The sight gave him pause, and Shade suddenly became very uncertain of himself. What if he didn't know what to do? What if he messed up somehow?
Swallowing his fears, he leaned his head forward and took a tentative, bracing lick. He was surprised yet again: he had imagined something strong or foul, like urine, but Marina tasted good. Running his tongue over her outer folds again, the juices leaking from them ignited his senses more than the juiciest Tiger Moth he had ever caught. Encouraged, he continued, passing his tongue over a small bump near the top of her pussy, drawing a soft moan from Marina that sent vibrations coursing through his cock, and he returned the moan, each vibration bringing him that much closer to his climax.
The sound affected him even more than the taste now. It gave him immense satisfaction to know that he was playing a part in her pleasure. So, without any further hesitation, he drove his thin tongue deep into Marina's tight folds, forcing her to let out another lustful gasp, further fueling his passion. He could feel the walls of her vagina contract and churn around his muzzle in ecstasy as he sank his tongue in deeper still.
Then, quite suddenly, Shade began to feel funny--like he had to pee. Each movement Marina made on his cock was sending strong shivers down his spine, and he became very worried that he was about to urinate in her mouth. Hold it in!, he yelled at himself, don't ruin everything!
Trying to ignore the increasing pressure in his loins, he continued to work Marina's pussy dutifully, eventually take his finger and gently rubbing her tail hole. He lost himself in his pleasure, his tongue's movements becoming fast and violent as he pressed the tip of his claw tenderly into the tight opening. This pushed her over the top, and she let out a final, loud, lustful moan, muffled heavily by the thick shaft in her mouth.
Her orgasm hit hard, her vagina closing tightly on Shade's tongue, its contractions sending vibrations through his jaw. As Marina's entire body shuddered, urine began to drip slowly from the tight opening, and Shade could do nothing but let it trickle into his open mouth.
It didn't taste like pee, though; it was much sweeter. Surprised, he gulped it down hungrily, realizing vaguely that it was not urine, but cum. Chinook claimed to get a lot of tail--which was probably true, he admitted--and he had mentioned something about this sweet fluid now streaming from Marina's cunt.
Shade was torn out of his reverie as a very intense feeling of pleasure ran through his cock, spiking every hair on his body and sending a mighty shiver down his back. His urge to pee had surpassed its limits, but even in the midst of his powerful orgasm, he knew that he was actually cumming for the first time.
Marina's vagina had finally relaxed, freeing his tongue.
"Marina!" he yelled loudly.
She understood the message clearly, and came down on his member one final time, delving it deep into her throat.
Shade was lost in a gale of pleasure, the feeling in his penis the only thing in the entire world at the moment. He felt his cock shudder tremendously, ejecting copious amounts of thick, hot cum into Marina's waiting mouth. As his shaft spurted shot after shot of the hot, thick fluid, she gulped a few times, but stopped quickly. Shade was enjoying himself far too much to notice, however, and simply closed his eyes with a satisfied smile on his face as his shaft's spasms finally slowed and ceased.
In the ensuing glow, he only barely registered it as Marina removed her grip around him and righted herself on the branch again. Eventually calming down, he opened his eyes to see her hanging beside him, looking as pleased as he felt. Shade smiled fondly, but then faltered slightly: she still had that daring look on her face.
She began to inch towards him again, and his face collapsed into a look of confusion. What did she want next?
With alarming speed, she closed the small gap between them and pressed her muzzle against his, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Before he could respond, she opened her mouth wide, forcing a load of his own hot, sticky seed into his mouth before she placed her claws on either side of his jaws and clamped his mouth tightly shut.
He panicked for a second, unable to breath or speak. His eyes went wide as he stared at her, her own eyes determined and slightly mischievous. After a few moments, he began to realize her intentions with some dread.
She wanted him to swallow.
His mind running low on oxygen, he gulped reluctantly, grimacing as the salty cum dripped down his throat. It wasn't terrible, he had to admit, but it was far from pleasurable.
Satisfied, Marina released her hold on his muzzle, allowing him to take some much needed gasps of air. Despite his mild humiliation, he couldn't help but grin.
"Marina, that was..." he said eventually, finally catching his breath. He felt a little awkward and didn't quite know what to say. "You were..."
"Amazing? Aren't I always?" She smiled at him, "You weren't bad yourself."
For a while they just hung there in silence, grinning at each other.
"I could've done without that last part, though," Shade added suddenly.
"Well, I wasn't about to let you have all the fun."
More silence. He looked out at the horizon for a moment, then back at her. "So...you wouldn't want to..."
"Do it again?" She looked over at him thoughtfully, the mischievous glint returning to her eye. "Okay. But I think I have a better idea this time..."
Chapter 3: Conception
A few nights had gone by since their first encounter, and Shade had grown a lot more confident in himself. In fact, they had grown quite adventurous in their endeavours over the days--not that it surprised him really. After all, they were used to living slightly more exciting lives than the average bat.
Their motives had changed as well. At first, they had been very lustful as they went about mating, never putting much real emotion in it. That was perfectly fine, but it just wasn't didn't do justice to their feelings for each other. Fortunately, they had learned to become steadily more passionate, to the point where the affection was evident in every action--every single muscle contraction and movement. Still, despite their progress, they had abstained from one act in particular--an act for which Shade was beginning to feel they were finally ready.
He looked over at Marina pensively, who was sleeping soundly beside him. He just couldn't tear his gaze away, awestruck by the way the serene expression on her face did so much to enhance her bright features. It was almost mesmerizing, the way the sunlight bounced off of her fur and illuminated her elegant, shell-like ears.
As cute as she was when she was asleep, her true allure came when she was awake. There was something about her smart personality and gentle teasing that had haunted him ever since he had first met her on that island, so long ago. That was the real reason that he was so unwaveringly drawn to her, for she just seemed to be able to make everything that much better, that much happier. Of course, she was stubborn too, but he saw it as another positive aspect of her, for it matched his own character quite well and prevented things from ever getting dull.
"Did you want to say something?" Marina asked suddenly, her eyes still closed. "Or were you just going to stare all day?"
Same old Marina.
"Well, the view is pretty magnificent," he replied, completely unabashed.
"I know."
She opened her eyes and smiled at him.
"Mmm," she said, looking him over. "I'd definitely have to agree with you there, Shade."
Grinning back at her, he wrapped his wing around his mate and pulled her in close, their heads less than an inch apart. He stared transfixed into her eyes, leaning in slightly to rest his forehead against hers. Her scent filled his nostrils as he took a deep breath, and he felt something begin to purr inside him.
"You know, I think the view's even better when you're awake," he whispered, pressing his lips into her neck and sucking gently.
"Funny," she said, gasping slightly as he moved up along her throat. "I was always under the impression that I thoroughly irritated you."
"You do," he agreed gently. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."
She just grinned and shook her head while he bit her lower lip tenderly.
"It's only fair that I return the favour now," he teased.
Finally reaching her mouth, he leaned into her passionately.
Their lips pressed against each other tightly as they kissed, their bodies unconsciously drawing in closer as well. Moaning in pleasure, Marina wrapped her wings around him and returned the pressure. Shade felt his jaw part as a thin, wet tongue dove into his mouth, exploring its depths with great vigor, and he returned the act eagerly.
They continued to embrace in this way for a while, losing themselves in the moment, not even conscious of their need to breathe.
Panting slightly, they finally pulled back from each other, heat pouring off of their faces. As the took a few short gasps of air, they stared into each other's eyes once again, both thinking the same thing but not quite wanting to start yet--not quite wanting to look away and ruin the moment.
Eventually, Marina slowly lifted her hands to Shade's chest, pressing into him lovingly and whispering into his ear.
"I want you," she said, her voice thick with lust.
He rubbed his cheek against the side of her face in answer, and she nibbled on his ear teasingly for a moment before pulling back again.
They swung themselves up onto the top of the wide branch, allowing them to move more freely. Shade felt grateful that he had chosen such as perfect roost--one where they could easily lie flat against the limb.
As Marina pulled away from him, falling back slowly onto the soft bark, he leaned forward in sync, their faces never more that an inch apart.
She finally set down against the yielding wood and he laid himself on top of her, never once breaking the warm gaze of her eyes. His around the corner of his eyes, his mind took in her submissive appearance excitedly--this was the only time she was ever submissive. Their eyes locked, she stared beseechingly right into his heart, gently inviting him continue, and he felt every nerve in his body tingle in suspense.
"I'm ready," she whispered. Her voice alone sent shivers down his back.
She nodded very slightly, and he didn't wait a second longer.
Very slowly, he pressed himself into her, his shaft parting her folds gently, the warmth of her body spreading down his entire length. She closed her eyes as he entered her and he felt her entire body shiver slightly around his cock, trembling in anticipation. He went further and further, smoothly inserting his member deep into her hole. When he finally came to rest, fully inside her, she looked up at him again with her magnificent eyes. She let out a short gasp as his hips pressed against her opening and he hilted, their bodies more intimately entwined than they had ever been before.
He leaned down to kiss her again, their lips locking once more as he began to pull back out--moving patiently and allowing her to loosen up. As his shaft slipped out of her, he thrust his tongue into her, licking at the walls of her mouth as the walls of her vagina contracted around him in ecstasy. The combined effect sent waves of pleasure down into his loins, and he pulled his lips back from her to gasp a breath of air.
After only the briefest and yet most profound pauses, he pushed himself back in, drawing a long moan from Marina's throat, the vibration traveling through her lips and into his. Slowly, he developed a rhythm, thrusting in and out of her gently and patiently, letting her own pleasure build as a growing pressure arose in his cock. As they mated, their lips never once parted fully, only loosening on occasion to allow the bats to gasp or moan their climaxes approached.
It felt so good, so right. They were meant to do this. Each movement was a complete and dedicated sign of their love, the pleasure flowing through their hearts as strongly as it flowed through their bodies.
"I'm close, Marina," Shade whispered, aware of the growing sensation at the tip of his length.
"Me too," she breathed back, her eyes ablaze with passion. "This time..." she began, giving him a strong look. Her voice became even quieter. "This time, don't pull out."
As she implored him with her eyes, he felt his eyes widen in surprise. He was sure he was ready, but he knew there were so many risks involved for her--they weren't even the same species! He didn't know if she was prepared for everything it could mean, but as she closer her eyes and arched her back, he made his decision.
"Shade!" she screamed in ecstasy, hitting her climax with tremendous force.
He felt his own orgasm approaching too as her contracting vaginal walls massaged his cock, leaking her aromatic juices onto it and blinding him in pleasure. When he closed his eyes, he could've sworn he'd seen fireworks behind his eyelids.
"Marina!" he yelled, his voice partially strangled by the intensity of the sensation running down his shaft.
His entire being quivered with the sheer force of his climax. He felt his penis throb ecstatically inside his mate's soft, warm walls, spurting his semen into her deepest folds. Their breathing became one as they shared the moment together, trapped in the most passionate of embraces.
His orgasm lasted for a good minute or two before his shaft finally stopped pumping his seed into Marina's tight hole, already filled with his cum.
Spent, he felt himself collapse gently onto Marina's chest below him, panting heavily. For a long while, they remained silent as they both tried vainly to catch their breaths. He didn't even bother pulling himself out from her, content to remain bound together for now, blissfully cooling down.
When he finally felt the heat in his face subside, he lifted himself free of his bright-furred mate and came to rest beside her, smiling fondly.
"You did it," she said breathlessly.
"We did it," he corrected softly.
They lay there in silence for a while, letting the implications of what they had done wash over them. Quite apart from feeling frightened, Shade was excited. They had taken the final step in their love--overcome the final and most important boundary. A few months from now, they would have a lot more things to argue about, he thought with an inward smile.
"I love you," Shade said sincerely, his eyes resting on Marina's yet again. He couldn't remember if he had ever said those words before.
She just stared back for a while. When she spoke, she had tears in her eyes, and he couldn't ever remember seeing her cry like this.
"I love you too."
They did nothing else for the rest of the day--they didn't hunt, they didn't talk, they didn't sleep--they just lay side-by-side and watched the sunlight bounce playfully off each other's faces. Finally, as the sun began to droop below the horizon, Marina did something she had rarely ever done in her life.
"You know what Shade?" she said, grinning at their own intimate joke. "You're pretty fabulous too."