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The Sun hung high in the clear blue sky. Blinding in it's intensity as it reflected off the paper-thin layer of snow resting on the ground. Despite it still being Winter, the weather was surprisingly mild. Hawk liked it like this. Snow meant game tracks where easier to see, and the warmth meant her fingers remained thawed enough to function properly. The wind was fresh and crisp too, carrying the faintest scent of pine in it's gentle breeze.

She jogged briskly down the narrow dirt path. It wound onwards, twisting and turning, and was flanked by a solid wall of dense foliage on each side. This was one of the lesser used paths through the Black Forest, but it also happened to be the quickest one that led to next village.. Merchant roads took too many detours, and should a situation arise, she was more than capable of handling her own anyways.

Hawk reckoned she could make it to her destination by mid-afternoon if she kept up her current pace. Some may have preferred to use a mount or one of those new, noisy automobiles and gotten there in half the time, but running kept you in excellent physical condition, and there was just something exhilarating about exploring the outdoors alone and carefree. Around her, the few birds that had braved the Winter we're chirping and singing in their hidden nests amongst the branches above. She always admired their simple, repetitive tune, and used it to keep focused on the task ahead.

No matter how Hawk looked at it; She had the appearance of a warrior. Her body was tall and lean; Dressed in a full set of flexible leather armour that she had fashioned for herself ages ago. It had a worn, scratched look to it, but in some ways, this was beneficial. New clothes were the signs of a beginner, or someone inexperienced with what they did. Used garments showed her employers that she was a capable fighter who was able to get the job done.

Her gait was that of someone sure of their movements and reflexes, which she had honed through years of hard work and exercise. Being a female also held the advantage of having people underestimate her abilities. Her strength and speed were comparable to that of a healthy male, and her skill with a blade was not to be trifled with.

Covering her head was a low-fitting hood that hid her straight blonde hair, and protected her tanned skin - the result of spending a life outdoors. Her features could be said to be attractive, but her piercing grey eyes we're sharp and far more noticeable. It had taken some time to perfect this look; but apparently many males found her very desirable. It was professional keeping a hard expression - and besides, it helped turn off any potential lovers that wasted their time on her. It seemed men always wanted the meek, defenceless woman, and not the one that could actually best them in a fair fight; a thought which amused her greatly.

She stopped for a moment of rest. It wasn't that she was tired. Hawk knew she could run for ages while wearing her armour. Instead, it was hunger that made her sit down on the hard ground at the side of the path.

She removed the heavy crossbow and quiver slung across her back, and laid it on a patch of bare turf beside her, doing the same with her sword a moment later; before leaning back against the trunk of a particularly large maple tree. She brushed the fungi off it's rough surface and pulled a slice of baked bread from a pouch at her waist.

She chewed. Stale, but decent. A little crunchy, but food was food. It didn't matter how old it was.

While eating, she inspected - as she usually did - her thick, leather boots. Like the rest of her apparel, they we're worn and crusted in a light covering of dirt and snow. They we're getting old, she thought idly. Perhaps while in the village, she would put the coin down for a new pair when she got the chance ...

With that thought in mind, she finished the last few crumbs of her bread, and wiped her hands together; Shaking whatever was left to the ground. With a satisfied yawn, she stood up and stretched; Before gathering her equipment off the ground, and stepping back onto the dusty path.

Something caught Hawk's gaze on the ground.

It was almost unnoticeable, and had she not stopped for a break, and had their not been any fresh snow on the ground, she doubted she would have noticed it amongst the tangle of fallen leaves and branches.

It was a tiny speck of crimson-red blood, right at her feet.

She bent down curiously. A tingle of suspicion coursing up her spine. It looked innocent enough, but upon closer inspection, she noticed countless other drops lay only a few feet away, and that there was a ragged part in the foliage to her left.

Something, or someone, was bleeding, and had ran straight into the woods.

Her hunter instincts came to her naturally. Wounded game? Perhaps. There were no tracks, but that didn't mean the animal hadn't left any further into the forest.

Something still piqued her interest though. The blood was fresh. It had to have only been spilled in the last hour, and she couldn't shake the nagging sense of curiosity that begged her to go and investigate. Hawk knew she wouldn't be satisfied until she found out who it belonged too. If it really was an animal, she'd leave it to the hunter who felled it. And if it was something else ...

Her eyes re-focused back to the tear in the shrubbery, hardening in concentration. It certainly was a human-sized disturbance. And there were rumours of bandits working in the area ...

If that was the case. She didn't have long to wait before the victim was caught ... or worse. She pulled the crossbow off her back and fitted a steel bolt in the weapon. Pulling the charging handle back until she heard the satisfying _click_of it being loaded. The wire string was taught, and her sword was sharp at her hip. Without another moments hesitation, she headed off into the thick brush of the woods. Her mind becoming focused and sharp, like the hunter she was.

The sunlight from the bright afternoon did not penetrate the thick tangle of dead branches from the treetops above. Immediately after stepping through the frayed tear, Hawk was plunged into the murky semi-darkness that was the Black Forest. The temperature had dropped significantly, and the chill of being kept in the shade slithered through her leather suit, and crept into her bones, freezing her to the very core.

She was afraid. Only a fool would not be. But it was this very fear that kept her alert and focused in her search for whatever it was that was wounded. Her teeth chattered, and her arms shook ever so slightly with the weight of her crossbow, but she pressed on. Following the trail of blood deeper and deeper into the woods. Taking care to push the stiff, grabbing branches out of her path, and stepping over the dark roots from trees long since flourished.

The trail stopped suddenly, and Hawk crouched down to inspect the markings. She brushed the crushed twigs and leaves away from the ground. The bleeding creature had fallen, and although it's body was no longer here, she could tell from the pressed earth and flattened shrubs, that the thing had been immobilized and collapsed.

Odd though. The creature had only been bleeding lightly, so there was no reason for it to have given up so soon, unless it had become too tired to move, and had simply fell from fatigue.

Hawk wiped her brow with the back of her hand. Whatever was being hunted, it wasn't here anymore.

She looked around, scanning the frozen earth with her gaze. There had to be more clues. Hints of what had happened here, and where the body was now. It was unbearably quiet as she searched around. Only the whisper of the wind could be heard above the silence of the shadowy forest. Even the birds remained mute in the treetops above. It was not natural, but the stillness of nature left her mind clear from distractions; And finally, she found what she was looking for.

Further ahead: Drag marks in the dirty snow. Something human-size had been gathered up and tugged further into the darkness of the woods. She wasn't far behind now.

Raising her crossbow to eye level, she walked further into the gloom. Heart pounding inside her chest.

Hawk had been tracking for five minutes in the deep brush when she stopped suddenly.

The trail had gone dead. No more drag marks. It had just ended. Almost like it had vanished into thin air.

She hefted her crossbow over her shoulder and let it rest there, trying to puzzle out what was going on. A look of confusion sweeping across her face.

Something dripped onto her hood, and she flinched at the unexpected sensation. Raising a hand, she swept it off her head. It was nauseatingly warm and sticky.

She felt her stomach churn at the unpleasant feeling of the fluid. Already knowing what it was before she even saw it.

Blood. Smeared all over her fingertips.

A tingle ran up her spine, and a numbing terror languidly crept over her cold body. She had found the victim. It was right above her.

She looked up slowly, her body stiff and frozen with horror. Suspended in the branches was the unrecognizable corpse of a deer. It's entire body was surrounded in a thick white cocoon of webs, except for a skinny back leg, which hung grotesquely limp from the suffocating net it was trapped in. A trail of blood ran down the limb, sliding off the small dark hoof before dripping to the ground right where Hawk was standing.

They we're everywhere above her. Animals of all shapes and sizes hung from the treetops like overgrown, perverse leaves. All of them ensnared in the same white cocoons as the deer, and all of them surely dead. There were too many to count, and she could only rotate on the spot at the sight of the multitude of freakish cadavers dangling and swaying gently in the breeze.

Then she heard it. The clicking.

It came from all around her. Nearly inaudible, but always faintly present at the same time. A teeth-gratingly harsh_clickclickclick_ repeated over and over again at the outskirts of her hearing.

She was in grave danger. Instinctively she remained stock-still. Rooted firmly to the spot, her eyes wide with fear; Searching about as she tried to zero in on the noise.

It only grew louder. A quiet, yet cacophonous orchestra of_clicks_ that made her tremble with unease. She had heard that noise before. Only once, and it had nearly killed her_._

They came from behind the thick trunks of barren trees, and expertly camouflaged holes in the ground. Dozens of them: Giant spiders. Most of them we're the size of a house cat, but some of the larger ones we're nearly dog-size. Their abdomens' we're fat and bulbous, completely black with yellow stripes running in jagged swirls over their filthy hairy bodies, and their eight, spindly legs we're bent at an acute angle; Allowing them to tread silently along any surface.

She felt their multitude of merciless, black eyes boring into her from all around. Feasting on their prey, before they tore it apart.

As slowly as she could, Hawk lowered her crossbow from her shoulder and aimed it at the largest one she could see. It was half hidden behind a canopy of branches, staring straight at her with eight unblinking eyes, clinging motionlessly to the jagged trunk of a birch. She reckoned there were about a dozen in total, and those were only the ones she could see.

She glanced behind her for a way out, but they had her surrounded. She could hear them everywhere, clicking their mandibles together in unison and showing off their large white fangs that dripped with oozing black venom. Her hopes of survival were dying quickly. The chance of stumbling into a giant spiders' nest was both incredibly rare, and very unfortunate.

Hawk had heard stories about how they ate their prey. Paralysing their victims and sucking their insides out while they we're still alive. It was a terrible way to go, and she had nearly suffered the same fate when she was younger.

She looked up at the countless number of animals hanging lifelessly from the trees above. Was that what she was going to end up like?

No.

She pulled the trigger on her crossbow and sent a deadly bolt straight into the ugly black head of the largest spider. It went clean through, flinging the spider like a rag-doll from it's branch and sending it careening to the ground. It's body hit the earth with a soft thump, limps twisted and mangled from the hard impact. Lifeless.

The other spiders shifted at the sight of one of their own dying. Re-evaluating their prey.

Hawk pulled another bolt from her quiver and loaded it into her crossbow, aiming at a new target as the spiders began creeping closer. This time more carefully.

"Stay back!" She shouted at them. Her voice sounded braver than she felt, and it echoed back to her eerily in the silence.

They didn't stop, and she fired again in response. The arrow whistled through the air, before halting the advance of another one in it's tracks.

She felt a deep satisfaction upon seeing it's body shudder and writhe in it's death throes. As intimidating as they we're, the spiders we're incredibly weak. Big, but their skin was like paper. Just a bunch of fat, stupid bugs.

She pulled a third bolt from the quiver, and knew she had made a terrible mistake.

The arachnids recognized that she was defenceless without a loaded weapon and skittered menacingly towards her.

The first one jumped straight at her face, and Hawk clubbed it with the stock of her weapon in mid-pounce. It crumpled to the ground stunned, and she finished it off with a swift stab to the head from the arrow still in her grasp. It screeched loudly as it was pinned to the ground. Quickly becoming still.

She spun around as another one got close. From it's yellow markings and size, it couldn't have been older then a few weeks. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, and she threw her crossbow at the thing, knowing the weapon was useless in close quarters. The heavy object struck the spider to the side, giving Hawk enough time to pull her sword from the scabbard at her hip.

It was a fine weapon. Wide, straight and made from the hardest steel in the land. The hilt was ridged and wrapped in leather strips for sure grip. Engraved all along the side of the shining blade read: 'Only as great as the wielder' in elegant, curving scripture. It had belonged to her father. His last gift before he had fallen ill.

It meant the world to her, and it's razor sharp edge had saved her life on many occasions. Now, she needed it more than ever.

She flourished the blade around in her hand expertly, before bringing it down in a vertical slash onto the spider dazed from being hit by the crossbow. It was a clean cut, slicing the creature in half before it even knew what had happened. Without wasting any time, she brought her blade up defensively and spun around; Small flecks of dark blue blood sliding off the blade.

Another spider lunged at her, and she thrust the blade forward; Letting her aggressor impale itself on it's own. It too screamed in a high-pitched whine, before she kicked it off her blade viciously; It's body sliding down the sharp steel before slumping to the ground.

They began to rush her in unison now, from every angle. She twirled, she slashed, she hacked, but their numbers never lessened. Countless lay dead at her feet, their blood soaking into the ground - or crawling around mortally injured, but still, they came.

One of them landed on her back, and she threw her head back in disgust to shake it off. It dropped onto the ground before flipping upright. Twisting to face it, she brought the sword down in a powerful, two-handed chop, but the creature hopped to the side at the last second.

The sword lodged in the earth from the impact, and it took her a brief moment to pull it loose. She wasn't ready, and the vile creature nicked it's fangs into the smooth flesh of her hand. It was barely a scratch, but it was enough to spill it's, cold black venom into her body.

With a shout of surprise, Hawk released the blade and snap-kicked the spider in the face as hard as she could. The strike crushed it's head, but another arachnid took her moment of distraction to latch onto her upper back and stab it's fangs through the armour and into her shoulder. Hard.

She cried out as she felt her hand and neck go numb almost instantly; Pain like fire searing through her veins. In a mixture of anger and desperation, she grabbed the spider before it could strike again, and threw it to the ground. Hawk tried to stomp it, but her attack was clumsy and easily dodged by the creature, which skimmed away to safety.

Her vision blurred and swooped, and she fell to her knees with a groan; hood falling from her face and revealing her frightened blue eyes that watered with pain. She was done for, it hurt too much, and her body wouldn't listen to her brain. The sword in her hand clattered uselessly to the ground as she succumbed to the poison leeching through her system. She had been so sure she would survive this ... How could it have all ended so fast?

The spiders backed off as she fell onto her front. She couldn't move her eyes anymore, but she saw hundreds of them. Everywhere in the trees and on the ground near her. It struck her that she had never stood a chance all along, and this time, her friends weren't coming for her ...

They swarmed over her immobile body. She could hardly feel their hairy legs brushing and pressing against her body, but she knew she was being cocooned in webs.

'Please ... Don't let me die like this,' she silently begged the gods. She was completely numb, and the last thing she would ever see, was her father's sword, lying on the ground before her. The words 'only as great as the wielder' smeared with inhuman blood.

As if out of nowhere; There was a massive, thundering roar the likes she had never heard before. Hawk's ears smarted painfully with how loud and drawn-out it was; her foggy mind swimming with confusion. It had certainly sounded like a lion, but that was madness, lions lived down south where it was warm and dry. Never so far up north ...

All of the spiders squirming over her body immediately tensed at the noise, and she knew she wasn't hearing things. There was another legendary roar, and somewhere in Hawk's blurred mind, she knew the creature it belonged too was much more than any northern cougar ...

The ground vibrated in rhythm as whatever it was pounded towards her subdued body. The weight of the spiders burying her suddenly lessened significantly; and she saw them flying limp through the air accompanied by the terrifying snarls of some incredible beast straight above her attacking them fearlessly.

She heard the swipe of razor claws tearing into the arachnids weak flesh and ripping them to pieces, and the smashing of mighty paws pulverizing them into the ground. From her helpless position, she caught sight of a huge, furred hind-leg, before the creature launched itself over her protectively. Whatever it was, it wasn't any lion, the five-inch talons and thick shiny coat of brown fur certainly proved that much.

The beast grabbed her by the hood with what was undoubtedly it's jaws,because she could hear it's heavy, laboured breath right near the side of her head. The thing tugged, and the world suddenly sprang into motion as she was dragged incredibly quickly across the forest floor, out of the infested lair, and back towards the direction of the path. A few of the larger spiders pursued them for a few moments, but she was moving too fast for them to follow for long. It seemed she wasn't to be devoured by insects, but rather some hungry, roaming monster. The world faded to black.

Hawk awoke to her head being gently laid on the frosted grass. The poison running through her veins was wearing off, but she still couldn't lift herself up into a sitting position; so she stayed put, lying on her back and staring blankly at the cloudless sky.

She felt the soft thumps of the creature roving around her. Why hadn't it killed her already? She would much rather be swiftly and cleanly finished by a bite to the neck then having all her innards drained. Yet here she was, completely defenceless and exposed.

The creature's shadow loomed over her, and she knew the beast would be the last thing she ever saw. Her eyes hardened and her expression was of grim defiance. She wanted to let the predator know that she was not afraid of it, nor her fate. It could take away her life, but she would not allow it to take away her pride.

But then she saw it's face, and couldn't believe her eyes. It was a ... bird - but ... wasn't. After a moment of dawning wonder, she realized that the creature - as implausible as it sounded ...

was a gryphon.

There was no mistaking it. The large, curving yellow beak. The thick, ruffled mane of feathers circling it's collar, and the astonishingly big, expressive eyes, wide with emotion. It _was_a gryphon! She had never seen one in her entire life, and like the rest of the world, she had always thought they we're mysterious, intelligent animals that we're exceedingly reclusive. As far as she could remember, nobody had seen a gryphon in living memory for the last few decades now, and many believed they we're an extinct species.

Here she was though, face-to-face with one. It looked nothing like she had ever seen before. An elegant mixture of lion and eagle - masters of land and air, mixed up into one undoubtedly beautiful hunter.

It's fur she noticed, was lush and strikingly smooth-looking. A light, chocolate brown colour that matched it's equally luxurious plumes of feathers. It's coat was shaggy yet immaculately groomed; and looked well-suited for the cold climate it lived in. From what she could see, the creature seemed to be a little larger than a full-grown lion. It had a strong chest, with powerful, stocky legs that had to be excellent for running short distance. All throughout the gryphon's body, she could see the firmness of it's taught muscles flexing and rippling underneath it's hide; and the sheer strength visible in it's refined posture. This thing ... breathed power.

Hawk was drawn into it's eyes. They we're predatory, but full of emotion; And she knew at once that this creature was not just any other common animal. Inside those deep, dark brown eyes; Hawk could see an intelligence that only a human could relate to. She couldn't look away from it's beautiful gaze, but was held there, staring back into it's unblinking, dilated black pupils.

Instantly, she knew the creature meant her no harm. If it had wanted to kill her, it would have done so already. Instead, it preferred to hover over her with an almost worried expression reflecting in it's eyes, tilting it's head side-to-side as if inspecting her physical condition.

Hawk couldn't believe what was happening. Had this gryphon actually rescued her from the spiders and pulled her to safety? There was no way she reasoned. It all had to have just been some ... some sort of - strange coincidence. The gryphon was just an animal, and animals didn't save people from certain death.

Yet as she lay there paralysed and unmoving, the gryphon and her locked eyes for a moment. It was just a brief thing, lasting barely a second before the creature broke away, but the experience left her shaken to the core. What she had just witnessed in the creature's gaze: The compassion and the sympathy that it held in their vibrant depths - was meant for her. The gryphon truly, and honestly cared.

Never in Hawk's life had she imagined feeling such an intimate bond between her and another animal. She wanted to reach out and touch the creature, to feel it's soft fur between her fingers, and stroke it's beak to make sure this wasn't a dream. If it was, she hoped it would never end. The magical moment that they we're sharing together was something that would stay with her for the rest of her life.

She wanted to cry out in frustration at not being able to move or speak. It was like a punishment of sorts: Being the first to see a gryphon in years, yet forced to endure it's presence frozen in place and unable to show it her gratitude.

The gryphon's movement brought her back to reality. It's head dipped towards her shoulder as it inspected the sharp bite wound the spiders had inflicted there. It sniffed the injury, before bringing it's majestic head back and meeting her gaze a second time. This time however, it looked much different.

The gentle kindness she had seen earlier in it's eyes was replaced with a burning rage that seemed to pour over Hawk like boiling lava. Fear coursed through her at seeing the creature like this. It's features we're warped with fury, and it looked completely unnatural in such a state. She realized though with some relief, the intense anger wasn't meant for her, but for the spiders that had nearly killed her just now. It was furious at what they had done to her, and now it wanted revenge.

The gryphon's massive wings unfurled from it's body, blotting out the sun above. They we're massive to say the least. Covered in mottled streaks of black and white feathers. It leaped into the air, and with a few powerful wing-beats, took off into the sky, gusting wind all over Hawk's body.

She didn't want to see it leave. They had been together for only a few moments, and it felt cruel for it to have ended all so soon. The gryphon had other plans however, and with a final, fleeting glance, it soared back in the direction of the spiders' lair. Intent on finishing the job it had started.

Hawk watched it go in absolute sadness. It broke over the tree treeline, and out of sight. Leaving a void of emptiness inside her heart. Gone forever.

The first thing Hawk noticed as soon as she could crawl, was that her sword was gone. She had left it back in the forest, and there was no going back for it now. That - she realized dully, would be suicide. Her father's blade had been the last thing she had ever cared about. And now, she would never see it again.

She felt nothing. The world around her seemed grey. She was happy to be alive, but at what cost? Her sword was gone, and the mysterious, brave gryphon had disappeared as soon as it had shown up. She had lost what little had ever meant to her today, and there was nothing she could do to change that.

With whatever strength she had, Hawk crawled to the side of the small clearing where the gryphon had brought her. She leaned against a tree and started rubbing the numbness out of her limbs. The birds sang in the treetops above, giving her time to think about how lucky she was to be alive, no matter what came with it.

The sun beamed down around her. It was a shockingly beautiful day, and somewhere, far off in the distance, Hawk thought she heard the faint roar of an animal she barely knew. A shiver ran down her spine at the sound, and she decided to stay where she was, if only for an hour ...

Hawk didn't have to wait that long. Within twenty minutes, the gryphon returned.

She was sitting at the base of the same tree when it staggered out of the woods, and she looked up in awe at the sight of it. She had not expected it to come back so soon, let alone at all.

Her expression however, quickly turned to one of concern when she saw the condition it was in. It's once lovely fur was not smooth and glossy, but tangled and dishevelled, and covering it's face and paws was the blue blood of the spiders' it had undoubtedly slaughtered thoroughly. It's gait showed a significant limp, and it's eyes no longer held the fiery anger that she had seen earlier; replaced instead with a meekness it seemed almost ashamed of.

It took a few, pained steps forwards, before collapsing to it's flank from exhaustion, looking at her helplessly.

Hawk stood up quickly, stumbling like the village drunk from the poison still in her veins. She approached the fallen gryphon, but took care not to get to close. She knew, that no matter how smart this creature was, an animal was an animal, and an injured one was always the most unpredictable and dangerous of them all.

Still, she couldn't stand there and do nothing. It pained her to see such a magnificent creature appear so weak and frail before her. It was apparent the gryphon had taken it's retribution against the spiders, but at what cost? One bite had left her hopelessly paralysed; this creature had just annihilated over a hundred spiders, it must have an unimaginable amount of venom pumping through it's body right now.

Hawk took another step closer, and noticed the gryphon had something clutched in it's beak and tucked under it's splayed wing. It was bright and shiny, almost like steel ...

With a rush of disbelief, she realized the gryphon had brought her sword back. There was no way ... It couldn't be ... Her eyes we're playing tricks on her ...

She knelt down beside the gryphon's feathered head, not even noticing how close she was to the creature anymore. Her mind was entirely focused on the sharp blade held by the animal. She reached out, her hand trembling, and grasped the hilt. The gryphon let the weapon drop into her grasp without resistance, and she brought it up to her eyes to inspect what she hardly believe could have been returned to her ...

The gryphon had gone out of it's way to find and bring her sword back. She felt numb as she rotated the weapon around in her grasp, her eyes wide with amazement. First it had saved her life, and now this. She felt overwhelmed with compassion for this creature, and her voice shook when she spoke.

"You ... you brought it back for me?"

The gryphon's dark, intelligent eyes met her's; and it answered with a single, weak, bob of it's head.

Hawk nearly fainted with this new revelation. She hadn't even suspected it, but now it was proven. The gryphon could understand her.

The fallen creature gave a low, melancholy chirp, and Hawk found her attention diverted away from her gleaming sword and back to the injured gryphon. She dropped the weapon into the grass when she saw the condition her friend was in.

All around the gryphon's neck were bite-marks where the spiders had clung on and injected their venom into it's body. She counted quickly and found that they're were over a dozen punctures, with many more on it's powerful limbs as well. Each of the wounds oozed filthy black venom mixed with crusted drops of the gryphon's own red blood; and she realized with a start, the gryphon was dying.

"No ... no ... no no no." Hawk moaned. Not like this. She didn't want the gryphon to die after everything it had done for her. It wasn't fair that it should sacrifice it's life to save her's. If she had known this would be the outcome, she would have rather the gryphon never have found her. If it succumbed to it's injuries here, Hawk would never forgive herself. It would be all her fault ... She had done nothing for it ... and it had given up everything to save a complete stranger.

She couldn't let that happen. She had to try.

"Hold on," she said to the creature, attempting to keep the quaver out of her voice and sound in-control. "I'm going to try and help you."

It looked into her eyes with it's pleading gaze, and Hawk noticed the youthfulness shining in their depths. Not only was it struggling to survive. It was obviously a very young creature, maybe an adolescent at most.

She reached out tentatively, gauging the creature's reaction to her movement. The gryphon didn't seem bothered that she was close to it's body, but it seemed upset with itself in it's current state of weakness. Nevertheless, it allowed her to stroke it's thick mane of feathers surrounding it's collar, whistling softly with each breath.

Hawk couldn't believe how exotically smooth the gryphon's coat was. It flowed like water, tickling her fingers as she passed her hand through it's mane. A tear trickled down her cheek. She had never believed she would meet a gryphon, let alone be allowed the honour of stroking it's powerful body.

"Don't worry, you're going to be alright. I'm going to make you better." She said. The gryphon wheezed quietly in response. Whether it believed her or not, Hawk didn't know. She just hoped with all her heart the creature would trust her enough to allow her to help it.

Thinking quickly, she grabbed her metal canteen at her waist and unscrewed the cap. She poured the cold water inside into the palm of her free hand and wiped the blood off the gryphon's face. She worked as fast as she could, but the sticky substance was rubbed in deep.

By the time she was finished, her muscles burned from strain. Cleaning a gryphon was tough work, but it paid off. The gryphon's natural brown plumes were visible now instead of the ugly blue they had been covered in moments ago.

Next, Hawk opened a small pocket on her armour, and pulled out a tiny cloth bag. She untied the string holding it together and dumped the contents into her hand. It was crushed darkroot, a powerful anti-venom that was extremely hard to find, but very effective for that reason. She only kept it for severe emergencies, but she figured a dying gryphon qualified for it's use.

She fumbled for the metal canteen again and dumped the powder into the remaining water inside. darkroot mixed with liquids, and was meant to be drank for it to be useful. She didn't know how much the gryphon needed because it was much bigger then her, so, she decided to use the whole pouch, her shaking hands making her spill a bit down the sides.

When she was done, Hawk held out the canteen to the gryphon's large beak, intending to pour it down the gryphon's mouth seeing as it couldn't drink on it's own. But it looked at her nervously, and shied away from the bottle. It obviously didn't understand what was happening.

"Please, you have to trust me," she begged. "I promise this will make you better."

It twisted it's head to meet her gaze a second time. It's breath was coming in quick pants, and she knew it's heart was going to stop if it didn't drink the medicine immediately. She locked eyes with it as it's predatory stare bored into her. Instinct told her to look away at the tell-tale sign of dominance, but she felt that if she did, the gryphon would see it as an act of mistrust; so, she didn't break off; intent on showing the creature she knew what she was doing, and wasn't afraid.

Apparently it decided it meant her no harm, because it gave a small, defeated sigh and laid it's head back on the ground. Opening it's beak an inch and closing it's eyes.

Hawk didn't wait for the animal to change it's mind, and quickly tilted the the contents of the bottle down the gryphon's mouth. It gave a little cough as the liquid poured down it's throat, but thankfully didn't protest any more then that.

As soon as the gryphon had finished the last drop, she clipped the canteen back on her waist and rubbed her eyes. She suddenly felt very tired. The events of the afternoon had caught up with her, and the urge to sleep was overwhelming. She looked at the gryphon and noticed it's eyes we're still closed. It obviously trusted her enough to rest in her presence; and she felt more then a little humbled at the respect it was showing her.

Carefully, so as the not to disturb the gryphon; Hawk placed a hand on it's flank and felt the rise and fall of it's powerful chest with each breath. She felt an undeniable love rise up inside her for the injured creature; and her tears fell freely.

"Please don't die," she whispered into it's small ears. "I ... I can't thank you enough for what you've done for me ..."

The emotion was sudden and confusing. She had only known this animal for a few minutes, yet it pulled the strings of her heart like she had known it all her life. She adored everything about it, because in many ways, it reminded her of herself. Smart, strong, brave, yet all alone in the world. Though whereas Hawk simply chose to live out a secluded existence, the gryphon was forced to endure it. With so few of them on the earth, perhaps it's gentleness came from the fact it never spent much time with another of it's own kind; and maybe it was just looking for a friend. It was a depressing thought, but she comforted in the fact she could give it company in what might be it's final minutes.

Those minutes slowly trickled into an hour. The gryphon still rested, and Hawk's head laid against it's soft, warm fur; Both of them basked in the yellow sun burning high above. The creature she realized - had survived. It was still incredibly weak from the poison, but she could feel the power now in it's every breath. The thump of it's heart was strong and healthy, and she could feel it vibrating her ribs with every beat. Soon the gryphon's muscles would push off the paralysis still holding them, and then, well - she didn't know what would happen after that. She smiled to herself; either way - she had did it. The gryphon would live after all.

Gradually, as time wore on, Hawk too closed her eyes and fell asleep against the gryphon. An overwhelming sense of relief and happiness washing over her. All was well.

When she awoke, she noticed two things. The sun was a little lower from when she last remembered seeing it, and the gryphon she had been with all afternoon - was gone.

She sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes; looking around in confusion. Where could it have gone? Did it up and leave? Just like that?

The answer was a heartbreaking 'yes'.

She supposed she should feel a little sad; but in reality, she didn't know what to feel. Anti-climatic for sure. Maybe she had expected too much ... but what had she been waiting for? To spend a little more time with the animal? Hawk blushed at the thought. But still, she couldn't deny she wanted to see the gryphon again. No matter what, the thought would just not leave her head. The picture of the it's gleaming body was seared into her memory, and she was a little disappointed she would never get another precious moment with it.

Time had just flown by, it had been foolish to have fallen asleep so close to such a magical creature. No wonder it had left. It had probably spent it's entire life by itself, so it sneaking off on a sleeping human should have come as no surprise to her.

But it was.

Hawk took a deep, shaky breath, and brushed a lock of blonde hair off her face. She picked up her sword lying forgotten on the ground. Inspecting the engravings on the side. Now, she realized, it meant two things to her. She slid it back into the scabbard on her waist and looked into the sparkling blue sky.

Maybe it was the wind, but she heard the softest of whistles in the distance, barely a whisper ... and then it was gone.

She was hearing things. Like her nickname, her eyes we're like those of a hawk, but she guessed her ears weren't. Those were just human.

There it was again though! Louder this time, like the screech of an eagle echoing through the wilderness. A tingle ran up her spine, and her eyes scanned above the treeline excitedly.

The gryphon soared majestically over the forest straight in her direction, and she laughed out-loud with joy at seeing it appear so happy and alive. The gryphon had not forgotten about her after all! It just wanted to make an entrance.

Well, it was certainly impressive. The gryphon twirled and looped high up in the air; it's massive wings flapping leisurely and without effort. It was a sight to behold, and it was amazing to watch such a giant creature fly so easily - so naturally.

She observed the beautiful display of aerial acrobatics for a few exhilarating minutes before the gryphon suddenly angled upwards and climbed high into the sky in a few powerful strokes. Hawk waited breathlessly for it to descend, but it didn't. It kept rising until it was nothing more then a black speck against the blue canvas of the air.

Then it dived. Faster than an arrow. Faster than anything alive. A blur of nothing, headfirst towards the ground, wings trimmed and body vertical. A veritable free-fall.

Hawk gazed in awe. The flips and twirls from earlier were nothing compared to this. With each passing second, the gryphon got closer to the ground, but it never slowed down. It only got faster and faster ...

In the space of a millisecond, there was a huge, thunderous boom of noise. Almost like the sky giving a single, mighty clap. Hawk nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound. The noise was like nothing she had ever heard before, and there was no way the gryphon had produced it with it's voice. She only knew that it had something to do with the speed the creature was falling at; and with a dawning wonder, she realized the gryphon had just broken some physical boundary that was beyond all comprehension.

"Incredible," she whispered to herself.

Before the gryphon could collide with the ground, it unfurled it's wings in one smooth motion and swooped elegantly along the surface of the earth, losing absolutely no speed. It tore straight at Hawk and she froze in shock at the sight of it careening towards her. Gliding barely an inch above thawing earth.

Instinctively Hawk threw herself onto the grass to avoid the predator, but the gryphon wasn't even coming at her anymore. It had gained just enough altitude so that it flew right above her head harmlessly, but she still felt the massive gust of wind ruffle her hair.

She swore she heard the creature tittering happily at having frightened her. It was showing off; but Hawk smiled regardless.

After a few more loops around the clearing the gryphon landed perfectly on the ground a dozen meters away from her. It's fur was all windswept and handsome-looking, tufted ears perked up curiously, Brown eyes shining.

Hawk got back up to her feet and brushed herself off. She placed her hands on her hips and looked at the gryphon in a playfully admonishing way. It looked much different from what she had seen earlier. Gone we're the cuts and bites. Somehow they had all healed flawlessly. It's fur was groomed again too; no more blood, and it's overall appearance was much healthier. This was a truly outstanding animal.

Surprisingly, the gryphon made the first move. It strode over to her, it's body swaying with the natural grace of a hunter until it was no less than a dozen feet away from Hawk, staring at her.

They stood apart for a few quiet seconds before Hawk covered the remaining distance herself. Her steps we're slow and careful. There was no sense making the gryphon jumpy and nervous because of a few sudden movements.

Without saying a word she raised her arm, palm open to show she meant no harm. The gryphon stared back with it's big, innocent eyes, pawing the ground awkwardly. It seemed it hadn't thought about what would happen if they got this far.

"Shhhh, it's okay," she said soothingly. "I don't want to hurt you."

It blinked at her words, and lowered it's head a bit. Hawk took it as an invitation to stroke it's neck, and she did. Feeling the creature's oily soft feathers between her fingers and allowing the back of her hand to brush across the creature's fuzzy cheek ruffs It's gaze was shy but entirely adorable. The creature obviously respected her greatly, but the feeling was entirely mutual.

Hawk gradually walked further down the creature's length. The animal was huge. Even though it was on four legs, it stood nearly even with her head, and she knew that if it could stand, it would be over nine feet tall. She trailed her finger's lightly down the creature's side as she moved towards it's hindquarters. God, she could feel it's thick fur all day. So warm and soft. Stroking it left her feeling positively naked standing there in nothing but her armour.

Eventually she reached the tail, it wasn't as long as she'd thought it would be, but it was considerably thicker. Covered with the same chocolate fur and ending oddly with plumes of feathers. It seemed to have little purpose, like the tail on a lynx, only bigger. Still, she couldn't deny it rather suited the creature adequately. She had always assumed gryphons we're lean, quick and flexible, but this creature was tough as granite and built for strength. It was an interesting revelation to say the least.

She rounded on the gryphon and walked back to it's front. It hadn't budged an inch while she had toured it's body, but it caught her gaze as soon as she was back where she had started, staring at her expectantly.

Hawk took a deep breath and whistled, "Well, you certainly are a big one."

The corners of the gryphon's beak twisted up ever so slightly, and it's eyes seemed to brighten. A smile?

"This might sound crazy but ... can you actually understand me?" She asked. "I mean, I know you're just an animal but I'm pretty sure you nodded earlier when -" She trailed off, because the gryphon was busy bobbing it's head vigorously, making Hawk's jaw drop.

"I can hardly believe it! You really can understand me!"

The creature chirped happily. It sounded remarkably like a blue-jay.

Hawk was still at a loss for words. She felt dizzy but she had to find out more. "Can you talk too? Speak Current maybe?"

The gryphon's smile faded a little bit, and it shook it's head.

"That's a no? So you can listen but you can't speak is that right?"

Another nod.

"That's too bad," Hawk replied. "Well I guess one is better than nothing right?"

It whistled mundanely. Maybe it didn't really care at all. It probably had it's own form of communication between it's species anyways.

They stood there for a few seconds in silence. Listening to the birds sing in the trees, and the soft hiss of the wind. It was an odd sight. A human standing near a huge gryphon, apparently having a conversation. Hawk still really couldn't believe this was actually happening herself.

"I never really got to thank you ... well, for everything you did for me." She started quietly. "You saved my skin back there from those spiders ... and you ... you brought my sword back too. I guess nothing I can really say will ever show how grateful I really am-" She was cut off again by the gryphon, who had bowed it's head was busy nuzzling it's beak appreciatively against her hand. It obviously understood what she was trying to say, because she had already re-payed the favour by saving it's life too.

"Hey - hey c'mon," she said. "I didn't really do anything. All I did was fix you up. You're the one who did all the hard work."

The gryphon responded my rubbing his beak even faster on her hand, chirping noisily in disagreement.

"Okay okay, I guess we'll call it even then. You saved my life and I saved yours. Deal?"

The gryphon stopped it's massage and looked up with it's sparkling eyes. Nodding once. Deal.

"As much as it means to you, my name is Hawk, I'm an explorer."

The creature cocked an eyebrow humorously and looked upwards thoughtfully for a second, before opening it's beak and letting loose the screeching call of a hawk.

Hawk herself was quiet for a moment, before giving a genuine smile and reaching up to scratch the gryphon behind one of it's furry ears. It squirmed happily at the feeling, a dreamy look in it's eyes.

"You're really smart and funny you know that?"

It didn't answer, but instead twisted it's head to try and get more out of the scratching.

Hawk was more than happy to comply, the creature had saved her life after all. She added a thumb to rub it's temple and earned a satisfied yawn from the gryphon, which revealed a huge red tongue.

"Have I found you're weak spot? Because correct me if I'm wrong, but I think you're really liking this."

Like a dog, only much, much larger; the gryphon began stomping it's hind-leg on the ground in pleasure. Yep. Weak spot confirmed.

Her massage continued for another minute before Hawk gradually eased away. The gryphon's eyes which had been closed in bliss snapped open, it looked a little upset that it was over so soon, but didn't make it's protests heard.

"Don't worry, there's more where that came from. I'm just a little tired that's all."

The gryphon gave what had to be a grin and shook itself quickly, puffing all it's feathers up and sending dander everywhere. It looked incredibly silly, and Hawk couldn't help but smile back. She felt a tingly warmth in her heart for the creature in front of her, something she hadn't felt in a while for, well - anyone_really. She truly enjoyed talking to this creature because it was the perfect companion in many ways. Smart, kind, and a good listener. '_Why couldn't more males be like this?' She wondered idly, but quickly pushed the thought from her head.

"So, what else do you gryphon's do for fun?" She asked the creature currently grooming in front of her.

It looked up and gave her a sly look. Hopping to it's four legs and sticking it's rump in the air while keeping it's chest low to the ground. It's arms we're straight out but it's claws we're hidden, and it shook it's hindquarters back and forth playfully.

"Oh, you like to play don't you? Well, I don't know if you noticed, but there's a bit of a size difference between us, so you better go easy."

It nodded it's head excitedly and bounded back and forth side to side, constantly waggling it's hips in the air. How could she say no to something as funny as that?

"Alright give me a second here," she said. Unstrapping her sword, quiver and any other items that would only get in the way. Once she was done she crouched a little for balance and cracked her knuckles. "You promise you'll go easy on me?"

The gryphon raised an eyebrow and looked at her as if to say; "Seriously?"

Hawk took this look as a sign of understanding. Or at least she hoped it was.

"Okay then, lets go furball." She teased. Wondering if she was about to eat those words.

The gryphon gave her a cunning wink before pouncing towards her in a blur. Hawk had not been ready and was instantly swept off her feet and tackled to the ground. In one fluid motion, the gryphon's arms slipped from her waist to her shoulders and Hawk soon found herself pinned firmly on the grass.

She was staring up at the gryphon who looked down at her happily; and Hawk knew if this had been a real fight, she would have been dead already. It was a good thing her big friend was just that.

The play-fight was far from over however, and with no hesitation, Hawk grabbed the gryphon's forepaws and lifted with all her might. Surprisingly, the gryphon wasn't nearly as heavy as it looked and it's victorious smirk quickly turned into a squawk of surprise as she threw the gryphon's body upward and rolled to the side; Escaping it's clutches.

She jumped up and bounced from toe-to-toe in a boxing stance, brushing the dirt off her shoulders. "Is that all you've got?" She chided, already out of breath.

The gryphon's eyes hardened at the comment, and it circled her body imposingly, shoulders hunched and head low. It was a little intimidating to be honest, and Hawk made a mental note to stop chirping the animal.

She waited for it to jump at her again, but it didn't, and she realized it was waiting for her to make a move this time. So, Hawk did the only thing she could, and ran full on into it's flank, wrapping her arms around it's waist and forcing it to the ground. She was on top of the gryphon for a full second before the creature twisted it's body rolled over on-top of her, reversing their positions. Hawk still had momentum though, and soon, they both found themselves rolling around in the grass struggling to gain a dominant position. She knew the gryphon was dragging this out. If it wanted to win, it would have done so right away, but it seemed to be far more interested in having fun than beating her; and either way, Hawk didn't mind, how often did you get the chance to tackle a gryphon?

For ages they wrestled around in the grass, but eventually, Hawk found herself tiring out. No doubt sensing her weakness, the gryphon did a single flip, and pinned her a second time. Try as she might, Hawk could not lift the gryphon off her with brute strength alone. All of her muscles burned with strain, and the gryphon had her securely locked to the ground. The fight was over, she had lost.

She looked up and met the gryphon's gaze, still struggling in an attempt to wriggle free, but the gryphon would not let her go.

Hawk smiled and went limp. Maybe it wanted her to be still.

"Okay, you got me, I submit ... you win gryphon."

Yet it still did not let her go. It glared down at her with a hungry look in it's eyes, which seemed much darker and emptier than usual. Hawk's smile disappeared and her expression flashed concern as the gryphon looked over her panting body with it's icy stare, and she got the peculiar feeling it was searching her for something - she just didn't know what, but something told her she did not want to find out.

After a few moments of having the gryphon blow it's hot breath on her cheek as she lay pinned underneath it's mass, it suddenly locked eyes with her and burned into her gaze. It was uncomfortable having such a large predator look at her like that, and she broke away; looking to the side.

As soon as she did, the gryphon's head bent low and opened it's beak, giving her exposed cheek a slow, rough lick with it's tongue. After it was finished, it hopped off her body.

Hawk lay there for a moment stunned. Some innate, gut-reaction told her the lick had not been affectionate at all. Rather, It left her with the feeling that she had been claimed. She felt oddly violated and confused. It had not been a pleasant experience having the gryphon stare at her like that.

Without wasting another second, she got up and wiped the hot saliva off her cheek; an act the gryphon certainly did not miss. It rounded on her and narrowed it's eyes, but quickly took on an innocent look as if nothing had happened.

Hawk chose to ignore the lick, but did not approach the gryphon again. Instead, she waited for it to come to her, and it promptly trotted over after realizing she wouldn't budge.

Not making a chirp, the creature rubbed against her body like an overly-large house-cat, purring contently before curling up in a ball at her feet. With a sigh, Hawk sat down beside it and began scratching behind it's ear. Like clockwork, one of the gryphon's hind-legs began tapping rhythmically on the ground and it scrunched it's face up in happiness. Hawk smiled too. The memory of the lick faded from her mind as she rendered the gryphon sleepy with bliss. What did it matter, the gryphon was competitive, but in the end, she knew it loved her deeply.

And from the look on the gryphon's face, she knew she'd be here for a while.

After what felt like hours of stroking the beautiful animal, Hawk realized the creature had fallen asleep. It was a quiet slumber. The animal made tiny whistles each time it breathed, and soon, Hawk knew she had to leave now. She had spent the entire day with the gryphon, and as much as she regretted it, it was time to go.

"Goodbye friend."

She grabbed her things and stood up. Patting the gryphon a final time before walking away. Hawk looked back only once at the sleeping gryphon, before she stepped onto the dirt path and resumed her journey.

She did not know the creature had been surveying her all along. Nor did she see or hear it rouse itself and take off silently into the air. It's dark eyes always watching.

The Sun was now a startling blood red, and the sky was laced with beautiful pink and orange ribbons that streaked through the few wisps of clouds that had finally made their appearance. The trees beside Hawk we're tall and dark, and it was becoming harder to see the path now, but she carried on. She had done this countless times before.

The smells of a coming spring filled the air with the crisp scent of wet leaves and budding foliage. Outside, not a sound could be heard except the constant, calming chirrup of crickets hidden in the plants that lined the side of the narrow path. If one looked far enough into the darkness that was the forest, they might have seen the occasional twinkle of a firefly lighting up the otherwise unwelcoming gloom.

Hawk felt great. Somehow, spending time with the gryphon had mysteriously healed her wounds faster than physically possible. Already they were pink scars instead of the vicious, bloody gashes they had been earlier, and she was thankful that she didn't have to worry about an infection anymore.

The gryphon had made her think about many things. Up until now, the whole idea of such creatures still walking the earth with humans was practically myth. She had probably just met the first one ever seen in ages, and ironically enough, she had no proof that their encounter had even occurred. For many reasons, she was glad for this. Now the memories of her and the gryphon's time together would remain entirely personal and intimate to her only. If such a discovery of the continuing existence of gryphon's was ever revealed to the general public, there would be no end to the questions the population would ask her wanting more information on the animals.

And while many of these questions would be harmless, there would always be someone wanting to hunt and poach such a rare creature. It disgusted her that some people would actually want to kill such a beautiful animal just to place it's head as a trophy on their wall. How somebody could do that and sleep at night made her feel just plain sick.

The world was full of people like that. Human beings with a twisted, warped sense of entertainment that made her blood boil just thinking about them. For this reason, she was honestly thankful her and the gryphon's time together was a complete and total secret. It would remain that way too, for the safety of the gryphon.

There was a chirp, and Hawk looked around in confusion. There were no birds awake at this hour. They had all taken to the comfort of their nests.

She heard it again from somewhere behind her, and turned. She recognized the sound.

A blue-jay.

"Is anybody there?" She asked the empty forest around her. It was a pointless question, she knew the gryphon was watching her, and the fact that it wouldn't reveal itself made her nervous for many reasons.

A whistle to her right, further into the woods. It was incredibly silent. Even the crickets had gone mute.

Hawk squinted into the darkness where she heard the noise. The gryphon was playing with her again.

"I know it's you gryphon. Come on out so I can see you."

She waited restlessly for a minute before she heard the crackle of branches behind her. Adrenaline coursed through her body as she spun around, her hand instinctively finding the hilt of her blade. Melting out of the shadow of the woods behind her was the massive brown body of the gryphon. It's eyes we're liquid dark orbs that reflected the light of the sun, and it's body was tense; showing it's powerful muscles that rippled underneath it's coat. It almost looked alien.

Hawk relaxed upon seeing the animal, but her hand stayed near her sword. There was no telling what her friend was up to.

"Sorry for not saying goodbye when you we're awake," she said carefully. "I wanted to let you rest up. You went through a lot today"

The gryphon only stared at her with it's oddly frigid eyes.

"Please don't be mad at me. I thought we had a really fun time and all, but it's time for us to part ways."

The creature shook it's head side-to-side slowly, and hawk silently cursed under her breath. The gryphon didn't want to leave her for whatever reason. Hawk was getting a little frustrated.

"Look, I'm a human, and you're a gryphon." She explained. I have to go do things now because it's getting late ... and no - you can't come with me."

The gryphon gave her a confused "why not?" Look.

"Well, our lives are just very different. I have human_things to do, and you have _gryphon things to do. It's really hard to explain okay? You just have to believe me."

The creature looked devastated, and Hawk couldn't stop herself from walking over carefully and placing a hand on it's giant beak. She felt a pang of guilt when it flinched from her touch.

"Please don't be upset. I think you're one of the most amazing creature's I've ever met. It's just that we have to go our own ways now. I know it's hard, and trust me, I don't like the idea either, but it has to happen okay?"

The gryphon looked up into her eyes. It's pupils we're huge and black, but it nodded it's head slowly. It understood.

Hawk drew the creature in for a hug, feeling it's warm breath near her ear. The creature remained rigid and still, but it embraced her all the same.

"Thanks you," she said muffled by feathers. "You saved my life today, and I'll never forget that. I promise."

When she drew back, the gryphon still stared sadly at her. Hawk took a few backward steps, before waving goodbye and walking away down the path. When she looked back, the gryphon was gone.

Twenty minutes later, and after years of exploring in the wild, Hawk had the distinct feeling she was being stalked by something. The sun still clung suspended in the sky, yet it's light struggled to reach every shadow, leaving her in semi-darkness and unable to locate her follower.

She had a good idea who it was however, she just couldn't see. So she waited. Bidding her time.

Patience paid off in the end, and within five minutes, her stalker revealed itself. Just as anticipated, it was the gryphon. She sighed exasperatedly when she saw it's body sulk out of the trees in front of her. This wasn't going to be easy.

"Hey!" She said loudly. "Don't you remember what I told you?"

The gryphon however, walked straight up to her fearlessly, and her outstretched arm did not prevent him from stopping at all. He rubbed and brushed against her body, all while purring loudly; and Hawk could do nothing but stumble to remain upright as she was unintentionally jostled by the heavier gryphon. Obviously it would not leave her alone until it got what it wanted, so she gave up:

"Okay okay you win. I'll stay with you for a little while longer, then I am going to go for good, Understand?"

The gryphon ignored her, continuing it's rubbing.

Hawk tapped it's head sharply and it stopped.

"I said, understand?"

It looked up and rolled it's eyes sarcastically, and Hawk couldn't help but smile. The gryphon reminded her a bit of herself.

Still standing, Hawk began massaging the gryphon's head until it rolled to the ground and flipped onto his back; exposing his stomach and looking at her expectantly with it's dark eyes.

It was here Hawk learned two things: One, it wanted it's tummy rubbed. And two: The gryphon was not a girl like she thought, but_definitely_ a male.

It's not like she really cared, but it was hard not to notice. Nestled in between the gryphon's back legs were two surprisingly large, round testicles tucked neatly in a furry sack. Directly above rested a thick brown sheath surrounded by a forest of rumpled feathers. She also noticed a pleasantly musky aroma that drifted off the gryphon that she hadn't smelled earlier. Hawk couldn't deny it was strangely arousing, and she shook her head just to clear her thoughts.

God had the gryphon saw what she just did? She looked up and knew her answer was 'yes' when she caught his intelligent gaze staring impassively back at her. Quickly she bent down to rub the gryphon's stomach, maybe he didn't understand. She certainly hoped he didn't.

If there ever was such a thing as an awkward belly rub this was it. The entire time the gryphon was watching her curiously despite the fact he was plainly enjoying the attention. Hawk tried not to look at his package, but from time to time the gryphon would twist his body - whether intentional or not - and his sheath and sack would slap against each thigh respectively which irrevocably drew her gaze.

After a while she managed to shake the image of the well-endowed gryphon from her head and simply fell into the rhythm of each stroke of her hand. The gryphon too seemed to eventually ignore her and let his head fall back as Hawk massaged his soft mid-section. Revelling in the comfort his human companion provided.

After they finished, Hawk stood up and waited for the gryphon to look at her. When he turned his wide stare into her's she tried to put on a serious face.

"I'm going to go now and you are not going to follow, understood?"

The gryphon hesitated for a moment before nodding. Hawk felt the tension leave the air.

"Thanks. I hope to see you again one day if we ever get the chance."

The animal nodded a second time, still on his back.

"You're sure you're not going to follow me now are you?"

The gryphon smiled and bobbed his head.

Hawk grinned back and winked. Turning around and continuing her trek down the path.

Within seconds she felt something slam violently into her back and pull her to the ground. She gave a shout of surprise as she used her hands to break her fall and roll over; trying to get back up, but the gryphon was on top of her. His massive paws landing on her wrists and pinning her to the ground hard.

She struggled with all her might but the gryphon only purred loudly. Everything was a game to him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" She yelled.

The gryphon immediately stopped his rumbling and glared at her with piercing eyes. Hawk wondered if shouting at him had been a good idea.

"I'm done playing, let me up," she commanded quietly yet firmly. The gryphon however, chose not to.

They stared at each other for a long second before the gryphon's head dipped down and his huge tongue slipped from his beak. Hawk flinched as it slapped wetly against her neck and gave her a sloppy lick right up her cheek. As soon as the gryphon was finished, he jumped off her body to let her stand.

Hawk stumbled to her feet. Once again it hadn't been an affectionate lick but some long, dominating one. She backed away from the intimidating gryphon, scathingly. Raising an arm, she wiped off the warmth on her face. There was a chirp, and suddenly she was on the ground again, the gryphon pinning her once more.

Now she was annoyed.

"What do you want from me?"

The gryphon of course didn't answer, but it's gaze was burning and intense. It was no longer the innocent, kind creature from earlier but now a full-grown predator. A tingle of fear coursed up Hawk's spine. It would never hurt her would it?

It gave her face another hot, wet lick. Staying on her cheek even longer than before. The act bothered her greatly. Did the gryphon think she was a toy?

As anticipated, the gryphon withdrew his tongue and walked off her wrists; allowing her to stand. Hawk got back up and immediately rubbed her face clean again.

The gryphon gave a feral growl and lunged, but she had been expecting this and sidestepped. He skittered past before twisting around quickly and darting at her once more; only this time he swept his mighty paw out and knocked her legs out from under her. Hawk fell over onto her rear-end, and the gryphon pushed her to the ground roughly with another paw, now towering over her menacingly. He did not look pleased.

"Why do you keep licking me?" She pleaded with the larger creature. "Can't you see I don't like it?"

It's expression flickered but hardened in a second, and it's brown eyes flashed angrily. It glared at her for a few moments until her eyes broke away. Whatever the gryphon was doing she decided eye contact was not helping whatsoever.

Hawk should have seen it coming, but she didn't. As soon as her gaze left the gryphon's, he knelt down and slapped his large tongue against her a third time. It stayed there for a while as she flinched away, the bumpy texture pressing deeply into her skin for emphasis. She felt saliva drip down her neck and onto her collarbone; the gryphon flexing and undulating his tongue all over her to whatever personal fetish.

Hawk lay there immobile and completely humiliated as she realized she would just have to accept the disturbing act whether she liked it or not. Apparently the gryphon didn't want her cleaning his embrace off, because each time she had done so, he only licked her more forcefully. It seemed like he was establishing himself as the alpha, and letting her know she was completely subservient to him. All her being told her to deny him him this, but he was so much stronger and faster, and she didn't like the idea of an actual fight with such an animal.

The gryphon finished with her cheek and reared back, staring at her for a long time before stepping off her. Taking care to press her hands into the earth for good measure. Hawk got up shakily; still stunned by what he had done, but she did not dare clean herself up.

The gryphon glared at her approvingly before beginning a hungry circle of her body. She noticed his eyes had a savage glint in them and that his breath came in quick pants, and slowly, with a budding sense of horror, she realized that he was appraising her.

Her hand went to her sword but the gryphon had already raised himself on his hind-legs by the time she had grabbed the hilt. She stared for a split-second in awe at his full height before his front paws wrapped snugly around her waist and he dragged her to the ground once more.

The earth was cold but the gryphon's form was boiling hot. She felt his heavy pants near her ear and his body rubbing closely against hers. Going on instinct, Hawk pulled herself into a crawl but the gryphon flipped her onto her back with a lazy flick of his claws.

She lay underneath his body staring at his belly when she saw something that she'd never dreamed she'd see in a million years. Something that made her both want to scream as loud as possible, but stare at in wonder.

Between the gryphon's powerful thighs, rested his impressively large member that was stiff with arousal.

Only a groan escaped Hawk's mouth at the sight of it. The gryphon hadn't been playing with her now, nor had he been attacking her. The answer was so obvious she couldn't believe she had missed the signs: Saving her from the spiders, returning her sword, impressing her with his flying, play wrestling in the grass, spending the entire afternoon together. It all fit together now. The gryphon had been courting her this entire time.

'He wants to breed me!'

The thought struck her like a sack of bricks. Everything made perfect sense, but the one irrefutable piece of evidence was the licking. The lick, she realized suddenly, was meant to represent the act of choosing a mate. The male licked the female and she was naturally supposed to accept it. All this time Hawk had been wiping it off which was the reason the gryphon was becoming so irritated and aggressive. Perhaps it wasn't used to having a girl turn it down, or perhaps that didn't even happen at all with gryphons.

Well maybe the female gryphons never declined a good breeding, but human ones certainly did. As much as she ... appreciated ... the notion the gryphon liked her enough to choose her for that sort of thing, she just ... well things just didn't work that way.

What if the creature got mad though? Hawk had _allowed_the gryphon to lick her. She hadn't brushed it off like the other times. Now he totally expected her to want it. God, how had she gotten herself into this mess?

She looked back up at the underside of the gryphon and noticed he was staring right at her; his body standing possessively over her's.

"Hey, look, I know what you're thinking and I'm going to tell you right now that it can't happen."

The gryphon didn't seem to be listening, instead he was busy sniffing her armour.

"I'm flattered that you think of me like that and all ... but ... you know we're two completely different creatures right?"

The gryphon's snuffling reached her waist, his beak bumping against her abdomen.

"Wait ... what are you doing - Hey!"

He seemed to have found what he was looking for; nuzzling right between her thighs.

A fresh wave of embarrassment rolled over Hawk as she realized he had found a very private area. She instinctively clamped her legs together and covered her groin with two hands, preventing the gryphon from exploring any further. He looked up, annoyed at being prevented what he so desired.

"Enough, you have to stop now, I don't want to be you're mate."

The gryphon's expression washed over with confusion. He looked back down and tried to dig under her protective hands again.

"Aren't you listening? I said enough," she hissed. When the gryphon only struggled harder, she brought a knee up into it's stomach. Nothing to solid, but enough to make the male grunt in discomfort.

The gryphon stopped and looked up, his eyes sharp and furious. From deep in his chest she heard a low, rumbling growl roll out that made her tense in apprehension. Perhaps striking the gryphon had been the wrong thing to do.

In the blink of an eye the gryphon flipped Hawk onto her front. She struggled to stand up, only to have a paw slam hard into her back and and push her to her hands and knees roughly. Hawk crawled forwards desperately to escape, but the gryphon was over-top of her in a second. His front legs beside her shoulders and his heavy waist leaning against her hips, locking her in place.

She couldn't move, the gryphon had her trapped, and all she could do was stare hopelessly at the gryphon's gigantic front paws right beside her own small hands. She sunk to her elbows as the gryphon's weight made her buckle from strain. The realization slowly, and horribly settled in.

Somehow, someway, she was going to be raped by a gryphon.

"Please, you have to listen to me. I don't want to be you're mate," she said with a shaking voice. "I'm a human, and what you're doing to me is wrong."

The gryphon hesitated for a second, before twisting his upper-body to the side and trying to remove her pants with his beak.

"I don't want this ... not at all, not at all," she begged, close to tears.

He responded by resuming his efforts even more aggressively

Hawk realized how hopeless her situation was. The gryphon didn't care for her wants, it was only concerned with satisfying itself at this point. Her only salvation rested in the fact she still wore her clothes, and that perhaps the gryphon would eventually give up trying to take them off and leave.

He struggled with her pants for a while. Becoming more and more frantic and angry with each passing moment. Sometimes, Hawk would feel his beak sink in and nip her skin, yet she didn't protest. She crouched there in her own sorrow, wondering how everything had come to this. The gryphon had been so kind and friendly, but now it was some kind of ravenous monster. How wrong she had been about them being a noble species. She felt betrayed.

With a screech of rage, she felt the gryphon stop tugging and draw back. He lashed out at her hamstring in blind frustration at being unable to remove her coverings, and she felt his claws cleave through the leather fabric of her pant-leg in a single, viscous swipe.

There was a burning sting, and Hawk cried out as pain shot through her thigh. The gryphon had cut her! In a flash, she felt the warmth of her blood as it flowed freely from the long, thin, slash carving down her leg. Thankfully it wasn't deep, but her armour was shredded in that area and had probably saved her from a more grisly injury.

She was in shock at what had just happened. She knew the gryphon was sex-crazed but she always thought he would never intentionally injure her. There was no way he had done it on purpose ...

The weight of the gryphon suddenly raised off her body as he let her go. Without wasting a second, Hawk scrambled forward and spun around, limping slightly from her wound. She pulled her blade out and held it threateningly towards the gryphon. He no longer looked angry at all, but rather stunned at what he had just did. Sitting there pitifully and staring in her direction with wide, fearful eyes.

Hawk wasn't giving him any chances. She backed up carefully until she bumped into a tree. Without looking away from the gryphon a dozen feet in-front; she grabbed a piece of fabric from her pant-leg and tore it loose, tying it quickly and tightly around the cut on her leg to stop the bleeding.

Once she was done, she stood back up and re-adjusted her sword, pointing it at the gryphon's mortified face.

"Look what you've done to me." She said angrily, not caring whether the gryphon was genuinely upset or not.

The creature just lowered it's head and stared at the earth, too ashamed to even make eye contact.

"What you did to me to - and not just this cut - is despicable. I thought you we're my friend, and friends don't go and ... and ... force themselves on others because they feel like it. You had my trust, and my respect, God I even cared_for you, but you lost _all of that right now."

The gryphon shrunk back each time she berated it; trying to make himself as small as possible.

"I don't know what you we're thinking. But when I tell you to stop doing something, it's because I don't like you doing it to me. Maybe I don't understand what it's like being a gryphon, maybe I'm not familiar with the rules and everything, but there's one thing I can tell you: I'm a human, and humans have something called consent: You have to ask us permission if you want to do something to us, and if we say 'no,' you better damn well not do it. Understand?"

The gryphon nodded very slowly, still looking at the ground.

Hawk sighed angrily and sat down against the trunk of the tree. Letting her blade clatter down beside her. She had made her point.

They we're quiet for many minutes. The gryphon standing still a few meters away, and Hawk sitting on the ground, arm resting on a raised knee. After a while, she heard the tiniest of chirps, and she looked up.

"What?" She asked sharply, but immediately regretted it. The gryphon looked very, very apologetic, and she knew couldn't stay angry at him for long.

It looked up at her, but it's eyes always missed her stare. Despite the situation, Hawk wanted to smile, it seemed like she'd shown him who was in-charge.

"What do you want, gryphon?" She said a little more nicely.

It took a step forward, and then stopped. Still avoiding her with it's gaze. Hawk realized he wanted to come over; and she felt her anger towards the creature melt away, he was just so cute when he was sorry.

She let him sweat for a few moments either way before giving a mock sigh of 'fine', and patting the ground beside her. The gryphon beamed at being called over, and instantly materialized at her side in a few quick, jovial bounds. Slumping over at her feet and staring up at her with eyes full of remorse.

"Alright alright, don't give me that look, I know you're sorry. I accept your apology. Just don't ever do it again okay?" She said.

The gryphon nodded happily. Back to his usual self.

Hawk reached out and scratched behind the gryphon's ear. He cooed softly and rubbed his beak against her injured leg, it stopped throbbing immediately.

"How do you do that by the way? It's a useful trick."

The gryphon only winked at her. Guess that was a secret, probably magic for all she knew. If only he could fix the rip in her pants now ...

After a few minutes of petting and nothing but happy shuffles from the young male, she decided to find a few things out.

"So ... why did you chose me as you're mate and not another gryphon? I'm kind of curious to know."

It's ears twitched at the word 'mate' and it looked up. A sad look in it's eyes. Hawk felt a pang of regret at asking that question.

"Is it because you can't find one?" She asked quietly.

It shrugged it's shoulders.

"You mean you don't know if you can find one?"

Another shrug.

Hawk wanted to go back in time so she could take both questions back. She felt terrible. Although he would never admit it, the gryphon was essentially saying he didn't know if there _were_any other females around anymore, and going beyond that - he may very well be the last of his kind.

She bent down and placed her head on the gryphon's fuzzy mane, hugging him close.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find someone someday," She whispered.

The gryphon looked up and she met her gaze once more. It's eyes dark and intimate, and suddenly, she knew what it wanted. It had already found someone: Her.

"It doesn't change anything," she said quickly. "We already went through this. I still can't be you're mate. It's just not right."

But a small part of her said it was, and she tried not to listen to it.

The gryphon's stare bored into her. He could see the conflicting emotions in her eyes and knew that she would eventually cave..

Hawk felt a cold sweat. A rush of confusing sensationbs was sweeping through her. Thoughts of the gryphon living a lonely, fruitless life swarmed into her head and she couldn't push them aside. This, she realized, was the first time the gryphon would probably ever have the chance at mating and finding love, and here she was being selfish and stripping that away from him.

But he was a gryphon, what the hell could she do with him? Everything told her this was wrong, but in a profound way, she knew deep-down that she loved the gryphon dearly, and would never want to hurt him.

"I ... I shouldn't, it's wrong ... I can't ..."

The gryphon stood up in her lap and peered directly into her eyes, raising a large furry eyebrow, and giving her a look that could only mean: 'why not?'

Her mouth fell open. Was she actually considering this?

"I - you ... we're different speci -"

The gryphon stopped her from speaking by giving her a tiny, fleeting lick to the tip of her nose; barely more than the lightest of tickles. Her resolve melted instantly. It hadn't been aggressive or dominating like before, but completely and totally sincere. He was asking her to be his mate, and who was she to refuse?

She took a huge breath.

"Okay gryphon. I'll - I'll be you're mate."

His beak rose into a huge grin.

"I'm you're mate," she repeated again to herself as if testing out a new word. Feeling a strange sense of relief descending upon her upon speaking it; as if all her stress was leaving at once.

The gryphon jumped off her and bounded around in circles. Leaping in the air excitedly and twittering loudly.

"But there's a few things to sort out," she added. "For one, you're not ... mounting me -"

It stopped jumping and stared dejectedly at her.

"Yeah, you heard me. There's other ways of ... er ...relieving tension. Trust me, I know a couple.

He still looked at her like she was crazy.

God she couldn't believe she was actually doing this.

"Come over here and ... um - roll over," She said swallowing nervously. "I'll show you what I mean."

He gave her a quizzical look, but did what he was told; sauntering over and rolling onto his back in front of her.

Once again she got a first-row view of his large genitals. His member had gone soft by now but it still intimidated her with it's sheer girth - even while still in it's sheath. And his balls, holy hell had she never seen anything so round and ... perfect looking. They we're easily the size of lemons and loose enough to flop around heavily. Just staring at the gryphon's well-endowed equipment made her blush furiously with forbidden desire, and it hadn't even started yet ...

"Woah, you got me all hot and bothered here gryphon. What do you eat to get this big?" She said fanning her face with one hand.

The gryphon just grinned and squirmed on the ground, making his cock and balls flop thigh to thigh repeatedly. Hawk groaned despite herself. It was no secret the gryphon knew what he was made of.

She still couldn't believe she was doing this, but slowly, she placed a hand lightly on the gryphon's tummy and started stroking his mid-section in even, repetitive motions. He purred happily at this and laid his head on the grass, front-legs bent and limp in the air. Hawk figured a bit of foreplay couldn't hurt, but she wanted to be done with it. She was a little nervous with how much this gryphon could put out given the size of his testicles, and she had no desire to get it any of his semen anywhere other than on her hands.

She continued with the belly rub for a few minutes until the gryphon sounded like the engine of a motorcar rather than a purring cat. When she decided he was relaxed enough, her hand began to drift closer and closer to his groin, and in a few moments, the gryphon looked up curiously to see what she was doing.

She gave him a playful wink and progressed further, moving her hand deep into the gryphon's private region. The brown fur got much thicker and longer here, mixed in with oily feathers that stuck out at any odd angle they chose. The whole area looked ruffled and unkempt, and she guessed this was a gryphon's counterpart to human pubic hair, only much better looking.

Hawk rubbed this area for a bit and listened as the gryphon's purr took on a deeper tone. With a final glance, he grunted and fell back, content to simply let the human stimulate his sexual organs with her masterful hand.

Within seconds, Hawk watched in awe as the gryphon's cock slid out the first few inches of his fat sheath. There was a certain feral beauty just at the sight of it that made her shiver with desire. It was entirely black and smooth-looking, except for the round head that was covered in what looked like dozens of dark, fleshy spikes. She also couldn't help but notice that it was nearly as wide as her forearm, and not even remotely hard yet. Something told Hawk that if female gryphons knew where to find this male, they would be probably trampling over themselves to get a piece of him; because with a package like this, there would surely be no shortage of potential mates waiting to be bred.

She admired the member for a moment before the creature's heady musk swirled into her head. He smelt delicious, as only a female could possibly understand. Everything about his sexual scent drove her wild, and without a thought, she grabbed the gryphon's sheath with one hand, and squeezed it ever so slightly. Genuinely awed by the fact her hand did not fit entirely around it's circumference.

The gryphon gave a grunt of delight as Hawk touched his softness at last. She glided her hand ever so slowly up and down his length, revelling in the moist sheen of it's surface; and feeling the faintest pulse beneath the skin as it swelled with blood.

More cock-flesh suddenly spilled from the gryphon's sheath until it hung flaccid against his stomach. Even soft he was _much_bigger than any human male she'd ever seen - not that she had much experience with such things, but she knew 'big' when she saw it. The gryphon meanwhile was busy twisting and rolling around on the ground. Ecstatic that he was finally getting the well-needed attention he so deserved. Hawk felt a brief pang of disgust with herself but shook it off. The gryphon needed this, she was only helping him relieve stress after all.

With a gulp, she cradled the floppy cock in her hands. It was pleasantly hefty in weight, and she gently shook it side-to-side trying to get it to harden up. She didn't have to wait long, and within a few moments, she felt it swell and thicken rapidly in her hands; becoming firmer and firmer until it stood at full-attention: Big, black and throbbing with dark veins.

'the gryphon's huge!' she thought to herself, and he was. Probably only a couple inches shy of a foot long.

She looked at the gryphon who gazed back happily. He cocked an eyebrow as if to say 'like what you see?'

Hawk tried to shake the thought from her head but God she _loved_it. Everything about the creature's black mast turned her on, and she felt a flush of arousal tingle in her nether-regions just thinking about it. Honestly, there was a moment where she regretted not being a female gryphon. To get a good pounding by this thing ... would be heaven for sure; and she had a pretty good idea this male knew how to please a girl ...

No. She had to control herself. 'just give it a quick handjob, and say good-bye.'

"So ... tell me how I'm doing gryphon. I bet you wouldn't get this sort of treatment from anyone else huh?"

It chirped in happy agreement.

"Are you ready for a little more handsome?" She asked persuasively. Wow, was she actually talking dirty to a gryphon?

It nodded quickly before she could think more on it.

"Okay," she said more to herself than anything. "Let's do this."

She took the gryphon's cock and began massaging it in long, sensual strokes. The gryphon arched back in pleasure at the sensation, and laid there in a stupor with all his muscles loose and relaxed. Hawk felt the raging fires of lust ignite inside her at the sight, and she knew one way or another, she was starting to like what she was doing.

She sped up, bringing her hand from the loose furry base of the sheath, all the way up the rock-hard shaft, and straight to the stiff barbed peak. The gryphon squirmed every time she touched his spikes, and she realized with some interest, they were entirely soft and flexible. He also seemed to take great pleasure every time she ran her thumb over the top of them - and she quickly learned that they we're probably designed for both the male's, and _definitely_female's pleasure. Maybe she would even get the chance to -

'No way. Get a hold of yourself Hawk. There's no way. You know it's not right.'

That couldn't stop her from picturing it though. The gryphon, breeding her with his spiny cock - filling her passionately ...

She let out a quiet gasp as another flash of warmth passed over her. She had to stop thinking like this ... it was unbecoming. She concentrated on her handiwork instead. Somewhat shocked to see a steady stream of pre forming at the tip of the gryphon's cock and dribbling down his shaft into his groin-fur. Was she really doing this well? It wasn't like Hawk didn't have any experience - she had had a few short-lived, ultimately fruitless relationships - it's just that she had never thought of herself as someone with any skill at this sort of thing. Who knows though, she was pretty good at working with her hands, maybe that carried over to sex ...

She refocused, gently tightening her grasp on the gryphon's member and making her strokes faster and more deliberate. He gave whistle of amusement and wriggled on the ground trying to get more comfortable, obviously thrilled.

'At least he doesn't have anything to worry about,' she thought a little jealously. 'just lay back - and let the human do all the work.'

By this point, Hawk was now in a sweat. Her arm worked up and down as she pumped the gryphon's cock quickly enough to make her arm burn. Her other hand - which had been busy calmly rubbing the gryphon's stomach - soon found itself joining the one already holding the black breeding tool.

She used both palms to pleasure the gryphon more, and he didn't seem to mind the extra help - cooing in absolute, lazy bliss. Every now and then she would press her fingertips into the gryphon's soft cock-flesh as lightly as if she were playing a piano; and the creature could only groan in rapture as he too - broke out in a heavy pant; drawing ever closer to his release.

Something began holding him back though. As a sheen of perspiration appeared on Hawk's forehead, she realized dully that the gryphon had much more stamina than she anticipated. No matter how long she played with him; the male had reached a certain point where he could go no further in his orgasm. Hawk knew she would have to work much harder if she wanted to see the ... result.

He looked up, his eyes showing the powerful need brewing deep inside him. There was no way she could stop now, but what else could she do? Her cupped hands we're already slapping against the gryphon's sheath at a furious pace. The longer she kept this up the only faster she would tire out.

The gryphon twitched irritably and gave a chirp of dissent. Hawk looked up at him, breathing hard.

"I'm ... trying ... my ... best here ... gryphon," she panted. "You're ... definitely ... not ... easy to ... please."

It looked at her with eyes full of sexual distress. Than it opened it's mouth and swirled it's tongue around once, raising an eyebrow in invitation.

Hawk stopped at once.

"You want me to ... use my mouth?" She choked in surprise. "You know I didn't promise that."

But the bird only groaned with frustration and rolled his eyes. He was thinking she didn't have it in her.

"Hey, I'm the one doing you a favour, it's not my fault you're being so ... so ... complicated!" She said.

The gryphon looked up again and widened his eyes in mock surprise like 'who? Me?' than shook his head in denial and laid back down.

"Yeah, you. You're spoiled. That's right, I said it - spoiled ... And you're annoying too," she added for good measure. The gryphon responded by shrugging his shoulders carelessly.

Hawk was a little pissed at her friend right now. He could be so stubborn at times.

"I know you think I'm going to give in to your charms here, but it's not going to happen. You're just going to have to be happy with a meagre handjob. If you don't like it, that's your proble-"

Before she even knew what was happening, the gryphon rolled over-top of her and flipped Hawk around while she was still underneath his body.

"Hey!"

In another second, he rotated once more so that she was back up again, but this time lying prone on-top of the gryphon's muscular abdomen, staring at his standing cock a few inches from her face.

"Woah, you gotta give me a warning before that," she said dizzily after a moment. "You're too fast for you're on good." The gryphon gave a cocky whistle in response.

Hawk was all-too-aware of the highly intimate position she found herself in. She could smell the arousing scent the gryphon's dark cock emitted, and it made her blush in embarrassment at her own willingness to pleasure it. Another thing she couldn't quite ignore was her body lying atop of the gryphon's; feeling the slow rise and fall of his chest against her sensitive waist, and the uncomfortable closeness of his head near her vagina ...

"Um, why did you do that?" She asked cautiously. Not sure what her friend had in mind as she unwillingly straddled his furry frame.

She didn't get an answer, but she felt his beak sink into the tough fabric of her pants and tug sharply. A cold breeze hit her legs as she realized with dawning shock that the gryphon had tore her breeches right off in one fast pull. She was wearing nothing but her silk panties!

She blushed furiously but was speechless with indignation. Without saying a word, she struggled to roll off the gryphon's comfortable body, only to learn he had his paws hugging her tightly around the waist. Preventing her from escaping.

"Gryphon. Let me go," she warned. But there was no conviction in her voice. Hawk was secretly curious of what was about to happen. She just didn't know it yet.

When she received no response except for a tightening of his strong but gentle grip, she sat up a little and twisted her back to the side to see what he was up to.

It didn't take long to find out. He was sniffing her panties excitedly. She could feel his hot breath right on her groin; and a fresh wave of humiliation tore through her as she understood he could smell her desire through the thin fabric. Hawk had no doubt that she was already a little wet from simply handling the gryphon's maleness; and she knew that he could probably tell she was just as sexually interested in him - as he was in her.

"It's not what you thi-" she began, only to be cut off as the gryphon's tongue peeked out curiously and darted forward. Giving her hidden sex a quick, investigative flick.

|Hawk gave a tiny groan and shuddered as it's rough pink surface dragged along her hidden pussy. It was such an unexpected thing that couldn't help but shudder in enjoyment. As much as her mind wanted to have none of this, her body said completely otherwise.

"Please ..." she begged. "Don't do that again, I'm ... I'm not interested in that sort of - thing."

The gryphon glanced up and raised an eyebrow. _'yeah right.'_And with that, he gave her a suggestive wink and ducked back down into her crotch; looking at her over her round bum with a sly glint in his eyes.

"No ... don't ... I'm -"

His thick, soaking tongue unfurled a second time and slapped wetly against her panties. He paused for a second, enjoying the taste, before running the muscular organ up and down in rapid, hungry strokes straight along her feminine area.

Hawk closed her eyes and gave a small cry; clutching the gryphon's leg fur in pure, unconstrained enjoyment. The gryphon was licking her! And ... and it felt - great! There was something so impossibly exciting about feeling his tongue sliding lustfully up and down the inside of her spread thighs that made her flinch and croon, and groan in satisfaction. Who had she been the one to deny herself this kind of treatment? The gryphon was clearly enjoying himself too, not even bothering to look up; so concentrated in his work ...

After a few seconds of licking hawk felt the heat of sexual desire race towards her groin in a sparkly, tingling wave. Her panties we're totally soaked by now in a mixture of her own feminine lubricants and the gryphon's warm saliva. He showed no intent on stopping soon, and Hawk knew that if he didn't, she'd surely be pushed to climax in moments.

But his tongue did stop, and Hawk looked back once more, her face flushed, body panting slightly.

"Why did you ... why did you stop_?_" she asked shyly. The gryphon responded by nipping his beak into the waistband of her underwear, and yanking back quickly. He wanted more. That's why.

Hawk hesitated for a moment before deciding her panties wouldn't stand a chance against his sharp beak. There was no sense having him destroy all her good clothes because she couldn't make up her mind quick enough.

"Here, let me get those off for you," she offered nonchalantly before the gryphon could tug again. He looked up, surprised to have finally heard her admitting to her passions.

Hawk wriggled her bum back and forth; her hips grinding against his chest. The panties slid down her legs and she kicked them off onto the ground along with her boots, completely naked from the waist down.

It felt oddly satisfying being half-nude. Almost like she was getting in touch with her wild side. A tiny part of her still wondered if what she was doing was crazy, but she ignored it.

'why the hell not?' she thought. 'You only live once.'

The gryphon stared at her soft, pink flesh. He seemed amazed with himself to have gotten this far with a female all on his own. Let alone one of an entirely different species. For a few quiet seconds, he simply gazed in wonder at Hawk's tight entrance, marvelling at how supple, wet, and inviting it looked, and how her tiny red clitoris pulsed with arousal. Hawk wasn't a virgin, but it had been a long time since she'd had a partner, and her womanhood was largely untainted by the trials of sex. She couldn't deny that she wasn't nervous, a gryphon after all, was an animal, and animals she knew - were highly unpredictable.

"Enjoy the view?" She asked playfully while looking over her shoulder. The gryphon nodded faster than she ever believed possible.

"I'll take that as a yes," she laughed. "Well, are you going to do something or just stare at it all day?"

He looked up, eyes flashing craftily. He indicated with a bob of his head that Hawk should think before speaking. She turned around and noticed the gryphon meant that he would only pleasure her if she did something about his problem in return.

Hawk gulped. The creature's cock curved to the right the slightest amount from being neglected for so long. As much as she didn't mind having the gryphon perform oral on her, she had her fears about doing it on the gryphon. He was just so ... big! And her eyes were always drawn towards his huge furry testicles. Those she realized - were a disaster in the making. The amount of seed they looked like they could produce was a little frightening; and Hawk had reserves about him spraying his undoubtedly huge load down her throat.

But she had agreed to it. There was no stopping now.

"Listen, here's the deal," she started. "I'll ... I'll use my - mouth ... Don't smile like that just yet because there's more. I'll use my mouth but I'm not swallowing any of you're ... er ... semen okay? I just wanted to clear that up and get it in the open because it's not happening. No way no how."

The gryphon hesitated before nodding understandably.

Hawk sighed with relief.

"Um ... alright then, I guess I'll ... um ... start."

She saddled closer to the gryphon's maleness and grabbed the base with two hands. he gave a groan as she squeezed gently, coaxing the shaft so that it swelled instantly with blood. Hawk licked her lips nervously and bent down towards the heavily barbed tip. A small drop of pre spurted out as she got close, translucent and viscous - before trailing down to the gryphon's body. She swallowed at the sight and stuck her tongue out, the musky smell of the gryphon was pungent and overwhelming, yet pleasing all the same.

Cautiously, she closed her eyes and pressed her tongue as lightly as possible against the tip of his erection; expecting to recoil immediately in disgust ...

A second passed ... two seconds ... three ... Hawk opened her eyes in surprise. It actually wasn't so bad. In fact, the flavor was quite agreeable. A tantalizing mixture of sweetness, saltiness, and an understandably bitter undertone. Admittedly, she found it all rather tasty and unique. Maybe this wouldn't be so terrible after all.

Without waiting any further; Hawk pressed the soft edge of her tongue into the stiff barbs of the gryphon's cock. As soon as her small pink muscle made contact with the flexible nubs, the gryphon's breathing quickened noticeably beneath her. She felt his purr deepen, and she wondered just how much he was actually enjoying this.

Swirling her tongue around, Hawk lathered the studded peak with saliva until it shined with moisture. Then, parting her smooth lips, she enveloped the head of the member and kissed it seductively. Flicking out her tongue until the gryphon was twitching with yearning for more.

Hawk smiled to herself. It seemed she had talent. She decided to go further. Using one hand, she trailed a finger lightly down the gryphon's flank until she reached his furry groin. She located his loose ballsack directly beneath his sheath, and cupped her hand delicately around it.

As carefully as she could, Hawk kneaded her fingers against the two heavy orbs inside. She marvelled at their sheer size and weight, carefully brushing the back of her hand against them as the gryphon crooned and groaned behind her. Clearly appreciating her touch in such a sensitive area.

Using her other hand, she closed it around the gryphon's sheath and rubbed up and down. Not moving up the actual shaft itself, because that job - was for her mouth.

With a hand massaging his testicles, another on his sheath, and her mouth kissing the tip of his member; she began.

With a bob of her head, she tilted forward and let her lips widen to accept the gryphon's thick cock into her oral cavity. It glided inside smoothly, and Hawk had to adjust her body slightly to get into a better position.

Once comfortable, she wrapped her tongue as best she could around the spiky head and sunk down a little further. She couldn't believe she was doing this. Was she actually giving head to an animal?

No she realized. She was giving head to a gryphon, and liking every second of it. And from the whistles of happiness coming from beneath her, the gryphon was too.

She focused back on her task. Swishing her saliva around in her mouth and enjoying the potent, masculine flavour of the gryphon's cock against her tongue. She was a little shocked by the size of it. The member certainly felt much larger against the roof of her mouth than it had earlier just looking at it. Still, it was entirely bearable, and she soon began bucking against it at a steady, constant pace; rising off the shaft completely before sinking down to the middle. All while squeezing his plump sheath and massaging his two testicles at the same time.

The gryphon himself was in a heaven of intense pleasure. All three sensations had sent him into a lustful daze and he could only lay down and gasp as his human partner played with his package in ways he had never dreamed off. Nothing could compare to the feeling of her soft, moist lips suckling and slurping quietly against him. Or the feeling of her fingers gently playing with his furry scrotum and sheath. If there ever was a feeling of complete and total bliss, this had to be it.

Hawk tightened her lips around the gryphon's juicy cock in an attempt to get more suction on it. Already her cheeks bulged outwards from the sheer size of the thing, but Hawk surprised herself with her ability to handle it. Everyone had a limit though, and she had no desire to allow it entrance to her throat. Gagging and choking on a gryphon's cock because she took on too much was something she didn't plan on doing today.

That didn't stop her from performing her best. Hawk wriggled her tongue underneath the shaft and pushed upwards, pressing the fleshy member into the roof of her mouth so she could pleasure him further. Now, like sucking on a sweet, she glided against the tip before descending and exploring further deeper down the shaft. Sinking lower and lower until she couldn't go any farther.

She raised up and off, admiring her abilities. It seemed she could take the gryphon half-way before it became too difficult to go further. Not bad for her first time. Not bad at all.

Grabbing the base of the cock, Hawk lowered her body parallel to the gryphon's frame and stuck her tongue against it's moist surface. She gave a long, upwards lick from the bottom to the barbs as the gryphon whistled quietly in exuberance. Once finished, she re-positioned her mouth over the tip and placed her mouth around it, sliding down to her limit, and holding there, allowing her tongue to lap against his shaft still buried in her mouth; rolling and twirling it around in between her cheeks.

This she realized. Was fun.

Suddenly, the gryphon grabbed Hawk by her slim waist and pulled her down to his stomach. She stopped her oral administrations and looked back in surprise. The gryphon was staring at her over her smooth bum devilishly. She noticed his head was very close to her feminine area, and it struck her all at once at what the gryphon was about to do.

The gryphon's large tongue poked out of his beak and he slipped it deliberately into her moist vaginal flesh. She closed her eyes and arched her back at the feeling. God, she had never felt anything so soft and warm in her entire life!He only held it there for a moment before gleefully sliding it upwards in a rough, catlike lick. It's soaking texture ran straight along her gash and across her swollen clit. A fiery pleasure following it's wake that made Hawk tremble with desire.

The gryphon rumbled happily at her reaction to his ministrations, extremely pleased that his mate was enjoying what he was doing to her. He flicked his tongue faster and more eagerly along her pussy. Occasionally making it's wet, flexible mass rub and penetrate her body to explore around inside. He poked and prodded exquisitely against her constricting walls, and Hawk could only moan quietly at the welcome intrusion. Flashes of pleasure sparked along her spine with each time the gryphon brushed against something sensitive; and Hawk was speechless with disbelief at what the creature was capable of performing with just a tongue.

She was starting to wonder if he had ever done this before, but the thought disappeared when the lapping organ began twisting and writhing around inside her. It rippled and vibrated against her tight insides, and she gave a cry of ecstasy as her pussy gave a single, constricting pulse. With total amazement, she realized the gryphon had found a certain spot.

The spot.

The gryphon had no prior knowledge of human anatomy, but when he felt his tongue squeezed almost painfully by the female's sex when it had stroked some unfamiliar area inside her, he knew he had found _her_weakness. He drew his tongue back for a second, before penetrating again and licking the same region anew.

Like the first time, the human gave a groan of intense pleasure and gyrated her hips against his chest lustfully. Whether she did this intentionally or not, he didn't know. Although he was fairly certain he had found a very sensitive place, and he was now going to lick it. Raw.

Hawk gasped out-loud as the gryphon stopped his oral stimulation for a moment, before thrusting his tongue inside her roughly, and locating her g-spot as if he had done this countless times before.

Maybe it was because he was an animal and had a more acute awareness to changes in pheromones and behaviours, or maybe he was just a natural. Either way, no man had ever discovered such an area so quickly and expertly as he had. It was unbelievable.

The interesting thought was instantly wiped from her mind as the gryphon began furiously flexing and wriggling his tongue inside her. Plunging in and out of her cleft with the speed only a feral creature could achieve. Hawk whimpered and collapsed against his silky smooth waist, landing in the soft, oily texture of his groin-fur; and panting with desire as the creature pleasured her rapidly.

She couldn't think anymore ... barely move. All Hawk could do was lay there and take it as the gryphon performed his amazingly professional oral feats on her. She felt light-headed and her joints were loose and watery under the fiery passion coursing through her, but she laid eyes on the gryphon's standing pillar in-front, and reached out to touch it ...

The gryphon was oblivious to everything but the tender, shaven, vagina before him. The female had certainly smelled nice earlier when they had first met, like grass, soil, fresh air, and everything outdoors. A welcome change from the usual human scent of smoke and grease from their new automobiles they we're often seen with.

Now though, it was that sweet, delicious, obvious scent of arousal; and tasting it could only be described as _delectable ..._the succulent, sugary taste of honey, but with a distinctly untamed undertone he had never quite had the pleasure to enjoy before. The female was so wet in her throes of pleasure, that he often always had a beakfull of her feminine juices inside his mouth - not that he minded. He loved the way it made his head swirl and his taste-buds tingle with the flavor; and he took great pride in the fact he could please a mate so ultimately thoroughly.

Hawk grasped the base of the gryphon's driving need with both hands and began stroking it's aching length with the caring touch of a lover. Amidst the wracking pleasure pulsing through her lower body; she bent down low and placed her lips over-top of the swollen head and kissed it for what seemed like the thousandth time. Her lips we're wet and full, and the gryphon gave a whimper as his member was given additional attention after a brief period of idleness.

She took the dark, rigid length into her mouth without any delay, pushing it around inside her mouth and sliding her tongue hungrily along it's veined surface. Drops of pre leaked from the tip in large quantities, but the liquid only added to the heady, lustful atmosphere Hawk had been drawn into.

Eagerly, she bobbed her head up and down the turgid shaft, using her hands to massage the base where she could not reach. Within seconds, the gryphon sped up himself, lapping against her nether-region faster and faster with his rough tongue. Both of them quickly descending into a carnal, sexual frenzy where actions took the place of reasoning. They no longer cared about the difference in size, species, or culture, but rather found some unique bonding force that linked them together in complete, and total admiration for one another. Who cared if she was performing sixty-nine with a gryphon? The idea that they were so alike, yet so separate in every possible way aroused Hawk to such limits she had never believed attainable. Everything about the gryphon radiated attractiveness. His cocky, yet caring attitude, his stunningly muscular body, and finally, his large genitalia that just begged to be touched ...

How could she resist such a creature?

The answer was simple: She couldn't.

Thoughts didn't matter anymore, only actions. Faster and faster, rougher and rougher their simultaneous oral performances became until they were both saturated in a heavy lust-fuelled sweat. Breathing heavily, their bodies rubbing together, fur on skin, tongues lashing in harmony - a divinely cacophonous symphony of licks, slurps, groans, moans, and whimpers permeated the area. A burning craze of passion flowed through their veins, intertwining them together in a daze of liquid ecstasy that flashed through their minds in brief bursts of intense delight, bringing them ever closer to their own physical, emotional - and completely sexual, release.

Hawk worked past the intensely wonderful haze of pleasure flowing through her and withdrew, despite herself, from around the gryphon's pulsing shaft. As much as she wanted to continue, the gryphon deserved a fair warning.

"Ah! ... gry-gryphon," was all Hawk managed breathlessly through his enthusiastic licks. She turned around to lay her enamoured gaze on the creature, he glanced at her, but did not slow down.

"If - ah! ... if you don't sto-stop soon. I think I'm going to cli-" she flinched and gasped loudly as the gryphon increased his tempo. "I - think I'm going to -

The gryphon raised his eyebrows at her. Giving her a cool stare like he was saying 'to what?'

'He's being coy' thought Hawk blearily. 'He knows exactly what's going to on.' She laid her head back onto the gryphon's fur and shivered . 'And he wants it to happen just as bad as I do.'

She choked in another uneven breath. 'Fuck.' He was actually going to do it. He wouldn't slow down or let up a single bit. He was going to keep pushing his tongue deep inside her pussy until she finally embraced the undoubtedly powerful orgasm that was building up inside her.

God. What happens if she passed out? Was that even possible? With the rate he was slipping that amazingly talented pink organ all over she had a feeling it was. Already her whole body was suffused in a furious, spine-tingling pleasure that burned like fire with every lick, and the feeling was only getting stronger and more demanding with each passing moment.

It was coming. He would not allow her to hold back.

She took the gryphon's throbbing cock into her hands. It was all she could do to stay focused amidst the gryphon's ravenous licks and prods. Everything told her to simply lay down and give herself in to the gryphon's wonderful tongue, but it wouldn't be fair. She had to withhold her end of the bargain and let the gryphon find release himself. That was her only goal now.

There was no sense being gentle anymore, she gripped the gryphon's cock tightly with her fingers and rubbed up and down along it's length as fast as her burning muscles would allow her. Up and down, up and down, over and over again until she forgot about the pain of exertion and basked in the body-wracking pleasure the gryphon's flexing tongue brought to her. The creature himself twitched with agreement as she squeezed and tightened her hold around his shaft; feeling the throbbing veins running under it's surface and the tiny, swollen barbs at the tip of the round head. By this point, the gryphon's member was practically covered in a thin sheen of pre that dribbled down from his spiny peak in a near-continuous flow of liquid. Hawk had never seen so much natural lubricants ever produced by a male, and she could only wonder in amazement as to why he possessed such a trait.

She pushed the thought aside, there was business to attend to. Impulsively, she pitched forward and lowered her head until she covered his stiff barbs with her supple mouth. The sensation of his nubs being played with drove the gryphon wild, and she felt his hips begin giving tiny, desperate jerks to further stimulate his own cock. Hawk was only more than happy to comply, and she fell into pace with the gryphon's own oral performances - bobbing her head up and down his shaft rapidly and aggressively; trying admirably to emulate the gryphon's pace at which he was pleasuring her.

Pre pooled in her mouth and she swallowed all of it to enjoy the sugary taste it provided. Her tongue writhed and squirmed around the gryphon's dark flesh inside her mouth; slathering it's surface liberally with saliva until the two fluids became one and the same. The gryphon sped up himself almost as if to reward her for her services, but hawk would never realize it. Her mind was blank. All she could smell was his musky aroma, and all she could feel was wave after wave of building, unavoidable pleasure boiling up inside her like a furnace. Her lower body was soaking with her own juices and the gryphon's spittle, but the heat only increased the raging passion firing through her.

Everything felt unbelievably sensitive. Hawk's skin was tickled by the gryphon's luxurious fur as their bodies brushed against each other; her spine shivered with mounting excitement. Again and again the gryphon drilled his steaming tongue into her tight passage, making her gasp and moan quietly as her body reacted with supreme enjoyment to the feeling. Her hips began to bounce up and down against the gryphon's chest; grinding her cleft frantically into the gryphon's smooth, yellow beak in a wordless plea for more. The gryphon read the signs perfectly, tilting his head to the side and opening his beak further, allowing the thickening middle of his tongue to bury itself further inside of her. She closed her eyes and fought back a scream, trying valiantly to concentrate on masturbating the gryphon's hefty cock through the daze of pleasure wrapping about her.

Their mutual efforts became increasingly crazed and unrefined. Hawk bucked up and down against the meaty shaft pushed inside her mouth, it's hot length feeling incredibly warm against her lips despite the chilly weather outside. Both her hands were busy pumping furiously up and down on the gryphon's sheath and base of his cock. It felt harder than steel in her hand, and it gave minute pulses with each beat of the gryphon's heart.

Something odd happened. Her hands clasping the base of the shaft suddenly began to push apart, and she looked down in shock to see the gryphon's cock swelling dramatically at the bottom. Her efforts faltered a bit at the sight as she watched with interest - two bulbous masses on each side of the member inflating rapidly between her fingers.

The knot continued expanding for twenty seconds until the sides of the base of the cock - right above the sheath, had thickened to nearly twice the size of the actual shaft itself. The twin fleshy bumps we're fat and engorged with blood; the black skin in those areas so taught, that it appeared shiny and bright - the veins if anything, even thicker and more noticeable than ever.

Hawk groaned yearningly as her attention was pulled to this new discovery like a magnet. She tightened her grip around the swollen flesh and squeezed lightly. The gryphon shuddered and gasped in response almost immediately, becoming momentarily distracted from his duties to bask in the pleasure the simple touch brought him. Hawk reacted on instinct and kneaded her fingers none to gently through the large bumps. The gryphon letting loose a squawk of delight as she massaged his knot, spurts of pre suddenly pumping from the tip as he was aroused beyond limits. His body twitching in pleasure.

His tongue suddenly began plunging in and out of her at a pace she had never believed possible, lapping swiftly along her trembling pussy and making her cry out. She was losing muscle control, her limbs hardly answered to her brain anymore, her tendons - like water.

The gryphon could sense her inevitable release. Hawk felt the his paws circle around her slim hips and pull her roughly onto his tongue, slathering her insides with his hot saliva as he licked everything below her waist, slapping his tongue against the inside of her thighs and making an amalgamation of mixed fluids drip down onto his furry chest. It was a sensory overload: A multitude of salacious, foreign desires that raced through her body at the speed of light, igniting every cell in her body into a state of shivering expectancy. She couldn't hold back much longer, her breathing was all off, her body twitching and jerking with abandon. She arched her back, letting loose a choked whimper as her eyes watered with a mixture of outright joy and carnal need. She never wanted it to end, and yet she did with a powerful, irresistible intensity. Either way, the gryphon would finish the job for her.

And he would make Hawk enjoy every second of it.

With a final coaxing, extended lick that slipped right along the inside of her nether-regions, she reached her limit

It was almost unnoticeable, just a deep, inner shiver that trickled through her synapses like molasses. Covering every particle in a thick, tingling warmth that oozed through her veins, spreading up her spine in bursts of electrifying pleasure that made her collapse against the gryphon's stomach and let loose a loud, lustful moan.

The gryphon plunged his tongue back inside her pussy greedily. He knew she was about to climax, and he didn't want to miss out on the fireworks. With a few provocative licks, he reduced Hawk to a moaning puddle of desire. The expression on her face was a mixture of exhaustion, shock, and utter satisfaction as the gryphon's tongue made her inner walls contract spasmodically numerous times. With a few more well-placed flicks, the gryphon made any restraint she still had melt into pure, senseless longing. Hawk's sparkling blue eyes rolled up as the shiver became a body-wracking tremble, her hips rubbing her pussy up and along the gryphon's tongue.

Ecstasy she never knew existed started blazing through her as she lost control. She gave a final cry of exultation and curled her toes as pleasure she never felt in her life poured like lava down her spine in a never-ending fiery pulse. Waves of wonderful bliss coursed through her frame as her hips worked crazily against the gryphon's beak, rubbing her clit against the smooth surface - and sending his roasting tongue further inside her still until it could hardly writhe about.

She gave a loud gasp at the moment her pussy began convulsing rapidly in powerful clenches; making her abdominal muscles tighten with each enjoyable contraction it made around the gryphon's slimy tongue. Her mind emptied of all thought, and was instead filled with flashes of a beautiful, sexual high that flowed through her in a roaring storm of delirium.

The gryphon whined as his tongue was squeezed painfully over and over again by her soaking pussy. But his whimpers were drowned out by Hawk's passionate moans, her body shaking and shuddering spasmodically against the gryphon's stomach, her fingertips digging into his skin and clasping his fur in an attempt to stay conscious.

Her climax never ended. It was unstoppable, ever-lasting bliss. Shudders of pleasure that robbed her of any coherent thought or action. For years her body had been like a compressed spring, and now it had suddenly, and violently sprung loose in a matter of seconds; flooding her with a burning ecstasy that was impossible to comprehend - but simple to experience. Throbbing spasms that rendered her speechless with total disbelief, a single, continuous, pounding fervor.

The gryphon mewled softly in pain as his tongue was squashed repeatedly by his mate's tight pussy. It was like a vice, and in the brief moment where it relaxed and he had a chance to withdraw - it just contracted instantly; trapping his thick tongue inside her walls so that he couldn't pull away.

Yet the sight of seeing the female gyrating and gasping in pleasure above him made him ignore and disregard the slight discomfort, because it was just so satisfying watching her squirm about in impassioned delight. She truly was quite plainly enjoying herself - moaning in rapture as her pussy flooded his mouth with it's clear, tasty juices. There was quite a lot, and he soon found his beak full of the delicious liquid that it squirted into his maw. It filled his mouth up, and he savoured it for an instant, before being forced to swallow in tiny gulps to prevent it from escaping his beak.

It seemed to drag on for minutes to hours, days to years but too soon, it came to an end for Hawk, and the powerful clenches became slighter and more spaced apart with each one that passed, until stopping altogether. An deep inner-warmth settled inside her as she returned to some semblance of normalcy. Her eyes we're heavy lidded and dreamlike; a dazed, yet ecstatic expression painted on her face from the unbelievable experience she had just endured; the beautiful afterglow still streaming through her veins in a wonderful tingly haze.

Hawk's body felt numb, her mind swirled. She felt like she was a new person, rejuvenated after years of hidden, pent-up stress. She smiled as she re-clasped her hands around the large bumps at the base of the gryphon's aching shaft. She had needed this. There was no denying how great it had felt. Her friend, her companion, her lover, was a gryphon. And he had just licked her to a unimaginable climax. She still couldn't believe it had happened.

The gryphon wheezed with relief as her gash released it's death grip on his tongue; the slick organ slipping from her folds and retreating back inside his beak at last. Thin, curving strands of saliva were all that remained behind; and he licked them off as he tested out his tongue. It was sluggish and throbbed dully, but otherwise fine. In either case, it had certainly received a workout.

A quick recovery later, and Hawk knew what she had to do. After watching her spectacular display, the gryphon was very close to his own release. His pulsing cock dribbled pre that spilled down the sides in a constant, bubbling stream; and it's tip had taken on a purplish hue with obvious need. Still reeling from her climax, Hawk lowered herself down and licked the gryphon's peak with the tip of her tongue. Earning a groan of distress from the gryphon, and a weak push of his hips; indicating he wanted more.

Hawk smirked to herself and started squeezing and massaging the gryphon's bulbous knot, the creature it belonged to letting out a loud whistle; clearly enjoying himself. She arched her back and brought her lips over the cock-head, surrounding it with soft moistness. There was no point in being gentle she decided. It would only tease the poor avian further. This creature was tough and resilient, and would only respond to the fastest and roughest of treatments.

Her mouth surrounded and accepted the gryphon's throbbing meat eagerly. Her tongue travelling to the per-covered tip, and lapping at the hot liquid, admiring it's rich, potent taste. Her two hands began rubbing his knot in quick, even strokes. Her fingers clasping the two bumps and pressing hard into the dark flesh - prompting the gryphon to thrust his cock into her hands uncontrollably.

Hawk's mouth sunk down the shaft, tightening her grip around the base until it couldn't possibly get any harder. Using the speed and strength of a trained hunter, she began bobbing up and down the gryphon's maleness. Her hands pleasuring the remainder her mouth could not reach. The entire time she watched as his testicles went from flopping around loosely, to becoming tight and outlined against his underside, two large orbs - perfectly defined against the skin.

The gryphon scent seemed to increase tenfold the longer she played with him; becoming incredibly pungent and arousing as she glided down his length time and time again. It floated into Hawk's nose as she breathed in the heady smell right from the source. The gryphon's tangle of groin fur soaking wet with a mixture of sweat, saliva, and his own clear pre. His breathing fast and laboured beneath her.

After a few minutes, Hawk noticed the gryphon had gone silent. Drawing off his shaft with a slurp, she turned around to see that he was lying completely flat, head laid back with a disbelieving look on his face; tongue hanging out of his yellow beak in bleary astonishment. He met her gaze, and she saw the craving desire shining almost pitifully in their exotic depths. He was completely dependant on her for companionship she realized, and Hawk felt a rush of affection for the young gryphon.

She turned back and took the gryphon's length once more into her wet mouth. She increased her efforts, masturbating the gryphon fervidly with two hands while licking the belly of his cock buried inside her oral cavity. The gryphon began letting out a series of quiet gasps as he neared his limit, a mounting pressure building steadily up inside him just waiting to be released. Hawk took note of his tension and dipped her head up and down along his slimy cock, licking every inch of it's smooth surface and tickling his barbs with the tip of her tongue. The gryphon could hardly stand it, his spikes were far too sensitive for such treatment, and he let out a loud keen of excitement, his body twitching with arousal as he tried with all his might to not start forcefully rutting the human's mouth.

Hawk was not paying attention. The gryphon's whole body vibrated with a sudden shiver, and his hips thrust upwards forcibly; driving his shaft deep inside her. By the time she came to her senses, the first load of thick, creamy gryphon cum was already spraying liberally into her mouth. Her eyes widened with surprise as her gullet was instantly flooded with a torrent of heated gryphon spunk; splashing against the back of her throat and coating every inch of her mouth with it's gooey texture. It spilled down her maw as the gryphon's body jerked with each eruption, sending more and more warm, pure white seed into her stomach until she managed to manoeuvre the throbbing cock out from her mouth and reel backwards.

The action happened quickly and prevented her from getting anymore down into her mouth, but his round, fleshy tip was now pointed directly at her head - much to her dismay. She wasn't fast enough to avoid it; and after a millisecond of pause, the gryphon began rutting his hips desperately into her hands as his cock spewed more sticky ropes of cum all over her face in copious jets. It splattered noisily across her nose and forehead, and she closed her eyes to prevent the fluid from getting anywhere else.

She swallowed instinctively to clear her mouth, tasting his jizz for the first time. It was incredibly lewd sensation. Yet it was a highly enjoyable - and not to mention salty one too. It seemed she wouldn't be able to forget it's flavour anytime soon. So heady ... so delicious.

Reality struck. She pointed the pulsing cock upwards. Earning a brief moment of relief to gaze in awe as the gryphon's maleness pumped it's fertile load into the air; a veritable volcano of white spunk arching upwards with each wave. There was so much of the stuff; and it all landed messily across his own groin-fur; trailing lazily in fat streams down his shaft before pooling onto the ground beneath him. Hawk wondered with disbelief how any creature could produce so much seed.

His climax seemed to last forever, but as time wore on, his thrusts into her hand became weaker and weaker - each eruption slightly smaller and with less force. Hawk soon began rubbing his knot to help him along, smiling faintly when her friend gave a tiny chirrup of exhausted glee. His cock gave a few more gratifying spasms before the spurts of cum became nothing more than a slow trickle, until finally stopping all together.

"Wow," was all she said. Grinning at the gryphon and receiving a pleased sigh in return.

Hawk busied herself rubbing his stomach to wind him down, not realizing that the fur there was soaking with his own freshly released spunk. She frowned in dismay at the sight of it sticking to her hands, and she remembered how it was probably all over her face too. She wiped her hands awkwardly on her leather chest piece, but only succeeded in smearing the creamy substance around further.

"Look what you did to me," she said jokingly. "I'm a mess."

He stared at her smugly, eyes twinkling, before raising a thigh into the air; intending her to use it as a cloth. Hawk hesitated but went along. Rubbing her face in his luxurious fur until she felt adequately clean enough.

"Er ... thanks," she said looking at the amount of cum that now lay smeared on the gryphon's lower body. It seemed he didn't mind at all. Curiosity got the better of her, and she dabbed her index finger in the thick white liquid and tasted it a second time.

"Why do you taste so good?" She wondered aloud, shaking her head in amazement at how pleasant the flavor was. The gryphon licked the inside of her thigh; and Hawk assumed this meant he thought she didn't taste so bad either.

She contemplated on just laying there on his comfortable body in relaxation, but she wondered if that might seem impolite. After a moment, she decided to cuddle with him, and promptly sat up and twisted around on the gryphon's abdomen; straddling his waist so she leaned on his chest; her blue eyes meeting his deep brown ones.

"You were incredible."

The gryphon eyes sparkled at being praised, and he looked away bashfully.

They we're silent for a bit. Hawk, her hands placed on the gryphon's muscular chest - noticed how unusually quiet he was.

Then it struck her,

"Oh, did I hurt your tongue?" She asked, slightly embarrassed.

After a moment of thinking, the gryphon tilted his head side-to-side. 'So-so'

Hawk blushed and twirled her index finger in his chest-fur apologetically. "I'm sorry. I had no idea I could feel so much pleasure at once. It was a little overwhelming to be quite honest."

He winked, telling her it was fine.

A sudden thought crossed her mind.

A particularly dirty thought. She surprised herself by even thinking it. Perhaps playing around with the gryphon _had_woken up her wild side ...

The gryphon must of noticed the flash of slyness in her eyes, because he suddenly focused on her intently. Hawk brought her head close to his until their foreheads touched, and whispered in his tufted ear.

"There might be something we can do about your tongue to make it feel better," she said. Trying to add a seductive purr to her voice. "Have you ever heard of something called a 'kiss'?"

The gryphon gave a confused tweet.

"I didn't think so. It's more of a human thing, but I think you'll like it. Are you ready to give it a try?"

His eyes widened in interest and he nodded.

Hawk didn't bother explaining any further, she figured her actions would tell more than words. Her lips brushed against his smooth beak, and held there.

The gryphon looked more confused than ever at the sudden touch, and he crossed his eyes in an attempt to look at what she was doing to the top of his beak. What was happening?

Hawk smiled inwardly as the gryphon's body stiffened in excitement. She tipped his head upwards and brought the kiss to the tip of his beak, staring back into his startled brown eyes as their faces met. Her fingers touched against the side's of his beak and slipped inside; feeling the hot wetness of his mouth, and the quick pants of his breath. Hawk pried lightly until the gryphon realized she wanted him to open up - which he did after a moment of hesitation.

It wasn't much, just a sliver, but it was enough for Hawk to see the tip of his tongue resting inside. She grabbed his mane of feathers and pulled him close, shifting her embrace to his open mouth. Her lips pressed against the front of his in a passionate kiss. The gryphon purred with enthusiasm at this strange human ritual and opened his mouth further. His tongue poked out and suddenly - that was all it took.

Hawk felt something click inside her, and her grip on his mane tightened. She closed her eyes and moaned as she pushed her tongue inside him, meeting his in a series of welcoming flicks. The gryphon was visibly stunned by the intensity of her actions, his eyes wide and shining with curiosity - the gears in his head turning as he puzzled out what was going on.

Hawk pushed him roughly to the ground, hands clutching feathers as she wound her tongue further inside him. His own seemed sluggish and her impassioned mind told her this was mainly her fault from earlier - but it seemed he didn't mind. Her gryphon lay all but unresisting to her needs, and simply let her do as she pleased, his deep chest rumbling against her waist - and the musky scent of his body washing over her.

Hawk was enjoying this. Making out with a gryphon was another thing she had never dreamed of doing - but now, caught up in the moment - she could hardly believe it could be so entertaining. She did most of the work, weaving her tongue against his and licking the moist insides of his beak. They shared their breath between themselves, hardly finding time to gasp in air amidst their vigorous embrace. The gryphon seemed to be enjoying himself much to her satisfaction, allowing Hawk to guide him through the motions of such a human act. What he lacked in skill was certainly made up for by his thick, muscular tongue that squished and lapped against her's. The sounds of their messy kiss surrounding the woods in wet noises - but the only spectators were the trees encircling them ... and perhaps a few curious sparrows ...

The gryphon's beak widened and his tongue pushed out into Hawk's own mouth to explore. She gladly accepted it, allowing it to slide past her lips until it paused against the roof of her maw. She tasted the faintest trace of fish on his breath, but it was nothing off-putting, and if anything, only served to spur her on further.

As lightly as possible, she pressed her teeth into his soft organ roaming about inside her. He let out a surprised chirp as pressure was applied to his tongue, but trusted her enough to continue. Hawk nipped at it playfully, biting softly here and there to stimulate the muscle into wakefulness - loving the rough, yet pliable texture of it's surface, and the sheer size of it's soaking, flexible mass. She didn't really know what made her do it, only that it felt more than a little naughty; and that there was certainly no denying how oddly gratifying it was. The gryphon himself sighed with relief at having his tongue massaged. Already it throbbed less painfully than previously, and as the female continued to kiss him - he felt the stirrings of arousal return to his loins ...

After a few minutes, Hawk broke the kiss and drew back. Giving the gryphon a sultry grin as she wiped her mouth dry. The gryphon seemed most disappointed as he realized it was over; and he instinctively stretched his neck out for more, the tip of his tongue poking out.

"Why don't we take a break?" Hawk enquired. "You're a very good kisser, but It's late and I'll have to go soon. I hope that's okay with you."

The gryphon's eyes widened with shock. Very rapidly, it shook it's head back-and-forth to indicate it's displeasure.

Hawk reached out and stroked his beak. "I know it's tough, but you promised remember?"

The gryphon's expression saddened as he realized she was right. He looked up shyly and gave a tiny, pleading chirp.

Hawk too felt his melancholy wash over her.

"I know how it feels, but maybe we'll see each other again someday."

A myriad of emotions flickered over the gryphon's feathery face: but he eventually settled on displaying barely suppressed anger; his piercing gaze bearing into her.

Hawk swallowed nervously at his expression, but decided to make a compromise.

"I can tell you're angry, and maybe it's because I wasn't everything that you expected, but you have to understand I'm just not comfortable going any further. If it means anything to you though," she added quickly. "I ca ..." she caught herself; "I'd _like_to keep you company a little while longer ... y'know, as friends."

The gryphon's expression hardened, and his head tilted to the side as he undoubtedly thought of how to respond. Hawk was caught a little off-guard, she would have expected the gryphon to immediately agree to her offer ... but to her utter surprise - he shook his head.

Surprise quickly led to having her feelings hurt. "You ... you don't want me to stay?" She asked downheartedly.

The gryphon's eyes flashed dangerously and he rolled to his side; knocking Hawk to the ground. She stood up shakily; suddenly feeling very exposed wearing absolutely nothing from her hips down. She gathered her torn pants and covered her groin; her legs clenched as she watched the gryphon nervously at his sudden outburst.

Cautiously, Hawk backed up. The gryphon seemed hostile and alien; and she held out her palm reassuringly to calm him down. As intelligent as he might be, he was still an animal that ruled by emotions and impulses. It would be a foolish mistake to ever forget that.

"Please don't be mad. I like you, I really do."

The gryphon rustled his feathers and advanced on her, his gaze unblinking and focused. She did nothing to prevent him from forcefully pushing her to the ground, where he stood over her, a heavy paw on her chest preventing her from sitting upright.

His shaggy fur billowed in the wind as he stared at her intently, after a few moments of nothing happening, Hawk forced herself to speak calmly and not in fear.

"Are you going to let me go?"

The gryphon, as anticipated - shook his head.

A few awkward seconds passed.

"Is it because you don't want me to go?"

A nod. Hawk exhaled with mixed frustration and relief.

"But I just offered to stay with you, so why pin me down?"

He looked at her inquisitively, before lowering his feathered head close to her's. Hawk smelled his overpowering musk drifting lazily off his body, and she shifted uncomfortably underneath his weight as the familiar tingle of unwanted lust came back to her.

The gryphon's beak eventually travelled to her ear, and she listened in confusion as a seductive purr rolled from his mouth; An attractive, endless sound that made her feel both at ease under such a dominating creature; yet incredibly afraid at the same time.

"Let me up," she said firmly, but her voice quavered. The gryphon noticed and only deepened his purr.

"Please let me up." She tried again. Flinching in shame at how weak she sounded. Hawk could tell immediately the gryphon too sensed her defeat, and he momentarily stopped his vocalizations; Giving her an appraising look, before lifting his paw off her chest, and allowing her to sit upright.

The relief was short-lived however, and quickly, the gryphon circled around Hawk and prodded her back with his beak; indicating that she should go to her hands and knees.

Hawk realized this, much to her dismay.

"No ... you ... you promised you wouldn't."

But the gryphon only continued trying to coerce her into a prostrate position; pushing as one would gently do to a child: Calmly, Lovingly ...

And than it hit her:

'he doesn't want me to stay with him as a friend! He wants me to stay with him as a mate!'

A particularly forceful shove drove Hawk back to her senses, and she instinctively followed her body's momentum to her hands and knees. Only once her palms hit the frosty earth did she realize what a terrible mistake she had just made.

The gryphon was upon her in a blur of feather and fur. His massive forepaws landed beside her comparatively small fingers as he positioned his body above her's; the warm fur of his abdomen brushing against her naked bottom. She struggled pitifully in an attempt to escape, but the gryphon wouldn't budge an inch. She reached up and pushed against his forelegs, but the muscles there were taught and stronger than iron. Despair overcame her. No matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to force such a powerful creature off her ...

Hawk suddenly felt a tingle on her scalp, and she tensed in fear - only to discover the gryphon was ... was ... _preening_her with his beak. She trembled with uncertainty, her breathing coming in shallow gasps. Whatever she had expected, being combed by a gryphon was not one of them.

The male however, seemed wholly unconcerned about his mate's distress. He continued to brush Hawk's dark blonde hair as he would his own feather's; taking great care not to scratch her head with his wickedly sharp beak. The strange act soon became rather soothing, and the thought that perhaps he was doing it to calm her down eventually occurred to her.

The ritual lasted longer than a minute. During the entire time, Hawk said nothing, and the gryphon too - was oddly quiet. He seemed to be very focused in his task of separating every individual strand of her hair; and although Hawk could not see him above her, the deep rumble of his chest vibrating along her spine told her he was still very much obsessed with every aspect of her body, as he had been twenty minutes ago. When it became obvious he wasn't going to stop soon, Hawk found her voice and spoke up:

"Why are you doing this? Will you let me go when you're done?"

For the longest time, the gryphon didn't respond, and Hawk thought perhaps he hadn't heard her, but as she turned her head to ask again ... she found herself staring into his cool gaze; his head leaning on her shoulder and level with her own.

"S-so?" She asked, startled by his closeness.

The gryphon licked her. Right on the chin.

Her eyes widened in fear and she renewed her faint struggles; wondering if the gryphon was about to go ballistic on her like he had earlier, but to her surprise - and relief - he simply continued to stare.

She calmed down, her arms and legs burning with the strain of a fully grown gryphon leaning on-top of her. If he wasn't going to let her go, but he wasn't going to mate her without consent, what the hell did he want?

The obviousness of the question answered itself; and Hawk groaned as she realized how basic her dilemma actually was. He was an animal, a smart one, but a creature all the same. His intelligent side told him that breeding her without permission would both traumatize his mate and possibly injure her. Had she not explained this to him earlier, there would be nothing stopping him from rutting her right here, right now. She silently thanked God that the gryphon finally understood some form of basic human empathy.

Yet Hawk also knew he was an animal that behaved on instinct; and instinct told him that he had claimed a mate for the purpose of a good breeding. So while he wasn't going to outright mount her, he was going to hold her, and preen her, and care for her until she did want him.

"Dammit," she cursed. She couldn't decide whether the gryphon was the smartest creature she had ever met, or the stupidest. His idea was so ridiculously flawed and backwards, and yet, there was a primal simplicity to it that made her appreciate the wonders of nature. There was no way she realized, that such a creature could possibly be dumb, because in the time frame of less than an hour, he had both managed to combine human ethics with basic animal urges; creating some strange fusion of the two, and applying it - rather convincingly at that - to her now.

And as far as she could tell, there was no way of getting out of it. He wasn't going to violate or injure her, but he wasn't exactly just going to let her walk away either.

She groaned once more. She needed more time to think, but with the heat of the gryphon, his fur rubbing against her naked skin, and his scent surrounding her - made doing just that very difficult.

The prickle on her scalp started again as the gryphon resumed his preening. Hawk sighed with exasperation and inadvertently went to her elbows to relieve the strain in her shoulders; her breasts against the ground and her back bent underneath the creature's frame.

The gryphon suddenly growled excitedly and shifted above her, clearly pleased at seeing her submit to him no matter how accidentally.

"Hey, it's not what you think!" Hawk said quickly, struggling to get back up only to have the gryphon slink lower against her body. His position matching her's perfectly, and his chest keeping her from rising up. She felt his hot breath blow across the nape of her neck, and she shivered as goosebumps appeared that had nothing to do with the weather.

She broke out in a sweat, the gryphon's body heat keeping her immensely warm. Hawk felt other things too; like the slow, reassuring thump of his heart ... his dense abdominal muscles flexing against her back ... that seductive purr arousing her beyond words ...

She gulped nervously as her body betrayed her; her chin just barely scraping the grass - unable to move. The gryphon's cum soaked hips pressed against her's, and she winced as the sloppy load from earlier smeared across her skin, before dripping down her thighs.

Hawk's mind began racing furiously. Thoughts began returning from earlier: Mental images of the gryphon's regal cock that she couldn't push away. Hadn't a small part of her wanted it's throbbing mass inside her?

Yes.

Hawk shook her head. She had dismissed that idea though! There we're far too many reasons as to why it would be a terrible decision to allow him to penetrate her. What would become of herself? She was an honourable explorer! Not some animal's plaything!

Something wet and hot slapped against the back of her neck, and Hawk immediately flinched. It was the gryphon's tongue again. Slowly lapping up and down the base of her neck in even strokes. She shuddered lustfully as prickles of excitement rolled down her spine with each lick. He was ... purposely enticing her ... and the act once again reminded her how very much human this creature could be.

Well, she was running out of options. If she didn't do something soon, eventually the gryphon would most likely have his way with her. She looked about and took note of his paws right beside her head. She pushed on one, not entirely surprised at being unable to move it. If she could just get him to lift it ... maybe she could roll away and ... what? Run? He had wings she remembered. How could you escape something that could see you from the sky?

It was worth a shot, clasping her hands together, she raised her forearms up as much as she could (which was very little) and brought them down in a hammer-strike on the gryphon's paw. It connected, but the strike was so weak because of her position that all it managed to do was cause the gryphon to chitter with laughter.

Hawk blushed with embarrassment and sunk even lower against the ground, gritting her teeth as the creature above her did the same to match the curve of her spine. She felt him nibble playfully on her earlobe.

After a minute of having the gryphon nip and tug playfully at her gemstone earings, Hawk decided to use her last weapon against him.

"Gryphon, if you don't let me up, I'm going to scream."

His giant head bent sideways as he looked at her humorously. Big eyes wide with amusement. 'Really?' She looked at him as sternly as she could ... trying to force him to take her seriously.

He blew air in her face. Teasingly.

Hawk flinched. Recovered. Opened her mouth. And screamed.

It was loud and shrill, as one would expect a female's to be. It echoed through the air and off into the far off mountains. She held it for ten long seconds, right in his face. He didn't even flinch - except for his tufted ears.

Her shout tapered off, and she panted - her throat raw. The gryphon's eyes widened chidingly. 'better?'

Hawk glared at him, feeling very hot. Who was she kidding? Nobody lived in this region for miles. The Black Forest had swallowed up her voice entirely. She may as well have screamed for nothing.

The gryphon turned his head away and looked up into the sky; his mane of pointy feathers suddenly flaring outwards, doubling the size of his already massive head with the extra plumage. Before Hawk even knew what was happening, the gryphon let loose a bellowing roar from the bottom of his chest. A deep, guttural sound that made her shrink back in fright. Birds on the treeline above suddenly burst madly into flight - dozens of them veering wildly into the air in a panic as the trees around them seemed to almost billow with the force of the thunderous - frightening howl.

It was deafening, and when it was over, she heard it echo back to her multiple times before the world cautiously sunk back into an uncomfortable silence; Everything much quieter than before - and reminding Hawk that they were still, very much alone.

He lowered his head down as his mane relaxed to it's usual size, a satisfied glint in his eyes. 'See? I'm louder,' his smirk told her.

Hawk composed herself, trying to calm her nerves.

"Y-yeah, you've made your ... your point."

Upon hearing the tremor in her voice, his expression became much softer. His purr resumed, but it wasn't loud or obnoxious like before, it was subtle - a gentle, but reassuring tingle along her back. His head dipped close to her's, and he nuzzled against her neck, rubbing affectionately.

All alone. Nobody for miles.

She didn't know why, but she did not resist his embrace. He was so powerful ... so dominating ... but at the same time, he was compassionate and loving. A veritable wild card. For as long as they'd been together, she had no idea whether he actually cared for her, or if he was only in it to breed her for fun. Perhaps he had only rescued her for this reason; too fill her with his seed and be discarded ... unnecessary, unneeded, unwanted.

His bulk shifted again, pressing down upon Hawk and showing how truly vulnerable she was to his whims. Her time was running out - she had to know whether the gryphon actually had feelings for her; if only for comfort before the inevitable ...

"Gryphon?" She asked quietly. "Do you ... do you ... _love_me?" The question came out strange, awkwardly, and she immediately wanted to take it back, but it was too late. The gryphon stopped his nuzzling and looked at her impassively - his pupils dilating numerous times, before nodding his head rapidly.

Hawk stared at him blankly, before realizing what had just happened.

The gryphon_loved_ her.

"You ... you do?" She asked. Honestly surprised.

A second, almost impatient nod.

"So you ... you're telling me you actually want me to be your ... mate?"

He rolled his eyes. Giving her an exasperated look that could only mean 'duh'

"... And you're not just going to mate with me because you ... you feel like it?

He was about to respond again, but stopped. Hawk froze.

The gryphon looked at her devilishly, the side's of his beak curving into what was undoubtedly a wicked smile. 'Well, maybe'

Hawk's jaw dropped. Then she realized he was joking, and relief washed over her. She grinned for what felt like the first time in ages. Of course the gryphon loved her, he always had.

The male's expression became gentle and reassuring again, and he lifted his head back to the sky, letting out the beautiful - drawn out call of a hawk. A gift to her ... and a sign of his complete sincerity.

He turned back and looked straight into her, his deep brown eyes blazing with passion. Hawk's trembling hand reached up and stroked his beak - uncertain, and confused ... but eager in many ways. The gryphon bent forward, touching his forehead against her's to let her know she would never be alone ... That he would always be there for her ...

That was all it took. The caring display of affection fully convinced Hawk of his unwavering loyalty. She felt completely attached to him. The way he held her, and protected her, and owned her felt - _amazing;_and the more she thought about it, the more she came to terms with the fact that she had fallen just as madly for him, as he had for her.

"I ... I love you too gryphon," she said at last.

The male looked into her brilliant grey eyes with an expression of genuine surprise. Just moments ago, he had been wholly prepared for relenting in his pursuits and letting the human go, but now it seemed she had suffered a well-timed change of heart.

He hesitated. Had his charms actually worked?

"I want you to take me gryphon. Take me like you would a female of your own kind."

He needed no further instruction. His needs had been fulfilled. He beamed happily before drawing his head back; pushing his hips forwards eagerly and jostling his small mate with excitement.

Hawk didn't care anymore. She wasn't bound by her judgements any longer. All of that had washed away to be replaced by the all-powerful desire to be intimately joined with the handsome creature.

"You've claimed me gryphon," she whispered to him in encouragement. "I _want_to be you're mate. I_need_you to make love to me."

Her words had their way with the male. His body trembled with arousal, and his barbed cock-tip smeared pre-coital fluids against her inner-thighs; making the skin there even more wet and sticky than it already was. Gryphon-cum from earlier slopped messily against her bum and trickled down her legs as the virile male pressed himself up against her. They had come too far to turn back now.

'Like I'd even want to anyways' thought Hawk with a sultry grin.

All throughout the gryphon's body she could sense the mounting tension building up inside him like a hurricane. His heart hammered against her upper back, his breath came in shallow pants. He trembled with need, his lower body practically vibrating with pent-up lust that made his exotic fur tickle Hawk's exposed flanks. She squirmed beneath him, removing her protective leather jacket to get more comfortable. There was a rush of excitement as the gryphon aided her with his beak - than tossed the piece of clothing aside himself. She was practically naked now, a baggy white tank-top being the only thing that covered her perky breasts.

Hawk was dizzy with arousal. The gryphon's thick scent swam deliciously in her head, and she reached underneath her body to see for herself just how turned-on she was.

The answer was fairly obvious: Very.

She massaged her glistening cleft with one hand, biting her lower-lip and gasping as her fingertips slipped inside the tight wet entrance; and sent sparks of pleasure shooting along her spine. She was very wet, and too soon, was quietly moaning with lust. Her tiny clitoris swollen and begging to be touched as she lost herself to fantasy.

The gryphon above Hawk shifted and rumbled deeply. He was losing control as well. The way his mate was behaving beneath him - her soft cries of bliss, her slender, trembling body, and her rather lascivious display of it all - was driving him positively wild. He wanted to breed her. To fill her full of his feral gryphon seed, and claim her as his own.

Familiar urges returned to him as his towering maleness leaked pre impatiently down Hawk's leg. He jerked his hips forward, leaning down on Hawk's back and pressing her chest further into the stiff grass. She did not resist, but simply grasped the sides of his massive front paws and submitted to his will.

Hawk's hips were pushed high in the air, and the huge gryphon pinned her to the ground; poised hungrily over the small human with a look of intense lust blazing in his eyes. His head fell alongside her's; and in a quick peripheral glance - their gazes met.

Instantly, more emotion was exchanged between them in a single second than all their previous conversations combined. Hawk wanted him more than anything in the world. She needed him buried inside her; and the gryphon was hardly different. The look in his eye told her she was about to be rutted with the untamed fierceness only a feral gryphon could provide. The thought made her nearly swoon with anticipation.

"Do it gryphon," she hissed finally. "Mate with me like you've always wanted."

He tottered back a few steps - pulling Hawk with him, before giving a mighty forward thrust.

At first, it didn't work perfectly. Hawk flinched as the gryphon's throbbing erection glanced off the side of her buttocks, smearing a trail of lubricants along her skin. He drew back a second time, before making another rushed attempt. This time however, his length bumped fruitlessly against her leg.

"Here. Let me," said Hawk to the frustrated male. She reached back, wrapping her hands around the base of his furry sheath and making him huff in surprise. The girth of his cock between her fingers reminded her just how frighteningly endowed the animal was; but the thought did not stop her from bringing the tip of his rigid length to the entrance of her pussy.

The tip brushed against her sensitive flesh, and immediately, they both gasped in unison as such a new and peculiar sensation overcame them both. The spiny barbs on his cock felt stiff and engorged with blood, but it came as a small relief to learn that they were also somewhat rubbery. The gryphon too, seemed equally pleased he had found his mark; and promptly nestled further along the arch in her spine as he got used to his mate's different anatomy; his sexual purr shivering through Hawk's ribs. He was heavy, but not uncomfortably so, and her hands tightened around the base of his densely muscled forelegs as she waited for the inevitable.

The gryphon adjusted his position above her, and eased his hips forward; making Hawk grimace a second time as she endured the sheer size of his cock pushing bluntly against her tight entrance; trying valiantly to force it's way inside. After a moment of pause, the gryphon prodded forward anew. His moist cock drizzling fluids liberally along her snatch as it prepared to enter. And he growled - with complete satisfaction - as the supple flesh surrendered and gave way; Hawk's nether-lips spreading wide to accept the tip of his regal member.

Hawk opened her mouth and let out a choked "Ahh!" As a sharp, piercing pain ripped through her lower body; her mind struggling to adjust with the sudden girth filling her. The discomfort eventually subsided, but if the gryphon decided to thrust forward again it would most certainly be worse.

"Easy now ... gryphon," she panted. You're a lot bigger ... than any human ... so please ... go slowly for now."

It seemed to take a few seconds for her words to sink into his lust-addled mind, and briefly - awfully, Hawk wondered if he would ignore her plea ... but a moment later, he licked the back of her neck in agreement. After all, he loved her; and he would never want to injure such a beautiful female.

"Thank you," she breathed.

The gryphon nodded and gently pulled out; drawing a lustful moan from Hawk as the slick tip of his spiny cock dragged against her sensitive walls. God! It felt sublime! A wave of fiery pleasure rolled down her spine that made her shiver with desire. No other male could even hope to re-create such a sensation! And as soon as she felt him exit her body; she was practically begging for him to be back inside.

The gryphon was all to happy to comply. He guided his waist forward with careful accuracy and penetrated her a second time. To Hawk's astonishment, the pain this time was much easier to handle. A single dull stab - and that was it. With some resistance, The head slipped inside and took it's rightful place in her body; and vaguely, Hawk knew that the enormous amounts of pre his body produced - and her own wetness - we're no doubt factors as to why the start of their mating was going so well. She only hoped it would remain that way.

A groan escaped her mouth as the powerful beast above pushed further into her constricting depths and wiped the idle thought from her head. The thickness of his shaft squeezing into her pussy made her grit her teeth in strain, but it was a satisfying pressure to endure, and somewhat enjoyable. She may only have taken the first few inches, but the she felt proud nonetheless at being able to accept such a powerful creature inside her.

"You're so ... b-big ... I've never felt ... anything like it!" She stammered. The gryphon's baritone purr seemed to deepen at the praise, and he sunk a little further into her stretched pussy; Hawk's smooth mons being forced ever wider to accommodate his impressive size. She could feel everything about it: The thick veins covering it's skin ... The small nubs pressing deep into her flesh ... it's smooth, black surface sliding wonderfully against her walls ... The sensations were highly pleasurable; and her whole body became suddenly very hot with a sexual flush.

Desire pounded through her veins, making her croon loudly as the gryphon constantly explored deeper into her body. She reached back and touched her sex, feeling the gryphon's shaft spreading her and forcing itself deeper to claim her body. Both her's and the gryphon's privates were incredibly wet. The silvery pre his body produced had already flooded her depths, and now clung in viscous strands to her fingers; streaming out of her pussy in a constant flow, and running down her thighs.

She gave a lusty moan as she ran her fingertips in circles across her sensitive mound; smearing her's and the gryphons lubricants around carelessly. She fingered herself while the gryphon mounted her, rubbing her swollen clit and whimpering with uninhibited pleasure. The gryphon shoved more of himself inside her every few seconds. Waiting each time for her to adjust - before pushing in further. By her estimates, Hawk figured she had to have taken at least half of the gryphon's length. The thought sent an electrifying buzz through her nervous system. Already she felt incredibly full of gryphon-cock. The thought of more inside her was worrisome, but also highly exciting as well.

Hawk spread her legs out further at the idea and arched her back as low as she could against the ground. Her head lay sideways on the grass, her mouth wide open with the shock of having a fully-grown gryphon stealing away her abstinence. Yet ... she wanted him all. The thought of being completely joined with the creature, their hips thumping together as he mounted her fiercely ... was her only goal. She had been seduced and dominated by a gryphon: A beautiful, powerful, horny predator; and she felt ... honoured.

"I love you," she whispered almost inaudibly. Too overcome by passion to say much else. "I want you all gryphon. "Give me everything you have."

His body quivered with barely restrained hunger at her words, giving a few rough jerks with anticipation. Hawk clenched his paws and braced herself, closing her eyes and finally accepting her position as his sexual release. A human female, whose sole purpose was to be bred by the most majestic of creatures in all of the animal kingdom ...

She felt him pull back; his length sliding from her slit while her abdominal muscles contracted reflexively to keep him inside. His barbs tugged gently on her pink flesh before making a shameless exit into the outside world. His meat bobbing with the strength of his heartbeat. The tip spurting small globs of pre that dripped down the belly of his pitch-black cock, before soaking into the damp fur of his sheath.

He clumsily re-aligned his hips with her pussy, before giving a substantially more impressive thrust forward. His momentum threw Hawk's lower body up into the air as the gryphon's entire pulsing length stretched her wide, and plunged - in it's entirety, all the way inside.

Hawk cried out as a burning pain seared through her womb, and her bottom lip trembled. She tasted blood and realized she'd bit her tongue in surprise at the rough intrusion. She felt stuffed to her physical limits. The gryphon's feral member mercilessly invaded her lower body; their hips slopping together as cum from earlier dripped down her slim waist.

She lay there, eyes watering, while the gryphon breathed heavily; his weight holding her down as they both got used to each other. Hawk could feel his furry sheath just kissing her nether-regions, making it known that they were now fully bonded together in the primal, instinctive, uncontrollable act of reproduction.

And she wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

The gryphon heaved as his mate's incredibly tight pussy clenched around his cock. For the longest time, he could only lay there and inhale the female's intoxicating scent as his head spun. So many new feelings washed through him ... so many new pleasures he had never knew existed ... It was exceedingly difficult to remain in-control of his passions. The urge to rut his mate until he flooded her depths with fertile seed was a feeling that was almost impossible to resist. But he had to try ... at least for now.

Hawk's whimpers subsided as whatever pain that remained - quickly disappeared to be replaced by the intense feeling of being filled by the gryphon's juicy maleness.

He started rocking back and forth, his cock rubbing and massaging her inner-passageway while his warm, humid breath tickled her ear. She gasped and curled her toes as bursts of pleasure ignited inside her abdomen, the gryphon's barbs grinding against her sensitive flesh in ways she could hardly imagine. The gryphon too seemed equally pleased as he felt his mate squirm beneath him. Nothing could compare to the tightness of her soaking entrance. Absolutely nothing.

Gradually, his thrusts became longer and refined; his fur gliding gracefully along her skin. She could feel every muscle flexing through his body as he took her gently. His massive frame towering over her; his legs like crooked pillars supporting him above. Hawk gasped and dropped her hand from her soaking groin, clutching the gryphon furry paws once again as his pace started to increase.

He pricked the back of her neck with his beak. Nibbling softly on her skin and sending shivers racing down Hawk's spine. His tongue lapped against her nape, and he pinched - ever-so-softly - into the soft flesh.

Hawk gave a startled cry as her gryphon lover bit down passionately and showed his complete, and total dominance over her. The clench of his powerful beak lessened as she submitted and went still; and he lay his head heavily on her shoulder. His body so close ... lush feathers ruffling against her cheek ... dark eyes melting her resolve ...

There was no way, Hawk realized, she could ever have resisted his charms. She wasn't owned by this animal, but ... treasured. The way his body lay draped over her's ... panting in her ear ... Was there any reason to deny herself such a compassionate partner? Even though he was an animal? After a moment of thought; deep down, Hawk knew there wasn't.

He rubbed the side of her neck affectionately, massaging the faint red marks from his bite he had left seconds ago. His purr deepened to a baritone tremor; so low it felt as if it came from Hawk's own body as well as his own. He nudged his hips forward again, and entered her slowly; savouring the sensation of her tight walls yielding - and spreading to accept him; and best of all: The sound of her high, drawn out wail of desire; her eyes sparkling with a forbidden, long-ignored thirst.

After a few more similar thrusts, and once Hawk had completely given herself over to him - he sped up. His hips pumping in-and-out of her body; driving forwards earnestly and completely intent on rendering her speechless with desire. Pre poured from her slit as it overflowed with the gryphon's sticky juices, but she knew that mixed in with his fluids, was her own wetness as well. Her arousal was his, and the medley of fluids that provided them both with such pleasurable stimulation was proof of their endless love for one another.

Hawk gave a series of sharp cries as the gryphon's barbs rubbed and ground against her inner-walls while he rutted her forcefully. She felt the power of his body all around her: The strength of his muscles, the supreme deftness of his movements ... the weight of his cock pounding into her soft flesh ... She closed her eyes and gasped as bolts of ecstasy burst through the synapses in her mind. She felt numb, her legs especially. With the speed and expertise the gryphon was busy thrusting himself into her; she found that all feeling in her lower-body was rapidly melting away to a heavenly pleasure. His hips meeting her's in loud claps that echoed throughout the shadowy forest.

Hawk shuddered heavily and raised her head, casting her face into the sky, and catching the final rays of sunlight splashing down around them in a large circle of fiery orange light. She cried her lustful wails into the cloudless sky, looking up at the gryphons massive wings spreading over them both in a majestic shield, feathers tipped and reflecting the the burning Sun so that it outlined his body in a golden aura. He was majestic beyond comprehension. A king of both realms: land and sky. She pushed back against his powerful thrusts in rhythm. She wanted to scream out - and she did; rocking her body with his; and feeling the slop of lubricants slap wetly with each jarring hump.

Hawk's nails dug in and clung to the shaggy fur of his paws. Her lower spine numb with pleasure, her glistening slit throbbing with approaching bliss. He ploughed into her with a savage ferocity, but his head rested alongside her neck; and his breath blew softly against her cheek. He took her hard and fast; his cock spearing through her roughly. Pleasure rippled inside Hawk's womb as the animal had his way; his barbs claiming her as his breeding mate, forcing jolts of pleasure arching along her limbs and into her mind.

The speed was almost unnatural, a rush of brown fur and feather kissing her naked waist and arms; ruffling against her sides and tickling her every time she shuddered from enjoyment. She had no feeling in her legs, her body simply met his faster and faster as their pace increased. How she supported most of his weight, she had no idea, but perhaps her body was calling upon some frisky, libidinous reserve of energy.

Waves of ecstasy robbed her of any coherent thought. She whimpered and squirmed beneath his legs in bliss; pushing back into his strong thrusts without restraint. He was getting close, that much she could tell: He panted heavily, and his soaking groin feathers pressed warmly against her pelvic mound. Hawk heard him growl and she flinched as he pricked the tip of his beak into the skin on her neck. A burning flush of warmth expanded inside the apex of her thighs, growing hotter and more euphoric with every second. She bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out.

The gryphon was going to make her climax, she realized casually - before losing herself to the rhythm of their ferocious mating

It was coming. The gryphon could feel it building up inside him like roaring fire. Rising from his throbbing cock-tip in sparks of pleasure that arched up his gizzard, into his ribs, spine, and brain. He felt tense but relaxed and almost weightless as he mounted a female for the first time in his life: A human, but one he had been watching for ages in the clouds; completely infatuated since the first time he had laid eyes on her hunting: Sharp grey eyes ... sleek mane of tawny stringy fur, that long and elegant upright gait ... and she was brave too. When he saw her fight those eight-legged monsters, at that point he had determined she was the right one.

And here they were, his body wrapped protectively over her's, wings surrounding and holding them gently together. He nipped at her flesh to tell her he was close, his eyes closed in utmost passion.

He rutted her well. The female below his chest and buried in his feathery mane was gasping with pleasure. Her hands laid out in front of her, trusting him completely to deliver a powerful release. He purred continuously, delighting in the overall enjoyable vibrations that shimmered between their two bodies, and equally satisfied in the positive effect it had with his mate. He clenched softly into her neck and she tensed against him, grinding against his thrusts and whimpering softly with total satisfaction herself.

His deep-set instincts told him she would climax first; and that seemed most fitting. He also understood his sensitive barbs buried in her pussy would induce a powerful orgasm that made females of his own species ovulate. Humans felt different - tighter maybe? Unyielding? It didn't matter, he was only concerned about his swelling knot he could feel burgeoning at the base of his shaft. It became harder to penetrate her with the extra flesh, and he made his thrusts short and quick - earning a choked gasp of surprise from Hawk beneath.

She had forgotten about his knot, using what seemed like all her strength, she lifted an arm and reached back - feeling her glistening lower-lips spread wide around his length. Lubricants coated and dripped down her fingers; and she felt his knot - the twin bumps swelling just above his sheath, thick and pulsing with the beat of his heart.

His hips blurred as he jabbed at her slit, his waist thumping against her - sinking in-and-out of her pussy with incredible speed. His swollen knot bumped against her entrance and slowly gained purchase.

Hawk's head swooped as a wave of lust rolled through her. Her womb practically ached to be filled with fertile gryphon-seed. He bit her neck hard. And she cried as it broke skin and drew a trickle of blood. Arching her back, she froze and stared into the sky as her pelvic muscles unclenched at the sudden pain.

He growled passionately and used the distraction to thrust deeper, forcing his knot painfully inside her.

Her eyes watered with shock, the pressure was nearly unbearable. She felt his shaft within the deepest depth's of her fragile body. It was all-consuming, stiff with youthful virility, pushing outwards against her constricting walls as if she had been speared. The pain did not last long. Moments later, a sensuous warmth began growing inside her womb as the pleasure began to rapidly crescendo. He nudged against her waist, massaging her with his barbs from inside out; and tying their bodies together.

A low moan escaped Hawk's lips as the gryphon's shaft delivered an incomparable experience. Her body did not belong to herself anymore - and the euphoria he transferred into her was practically endless. The moan became a scream of passion as her pussy clenched upon his pulsing shaft - rippling as powerful anticipation flooded through her very core. His bite sharpened and made her cry shift an octave as a violent tremble tore through her prostrate body; her eyes fluttering as every fibre of her essence concentrated on the heavenly area between her legs. Time slowed down to a standstill, and for a what seemed like the longest time, Hawk knew complete, and total bliss.

Her senses came back in a wash of heat, her eyes snapping open and her pupils dilating as he rubbed his barbs softly into her inner flesh. Immediately, the extreme pleasure intensified to another plateau ... her vision tunnelling ... and finally ...

Hawk nearly blacked out.

Disbelief registered in the back of her mind as her pussy began squeezing powerfully around the gryphon's shaft. Throbs of pleasure she hardly thought possible ignited throughout her body like an inferno that fed exclusively on her lusts and passion. Tears fell from her eyes; most from pleasure - few from pain as she rocked her hips against his furry waist; their bodies tied together indefinitely, two creatures joined as one. The fire spread throughout her body in deep pulses; flaring through her muscles and tendons in a toe-curling shudder of pleasure. Wave after wave, her very essence thrummed as the gryphon drove her thoughts wild. She collapsed into the thawed grass beneath but felt no impact. She was numb, and it coursed through her like a wild thing, taking hold of her muscles and thoughts in a blissful deluge of warmth. She closed her eyes and moaned softly into the grass, her pussy throbbing uncontrollably; soaking the gryphon's shaft in her own juices, with even more drizzling into the fur of his thighs. She crooned as he pounded her without abandon; finding solace in the shadow of his body - ecstatic to be mated to a male so powerful and virile ...

The gryphon thrusts we're forceful and lightning quick; his keen senses sharp with the sight of his mate finding release below him. The wet slop of fluids as their bodies made contact was messy as it was incessant; and the gryphon rutted his female throughout her own clenching orgasm. He was so close. His cock was painfully rigid and aching with tension; and he snarled passionately, securing Hawk with his mating bite, and claiming her as his breeding partner for life. His breath washed over her nape in a rapid series of humid pants, signalling his impending release. His knot felt excruciatingly tight, and vaguely - through the sexual blur of copulation - he knew it must be painful for the human. His bite softened, he had never wanted to hurt her, but the passionate rush of their mating had overtaken him.

Her tight pussy clenching around his cock drove the thought blissfully from his head; and he increased the pace of his hungry thrusts. There would be other times. Many more where he would take her perhaps less ferociously. But for now, he allowed his desires and impulses to guide his actions - and from the pleasure that seared through both their bodies, and the squeezing warmth surrounding his maleness - he was sure his mate understood.

And with that, the gryphon gave a final, climactic shriek of pleasure and pushed his cock as far as possible inside Hawk's delicate flesh; his barbed tip giving a fleeting kiss against her cervix as his shaft pierced throughout her lower-body. Hawk - still deep in the throes of her lustful dance, gave another cry to match his own as she too trembled from the delightful heat throbbing inside her pussy.

The gryphon sunk his beak into her collar dominantly, and like a good mate, Hawk craned her neck into the sky as the final rays of daylight shone through the treeline. She felt his body give a powerful tremble that rippled along his limbs and chest; his beak quivering for an instant in bliss.

Hawk's cry was soon silenced in shock as she felt the first wave of fertile gryphon-cum flood into her tight pussy. It was unbelievable how much there was; and soon, it gave way to rapture. She swooned with satisfaction as thick ropes of creamy gryphon-seed spurted deep inside her body; his black cock throbbing forcefully inside her as he released his pent-up load. He shivered with each messy spray of semen; holding her close and pouring his mating essence into her in hot, powerful jets. His forepaws found her waist and pulled her in, and Hawk sunk into the welcoming heat of his fur - revelling in wonder at the amount of cum spraying deep inside her body.

Hawk groaned as the knot prevented much of his copious load from escaping her pussy. He had tied her well; and they both shivered with ecstasy as his knot forced her wider and wider. It seemed to last forever; the gryphon's length erupted continuously like a volcano inside her; and a moan escaped Hawk's lips as he filled her pussy with gallons of cum. An oozing heat expanded in Hawk's abdomen as her belly began to slightly distend as more and more fertile seed spurted into her womb. It began to drip out and around the tight seal of their bodies, running down her back-legs in warm streams; and she hoped with all her heart it would never end. There was a deep pride at being filled by such a healthy male, a sensuous, inner-happiness that coursed through her. Together, they we're simply a male and female; joined in the most natural bond that two creatures could achieve.

Eventually, the gryphon's erratic thrusts began to taper off, and his climax did as well. Hawk felt so warm, both inside and out as the gryphon slumped heavily across her back; panting and completely spent. Their gazes met, and although Hawk was woozy with exhaustion she managed to stroke his mane of feathers and smile.

He started to purr again, and nipped her ear playfully, his brown eyes sparkling. Gently; their bodies still tied, he pulled her to the grass beside him, curled around her protectively. Hawk snuggled into the soft fur of his stomach and chest, feeling the warm smear of cum on his thighs, and the gentle rub of his thick cock buried inside her body. One of his mighty wings unfurled and draped over her shoulders and hips - the softness caressing her skin, and he pulled her so that their bodies we're wrapped snugly together. Hawk sighed blissfully. She felt cherished under his embrace.

he started carefully preening her now sex-ruffled hair. She marvelled at the new sensation of being tied to a gryphon; idly wondering how long she'd be here. She felt him shuffle happily against her, and a small grin appeared on her face. He was in no rush. They'd be here for a long time.

Hawk placed a hand on her stomach, feeling for herself the amount of gryphon-seed pumped deep inside her womb. It sloshed thickly beneath her skin. Perhaps it would result in an egg she imagined - the gryphon was magical after all. She would rear his clutch proudly, like a good mother; and watch them grow into young, energetic cubs.

It would be difficult, she realized; but the comforting purr of her mate reminded her she would never be alone in this adventure. He would stay with her for the rest of her life. A lover till death, but a companion for eternity.

"Thank you," she whispered softly to the gryphon. "I will be a strong mate. I promise"

The male nuzzled her cheek. He trusted her, and to prove it, he would take Hawk many more times in the next few days; making her feel limitless pleasure and to ensure his fertile sperm impregnated her with his clutch. He knew she would make a good mother, he always had.

Together, they both descended into a deep, comfortable sleep as dusk fell around them.