Warrior Chef: First Meeting
This story is not intended for those under the age of 18, mentally, physically, spiritually, or even metaphysically. So shoo, the rest of you can enjoy this bit of gryphon smut. Alder, Gryphon War Magic, and all other characters and places mentioned in this story are © to me.
Alder sat in his small room above the stables attached to the Jade Lady inn. He sighed softly, looking at the two strangely shaped blades in front of him, a neat pile of cord next to each blade. The afternoon's sunlight shone through one of the windows, staining the blades a reddish color. The ebony furred and feathered gryphon twitched one of his eartuffs before lifting one of the weapons and began to re-wrap the handle. Each of the blades were roughly the length of his forearm and curved with the blade arching over the handle to form the guard. They were given to him ages ago to signify his standing as a Gryphon War Mage. But he hated what he was, choosing instead to travel around as a simple chef.
Several months ago, he found a nice job in a quiet town working in the Jade Lady. Months of peace and quiet, months of simple living, months of bedding one of the bar maids whenever the mood struck one of the two. All that had been shattered earlier that morning when he was forced to draw his blades, now he would have to find some other small town to reside in. The gryphon was so lost in his brooding that he failed to notice the sounds of footsteps coming up the narrow stairs.
Without warning, the door burst open and a figure walked in. Alder spun on his stool, grabbing a staff that leaned against the wall and gripping it tightly. The figure, a gryphoness he didn't recognize, looked over his nude body. Alder blinked at her with his gold eyes, taking in her form quickly. She had a slim build and she was several inches shorter than his own height (which was just over six feet tall). She wore a tight set of leather armor dyed in deep greens and browns. All in all, this was definitely a sexy female and Alder felt his sheathless cock stir at the sight of her. The male lifted one of his eyebrows, "Usually when a gryphoness bursts into my bedroom they have a reason. And since I haven't seen you before, it can't be that you're here to tell me you've had my clutch or something."
The gryphoness blushed and jerked her head up from staring at that deep red member. The only naked male she had ever seen was her brother and this male was so careless about sitting nude. She cleared her throat and tried to hide her blushing nares by looking at the table, "I saw you this afternoon and I can't believe that there is a War Mage living in this place. My brother and I are traveling with some friends and we could use..."
Alder snapped his beak and hissed, "The answer is no," and turned back to wrapping the grips of his blades again, pushing one of the two into its sheath.
The gryphoness snapped her beak; "You haven't even heard what I have to say."
Alder hissed deep in his throat and stood up, looking at the female, "You come into my bedroom unannounced, begin to talk to me and make me offers, and you haven't even told me your name. And the answer is firmly no."
She blinked at him with her blue eyes and puffed out her feathers; "My name is Greyanna of the White Snow clan, called Grey. And you will listen to what I have to say before you say another word." Even though she was almost a full head shorter than the male, she stalked up to him and glared up at the male. This close, she couldn't help but notice his musky scent, seasoned with sword oil, sweat, and herbs. She blinked and paused for a second, losing some momentum.
Alder hissed lowly, "I will say what I say. I do not like to fight and I will not fight unless I have to."
He blinked at her, noticing her scent, a light musk (definitely pure female) mixed in with some very earthy scents. Very attractive, and his body thought so as his cock throbbed and began to erect. But Grey hissed at him, "You do not understand what those people intend to do, what they have done!" She blushed as she pressed close to Alder, feeling his tone muscles hidden under his thick fur and feathers. "And you still haven't told me your name!"
Alder snorted, "Name's Alder of the Smoke Mountain clan and despite what you have seen this afternoon, I am a chef."
Grey hissed, "And a coward apparently."
Alder snarled and gave a deep hiss as he looked at her, Grey puffing up her feathers. Suddenly Alder's arms wrap around her as hers grasp him, their beaks meeting in a hot kiss. The two gryphons begin to moan and press their forms close, having aroused each other during their verbal fight. Alder began to undo Grey's armor as she broke the kiss to help him, hissing. "You stubborn fool."
Alder slipped behind her and pushed his paw down into her pants, stroking his fingers against her pussy, "Pot calling the kettle black." Grey let out a gasp and arched her spine as her form was revealed, her ivory feathers pressing against his dark ones. She was lost for words as she dropped her pants and kicked them away, her body worming slowly as Alder dipped two fingers into her snatch. Her beak quivered as her hips jerked back and forth, surprised at how aroused she was with this male she had never seen before. She had never even been with another male gryphon, so she had n idea what to expect.
Alder smiled as he used his body to move Grey towards the bed before pushing her in the small of her back, making her squawk softly and tumble onto the mattress. By now his gryphon-cock was at full mast, standing at slightly over ten inches in length, pre drooling over its pointed tip and down onto the upper bulge. His red rocket possessed a tapered shaft right behind that first bulb of flesh that led down to his crotch, flaring out slightly before meeting his hips. Never one to leave a lady waiting, he moved onto the bed and hissed as he pinned Grey's shoulders down. She moaned and wiggled her body, 'fighting' to get out from under him as she hissed, "Pervert."
Alder grinned and felt his pointed tip running over the shorter fur of the gryphoness before it touched her slit. He wasted no time and shoved in with a grunt, "Dirty girl!"
Grey's beak dropped open as she let out a gasp of pleasure, feeling that wonderful shaft press into her. She had been with several males before, but something about Alder made her so hot, her pussy gripping his cock tightly as he shoved his length into her moist depths. His talons gripped and squeezed her shoulders as he shoved his body against hers, his hips slapping hers. Her beak hung open as the gryphoness hissed, "By Mother Sky..." and groaned, feeling that cock stretch her. She had taken thicker males, but something made this feel so much larger, so perfect inside her. Alder gripped Grey's shoulders as he panted; wondering briefly why he felt so aroused when this gryphoness came into the room. But that didn't matter to him at this moment.
The two gryphons pressed close, Grey loving the feeling of the larger male looming over her with his dick stuffed in her tunnel. Alder savoring the feel of the tight vent milking his cock and the gryphoness moaning under him. But then she pressed back and he pulled out till his first bulge, hammering his cock in and out without mercy. His thrusts were quick, his cock only moving a few inches as Grey's pussy slurped and squished lewdly around it. Her beak hung open as she began to squawk and screech in sheer ecstasy at the feeling of the male rutting her. Alder matched her screech for screech as his body rocked against hers. The gryphoness rubbed her beak into the male's pillow as she felt his cock strike her in all the right places, driving her quickly to an orgasm as she shrieked, her feathers pressing tight to her form.
Alder grinned to himself and gave Grey's rear a swat as she climaxed, making her gasp and arch her back. If her tunnel was wonderful before, while she was having her orgasm it was pure heaven to the male. But he didn't even slow as she cried out, his cock beginning to swell up as he drew closer to his own release. Grey shuddered as she came down from her climax; a strange feeling going through her as Alder fucked her. She could swear his lance was getting thicker! She groaned heavily and jerked her body back against his before crying out a second time, her juices dripping off the cock as she was fucked by the male. Her body shuddered as she let out another scream of pleasure, feeling something swatting against her pussy lips. Alder groaned as sweat matted his thighs, panting heavily against the sexy female's neck, his knot hitting against her with each thrust. He hissed and shoved forward hard, that fleshy balloon forcing its way against her cunt before it popped in. His thrusts sped up immeasurably since his cock couldn't move inside her the shaft thrashing wildly inside her tunnel as his knot tugged right on her clit.
The gryphons were panting and groaning, both their bodies working to get Alder to cum. Grey was working her rear back against him as her tunnel gripped and milked his cock with everything it had. Alder was slamming his body against hers, his sac slapping her thighs as he groaned. Then, just for a moment, time seemed to freeze as the two gryphons pressed their bodies close. Their keens rose together in unison as Alder's cock gave one last surge, swelling up to fill Grey's pussy as her tunnel conformed to grip his slab of meat tightly. Alder screeched at the top of his lungs as he began to cum, his cock firing its spunk deep into the female under him, his talons digging into her rear enough to draw some blood. Grey gave a keen of joy as she had her third peak of the night, this one far better than the previous two. The two avians pressed their forms tight against each other as they just panted, Alder's wings pumping lightly as his cock slowed down to a spurt of his spunk every few moments.
As one they rolled onto their sides, Grey pressing her body against Alder as she cooed. Alder pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her, panting. He murred softly, feeling one of her paws go down to feel his cock, which was going to be stuck inside her for at least a half hour or maybe more. He smiled and closed his eyes as he panted, "So what did you want to talk about?"
Downstairs in the inn's dining room, an Elf mage, a tigress berserker, and a buff gryphon male with a shield strapped to his back ate a quiet lunch. Finally the mage looked up and frowned, "I don't know what Grey is doing, but it sounds like she's having one hell of an argument."
The tigress chuckled softly, "Well from what we saw this afternoon, that gryphon didn't look like he'd take any beak from her." The gryphon just smiled and popped a potato piece into his beak, mashing it up with his tongue.