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Climbing a mountain was no easy task, a truth that silver the Ciennic warrior knew all too well. As a soldier, he'd been sent over, under, and around every type of mountain that Dalon had to offer, and he would do anything to defend his honor and his liege.

But he'd never scaled the steep cliffs of Mt. Saff'Rald before, and it was proving to be more than enough of a challenge to keep him from the summit.

In the preceding months to his precipitous climb, the citizens of Klyneth and Verald had expressed concerns about strange happenstance that was reportedly occurring upon the mountaintop. On clear nights, citizens could see flashes of light and explosions bursting out from the highest of plateaus despite there being no severe weather. Some claimed it was the gods, others insisted it was an omen, but everyone could agree that it needed to be investigated.

But no king could risk sending an entire army or even regiment of soldiers up to a remote location high in the nigh-uncharted mountains to investigate strange occurrences; there really was no reason to assume that whatever was happening at the plateau was dangerous, since it'd always remained contained at the peaks.

Silver took this opportunity to prove his loyalty by offering to climb the mountain, alone, to investigate. Once at the peak, he would take notes, then return with a full report to his king to determine if the flashes were a threat or just mountaintop weather.

However, he wasn't expecting the task to defeat him, so the difficulty he faced while inching his way up the mountainside came as a complete surprise. He was getting weaker with every step and needed a break. He could see that just a few meters above him, there was a plateau or ledge of some sort. The chirping of a bird could be heard echoing out into the sky.

With one final lunge, he hopped up to the ridge above him, resting his arms on the mossy ground while his legs flailed about on the rocky embankment. To his surprise, he was greeted with a massive, open plateau. Grass, ferns, trees, and bushes everywhere! The summit was ever-looming above him, but it was the beauty in front that he marvelled at.

The plateau housed its own mini-biome, with birds in the trees, bugs buzzing around the ferns and flowers, as well as a massive, black and white gryphon resting against a massive, moss-coloured boulder.

Silver hoisted himself up onto the level ground and brushed his clothes free of the dirt and pebbles that had accumulated as he laid on the steep incline leading up to the plateau.

The gryphon that lie before him was massive, bigger than any horse or calvary unit Silver had ever seen. Its haunches were striped like a tiger, with splotches dotting its chest. Silver didn't know what to do in a situation like this. The gryphon was a four legger - a quadruped - so there was no way to tell if it was sentient or feral, therefore no way to tell if it was a threat or not. This beast could wake and startle, attacking silver and putting him at a disadvantage; on the flip-side, it might be friendly and help him get to the summit so he could complete his investigation with ease.

He inched forward, unsheathing his sword in caution. The gryphon's long, thin tail swung around from behind and smacked Silver's leg, making him tense up, waiting to see if this action was significant with bated breath. The gryph's tail slowly wrapped around his calf, snaking its way up to his knee.

Silver panicked a bit, not sure what this was. He lowered his sword to point its tip at the tail, ready to chop it off. Just as he was about to swing, he felt the tail loosen and retract itself, releasing him from its grip. Okay, it wasn't aggressive or anything. Clearly not defensive. This gryphon was still asleep.

Still not sure what to do, Silver stepped out of the tail's coil and backed away from the gryphon. He surveyed the situation and got a good look at the furred and feathered beast, noticing a pair of thick ebony lips under her tail. This gryph was female! He was frankly a little confused as to why his nose didn't pick up the scent, doubly so given the thickness of her vulva which would indicate a heat or estrus period. She was a gryphon, however; Silver's nose was tuned to the scent of other canines, perhaps that's why he didn't pick up on her heat.

Minutes passed with Silver staring into the darkness underneath the gryph's tail, head cocked ever so slightly to the side. He shook his head clear of naughty thoughts when he realized how silly he looked with maw agape, drooling at the thoughts that swam through his imagination.

"Can I help you?" A gentle, somewhat groggy coo voiced. It was the gryphoness, waking from her slumber!

Silver tensed up and backed away, glancing at his sword before nervously sheathing it. "No Ma'am, I don't think so." Her voice did confirm she was sentient, but his desire to ask for a ride was lost in the jumble of thoughts as he tried to pretend he wasn't about to stab her.

She rolled to her feet and shook her wings off before staring directly into Silver's eyes, crystal-blue orbs of hers piercing into his soul. "Are you sure about that? Because I am quite sure I saw you with your sword drawn." She took a step forward, her head looming over the wolf's, forcing him backwards another step. "And I'm also sure you were thinking about using your other sword, too." She looked down at the gentle bulge in Silver's pants.

Silver immediately crossed his legs and covered his crotch with his paws, pushing rump backwards to minimize the effect of the bulge. "N-no, of course not. I just...you know, noticed your...tail?" his voice pinched to a squeak as he averted his eyes.

The gryphonees raised an eyebrow and huffed. "That's somewhat of a shame. Not many adventurers make it this far up the mountain and I've been aching for some companionship." She lowered her beak to rub her cere against the confused wolf's thigh, inhaling a long, drawn out sample of his scent.

"Wh-what?" Silver stammered, completely confused as to what was going on, oblivious at this point to the gryphon's intentions. "You...want me to...what?" he paused and squinted his eyes, head cocked as he tried to figure her out. He regained his posture as his semi-hard erection subsided. His mind was focusing on deciphering this creature's intentions, so even the gentle nuzzling of beak near his crotch was not enough to excite him, even though it was clear that she wanted him.

She continued to push and rub her beak across his thighs. "Don't be so shy, dear." She brought her head up to look him in the eyes, a sly grin tugging at the edge of her beak.

"You're serious, aren't you?" Silver asked, increasingly sure of himself.

"Mmhmm!" She chirped, then spun around with her tail raised high. Her ebony fleshed slit was right at face level of silver, the moist scent rolling off the sides of his muzzle. Her vulva tensed up, a bead of pink flesh pushing itself out for a brief moment, the lips folding out to expose her cherry pink, semi-swollen canal. A small spurt of yellow, creamy fluid ejaculated from just above this nub of flesh, splattering on the ground in front of Silver.

There were no words to describe his feelings. Within only a few of his very rapid heartbeats, his cock inflated within his sheathe, bulging out in his trousers; this change was very easy to see, but this time he didn't hide it.

"Well?" She cooed at him, taking a step back to press her nether lips against his nose, knocking him off balance.

With hormones flowing and arousal bubbling up in him, Silver temporarily lost his composure and began to fervently disrobe, starting with his pants. Off his trousers went to flop on a nearby boulder, he stabbed his sword in the ground, and he didn't even notice where his shirt went. Before long, it was just him in his fuzzies, laying on the grass with a gryphon's pussy hovering over him, cock partially exposed but still mostly confined in his gray sheathe. He quickly remedied that by gripping his shaft and pushing the pouch of flesh down over its length until both lobes of his partially inflated knot popped out with a spurt of his lubricating fluids. "Y-yessss!" He howled quietly, mostly to himself.

"What are you waiting for?" She insisted, taking another step back so her opening was hovering over his crotch, dripping a mix of creamy and clear fluids all over the fur on his lower belly and upper thighs.

Silver quickly got to his feet and placed his slightly slickened paws on the beast's surprisingly hot-fleshed rump. He took in the sights and scents of the underside of her tail, but quickly realized there'd be no way he'd ever get into her! Her rump was at face level! Best he could do was lean in and gently give it a lick, soft tongue conforming to the ridges around her lips before pushing in between her folds.

Her form shuddered as she pushed back into him, urging him to continue. Her lips winked again, a drop of fluid erupting from her canal to splatter on his muzzle, which he happily licked up.

It was a bittersweet flavor; incredibly powerful and earthy, but also tangy and instantly addicting! He had to have more! With a renewed fervour, he slid his palms around until his thumbs were resting on either side of her lips and spread them apart, opening her up from opening to womb. Her walls were quaking and jiggling with anticipation as her chest heaved. She was excited, and the deep pink walls were clearly swollen in heat, hence the jiggling. Unable to hold back any longer, he buried his muzzle in her, folds forming around his face to smother him and clamp his maw shut; he poked his tongue out to flap up and down, sliding against her walls to collect flavor for sampling before retracting back in his maw to swallow it all.

She clamped her walls down again with enough force to push him out, leaving his face smothered in juices that he happily licked up. She looked back over her shoulder as her wings spread out wide and flat across the ground. She was prepping for a mount, and Silver knew it.

He gave her a gentle smack on the rumpcheek and a nibble on the other. "Dear, you have to get down a bit, I can't reach if you're up there." He could lick and suckle at her flesh all he wanted, but it wasn't the same as feeling those velvety walls smothering his throbbing member.

"Oh, sorry dear; forgot you're not a drake." The gryphoness cooed as she shifted from hindpaw to hindpaw, gradually spreading and bending her legs until she was within thrusting range of Silver. "Better?"

Silver nodded slowly, resting one hand on her rump with the other wrapped around the base of her tail for stability; he didn't need to aim, he was at full mast and his cock tip was aimed right between her folds. For a brief moment, her tail felt funny in his palm, like the skin was loose; regardless, this revelation barely had time to process before his mind turned to more immediate pleasures like the warmth of her lips pressing against his tip. He wasted no time burying himself in her flesh. Her swollen, juicy lips slid over his member as he gave one powerful thrust, smothering him from cocktip to knot. "Hnnnghp!" he let out a grunt and bared his teeth, eyes fluttering and cock throbbing inside her.

"YES!" She cooed, pushing back into him, pressing her lips on his knot until it popped into her. She gave a clit-wink to clamp down around the neck of his member, sucking the knot and shaft deeper into her. From womb to lips, she contracted her flesh in gentle, pulsating waves inward and outward, literally sucking the precum right out of him.

His lower jaw began to quiver as his vision went out of focus. All he could concentrate on was the soft but powerful massage he was getting. Every beat of his heart throbbed in his cock, every vein and artery in it bulging as he tried his best to hold back an orgasm. He didn't want it to end so quickly, he didn't want it to be over without giving this wonderful beast the proper loving she deserved! A Gryph-mare of this size deserved the pleasure only a drake could provide, so he needed to last longer!

Desperate to hold off, he clamped his jaw shut and stopped thrusting, but it wasn't enough. The pulsations of her pussy with the rhythmic, alternating contractions kept the feeling up like he was still thrusting! He tried to pull out, but her astonishingly tight opening held him in place, knot incumbent beneath her vulva.

As he concentrated on withholding his orgasm, a distracting glob of hot fluid dropped onto the back of his neck, and he lost it all right then and there; the slight distraction was all his climax needed to escape. He felt his pleasure hit a plateau and all his muscles contracted at once, which was further accentuated by the smothering flesh of three petals of tail as they engulfed his head and upper body! Silver was shocked and caught off guard, unable to defend himself in his moment of vulnerable bliss. His cock was yanked from her folds, still spewing gobs of cum all over her rump and the grass between them.

Her familiar wavelike muscular contractions continued from her gaped-open tail, sucking on Silver's upper body, aided by a half dozen rows of pointy, gripping teeth that kept the still-tensed-up wolf from struggling. The petals of her tail maw curled up and extended down his body, clamping down one at a time so her flesh could slowly envelop him. Within only a few seconds that seemed to last an eternity, the petals migrated down his frame until his cock was wedged in the crook between two of them, still dribbling bits of cum.

Silver was, at this point, confused and aroused and excited all at once. The sensation of throbbing, pulsating flesh engulfing him from head to hips was an absolutely wonderful feeling; even the prickly sensation of teeth clamping down and puncturing through his fur to snag his flesh hurt in a pleasant way.

As the tail-throat continued to contract in peristaltic waves, Silver felt the toothy petals walking down his form, smothering tail, legs, and even cock in the soft, stretchy flesh. Inside, he could see faint pulses of light as he was yanked off the ground. The flesh was stretched thin enough that he could make out vague forms of trees around him. His cock bent downward before being swallowed along with the rest of him, its roof rubbing against the inside of the tail maw to coax another glob of thin canine cum from him. Much to his delight, he found he could breathe inside as he slid through the tight walls of her tail, so he felt no reason to panic. His fur wasn't tingling, his flesh didn't sting, and his mind was light, breezy, and at ease.

He didn't even notice when the maw-petals closed around his feet, the last contraction pushing him in deeper. The flesh distended around him as he slid every inch toward her torso until his head pressed against her body. Her rump muscles kept him from slipping any deeper, at least for a moment. She curled up the tip in a tight coil to force him in, which he did with a quick lurch.

Silver was floating in his partial-consciousness, completely enveloped in throbbing, soft, hot flesh. He could feel a bit of pressure from one side as she laid down, ready to return to her slumber with him inside her. As he floated in her tail-womb, his mind began to drift, and he got a sudden wave of emotions from his predator. She was very clearly aroused and horny as could be, but there was a deeper, more powerful emotion nestled deeper inside her.

She was angry!

Angry, and she wanted her mountain left alone. He didn't know or understand at all why she was so territorial, but the images that flashed in his mind indicated that the summit was not to be scaled, and it was certainly not to be explored. The crashing lightning, violence, and feeling of falling permeated his conscience, instilling a deep fear of mountain climbing, but at that same moment he realized that he was, in fact, falling!

As he snapped back into consciousness, he felt his body being forcefully pushed through a stretchy tube of flesh to be puked up onto the ground. Groggy, he coughed gently and blinked a few times to clear his eyes of the goo that had permeated his body and coated his fur.

He stumbled to his feet and came to realize he was in town, between two buildings as a winged form disappeared into the sky amidst a silhouette of a mountain. The vision gave him shivers, never wanting to see a mountain again.

All he could do was wonder why the gryphoness didn't want him on her mountain; she seemed accommodating enough!