Dragons and Gryphons and Drow, oh my!
Dragons and Gryphons on Drows, Oh My!
Dedicated to the lovely Klo'kr Draconus, who read it and helped proof it for others.
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Complete silence held the woods now; all the animals tryed to hide from the feeling of doom in the air. The two hunters weren't immune to the eerie feeling either. They drew their bows and looked for the source of fear that had come down upon them so suddenly.
Then from the silence a hiss came; it ended with the sickening sound of an arrow burying itself to the fletching into one of the hunters neck. The unlucky hunter choked quietly as he died, but the sound was horrifyingly loud to the other hunter. Pale as stone; he watched his friend fall to the ground, now lifeless.
"You have one warning left human. Drop your bow, goods and run away if you want to live." The loud voice seemed to come from everywhere, feminine in nature and harsh in experience. "Now."
It took the hunter a moment to comply. He dropped his bow as though it had stung him, and the rest of his equipment went down in nearly the same fashion. The voice saved him from ripping off his clothes. "Enough! Go, now!" He didn't need a second warning, the human ran fast and hard, soon out of sight of his attacker.
A figure stepped away from her cover - sparse branches of a tree - and sighed. Just once she wished they would be stubborn and give her something to do! "I wanted some knife practice, or hand to hand." The disappointment in the Drow ranger's voice didn't take long to fade as she sorted and collected the gear of both hunters. The lack of straight forward violence was mollified by small treasures and other useful items she discovered. "Of course, I can wait a little longer if they keep bring nice things like this to me. This pelt is so soft..."
She made sure she didn't miss anything on the corpse or where the survivor had dropped his gear, then recovered her arrow from the dead human's throat and dragged him off the path. No sense in getting scavengers out as warning to others. She cut open his clothes as well, to save the scavengers some trouble when they found him.
Then it was time to go home.
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"She returns." Stated the owl as it turned its head upside down; those big eyes stared down at its drow master.
Andramal opened his violet eyes and glanced up at his owl. "I know she is; I did set an alarm." The owl simply hooted his amusement, and on silent wings flew up to a different perch just as Ininyama opened the door. "Well don't you look absolutely tasty there? Trying to get sacrificed to Lolth on me?"
Andramal smirked at his sister; his posture must have looked decidedly delicious to her, what with him being covered in little more than a partially opened robe made out of satin. "Oh no; why should I wish to sacrifice myself to such an ugly insect like that, when I could try to gain the awe of the mighty huntress and her, sweaty, musky flesh to mine?" With slow, fluid movements he turned himself onto his side, allowing his maleness to dangle just enough to show its place among the satin as he posed himself. He was shameless at this game. "And you do more than eat me."
A distinct whining sound came out as Ininyama unfastened her armor, indeed a bit sweaty from today's tracking. "Evil tease, you just want to get in my pants. All you have to do is ask, or make me." A wink and smile are returned, and her torso is bared to the cool air of the furnished cave. The bra barely covered her modest bosom, but it was more than enough to keep them secure.
Andramal whistled lightly in respect, and finally tied his robe in place before getting up to help her with the rest. "Well, in truth I was meditating up some ideas for better security, comforts, hunting grounds, and the usual." Deft, dark purple fingers worked the fastenings on Inin's right side as she did those on her left. "And I was watching you work too. It's a shame I took up the mage craft. I suspect I would have great fun in the hunt with you."
Inin smiled sincerely, showing the sharp contrast between sparkling white fangs and her violet lips. "You, hunt with me? But you're just skin and bones!" With a cruel twist of fingers to his exposed nipple she made Andramal yelp in surprise. He in turn clenched her exposed rump check in his hand and dug in the carefully filed nails. There was only a faint hint of blood on the marks, but it was enough to get both their blood running in another direction."
"You get the bath ready, and I'll bring the food?"
"Deal."
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Andramal took only a few of those precious minutes to get a snack together for the both of them. Regardless of what was about to happen, Ininyama did need something to eat - if only after. White chocolate for dipping, strawberries, banana's, several slices of venison, he had a nice platter put together for her return. "If this doesn't get her, I know what will..."
With a brush of magic Andramal pushed the door to the bathing room open, and found that Ininyama had already submerged herself into the hot water of the tub. "Gods above and below, sometimes I can't tell what's nicer, the pains of some good, hard work or that of relaxing afterwards." Andramal chuckled at Ininyama's greeting, and set the platter down near her as he too sat beside it, just above her resting head. "I thought you didn't grow up with Drow standards of living? I'm the masochist, not you."
Ininyama gave a snort of amusement as her own violet eyes opened to look up at him. "Doesn't mean I don't learn to tolerate and even enjoy my pains. You have to work hard to be a ranger, especially a Drow ranger, or no one will trust you." She reached up and rubbed along her partners' legs; she enjoyed the sensation of his smooth, delicate flash being scrapped by her nails. "Damn, you're too cute for your own good. Now feed me before I do decide to eat you."
Andramal grinned wide at that, and without a moments delay, he had a strawberry plucked and dangling above her lips, already coated in white chocolate. Ininyama opened up wide, slowly took it in, and bit it neatly off at the edge. Leaves put aside, more strawberries, small and healthy pastries, and even some shredded venison went down her throat, Ininyama felt the hunger of her stomach lessen. When the next strawberry came along with white chocolate a few drops fell to her lips. The taste was exquisite, and another hunger began anew. "When did you get white chocolate?"
The mage above simply guided the strawberry down into her mouth for her and made a small mess on her lips from the whiteness before he placed another set of leaves aside. "Magic, my dear. All the better to pamper you with, after all." He bent down and placed his lips to hers. It was slow, passionate, even greedy to taste her. Eventually he parted tongues and licked away each sticky patch of chocolate on her face. Andramal rose up and pushed his now-wet locks aside as he licked his own lips clean. "I guess you're ready for me now, hmm?"
Her nails were clenched tightly into his flesh, which caused small rivulets of blood to flow down his legs and onto the floor. Feeling this, Andramal pried her hands off and gave her forehead a kiss. "Alright, alright, I'll come in and play my delicious flower of dark." Ininyama gave a quiet purr of want, but complied in swimming away so her brother could fully disrobe and slide into the water with her. Andramal gave a small sigh at the warm waters. His claw marks stung a little, but gave an overall feeling of bliss. "How would you like something a little thicker for you to bath in my dear?"
With a smirk and a flick of his hand, Andramal performed another feat of magic that had the entire pool turned into one big vat of warm, melted white chocolate. This was new for him, and Ininyama's sudden gasp at the change made him smile in success. "Bon Appetite love."
Both swam towards each other, shoulder deep in white, and immediately lost themselves in a sensual kiss-fest. It didn't take long for the white chocolate to become stained with small trails of red - both elves of darkness enjoyed moments of blood letting with each other. Ininyama had obvious bite marks on her right shoulder, a set nail marks to match on the right arm, and beneath the waters she was certain Andramal had raked a small wound on her outer thigh. She wasn't the only one bleeding however. She had given Andramal a bloody lip (from nipping it with her fangs), a matching vampiric kiss on the left side of his neck, several claw marks on the front of his chest, and when he finally pressed her against one of the walls of the pool, a set to match on his back when the lovemaking began.
From above the owl watched the courting drows with a mix of curiosity and amusement. What would it be like to join in his masters' fun? Physically it would be impossible for him to really do anything, especially the intense pressing of bodies the two were already into. He turned his head upside down in that typical owlish way. It would definitely be impossible to get into a position like that - they were practically entwined by the limbs!
Still, there were ways around such barriers, with the help of magic...
Ininyama gasped and arched her back, mouth open in a silent moan as Andramal attacked her from several different angles at once. They have moved from the chocolate pool to the warm tile beside it. From below, his shaft was stretching her folds to their limits - thanks to an enlarge spell he used upon penetration. Caught off guard by this sudden change, Andramal pinned her on her side with one leg over his shoulder and seized her breast in one hand. Small droplets of blood oozed from where his nails dug into her bosom, matching the similar rivulets from the 'vampiric' kiss he made with his fangs. His remaining hand performed more magic upon Ininyama's body; small arcs of static electricity tickled along her spine and buttock. The messy white chocolate on both there bodies added the sexual kinks all around, as Ininyama knew that when something was poured on her, it was licked off (or cleaned off) in some way that would make her wish there was more. And of course, she would do the same in return.
Ininyama had already climaxed several times with every little stimuli being directed at her and from when they were in the pool. Andramal had her on the edge of yet another. Where the male had gotten the drive to last this long was beyond her, but it was probably some magic spell he experimented with. "Damn you and," she's interrupted by his own moan of ecstasy, "your sex magic. You're not trying to, "again she interrupted herself, this time with a gasp, "get me pregnant too are you?"
Andramal gave one final thrust and grunted, releasing his third climax of drow spunk into her body before he answered. "Well, I always use protection - that's what the food was for." He kissed her neck lightly and cleaned up the rivulets of blood, the lack of truly sensual stimuli told them both that they were sated for now. "And the rest of it makes sure you enjoy every moment with me."
Ininyama simply nodded her head and made a sighing moan in reply, her eyes half-closed as true fatigue started to make itself known. "As much as I enjoyed it, I fear it's made my body exhausted. I can't keep my eyes open." Faster the world around her faded; Ininyama knew she was going to pass out any moment. Somehow Andramal had untangled himself from her and placed her on the soft lounging couch nearby, stroking her arm and comforting her like the lover he was until she drifted into the beginnings of slumber. "Good night..."
Ininyama awoke suddenly and completely. She glanced around and realized she had been taken to her room. "That was nice of him." The amused Drow sat up, stretched her arms wide and yawned away the last of her sleepiness. Then she remembered the events before her fell unconscious. She was still naked under the sheets, but all her wounds had been taken care of; healed to nonexistence thanks to the minor items she and her brother had enchanted for such events.
Ininyama smiled as she went over the more pleasure-filled moments of her time with Andramal, and then turned over in her bed to stretch out the rest of her limbs and back. She could still feel the soreness of her inner walls when Andramal had enlarged himself inside her, but it was little more than a dull echo of pain from what she would of felt if she hadn't passed out at the end. "Gods...maybe I should tell him to not do that next time, I feel like a whore being so loose." The thought of being stretched again was starting to affect her senses, the tingling sensation in her loins stirring past the small pains of being used. "Ugh, maybe I am one." Ininyama giggled, but mentally forced herself to not make another mess just after her bath. Instead she lied back down, buttock up, and hugged a pillow to her chest. She was content to just rest and enjoy the cool air of the room drift along her body.
Ininyama lets out a relaxed sigh. "Life couldn't be any better...more or less."
It was at that point something jumped onto her bed and over her.
She didn't have time to see what it was; its silent approach brought about by a silence spell. Whatever it was, however, was four legged and furry from the way it sat and pinned her down. Ininyama was trapped under its weight, unable to struggle from her relaxed position. The creature growled in a low tone, and Ininyama realized what was atop her. "A gryphon!? What the hell is a gryphon doing in my home?" Ininyama growled back in increasing annoyance as the giant avian made itself comfortable on top of her, arms pinned down the moment she managed to slide them out from beneath the pillow. Its hind legs kept her legs in check, the most she could do being to kick it in the rear, but that only made the gryphon put its open beak threateningly to her neck.
Ininyama went dead still at that. She had thought the gryphon was fake - an illusion made by her brother! But the degree of detail, and the fact her constant struggling prior to the death threat didn't weaken it at all, proved it to not be a spell crafted gryphon so far as illusions went, but very real.
The gryphon crouched down lower on her and started to rub its body against hers. The feathers and fur felt nice, even sensual, against her naked flesh. The intent of the rubbing, however, was what concerned her more. "No...it wouldn't!?"
But it would. The gryphon, now labeled as male and wanting, had already pressed its hardening length between her rump cheeks. She felt his tip poke her directly on the rectum first, and for a horrified moment she thought he was going to thrust right into her, possibly to the hilt and put her in agonizing pain. But the gryphon knew where he was, and although he seemed to tease her with a few more thrusts, his hips shifted and sent his hard on lower. The gryphon's phallus slapped against her moist folds with a wet slap that made Ininyama jump under him and grunt in surprise. The feeling was good, just as any proposed sex felt, but sex with a gryphon, practically rape on her bed?
"This has to be Andramal's doing. He conjured up this gryphon and he's getting his rocks off behind the door or something!" Ininyama prayed that was the case. It seemed like the only plausible answer, but it wasn't Andramal's style either.
The gryphon had rubbed its length against her sex for several seconds now; he obviously enjoyed the act from the squawks and purring above. But his patience was finally running thin it seemed, and as he pulled back, a flex of his loins pressed his shaft up directly at her folds. The next thrust was hard and slid at least half of the shaft right into Ininyama's sex. The rod was thick, even for a gryphon, and with the newfound pressure he called out his primal song, making his drow mate's ears throb from the screech.
And at the same time the gryphon made his thrust, Ininyama tensed and screamed. Part pain, part anger, part lust, her sex ached from the harsh penetration it was given. Worse still, the rape was getting to her; getting down into her pleasure center. Her body enjoyed it more and more despite. Another thrust, shorter this time, jammed an extra couple inches inside her and made her tense again, vaginal walls clenched tightly against the virile male.
Ininyama's only prayer now was that he didn't rip her throat out when he was done.
At some point she closed her eyes as the gryphon's hips went into a rhythm of love making to her tight, squeezing love hole. Once the initial shock of him mounting her had settled down, Ininyama opened her eyes again and gasped.
It was a red dragon! Right there before her was a small, red dragon that watched the gryphon rape her; it sported an erection that made her blush in her weakened state. A gryphon and a dragon in her home at the same time!? Now she was completely baffled as to what was going on.
Her confusion must have been obvious, for the dragons head came down level to her as a clawed paw reached forward...to stroke her cheek. "It's alright my sister. This is just a very special surprise for you."
"A-Andramal?" Ininyama stuttered, staring in dumb disbelief at the dragon, and then it clicked into place. "You polymorphed! You son of a-"The gryphon nipped her neck gently, which made her shut up and hold still. Then it churred in a happy sort of way as it altered its pace into short, rapid thrusts, taking over in the act of silencing her with pleasure instead of a threat. Andramal rumbled his own amusement in front of her as he licked her nose with his new tongue. "Relax. It wasn't 'quite' supposed to happen this way. But our feathered friend got a little overzealous. But now you can relax, and enjoy yourself. It's not everyday you get gang banged by a gryphon and a dragon, is it?"
Those red 'lips' opened and showed every fang present in Andramals muzzle, a draconic grin if anything. Then his head lifted out of view and the prehensile shaft below was scooted forward. Ininyama knew what he wanted, and despite the temptation to try and bite off a portion of his polymorphed phallus, the growing desire to enjoy the sexual taboo present now was stronger. Her mouth opened wide just in time for the moist, oozing tip of Andramal's dragonhood to slide inside.
From there it was mostly Andramal and the gryphon that were doing all the hard work. Ininyama moaned and flexed inner muscles. Her orgasm periodically peaked around the meat of the gryphon above her as he thrust through the tightness. As far as she knew, Andramal had somehow negotiated with a real gryphon or found someone to polymorph into one as well. The evidence gradually mounted towards the latter as time progressed; when he started to thrust rapidly into her cervix to release his white spunk as deep as possible inside the gryphon had made care not to bite her neck or claw her sides with his talons in the process!.
Ininyama gagged out of reflex when Andramal thrust his cock a little far into her mouth - not that it was an obstacle to his and her pleasure, but it had distracted her from the hot sensation of semen inside her body. She couldn't help but admire how well, both in the sex and the appearance, Andramal looked as a dragon. She had never thought of doing something like this before, and he even had her head by a paw (She could feel the gentle prick of a claw against her shoulder from the way he had her). Doing her best to keep her gag reflex down, Ininyama redoubled her efforts to bring the dragon before her to a sticky end.
The gryphon hadn't gotten off her since his climax and had in fact started up once more to mate her. His motions were casual and gentle this time however, no doubt from the sensitivity of blowing his load and the exertion of it catching up. It was still very pleasing for her, however, with that large cock still pushing in and out of her insides. The fluids trapped within sloshed around from it too, a little always managing to ooze out from the small crevices that would hold enough to be dragged out .
Ininyama shuddered as another, weaker orgasm traveled through her loins, increasing the growing mess between her legs. It seemed to coax the gryphon to mate her with more force again as well, just in time for Andramal's draconic body to tense in its peaks of climax. A heavy huff of warm air hit the back of Ininyama as the red length that throbbed in her mouth lunged forward, popping past the small barrier trying to keep him out of her throat for a couple seconds as the first burst of dragon spunk surged forth. It was very hot, even for semen, and that made Ininyama's gag reflex kick back in.
She couldn't help the retching sensation that made that shaft pop out from her throat, but thanks to all the sticky white cum that was spurting down her gullet and dribbling from her stretched jaw, she wasn't able to send up anything from earlier. Ininyama closed her mouth back around that tip as it gushed out its large load into her mouth. She had to swallow repeatedly to try and let as little as possible slip free from around Andramals' length. She could feel it start to die down after several more spurts, which made it easier for her to drink it all down.
But the red dragon had another idea in mind for her. Once the spewing tip of his shaft was little more than a hose of pouring whiteness, he pulled back and popped his phallus free of the drow lips. Even with her fangs and the lack of space, there was not a scratch on his dick that would have been there otherwise. Having pulled back the jerking length was free to paint Ininyama's face and chest thoroughly with semen. Andramal grinned widely as he reached down to take hold of his member - the better to aim with before he finally stopped ejaculating.
Ininyama moaned out loud in exasperated glee when she found herself being coated in dragon cum. Andramal had really outdone his usual genius this time! The gryphon was still on her back, and surprisingly enough, had climaxed yet again into her vagina several seconds after Andramal had decided to pain her white. This climax was much faster than the last, and once the shooting sensation in her groin ceased, the gryphon finally got off her and laod out on the bed - one leg high in the air as he licked himself clean.
The exhausted Drow just laid there where they both had taken her. Her cunt was a mess of fluids which contrasted sharply with her purple coloring, and the front of her looked like she had been laced with frosting; semen slid down her to stain the bed sheets further. "What...gave you...the idea to do that?" She managed to ask while she tried to catch her breath. The euphoria of sexplay slowly worked itself out of her system.
Andramal simply sat there on his stained haunches, erection not yet back into hiding as he admired the sight before him. "Hmm? Oh! Well, let's just say a little bird inspired me, for the price of joining in on the fun." He chuckled inwardly and scratched at an itch along his jaw. It seemed he enjoyed his new form greatly as he also started rumble, perhaps to see what it was like.
His sister had regained enough of her strength and senses to look up at him, then back at the gryphon. "Your owl!?" She exclaimed incredulously, the shock so utterly genuine and rare that Andramal couldn't help but laugh loudly now, shaking the bed in the process.
"And why not? He's got his needs too. I though it was a genius idea, coming from a part of myself." With gentle claws Andramal picked his sister up before him and began to lick her clean. From the way Ininyama squirmed and the way that Andramal repeatedly licked spots that were already clean, they both enjoyed the experience nearly as much as the sex. "You know," Andramal started as his tongue bath progressed down her front. "We could always experiment with a few other forms some time, - see what it's like? No doubt I could make you some magical item to let you take on a few forms while you hunted as well - to better your results."
Andramal's tongue curled itself around Ininyama's left nipple and caused her to moan quietly. She batted his nose, having no desire to make any more messes on her bed. "You're one perverted wizard, you know that?" She giggled and kissed the big dragon snout before he nestled her into his arms. If being gang raped by a gryphon and a dragon was this good, what would it be like if all were willing?
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